Walking through the dark, damp aisles again, the dungeon comes into view.

The cook skillfully bent down and threw the hard stone-like bread into it, and the sound of walking came out, and Qiu Li bent down and asked, "Who asked me for water last time?" ”

A timid voice sounded: "It's me, are you the kind sister Qiuli?" ”

"You're smart!" The last time the cook called her name, the girl remembered it.

"Hand over the bottle, you pour out the water in the bucket, I'll fill the bottle with water, you pour it into the bucket, transport it a few more times, it's all clean water." Akiri took the kettle off her back.

There are no keys, the iron railing is too high, and the food delivery port at the bottom is too low, so it can only send in the height of a bottle of water.

The sound of pouring water and nibbling bread came from the gloomy dungeon, and Akiri was silent, filling the bottle each time before handing it in......

Until the pot is empty.

"We're leaving, do you need anything?" Akiri asked softly.

"No need, thank you." The girl looked at her through the railing.

The cook pulled Qiu Li and walked out: "You can't look at them, they are weird, they are heretics, and they will be dementored!" ”

Autumn pear: ......

The cook lived with the doorman, and Qiuli walked back alone with the empty pot on her back.

In the empty corridor, there would be an oil lamp hanging on the wall every few meters or so, the light of the oil lamp flickered, and she looked at her shadow for a while in front and behind, and actually walked out of a bit of a strange feeling.

The rain fell again, slamming into the ground, and in a few moments, the whole church was covered in the sound of rain.

She was going to the kitchen to boil water and take a shower, and she was sweating today, and her underwear was very uncomfortable sticking to her body.

Akiri went back to the small room and put down the empty pot, and it was not too early, she walked to the kitchen.

In addition to the sound of rain, there were other sounds, and she was stunned for a moment, and she had already pushed open a gap in the kitchen door, and through the gap, she saw a man and a woman doing something unspeakable, and at the same time there was a voice that was extremely depressed.

Her heart panicked, and she was about to withdraw, when the woman turned her face sideways, her half-squinted eyes meeting her gaze.

Akiri quickly retreated without hesitation.

The woman in the kitchen is Tracey, and according to the cook, she is the owner of half of the land in this town, and her status is extremely noble.

Man, blonde hair, thin back, Qiu Li can guess who he is with his eyes closed.

Tomorrow morning, as soon as the church door opens, let's slip away, it's terrible...... Autumn pear, autumn pear, what kind of bath do you have nothing to do.

I just hope Tracey didn't see her face clearly.

Akiri picked up the pillow and listened to the sound of rain knocking from the small window, only to feel that everything here was so unreal.

I was nervous in the first half of the night, and I finally couldn't go well in the second half of the night, so I fell asleep with a pillow in my arms.

Before dawn, she was awakened by a knock on the door, and she sat up suddenly, and the rain outside the window did not know when it had stopped.

Qiu Li had a bad premonition, and opened the door slowly, and there were two black-clothed priests standing at the door.

"Take Akiri away." Mama's voice was indifferent, and there was a hint of clarity in her eyes.

"I ...... What crime have I committed? ”

"Your Excellency will personally inquire about your affairs." Mama stopped her questioning, and then lowered her voice: "You can plead your case with him, Lord Bishop is the fairest." ”

Mama stepped aside and nodded to the black-clad priest, her tall, fat figure standing in the shadows of the corridor, watching Akiri being taken out.

Akiri was locked up in the church's confessional room, fidgeting, and a black-clad priest stood by the door with a blank expression.

The bell rang three times in a row, which was the church's announcement that there was a public trial.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the people outside the church were already in groups of threes and twos, all residents of the town, and it didn't take long for the small market to be full of people watching the excitement.

The ground was damp, and it didn't take long for the flow of people to step on the ground at the entrance of the church.

There was no entertainment here, and the trial was the most popular thing for every townsman.

As soon as ten o'clock came, the church doors opened, and the townspeople flocked in.

Akiri was brought to the judgment seat.

Most of the people under the stage were dressed in tatters, but their expressions were strangely excited, as if they were looking at the slaughtered lamb, and those eyes made her a little creepy.

