Fifty-two Old men in the church
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"The hall has branches in every city, but there are big and small. "Fun,www.biquge.info" said Nicole, "as long as you know the way, you can find it." ”
"So you know?" asked Ian.
Nicole raised her head proudly: "Of course, don't forget that my father used to be a member of the hall, and he must know more about this kind of thing than you." ”
As she spoke, Nicole remembered something again, and asked with some confusion: "No, didn't you say that this dagger was given to you by a senior in the hall, and why didn't that senior tell you?"
"I didn't have time. Ian replied casually, looking down at the dagger in his hand with his head down. He clearly knew that this dagger that looked like it could pierce through the dragon's scales, just like its previous owner, its appearance was unassuming but powerful and terrifying.
Ian stroked the blade gently, rubbing his fingers against the delicate thorn flower. He seemed to see Rudo's wrinkled face from the uneven blade. Ludo wanted him to join the Hall, but neither the Hall nor the Dragons had been on the run for ten years.
Nian was suddenly silent, a little curious. Women are all careful, and she vaguely feels that Ian is a little different from just now.
"What's wrong with you?" asked Nicole.
"Huh?" Ian was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched, and he shook his head and said, "It's nothing, since you just said that you can find the branch of the hall, so what are you waiting for, let's go over and take a look now." ”
Ni could see that Ian agreed, and nodded happily. She could indeed find the branch of the Hall, but she couldn't take on the mission without Ian's dagger as a token. So after telling Ian not to leave anything behind, she went out happily.
Ian saw Nicole walk out of the room before slowly letting go of his hand. I saw that bright red blood was spilling from his fingers, and he opened his hand, and there was a big cut in his palm.
Nicole interrupted his train of thought just now, and he didn't pay attention, and the sharp cut cut his palm. He picked up the dagger and looked closely, seeing that there was not a trace of blood left on the blade of the dagger.
This is not only a weapon for slaying dragons, but also a weapon for killing. Ian thought silently, then found two pieces of cloth, wrapped the palm of his hand and the blade of the dagger, and walked out the door.
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Every city has devout believers who believe that they can live a good life in peace by believing in God. Whether it is a poor peasant or a gorgeous nobleman, or a hunter wandering in the mountains, they all believe that people are doing it, and the sky is watching this sentence.
So almost every city has a church that provides a place for people to worship the heavens. Since Mingtongcheng is a small city with a small population, the church is not large, just a small two-story white building.
A wooden crescent moon hangs at the door of the church, which is the symbol of the church, the "eye of heaven" that people believe. They believe that the Divine has been watching over its followers with the Eye of Heaven.
Ian thought Nicole was going to take him into church, but who knew it wasn't. Nicole took Ian straight into an alley next to the church.
The alley was quite narrow, and the houses on both sides were very dilapidated, and a stench of decay permeated the alley. Fortunately, Ian has been used to smelling this smell since he was a child, and he doesn't feel anything, but feels very kind. But Nicole always had a bitter face and pinched her nose with her hands.
"Looks like the hall isn't very rich. Ian quipped.
Nicole glanced back at him and said helplessly: "No way, Mingtong City is too small, and there are no threatening creatures around, so the establishment of a branch in the hall is actually more like a show." Because there are hardly any hunters running here. ”
"Then you still come to this city? I don't think you are a native of this city. Ian asked curiously.
"Well, don't say it, it's hard to say. Nicole apparently didn't want to mention the stubble and waved her hand. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand and pointed ahead and said, "Oh, it's here." ”
Ian looked in the direction she was pointing. Before you know it, the alley has come to an end, and at the end is a very ordinary house, no different from the surrounding houses. The only difference is that in the center of the house is a wooden sign that is about to fall.
The wooden sign had begun to mold, and I could only barely see a blooming thorn flower carved on it.
"Well, that's really personal. Ian scratched his head and finally spat out only this assessment.
"When I first came, I was speechless. Nicole said helplessly, "You'll be even more speechless later, so be prepared." ”
With that, Nicole pushed open the door and walked in.
"The locks are not locked, and it is really not a good place. Ian muttered and walked in.
The interior of the house was dim, and a musty smell came to your face when you walked in. A few pieces of wood fell from the roof and onto Ian's head.
"I rubbed it, it was sloppy to this extent. "Ian hasn't seen such a unhygienic place in a while. This kind of house, he doesn't visit when he's a thief.
At the end of the house was a faint oil lamp, the only source of light in the house. The oil lamp illuminated an old man with gray hair and half-moon rimmed eyes.
The old man was sitting on a wooden recliner with his head down and reading a book. The recliner was slowly rocking, making a "crunching" sound, as if it might fall apart at any moment.
The old man seemed to be a little sluggish, and it took a long time to raise his head when he heard the door open, and looked at Nicole and Ian with a pair of blurred eyes.
"What?" asked the old man.
"Take the task. Nicole smiled flatteringly.
The old man lowered his head again, turned the pages of the book, and then continued: "This is not a place for you to mix gold, and no one can take it without the hall sign. If you want to get a hunter's license, you can't go to a big city. ”
"We're not here to mix gold. Nicole hurriedly asked Ian to take out the dagger, and Ian could only throw it to her slowly. Nicole glared at Ian fiercely before walking up to the old man with a dagger.
"Hmm, is that you?" the old man looked up at Nicole, his brows furrowed immediately, "Your name is Cassius, isn't it, why are you so tough......?"
"Old man, you're mistaken, I'm not Cassius. Nicole hurriedly waved her hand, then shoved the cloth-wrapped dagger into the old man's hand, "Well, we're really here to take on the mission." But I forgot to bring my hunter certificate, do you think this will work?"
The old man took the dagger with a suspicious face, and then leaned close to the oil lamp to look at it carefully. For a moment, both Ian and Nicole became nervous.