The ashes of the coals in the fireplace emitted puffs of residual heat, keeping the room warm, except for the occasional chill of wind blowing in from the open window.

"On the 1st of November, Mr. Jacob made a donation of 5 shillings."

In the hut at the back of the church, Ma Wei sat at the table, using a quill dipped in ink to record today's income, although he did not have the habit of keeping a diary, but keeping accounts was still essential, which could effectively remind him of the source and destination of each money.

The book was densely filled with dates, names, and amounts of money, and in October alone, the Church of Truth earned 25 gold pounds, 3 shillings, and 11 pence, or about 300 pounds a year, just touching the threshold of the middle class.

There are four main types of currency in the Kingdom of Windsor, the highest price is the gold pound, 1 gold pound can be exchanged for 20 silver shillings, 1 shilling can be exchanged for 12 copper pence, and 1 pence can be exchanged for 4 French sins.

This income was earned by Mavi through his own labor, and he did not levy a tithe tax on the believers, because he understood that the believers of a church were not only those who were rich, but also the poor people with low incomes, or even those who did not have enough to eat, and that imposing a fee would not only ruin the reputation of the church, but also make it difficult for the church to penetrate into the hearts of the people and quickly gain a foothold in the town.

Therefore, when Mavi came to New Ross, he immediately announced that all the help provided by the church was free and he did not take a penny.

Not only that, in the early days of the church, he also paid out of his own pocket, regularly gave relief to the poor, opened a Sunday school, gave free classes to children in New Ross City, and held an essential mass every Friday.

"It's been three years...."Putting down the pen, Ma Wei looked out the window, looking at the blue sky, and sighed with some embarrassment.

Three years ago, he traveled into this world.

Ma Wei's real name is Ma Wei, as a psychology college student, he chose to become a graduate student in the Department of Philosophy, because he found that philosophy and psychology are inseparable, and if you want to explore human psychology more deeply, you must study philosophy.

But in the year he was about to graduate, he was diagnosed with glioblastoma, and in the last year of his life, although he was suffering from illness, the persistence of his family and the warmth of his classmates and friends made him feel that he was actually very lucky, at least much better than those poor people who were abandoned.

At the last moment of his life, he chose to close his eyes and greet death peacefully, but....

The crisp sound of the gavel woke him up.

Ma Wei, who inherited the memory of the original body, also knew the ins and outs of the matter.

Mavi Enders, the deputy commander of the fleet of St. Martiel, through the privateer certificate issued by King Rhodes IV of Windsor, specialized in robbing the ships of the Popon Kingdom, frantically amassing wealth, their fleet can be said to be invincible, killing from the northern territorial waters of the Popon Kingdom to the south, and then killing back, making a lot of money, even the hull waterline sank by one meter.

Originally, everything was going well, but when Ma Wei searched for the memories of the original body, he found that....

The real reason why they angered the Bourbon royal family and caused King Ivan XIV of Bourbon, together with several other allies, to organize a huge fleet of hundreds of ships to ambush them in the Perea, which was necessary to return to the Kingdom of Windsor, seemed to be because they had robbed a church 'merchant ship'.

The original logbook contains the following words:

"On October 1st, we were on our voyage when we encountered a storm, and after the storm subsided, a merchant ship under the banner of the Cult of Wisdom passed in front of us.... We are stupid, and so are they. ”

"On October 3, after a day and a night of pursuit, we managed to intercept the merchant ship .... No, it was by no means a merchant ship, they had the most seasoned sailors and experienced captains, and after inspection, we found gold in the cabin! Countless gold! Oh my God, they must have found a treasure somewhere! ”

"On October 4th, when we were counting the spoils of war, we found a stone tablet in the midst of the gold, on which were recorded obscure ancient texts, and if the bishop of the Cult of Wisdom had not vomited blood and died last night, we might have been able to decipher one or two..."

The rest of the journal is all gossip and no nutrition, except for the last one that says something useful.

"On October 25, we were surrounded... The enemy was three times more numerous than ours, blocked the entrance to the strait, Captain Crowley was shot and fell into the sea during the naval battle, the privateer certificate was on his body, and if there was no certificate, maybe .... We can't go home before the New Year. ”

Without a privateer certificate, the successor commander Mavi Enders could not prove that the Saint-Martiel's fleet was a law-abiding 'just fleet', and after being caught, the Bourbon Royal Court convicted the Saint-Martiels fleet of pirates as quickly as possible, and hanged them alive on the gallows on the banks of the Rhine.

