They rode in a carriage to the western part of the city, and along the way they came across a church cemetery, where there were many people, a priest was holding a funeral, and not far from them, two men were fighting to the death with swords.

"Let's go over and see." He said to the coachman.

"Yes sir." The coachman nodded.

The carriage came to the church, and he got out of the car and walked into the cemetery, and he asked the people around him what it was doing, but no one paid attention.

When one person killed the other, the crowd cheered, and then someone buried the dead in the cemetery.

The crowd dispersed, and a corpse collector was in charge of cleaning up the scene, and when Pusher walked over to question him, he answered Pusher's question in the face of the gold coin.

"It's not unusual, it's an aristocratic tradition that has been handed down from the imperial era, when the master dies, his two beloved slaves will duel at the grave, and the loser will be buried together, and that's it." The corpse collector said.

"Isn't this a burial?" Ask.

"Then ask the Governor and the Council why this is allowed to happen." The corpse collector glanced at him when he heard this.

He wanted to go to the church to ask what was going on, but the priest in the church looked at him coldly, and then closed the door of the church with a bang.

He glanced at the church twice, then turned around and got into the carriage, which continued to drive towards the interior of Xicheng District.

"Is this Xicheng District? It looks like he's very rich. ”

Looking at the shops on the street, "Especially since there are no dead people on the street." ”

"What you see is just appearances, this is the territory of black market merchants, the coolie unions don't come here, and the corpses on the streets are often taken away by heretics as soon as they fall." The leader beside him looked down at the street and said, "There are heretics from time to time, and I know there is a daily market here, so if we want to find them, go there." ”

"Then let's go there." Hearing this, he nodded.

"Hmm." The leader nodded, but there was some hesitation on his face.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I've heard that in hell or the abyss, it's all layered, each layer has its own lord, and they rarely go to war, and now we go to find those heretics, is it considered to have encroached on their territory?" The leader asked worriedly, "Wouldn't this be contrary to the rules of hell?" Thus subjecting us to the hostility of other heretics? ”

"But this is the human world, the place of God's faith, and they are doing things in cities with churches, so we naturally want to take a look." Hearing this, he smiled, "Don't worry, I used to consult them to see if I could restrain myself, and I don't have to fight." ”

The carriage stopped on a back street, and the others got out of the car, and after a short time under the leadership of the leader, they came to the market, and saw a group of children surrounding a girl who was blowing bubbles, touching the colorful soap bubbles with their hands.

And in the middle of a few stalls selling groceries on the side of the road, a little girl with a hooded turban is reaching out to stroke the mud ball, and two young men with strange bones are worshipping her.

"Big dog, don't run, look at my enchanted spear!"

Two little boys with snot bubbles riding brooms under their crotches, holding wooden poles in their hands that don't know what they were stained on, chased the earth dog past the dog, and the market was in chaos.

"The children here like to play so much, it seems that they can always come into contact with heresy in their daily lives." He turned back to the leader, but the latter stood in front of him with a startled expression, and with a snap, a rotten persimmon smashed into his face.

"This is the fruit of the goddess of wisdom, get out of here, you filthy gods!"

Stretching out his hand to push away the leader who was wiping his face, he squatted down and looked at this little kid who was not much taller than his knees, revealing a terrifying expression, "Who said I was a god, I was a demon!" ”

"Wow! Sister Semoya: Someone bullied me! When the little kid saw his terrifying expression, he was instantly frightened and cried, and he hurriedly sat on the ground and began to cry, and then saw two young men, a man and a woman, rushing out of a certain room.

"Hey! Deacon! Get out of there! The girl straightened her clothes as she ran, and when she got to the little boy, she first picked him up, and then glared angrily at the man in front of her, with a look of disgust.

"You may not believe it, but he attacked us first." He explained.

"So what, you're not welcome here, get out of here!" The boy stepped forward, still holding a clay pot in his hand, and he looked like he would call you a bear face if he didn't leave.

"I have been appointed by the governor and the church to look for heresies, but what about your lords?" Masturbation asked.

"There is no heresy here." When the boy heard this, his arms were slightly bulging and he was about to run away at any time, but the girl holding the little kid stopped him, and then looked at him and said sincerely, "Here are some children who have heard legends, you don't want to send these children to the stake, do you, the citizens will believe it?" ”

"Of course not, I don't think that the heresy in Xicheng District will not refer to them." Scratching his head, he looked at the leader on the side, and the leader looked at the girl, "You should be those heretic children who are active in the dark, right?" ”

"So what?" Hearing this, the girl looked at the others and said, "When we first planned it, we negotiated that this street was mine, and you have no right to ask about our affairs." ”

"But I've heard that not only this street, but also other streets sometimes people disappear for no reason." The leader glared at the girl and said, "What do you say?" ”

"It's full of gangs and drunkards, who do you ask me and I ask?" The girl glanced at the leader, "Hurry up, or the consequences are not something you can bear." ”

"I'd like to meet you guys who can talk, and have a good talk." Seeing this, he frowned and said, "I'm an assistant deacon of the church. ”

"What if you're a priest, a bunch of filthy and black-hearted things, you're not qualified to say heresy!"

"How do you know I'm like that? Name one place, and I'll leave immediately. "If you can't tell, let me go to your leader." ”

"Isn't it enough that the West End church is lascivious, extorting money, and helping the nobles hold slave duels?" The girl said dismissively.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Ask.

"Because you're a clergyman!" The girl laughed, "It's like you ask dead people in other neighborhoods what they have to do with me." ”

"I didn't think this task would be so difficult." Hearing this, he frowned, and the leader on the side suggested when he saw this, "Otherwise, if we kill these little ones, then it is estimated that those old ones will take the initiative to find us at that time." ”

"Is that so?" Hearing this, he looked at the leader, who had a fierce look in his eyes.

"I'm fighting with you!" The boy behind him changed his face when he heard this, and he was about to raise his hand immediately, but the elites who had been on guard for a long time immediately took action and directly pressed him to the ground like a puppet.