The priest's lecture paused, and almost everyone turned to look at the young man who pushed open the church door.

Father Albert stepped down from the podium, walked to Zhou Jinru step by step, and said calmly: "Child, you have brought light. ”

A few thoughts flashed through Zhou Jinru's mind, and he took off his top hat: "I'm here to listen to your teachings, even if I don't push the door open, the light will not disappear." ”

"You may be seated."

The priest in a black robe waved his hand lightly, and the church door closed, and he turned back to the pulpit to continue explaining the scriptures, just a small episode in his work.

Zhou Jinru sat alone on the bench in the back row, and Father Albert's voice came into his ears, but he didn't want to listen, because he saw the priest's action of closing the door, and his palm was still four or five meters away from the door.

"There is no response to emotional perception, I can't detect his emotions, even when I was in San Martin, I can detect the emotions simulated by Lin Xiaoxi, who is a mechanical body......"

Zhou Jinru came to the Quiet Church for the second time, glanced at the priest, and was vigilant in his heart, this place was by no means as calm as it seemed.

He sat in the bench, bent down, supported his elbows on his knees, clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and made prayer movements, but in fact, his emotional perception continued to extend, gradually covering everyone, only sensing the vague source of emotions, and did not explore.

Emotional perception is a means, a tool, and by no means a cheater to listen to other people's secrets.

When the emotional sense came to the confessional room of the Quiet Church, it was as if he had hit a wall, and he could not continue to penetrate forward no matter what, Zhou Jinru chose to give up after two attempts, and he had already got the answer he wanted.

Father Albert's lecture lasted more than 40 minutes, and when the teachings in his hands were closed, the sound of the paper rattling came, and the people who listened carefully woke up like a dream, and their own spirits were soothed, as if they had fallen asleep on the grass in the warm afternoon, and the exhaustion and accumulated negative emotions dissipated, bathed in clear sunlight.

"Praise be to my Lord, and may all living beings live happily and peacefully in his light."

The priest concluded with the last sentence, and the big men in the front row got up, put their belongings in front of the donation box, and left.

By the time the vast majority of the population had left, a few wanderers with nowhere else to go occupied the corners, neither noisy nor disturbing, and in this winter, standing still would save heat, and the Church of Tranquility would provide some shelter.

Zhou Jinru sat upright and didn't get up, he raised his head and turned his sore neck, there was no Vena among the people who just walked over, maybe because it was morning, or there was still a march outside the Western Region, in short, the plan for the two people to meet was not realized for the time being.

Holding the doctrine in his arms, the priest turned his gaze to the young man who had come in at the end, and walked slowly, and their eyes quickly met.

"Mr. Albert."

In just two years, the priest's sideburns climbed to the hoarfrost, and he obviously remembered who Zhou Jinru was, and smiled: "Son, I can see that you are an upright man, and with your help, Mr. Shivaish will surely have a smooth career." ”

"No, Mr. Albert, I was almost killed in a restaurant three days ago, and I'm worried."

"Child, don't be afraid, since you are still alive, it means that the disaster is far away from you, you are an assertive person, you should know what to do, do what you want, remember, don't hurt the innocent."

The priest got up to leave, Zhou Jinru looked at his back as he walked out of the church, and the other party expressed a meaning to him, whoever intends to hurt you, you go to whomever you want, but don't hurt the innocent.

Is this the doctrine of God on earth, or is it the priest's own meaning?

Zhou Jinru did not leave immediately, he stood up straight, walked to the pulpit of the church, and noticed that there were two weapons with the atmosphere of the age enshrined there, a long sword on the right and a spear on the left.

"What is this, Holy Sword and Holy Spear?"

Even if the altar is not protected, he has no intention of approaching, and touching these things will usually have three consequences:

1. Fakes;

2. Accidentally break it and face a high fine;

3. Captain Hong mistakenly walked away from the demon;

In short, don't touch it if you can.

If he really hit the luck and touched the magic weapon, Zhou Jinru's first thought was definitely not that he was the chosen one.

Why is it useless for others to touch it, so you get it in your hand and become an artifact?

Most of them have become the puppets of the big guy without knowing it, how can there be any chosen people......

He withdrew his gaze and walked to the side of the confessional, where there should be more than one priest in the quiet church, Father Albert, and a gentle nun here, according to Hat Bill.

There is only one chair in the confessional room, and there is another room opposite the partition, I don't know if there is anyone or not.

Zhou Jinru sat in a chair, and a gentle voice immediately came from the opposite side: "What do you want to confess?" ”

I don't know why, hearing this voice, Zhou Jinru subconsciously said: "I confess, I have 139 girlfriends, and I may have a 140th lover." ”

There was an eerie silence on the other side of the partition, probably frightened by his words, and even Ming Yuexin, who had been sitting on his shoulder, couldn't help but beat it a few times with his small fist.

After a noticeable deep breath, the other side struggled to exercise restraint and said calmly, "Is there anyone in your heart that you can't forget?" ”

"Probably yes, I don't know, I have amnesia, I don't remember anything before."

This is a truth, Zhou Jinru said it involuntarily, he really forgot what happened before.

"Although your love is broad and there are many people you love, there will always be someone left in your heart, a name that you can't forget."

Zhou Jinru sat here, his mood was extremely relaxed, and he had no scruples when he spoke, he said casually: "I used to like to read a book of poems, about a prodigal son who went on adventures everywhere, he met one beautiful woman after another, the daughter of a tribal chief, the daughter of an imperial general, a lonely countess, and even maintained an intimate relationship with an empress, but he did not usher in the final ending, because the author died in a war of liberation." ”

"What are you talking about a collection of poems, do you want to be like that?"

Zhou Jinru said expressionlessly: "The name of the poetry collection is 'Don Juan', and few people have read it, as for whether you want to be like that, it's a little embarrassing to say...... Well, I do, Miss Adella, have you heard enough? ”