The executioner even viciously made people change to short ropes to make 138 members of the fleet, including Mavi Enders, die in agony.

When the rope was wrapped around his neck, Ma Wei still couldn't understand that it was the original body that committed the crime, what did it have to do with him?!

Fortunately, a minute before the execution, the commander-in-chief Toure Crowley, who was shot and fell into the sea, miraculously appeared on the execution ground, and took out the privateer certificate soaked in sea water but could vaguely recognize the words in public, he did not abandon his crew, this smart and brave move, and successfully saved Mavi Enders and others.

After all, the executioner himself understands that if he does not stop the execution, then he is the one who will be held accountable for the Bourbon royal family.

Later, Mavi Enders returned to the Kingdom of Windsor with the rest of his crew, and although King Rhodes IV did not take a good look at them because he did not bring back the gold and silver treasures, the king praised them for their bravery in the naval battle, and awarded them the Royal Badge of Honor.

It wasn't long before he heard that the Kingdom of Windsor had signed a declaration of naval warfare with several other seafaring powers, including the Kingdom of Popang, abolishing the privateer regime forever.

Fatherless, motherless, and unwilling to live a hard life at sea, Marvey refused to continue serving in the Royal Navy, and when he found out that this was a world of religious freedom and many churches, he took the wealth he had accumulated, said goodbye to Commander Toure Crowley, and went to New Ross alone to establish the Church of Truth.

After recalling the bits and pieces of the past three years, Ma Wei walked to the basin, stared at the face in the reflection, and laughed at himself after a while: "I didn't expect to change my body and become handsome...."

Young and handsome priest - this is what the women of New Ross say about him.

Very pertinent.

Well.

After washing his face, Ma Wei took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and found that it was close to three o'clock in the afternoon, so he quickly picked up the black coat made of pure wool and calf-length hanging on the shelf, put it on the outside of the priest's robe named Dalaris, and put on a bowler hat, and the standard winter outing match was completed.

After fiddling with the red five-pointed star necklace on his chest, Ma Wei returned to the church and said to the two cats, one orange and one black:

"Fat orange and little black, I'll go to the market, and I'll leave the housekeeping to you."

"Meow~"

Xiao Hei sat obediently at the door, watching the passers-by outside the door, as if anyone dared to enter the church to steal something, let its sharp claws print on your face first.

Fat Orange is different, it exhales from its nose, its tail flicks under the window, its eyelids don't bother to lift, it seems to be responding and snoring, and it is cold like a woman who doesn't love you.

A woman with balls.

The two cats, one orange and one black, are stray cats adopted by Ma Wei, Fat Orange was not so fat back then, when Ma Wei first met it, it was covered with scars, emaciated, lying in the alley next to the church licking its wounds, seeing that it was pitiful, Ma Wei wanted to feed it something to eat, but Fat Orange didn't even look at the food he gave, until Ma Wei began to prepare dinner, it came out of the corner, picked up the raw meat on the table and ran.

Don't give alms, this is the experience that Ma Wei and Fat Orange have gained from getting along for three years.

As for Xiao Hei, it was not discovered by Ma Wei, but one night two years ago, a kitten less than two months old brought back by Fat Orange, Ma Wei was surprised to find that Fat Orange would share the food he grabbed with Xiao Hei, since then, Fat Orange has a little more fan brother, Xiao Hei has a more reliable fat big brother, Ma Wei has two more cats, and the 'pressure' of life has increased sharply.

In this era when there are not many entertainment activities, petting cats seems to be one of the few joys left.

The church is located at the end of Kerr Strasse, a working-class southern city area just across the street from the centre of the city where the gentry and knights lived.

In order to settle down here, Ma Weike spent a lot of money, buying this abandoned church and renovating it cost him 2,500 gold pounds, and his net worth immediately shrunk by half.

But Marvey did not regret his decision, and he calculated that renting a church of the same size in New Ross would cost at least 10 gold pounds a week, which translates to almost 500 gold pounds a year in rent alone, compared to the fact that a one-time purchase cost less.

What's more, New Ross City is located at the junction of the Barrow River and the Knoll River, extending in all directions, only because of the great famine nine years ago, which caused this land to be sparsely populated and housing prices plummeted, but as time goes by, the population will always recover one day, and the plummeting housing prices can also rise.