She saw her cheap big brother Qiuxia at a glance, he was also in the crowd, he was tall, half a head taller than the people around him, very eye-catching, he looked at Qiuli in trepidation, Qiuli looked away from his gaze.

The bishop first spoke a long list of doctrines, and after a long time, at least Akiri, who was standing on the stage, felt like a year, and he finally mentioned Akiri's crime: the use of witchcraft.

There was an uproar below, and from the noise came the shouts of Qiucia: "Impossible, my sister can't witchcraft!" ”

The bishop slapped the desk hard, and the voices around him fell silent.

The bishop's eagle-like eyes stared at the audience, and with a gesture, a black-clad priest stood up: "I will give her a chance to plead her case, and bring witnesses." ”

Qiu Li saw the cook walk in hesitantly through the side door, Qiu Li's heart was cold, and the cook avoided Qiu Li's gaze.

"Witness, say what you see." The bishop looked at the cook with a grim gaze.

"I'm in charge of delivering food to the prisoners in the dungeon, but in the past two days, Qiu Li must go with me, I can't stand her request, so I agreed, I'm guilty." The cook's voice trembled a little.

"You go on and say, and the Lord will forgive your sins." The archbishop's voice rang out again.

The cook seemed to have a backbone, and her face showed a hint of determination and fanaticism: "On the first night, she secretly handed the witch a bottle, and on the second night, she brought a lot of water into the bottle and gave it to the witch, and she looked at the witch directly!" ”

A black-clad priest stepped forward and placed a bottle on the bishop's desk.

The bishop turned the bottle around and looked at the mouth again, the cap was red with a letter printed on it: M.

He looked at Qiu Li coldly: "How do you explain it, I have never seen this thing, are you using it to pass witchcraft?" ”

"Ridiculous! That's just an ordinary plastic bottle! Qiu Li argued in her mouth, but she chuckled in her heart, has plastic not been invented in this world yet?

The bishop knocked the desk: "Your defense is invalid!" There are all human and physical evidence, and I pronounce the verdict: Qiu Li is convicted! ”

Qiu Li's heart was trampled by ten thousand grass and mud horses, and before she could continue to argue, her arms had been erected by two black-clothed priests, one left and one right, and in the chaos, she heard Qiu Xia shouting at her: "You are not guilty, I will appeal, you are not guilty!" ”

The sound was soon drowned out by the cacophony of the crowd.

Akiri was imprisoned in a dungeon, and the only thing she was glad for was that she was not handcuffed.

She has thought about countless crimes, but she never thought that it would be this one, the informant turned out to be the cook, and she was really careless in making friends, the timing of this arrest was too coincidental, if no one instructed her, she didn't believe it.

On the stone platform high above the ground in the dungeon, although the straw has changed color, it is still regarded as a treasure by several women, and at night, these can at least prevent the heat from losing too quickly.

Yesterday she was a benefactor, and today, like them, she is a prisoner.

If you stay in the dungeon for a long time, you will be as numb as them, deaf to the environment around you.

In the faint light on the stone platform, everyone lay in a row, skinny and boneless, indifferent to the new members who suddenly joined.

One of the girls saw her clearly, and suddenly stood up, her voice hoarse: "Is it Sister Qiuli?!" ”

"Well, it's me." Akiri sighed and sat down in the empty space of the stone platform.

"I knew it would be okay to search my water bottle in the morning!" The girl was about 17 or 8 years old, and her hair was knotted and pulled behind her ears, revealing a dirty face.

"It's all my fault." She crouched barefoot under Akiri and began to cry.

"It's none of your business, it's the big guy who wants to get rid of me."

A woman in the corner next to her sat up and said coldly, "They always do. ”

Her conversation and temperament are completely different from others.

She had a haggard countenance, dirty hair, a delicate countenance, and was about thirty years of age, and spoke in a way that showed that she had been well educated.

"My name is Akiri, what do you call my sister?" Akiri looked at the woman in front of her.

"I used to be called Eudora, and now, they call me a shrine maiden." The woman lifted a strand of her hair and hung the oil lamp on the wall, and the faint light illuminated Akiri's face, and her eyes shrank and looked at Akiri in disbelief.

"You're not like us." She whispered.

She stretched out her slender and delicate arm, and the palm of her hand touched her face: "Your fate is winding and long......"