Early the next morning, the church bells rang, and Rosie wiped her face and got out of bed. After freshening up, he changed into a priest's cloak and entered the church, Jason was already kneeling under the cross, and the two said hello Rosie and began to pray. It's better to say that it's a prayer than to sleep in the cage, kneeling and sitting with your eyes closed, your brain is still dizzy, and a stream of sleepiness is rekindled, devouring the not strong lucidity.

In a daze, he felt someone push him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jason facing him with his index finger between his lips.

Damn, snoring again?

He scratched his head and turned his face to smile apologetically at the churchgoers, for he must have disturbed the others. However, these people smiled very tolerantly and didn't care.

Rosie was still a teenager, well, a teenager of twelve or thirteen, and even though he looked fifteen or sixteen, he was still a teenager, even if he had a thirty-year-old and twelve-thirteen soul in his body. For teenagers, most adults have a tolerant heart, not to mention that this is the church, teaching everyone to yearn for the positive side.

"Why don't you go sleep again. Jason was also frightened by the hot scene yesterday, he found out for the first time that people are so crazy that they are willing to wait in line for a long time for a meal, and this meal still costs money. Rosie looked tired when she returned to the church, the more excited she became, and the more tired she became when her mood stabilized. "I'm here, there's no problem. ”

Rosie thought about it, instead of dozing off here, it would be better to go back and lie down on the soft bed and get a good night's sleep. He stood up and quickly left, looking embarrassed.

By the time he woke up for the second time, it was almost noon, and it was quiet behind the church, and only Thor was sitting alone on a stone, closing his eyes and praying to cultivate his holy power. At his level, the accumulation of holy power has become negligible, and it can be said that there will not be much growth in a few years. But who are ascetics? No matter how difficult and confused the future is, they will stick to their hearts.

Without alarming Saul, as soon as he entered the church, he saw more than a dozen people around Jason, several of whom were carrying a bed board on which there was a young man, whose chest clothes were soaked with blood.

"I can only give it a try, unless a cardinal ...... help. ”

Rosie leaned over to take a look, just as Jason saw him and beckoned to him, "You can try." ”

Whether it's Jason or Thor, their existence is to protect Rosie to some extent, so they know a little more about Rosie's situation than others. The news that he may be the Son is not hidden in the church, and the church needs an uplifting news to boost morale at this time, and the Son who has not appeared for a long time is the most morale-boosting when he suddenly has news.

Rosie walked through the crowd to the bed, looked down a few times, and immediately emitted a faint fluorescence on the palm of his hand. He pressed his palm on the young man's chest, and the holy power flowed out of his body, turning into a healing light and merging into the young man's body.

Rosie asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"I fell off the roof and was not injured, but I kept coughing up blood, and the doctor said that it hurt the internal organs....... A young man carrying the bed quickly explained, "The doctor said that there was no way, unless the chest was cut open and the wound inside was stitched up, he could be saved." However, Lyme City did not have the conditions to do this kind of surgery, and the doctor did not have the ability, so he asked us to go to Maixiang City. Not to mention the long distance, we don't have much money. ”

These people are idle workers in the outer city, and when they have nothing to do, they will help others to work, as long as they have a mouthful of food and a few dozen coppers. They tend to do some hard work and dangerous work, and there are often accidents. If it was a small problem that could be solved, it would be solved, as in today's case, if the church couldn't save the injured person, they would send the injured person home to die.

Life is priceless, but many times life is not valuable.

When the holy power in Rossi's body was almost lost by more than half, the light in his hand gradually dissipated. The injured man gasped and raised his head, looking at Rosie in shock, he touched his chest, his breathing was already steady, and his body did not feel pain, if it wasn't for the fear that his body was deceiving himself, he even wanted to jump up and run for a lap.

"It's almost done, go home and recuperate for a while. Rosie withdrew his hand, took out a handkerchief, wiped the half-dried blood stains on his palm, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Jason wasn't surprised at all, Rosie was the Holy Son, and a healing technique was equivalent to a high-level miracle recovery.

The young people were also very surprised, they all looked at the injured person on the bed board, and the injured person nodded hesitantly, "I do seem to be much better, no more pain, no cough." ”

"This ...... This is a miracle !!", the friends around were very excited, the person who could only wait for death just now, in the blink of an eye, was actually better?

Rosie smiled and waved his hand, "He shouldn't have died...... I'll go over there first, there's something to call me. The second half of the sentence is addressed to Jason.

Walking through the crowd of Thanksgiving, you can see that there is already a queue in front of the fast food restaurant when you leave the church. Many people didn't eat last night, and after a day of word of mouth, word of mouth has formed. Early in the morning, people come to order food for dinner, and the most popular ones are fried rice and fried noodles, as well as scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Smelling the fragrance and looking at the door, sure enough, Alexander's foodie was gobbling it up. Rossi walked over to him and sat down, "Alexander, eat well, let's go have a fight." ”

Alexander stopped the spoon in his hand and tilted his head to look at Rossi, with a lot of kernels still stuck to his mouth, "Like yesterday?"

"Like yesterday!"

"Okay!", he agreed, sped up his meal, and quickly swept a small wooden barrel that could hold almost one or two catties of fried rice, patted his stomach and stood up, "Wait a minute, it's just right to be full." ”

Rosie rolled her eyes, not to mention being so full, she was already able to kill two people.

Back in the open space behind the church, Alexander moved his limbs and did not wear light armor, he felt that Rossi could not hurt him, and he was not afraid of being hurt. There's an ascetic here, and there's a holy son, so it's a joke if they can all lie in bed with injuries.

The result was not unexpected, Rossi was beaten again, Alexander's experience is really too rich, many times he doesn't need to think about how to deal with Rossi's attack, and his body naturally gives the best solution. The rich experience has gone deep into the bone marrow, and it is not at all something that a rookie like Rossi can compete with.

The beaten nose and face were swollen, Rosie focused on the progress bar of the prayer, and it did increase, but not much, but the physique increased by 0.01, it seems that the beating will become a compulsory subject every day in the future, and it hurts to think about it.

So the reason for yesterday's surge in prayer is that money.

There may be a causal relationship involved, Rosie gives the money to the church, and the church will bring positive benefits after receiving the money, whether it is to develop the church or to give alms. These benefits exist because of money, and the consequences also belong to Rossi.

It makes sense, but he's going to have to try.

Two Templars were found and given them a bag of gems, and the copper and silver coins, including some of the gold coins, had been exchanged for gems in the morning through the connections of Ricky and the others, and they had a great need for change, but instead accumulated a lot of gems, which happened to be mutually beneficial. The two Templars who had been given the gem immediately set off, apparently trying to catch up with the group of Areth who had left last night, and after Rosie told them to be safe, he looked at the prayer bar again, which increased by 2.3%, only half of yesterday's level.

He closed his eyes and pondered, a little puzzled, but he had a faint intuition.

It may be that the first money solves the urgent needs of the church, and the second money, although also important, is not as time-sensitive as the first money.

Such an explanation may explain the different reasons for the increase in the progress bar, and it seems that more attempts are needed.

It's just that he only has 20,000 gold coins left in his hand now, and there are other uses, and he can't come up with more money to experiment with these ideas for a while.