As it turned out, Ma Wei's idea was right, with the completion of the railway, New Ross City, which has a flat terrain and advantages in river and land transportation, suddenly became a hot southern city, prospering at the same time, housing prices are also changing with each passing day.

Nowadays, 2,500 pounds can't buy such a large church.

Standing on the side of the street, Mavi took out a whistle, put it to his mouth and blew it twice.

The shrill whistle drifted into the distance with the cold wind, and in a few moments, a Hansam two-wheeled carriage stopped in front of him under the driver's drive, and the coachman in a gray trench coat sat high at the back of the carriage, holding the whip and reins in one hand, and lifting the brim of his hat with the other: "Father, is this the carriage you called?" ”

"Go to Bill Market." Ma Wei got into the car and said.

In the southernmost part of Silla City, where a large number of poor workers gathered, the so-called poor area, where thieves and robbers were synonymous, and the commercial center of Ross Avenue with patrolling police and luxurious decoration was a world away from the rich people would not go to that kind of place, but Ma Wei felt that not only was the price cheaper than Ross Boulevard, but it always surprised him.

"Today I was going to buy olive oil, a little salt, rosemary, beef and onions, tomatoes, fresh fish.... By the way, I had to send some bread to the orphanage. ”

On the slightly swaying carriage, Mavi took advantage of the sunlight to flip through the notebook in his hand, he maintained the operation of the church alone, he was very busy every day, he had little time to cook, and many times he would enjoy three meals at the house of Mrs. Cecil, who also lived alone next door, for which he would pay 10 shillings a week for food, as for Mrs. Cecil, she was a very kind and kind woman, and she was also very good at cooking, but....

In Ma Wei's opinion, the three meals a day in the Windsor Kingdom are no different from dark cuisine, which can be eaten, but they are never delicious.

This is no longer a matter of good or bad cooking.

So sometimes, Ma Wei will pick a time when he is not very busy, cook by himself, and open a small stove for himself.

Hansam's two-wheeled carriage drove unhurriedly on the dirt road, and the coachman standing behind the carriage hummed a peasant tune with taste, skillfully maneuvering the carriage to avoid pedestrians crossing the road, and only when he passed by Clarence's four-wheeled carriage would he stop humming, squint at the other party, and curse a fool in a very small voice.

The former found the four-wheeled carriage noisy, dark and uncomfortable, and only a fool would choose it, while the latter thought that the two-wheeled carriage was a fool lying in the cold wind and eating ashes, without any grace.

Maybe it's all right, or maybe it's neither.

At 3:30 p.m., in the rare sunlight, the Hansam two-wheeled carriage came to the southernmost Bill Market, and after slowly stopping at the street entrance, the coachman jumped out of the back compartment and opened the door for Mavi himself: "Father, the fare is 9pence." ”

The starting price of a two-wheeled carriage is 6 pence, which is the same price for a three-kilometre radius, and after three kilometres, it is calculated at a price of 3 pence per kilometre, and the four-wheeled carriage is twice as expensive, the same as the price of the royal capital.

Mavi took out his wallet, took out nine copper-colored coins engraved with Rhodes IV like shillings, and handed them to the coachman.

"I wish you all the best."

After making sure that the number was correct, the coachman carefully put the coin into the inside of his coat, and Mali climbed into the back compartment, raised his hat and saluted Mavi, turned the front of the car, and left quickly.

He didn't expect to be able to get customers at Bill Market, there weren't many people in the poor area who could afford a horse-drawn carriage, and the neighborhood of Ross Avenue was a good place to get customers.

The air was mixed with soot and a strange stench, the ground was wet, and in the dark, damp alley not far away, a group of idle men in ill-fitting velvet jackets were staring intently at Mavi.

However, after a few glances, they chose to withdraw their gaze and let go of this 'fat sheep' who was dressed in a lot of clothes.

Because there were a few children dressed like them, who looked to be 12 or 3 years old, and their faces were dirty, they ran in front of Ma Wei.

"Priest!"

The leader was a freckled boy named Maimaiti, who grew up in an orphanage and went out to work at the age of 9, perhaps because he didn't bask much in the sun, his face looked a little pale, his body was thin like a hemp rod, and only a pair of gray eyes were bright.

Behind him were two men and a woman, both of whom were the same age as Maimaiti.

"Maimaiti, Amo, Frederick, Sarah..."Mavi pronounced their names and smiled, "Good afternoon." ”

"Good afternoon, Father!" The four of them said in unison.

