Misunderstanding cleared.

The tense atmosphere was thus relaxed.

At this time, the air in the single room of the hotel is still stuffy.

But the old air conditioner hanging on the wall is already mustering up all its strength to blow cold air here.

"I don't really know who the kidnappers are, I guess I might have a vicious stepmother, or a brother fighting for family property or something, it doesn't matter, I don't plan to recognize my relatives anyway."

The door was closed, and the outsiders had been evacuated.

The priest and Andy were sitting on either side of the coffee table on the balcony.

One question, one answer.

"I haven't been in good health since I was a child, so my mother invited me to a master from the Far East, and I practiced my fists and feet when I had nothing to do. I also go to the shooting gallery often, and I have a cousin who runs this at home. ”

……

"I'm not sure if you know, the kung fu over there is basically all about hitting the vital point, and I'm used to doing this, so I won't go to other places when I encounter things."

……

"Flying an airplane? Oh, I haven't done this before, but I've read the pilot's manual, and there's no other way to do that than to do it - so far, I'm lucky. ”

“……”

“……”

After the injections of those three potions, Andy obviously returned to normal, although he still looked sick, but it did not affect his life.

His answer was thus fluent.

Before coming, Father Matthew had actually investigated the dark-haired boy in front of him.

So he can judge that many of these answers can match the boy's living environment.

But he didn't really care about all this, but just wanted to ease the atmosphere and shorten the distance between the two sides.

Seeing that the timing was right, the priest said in a deep tone, "So, can you tell me how you survived that catastrophe?" ”

It was a catastrophe, not an air crash, and Matthew's meaning was self-evident.

Of course he knew what was going on.

But he didn't quite understand why the boy was so calm at the time?

"The evil spirit?"

Andy didn't shy away from this, and shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, "Actually, I haven't encountered this kind of thing before, so I have a lot of experience in dealing with it." ”

"Haven't you encountered it less?"

Father Matthew was stunned and didn't believe it.

The reason is very simple, the world is actually very normal in general, and the supernatural and the transcendent class are not exposed to the public.

Evil spirits and even other dark monsters wreak havoc every year, and there are quite a few.

But the world is too big and the population is extraordinarily large.

On average, except for some special locations, people who encounter those monsters can basically be called unlucky.

An ordinary person, if he can encounter supernatural related things twice in his life, can be praised for bad luck.

Not to mention, there are many encounters in the boy's mouth......

"My mother, who is half Far Eastern, was obsessed with something called Nei Gong and was very fond of the mysterious folklore."

Andy explains: "It's fair to say that she tends to run and explore haunted places that others don't dare to approach. ”

"It's just that she's interested in herself, but she always brings me with her, because education starts with a baby."

The priest was speechless.

He thought the answer was, but he couldn't think it was fake.

Although there was an investigation, unless he went there himself and used the psychic to go through all the routes that the boy's mother had survived.

Otherwise, there will always be a lot of blank life experiences, and there will be no way for outsiders to understand.

However, it doesn't matter, Andy's past, although it interests him, is not the most important in comparison.

"What about the graffiti?" Matthew asked again.

Using one's own artistic talent to exorcise demons is not common sense, and normally speaking, ordinary people have no way of knowing.

But the one in front of him is very skilled.

"It's still my mother's idea."

Andy replied: "She once said that normal people can't resist mysterious forces at all, so instead of being tough, it's better to find a way to be soft." ”

"Soft?"

"Like, tell those monsters that I'm a good person."

The priest was stunned, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The graffiti in the cabin bathroom is dark, evil, even insane.

Normal people are estimated to be at risk of depression after watching it for a long time.

As a result, the person in front of me actually said that what those graffiti wanted to convey was actually that I am a good person?

This......

I guess only monsters can understand.

Does it seem reasonable to think about it this way?

Taking a deep look at Andy, Father Matthew wasn't going to dive into all of this.

In fact, after realizing what Andy's methods of expelling evil spirits were, he had already given up on understanding why the graffiti worked.

When he was younger, his mentor once spoke to him, and he felt it made sense.

Ordinary people, you can communicate with him normally and understand his words and deeds.

Excellent people, you will be amazed at his means, but if you think about it, it seems that you can also do it?

So began to be envious, or jealous.

And in front of genius, you will be hit and feel that the gap between people cannot be crossed at all.

But whether it is an ordinary person or a genius, most of them will have a feeling when facing a certain type of person.

Very strong.

Why strong?

I don't know.

Incomprehensible.

You don't have to try to force yourself to understand, because it doesn't necessarily work.

On the contrary, they may lead themselves crookedly, or even crooked to the point of madness.

Thinking of this, Father Matthew couldn't help but be silent.

Very interesting.

Obviously, the boy in front of him, so weak that he can't lose half his life with a fist, can make him sigh like this......

"Now that you know that this world has supernatural powers."

As he picked up a glass of boiled water on the coffee table, the priest said, "Didn't you think you could control everything?" ”

He didn't come this time just to satisfy his curiosity.

Instead, he planned to introduce the boy in front of him to the door of the transcendent world.

Andy is a treasure.

Let the treasures be dusted in the turbid world, drift with the tide, and even be smashed to pieces, which is simply a violent thing.

He should have done something bigger, instead of dying quietly in a corner!

"It's not a foreign object like a painting."

"It's the power that you can really control, that you really have," said the priest emphatically. ”

"In your church," Andy asked, raising an eyebrow, "is there a way to gain this power?" ”

"That's right."

"But, I've heard that if you join the church, you can't have a girlfriend?"

“…… That was the old rule, and it had been abolished since the Reformation. ”

"That's right."

Andy didn't say anything more when he heard this, but mentioned the main point, "Can you cure my disease?" ”

"I can't."

"Can't?"

"Cancer is different from common diseases, especially advanced cancer."

Matthew shook his head and said, "With our current conditions, there is no cure, only delay, delay your death." ”

"Still."

He then added, "If you have faith in yourself, you can go and find a cure for it yourself." ”

"After all, nothing is impossible as long as you have that otherworldly power."

This is not true.

Because for most transcendentals, their transcendent careers are just drifting with the flow.

Even if they have the power that ordinary people can't have, they are just some mediocre people, and their biggest advantage is that they have a good tire.

Only an extremely talented existence like the boy in front of him can be called a sentence, nothing is impossible.

Father Matthew seemed confident in him.

Andy was silent for a moment when he saw this, and then asked, "What are they?" ”

The priest came prepared.

After hearing this, he smiled slightly and took out a deck of cards.

"Priest, knight, scribe, inquisitor, painter, exorcist, ......"

As he spoke, Matthew placed the cards with corresponding images neatly on the coffee table.

"Extraordinary, transcendent profession, born out of the world, yet detached from the world."

With that, he handed Andy the last card in his hand.

"Now you haven't started yet, you can only feel the charm of this little object."

"What is this?"

Andy was curious about it.

The card is pitch black all over, and when you get it in your hand, it feels metallic, but it's light and weightless.

Behind it is the golden symbol of the Evangelical Church, to which Father Matthew belongs—an outer ring, an inner triangle, and a small cross in the middle.

"A tool newly developed by the Holy City Headquarters, what it is for, you will know with the first drop of blood on it." The priest replied.

Andy nodded, then bit his finger and smeared the blood on it.

So I saw a bust of him on the front of the black card.

And, a little personal introduction -

[Occupation: None]

……

Nope.