"Didn't you go to work in a garment factory?"

Ma Wei asked suspiciously, "If you didn't sweep away the fluff and fill the coils, those huge hand spinning machines wouldn't be able to function properly." ”

"The new loom purchased by Mr. Albert has arrived, and it will take half a day to install and debug, and all the workers are on vacation!"

Sarah, the girl with a ponytail, replied, "There is no need for help at the orphanage, so Maimaiti suggested that we come to the market..."

"Sarah!"

In the midst of Maimaiti's loud scolding, Sara shrunk her neck and stopped her mouth in time.

In fact, there is no need for her to say, Ma Wei also knows what the four of them are doing when they come to the market.

Most of the children in the orphanage are incapable of working and waiting to be adopted, and it is not easy to feed so many people, so older children like Maimaiti need to go out to work to earn extra money.

Albert Hausen was a conscientious boss, but his factory was a small workshop, and he could only pay the children who worked as handymen 8 shillings a week, or 1 pound 12 shillings a month, and the vast majority of the wages had to be paid to the grandmothers in the orphanage, so the four of them would take advantage of the rest time to run to the crowded bazaars and do some petty theft.

Of course, Ma Wei knows that stealing is wrong, and they know it, but what can they do?

To be moral to a hungry person is inherently immoral.

"You're just in time."

Ma Wei said: "You helped me clean the church last time, so this time I want to invite you to eat, what do you want to eat?" ”

Sarah's eyes lit up: "Lots and lots of sweet, buttery bread!" ”

"Okay, let's go."

Taking Sarah's hand, Mavi led Mamaiti and them through the bustling bazaar to Madame Mel's bakery.

As soon as you enter the door, the rich aroma of wheat comes to your face.

"Welcome...."

Mrs. Mel, who was busy behind the counter, heard the bell ringing at the door, and immediately put down the dough she kneaded, removed the sleeves full of wheat flour, lifted the curtain, and walked out of the back room.

"Father Mavi, you're here again."

Seeing the person who came, Mrs. Mel's smile was even deeper, and even the folds at the corners of her eyes were a little deeper.

As a regular customer, Mavi would come to the bakery every week to buy a lot of bread and butter, most of which she would send to the orphanage, and thanks to this action, Mrs. Mel not only became a believer in the Church of Truth, but the bread was also sold at a very low price.

The people of the South End grew up eating Mrs. Mel's bread – there is a saying that circulates on Beale Street.

"120 pounds of wheat bread, 24 pounds of butter, the same as before."

As the name suggests, wheat bread is wheat bread, all made from wheat flour, and the price of 1 pound or a pound is 3 pence.

In addition to wheat bread, Mrs. Mel's bakery also has a wheat bread mixed with bran, which is also known as brown bread.

This bread is the outside and dry on the inside, and it is a third cheaper than regular wheat bread, selling for only 2p per pound.

But....

If the eaters were adults, Ma Wei would definitely choose the cheaper black bread, but most of the orphanages are young children, and black bread is too difficult for them to swallow.

"That's 2.4 gold pounds in total." Mrs. Mel immediately said the price.

Originally, the price of 1 pound of butter was 10 pence, but for Marvi's sake, Mrs. Mel was 1 pence cheaper.

"Get me another 3 pounds of sweet butter."

Mavi smiled, counted two gold-plated coins and five silver shillings from his wallet and placed them on the table: "I promised to treat them to bread with lots and lots of sweet butter. ”

"Understood."

Mrs. Melle smiled knowingly, turned and went into the back room, and in less than half a minute she returned with a plate of milk toast smeared with thick butter.

She handed the plate of toast to Maimaiti and said with a smile, "I also invite you to eat bread, it is still hot, and it will not taste good when it is cold." ”

"Yay!"

Sara cheered, and the three of them couldn't wait to pick up a slice of toast and take a big bite.

"Thank you, Mrs. Mel." Mavi took off his hat and put it on his chest.

"Thank you, Father." Mrs. Mel did not wear a hat, so she pressed her palm to her chest and said, "Truth is supreme." ”

"Truth comes first."

.......................................

"What is truth?"

"Truth is the light of the avenue that can make all false lies and hypocritical statements disappear, it exists in our hearts, it is the unavoidable pity when we see suffering, it is the sweat of the simple laborer.... It is also a flying insect yearning for light under the street lamp on the street. ”

"People are confused because they have not discovered the light of truth, and for those who are at a loss and have no direction, Yunia, the goddess of truth, can always break through the fog and guide them on the way."

At night, Ma Wei lay down in front of the table, with the help of the kerosene lamp lit in the corner of the table, and wrote the "Book of Truth", which is the fundamental and absolute top priority of the ideas conveyed by the church, and cannot be sloppy in the slightest.

Three years ago, the Book of Truth was still in its infancy, but in the intervening years, Ma Wei has gradually perfected and filled it, and today there are hundreds of pages of the Book of Truth.

It contains not only Ma Wei's commentary on the truth, but also the stories he carefully compiled.

"Meow~"

At some point, Xiao Hei jumped on the table and lay on his back in front of Ma Wei, his four furry paws flicking in unison with the quill, and he couldn't stop.

Whenever this happens, Ma Wei will stop his pen, pick up Xiao Hei, and rub it on its back a few times with a damp cloth prepared in advance.

In the next hour, Ma Wei will only be able to see the back of Xiao Hei busily licking his hair.

In terms of being a man, he has too much experience.

After writing the Book of Truth, he took out his carving knife again, took out a wooden statue from a drawer, and began to carve it slowly.

Ma Wei had planned to carve some small statues of the goddess Unia and give them to the devotees, but due to his lack of skill, he only completed this one statue in the past year.

"Alas, I'm ashamed to send it out in this way, so let's go and prepare holy water...."

Half an hour later, Ma Wei looked at his results with an expression that could not be described.

The palm-sized wooden statue has no place to see the whole body except the head, but after all, it is his own hard work, and it is a pity to lose it.

Shaking his head, Mavi draped the idol in a white cloth and put it in a drawer, along with a quill and inkwell, before going to the first floor, where he picked up a pot of water in the bathroom and heated it on the coal stove in the kitchen.

Goo....

The water quickly boiled, and when the lid of the pot was lifted, the translucent heat was billowing up, and Ma Wei quickly plucked a few leaves from the mint potted plant planted on the windowsill and threw them into the pot, and after boiling it again for a few minutes, a pot of refreshing holy water was made.

As part of his daily homework, Ma Wei enjoys the process of making holy water, because he can drink a cup of black tea after the water boils.

That's the taste of home.

Squeak....

Just as Ma Wei closed his eyes and tasted the fragrance of black tea, the kitchen door suddenly opened, there was no one at the door, it was quiet in the dark, and no sound could be heard.

"Meow!"

Ma Wei felt that something was pulling at the hem of his trousers, he picked up the kerosene lamp and shone it under the table, and found Xiao Hei and Fat Tang standing at his feet, biting his pants and dragging them hard, and his screams were full of anxiety.

"What's wrong with you?"

In the face of the two cats that were abnormal, Ma Wei was very puzzled, he bent down to pick up Xiao Hei, and the fat orange began to bite his trouser legs, and finally he really had no choice, so he simply hugged the two together.

"Blackie, you.... Shivering? ”

Holding Xiao Hei in his arms, Ma Wei found that his body was trembling, as if he had been greatly frightened, his eyes were wide, and his hair exploded.

Nothing like this has ever happened before.

Fat Tangerine is quite calm.

There was a shrill cry outside, and Ma Wei turned his head to see that the kitchen windowsill was covered with crows, and their dark eyes were dripping with blood.

Ma Wei took a step back in shock and hit the table, the pain from his waist made him tremble, he didn't know what was happening, but the tingling sensation on his scalp told him....

By no means a good thing.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound under his feet, the earth began to swell, the houses swayed from side to side, dust fell from the rooftops, and the kitchen utensils in the cupboards clanged, like a ship in a storm in the middle of the night, and the whole world began to shake.

Earthquake!

Ma Wei's face changed, he didn't think about it, he rushed towards the window with the fat orange little black in his arms, the experience of sailing on the sea for many years gave him a little strength to fight in the face of sudden situations such as earthquakes, he took the steps of Captain Jack, jumped forward, pushed away the crows with his back, and turned out of the window.

The kitchen is on the first floor, and the window edge is only one meter above the ground, so as long as there are no obstacles, this height is basically not harmful.

Mavi landed on his back and rolled and unloaded, but as soon as he stood up and had not recovered from his dizziness, he saw a frightened horse dragging the carriage and crashing into it.

At the last moment, he dodged and dodged, narrowly avoiding the frantic horse, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that there was no other danger.

Oddly enough, the earthquake seemed to last less than half a minute, and Mavi had just jumped out of the window before it ended.

After a short period of dead silence, a number of people poured out of the surrounding houses, wearing only flannel pajamas and disheveled hair, looking frightened.

"Priest!"

Hearing the call from behind him, Mavi turned around and saw Mrs. Cecil, who lived next door, running barefoot towards him without even shoes, and said with a pale face, "What happened just now?" ”

"It's supposed to be an earthquake."

Mavi looked up at the sky, where there were no stars, no moon, thick dark clouds obscured the sky, darkness covered the whole city of New Ross, only the gas lamps standing on the side of the street brought a glimmer of light and warmth.

Ma Wei had never seen this kind of vision of heaven and earth, and when he thought of the blood and tears black crow that appeared on the windowsill, he was vaguely flustered.

"Mrs. Cecil, please call all the neighbors, if it is an earthquake, there may be aftershocks."

"I see."

Although Mrs. Cecil did not quite understand what aftershocks were, she could roughly guess from the priest's solemn face that aftershocks must be terrible.

At the call of Mrs. Cecil, the window knockers who lived on the corners of the streets, armed with a slender bamboo pole, knocked on the windows from house to house until they woke up all the neighbors.

Dozens of people gathered at the entrance of the church, shivering with thick wool felt wrapped around their bodies to ward off the cold wind.

"Priest .... When will we be able to go home? Someone asked tremblingly.

"Wait another hour."

Ma Wei took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "Aftershocks may occur within an hour, a day, a week, or even a month after the earthquake, or they may not occur at all.... I don't know exactly when, but it's always good to wait. ”

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, the aftershocks did not occur, even the oppressive dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone on the earth again like a silver veil, seeing this scene....

Ma Wei's hanging heart was finally relaxed.

"Mrs. Cecil, please go to my kitchen and make some ginger tea to warm everyone."

After saying that, Ma Wei turned to look at the neighbors gathered together, most of whom were believers in the Church of Truth:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the crisis has been lifted for the time being."

The believers had a smile of surprise on their faces, but Ma Wei's next sentence made them worry again.

"After returning home, you must carefully inspect the house, especially the beams and walls, if there are cracks, you must repair them as soon as possible, otherwise there is a possibility of collapse at any time."

"One...... Is it going to collapse? Someone asked weakly.

Ma Wei frowned: "You should think about the consequences of the collapse of the house, not take chances. ”

"As for the repair fee, you don't have to worry, as expressed in the Book of Truth, the kind Goddess Unia will shelter her followers, and as long as the report is true, the Church of Truth is willing to bear the full cost of repairs."

Ma Wei firmly believes that only words that have taken concrete actions can be reliable.

If you want to grow a church, you can't just rely on verbal checks, especially in this era of all major religions, and you have to pay a price to stand out.

Those who are altruistic, those who want to be in their hearts, and those who want in their hearts, will have gains.

Only those who are short-sighted will be entangled in the gains and losses of temporary interests.

The aftermath work was busy until 1 o'clock in the morning, Ma Wei dragged his tired body home, fell asleep, and the fat orange little black nestled next to his pillow, curled up with his paws, and closed his eyes.

2 a.m.

Da Da Da Da .... Da Da Da Da ....

In a daze, Ma Wei was woken up, he vaguely heard the sound of running in the corridor, very soft, running to the left for a while, running back for a while, as if he was doing some exercise.... Wait a minute!

The sound of running?!

Ma Wei sat up in an instant, pricked up his ears and listened...

Da Da Da Da ....

Da Da Da Da ....

There are people outside the room!

Damn it!

Ma Wei broke out in a cold sweat, he lived alone, how could there be anyone at home?

Fat orange and little black ran without a sound!

Could it be a thief?

"Fat orange! Fat orange! ”

Subconsciously, Ma Wei wanted to wake up the cats who had to sleep next to his pillow every night, intending to let them 'sweep the array' for him.

To ask why....

Of course, it's because Fat Orange is very capable of fighting.

Waiting for three or five cats to get close to it, the street bully is talking about fat oranges!

But he touched the void.

I don't know when, the two cats sleeping next to his pillow are gone.

He was the only one left in the room, and outside the empty door, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Taking a deep breath, Ma Wei calmed himself down, although he was a liberal arts student, he didn't like sports in his previous life, but the owner of this body was the deputy commander of the fleet, an absolute combat talent, and Ma Wei, who inherited all the memories of the original body....

The force value is not low.

So Ma Wei tiptoed out a small wooden box from under the bed, opened the lock, and took out an old-fashioned flintlock pistol engraved with a floral pattern and pure silver from it.

The black powder in the powder jar was poured into a measuring device made of horns, and after screening the amount, it was then filled into the chamber, and then Ma Wei took out a 49 mm projectile, put it in the muzzle of the 50 mm caliber together with the spacer, and poked the projectile into the chamber with a short stick, and after making sure that the projectile was in close contact with the black powder, the shooting work was ready.

I don't know if Ma Wei accidentally made a noise when he stabbed the projectile too hard or what, the sound of running in the hallway disappeared, replaced by the creaking of stairs.

The other party went downstairs!

After obtaining this key information, Ma Weiti did not light the kerosene lamp on the side, and raised his feet to chase after him.

Crunch... Crunch...

The rainy climate for many years makes the humidity in the air extremely high, and the speed of decay of the stairs is also very fast, and it is inevitable to make a sound when stepping on it.

Ma Wei held a kerosene lamp in one hand and a flintlock pistol in the other, and chased the sound ahead without hurrying or slowing.

The safest way at the moment is to find a way to get out of the house and seek help from the patrolling police, which can ensure that Ma Wei survives the night safely.

But....

What about tomorrow?

A weak master, will the thief be afraid?

So Ma Wei chose the second solution: use a strong attitude to scare the other party away.

He has a gun, and even if it's just one bullet, it's enough for deterrence.

On the other hand, after hearing the gunshot, the thief chose to turn around and flee, which means that the other party is afraid, at this time, Ma Wei must not retreat, he must chase after him, but he can't catch up, deepening the fear in the other party's heart.

Confuse the other person's thinking!

Make the other person emotionally nervous!

Constantly stimulate each other's psychological boundaries!

When these three are combined, the other party will inevitably develop fear.

It's like a horror game - Escape.

Psychological game, Ma Wei has never lost.

A minute later, Mavi arrived at the church.

The church was silent, the moonlight shining through the colorful glass, the benches on the backrests were empty, and the floor tiles were splashed with water.

The water stain spread from the baptistery, which made Ma Wei wonder, why did the thief scatter the holy water everywhere?

Just when he was puzzled, an orange shadow walked leisurely in front of him.

Fat orange.

Seeing the fat orange, Ma Wei's whole person is not good, there are thieves in the house, you don't care if you don't ask, what's the matter with suddenly jumping out and being scary?

Who's the master?

But Fat Orange's next move made Ma Wei's eyelids jump suddenly.

It walked over to the confessional, sat down, yawned with a big mouth, and then stared at the confessional.

There's someone inside!

Ma Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at the kerosene lamp in his hand.

The confessional is made of pure wood, and if you light a kerosene lamp and smash it into the confessional....

He will be invincible.

At this moment, the other party is probably observing himself through the window of the confessional room.

Burn... Or not burned?

But this idea only lasted for a moment, and was denied by Ma Wei.

Fat Orange squatted in front of the confessional door, if he smashed the kerosene lamp over, of course, he could solve the thief, but Fat Orange was bound to set himself on fire, in this era, burned people or animals....

It usually ends badly.

After thinking for a moment, Ma Wei chose to light the kerosene lamp and put it on the bench next to him.

In the case where the enemy's position has already been determined, the light is bright, which can significantly increase the hit rate of the flintlock gun.

The advantage is in me.

The next step should be to expand the advantage.

Thinking of this, Ma Wei picked up the flintlock pistol, picked up the mop hidden behind the idol, and began to clean up the water stains on the ground.

He dragged and cursed, as if he was complaining about something, until the moment he approached the confessional....

He suddenly hooked the door of the confessional with a mop, drew a flintlock pistol with his right hand, and opened the door without giving the other party any time to react!

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the door slammed aside, and the faint light of the kerosene lamp illuminated the confessional room.

Inside sat a little girl wearing a white sheet, her face was like a carved jade, her dark blue eyes were full of innocence, and she was holding Xiao Hei in her arms, looking like...

There was a hint of familiarity.

After seeing Ma Wei, she immediately covered her eyes with her little hands and said with a smile: "Ah! Discovered by Dad! ”