Click!

York, who had once again experienced the baptism of many eyes in the lobby, watched the elevator door crack in front of him and walked out.

"Father York!"

Todd, a black man who had been standing guard by the cash register, bowed his head and saluted.

Yorkes also nodded, glanced at the goods on the shelves, took a few breads in his hand, walked over, and asked casually on the cash register.

"Todd, what's going on?"

Under the light of the incandescent lamp, Todd, whose skin appeared darker, thought for a while while tacitly holding the code scanner to scan the code of these breads.

"Father York, there are more and more new faces."

"Oh, is that so?" York's face was calm, but he couldn't help but think of the news that Satan was looking for him, and the frequency of supernatural events was indeed getting higher and higher than before.

"Yes," said Todd, the black man, as he handed over a bag of all the bread.

"One piece, Father York."

"Hmm." York nodded and took it, took out a random $50 bill, put it on the cash register, and strode out of the convenience store.

"Don't look for it, Todd, the rest is your hard work."

Todd silently picked up the banknote, looked at the tall back who had gone out, and still bowed his head and saluted.

"Thank you! Father York, go slowly! ”

With a wave of his hand, York found his Ford Raptor, opened the door, threw his backpack into the passenger seat, and sat inside.

Bang!

The car door closed, and even though he didn't feel tired, Yorks couldn't help but rub his face and pick up a loaf of bread to eat.

"Start a review ......"

Muttering to himself, Yorks took advantage of the opportunity to eat, carefully recalling all the information and summarizing his next steps.

This is a disease brought about by his previous life, as a doctor, he will always habitually review, summarize his previous work experience or clinical experience, to improve his ability, this is a habit that he automatically develops after rolling up.

"If it was the result of the French contact with a foreign place, then the power he can use at the moment should not be so strong,

Otherwise, Rowling's ominousness would not be only like this,

But at this pace, as time passes, the power he can wield will increase,"

Yorks slowly tore open a corner of bread and put it in his mouth to chew, combined with Ronnie Defoe's affairs, he always felt that with this demon's super high attention to Rowling, he was afraid that he would do something small in the near future.

York's mind kept thinking until he finished eating, and he only summed up two things.

Wait for news from Old Mike and news from Rowling.

Shoving the bread wrapper into the slot next to him, Yorks glanced back at the quiet back seat, started the car, stepped on the accelerator in gear, and drove the Ford Raptor out of place and headed straight for New York.

Anyway, he took care of this matter, not only to become stronger for the task reward, but also to be a little pursuing......

Stanford Stanford is a city in southwestern Connecticut, not far from New York itself, only about 58 kilometers, so York didn't travel long, about 40 minutes back to his home.

For the carrier media obtained from Ed, York moved them all to an underground warehouse.

All of a sudden, it was full of munitions, and it was rare for the basement warehouse of the exorcism tool to have a corner similar to a collectible, although the evil spirits were sealed inside,

Wrapping the rope of the cross around the carriers, Yorkes stopped his hand and looked at the motionless and quiet Annabelle doll, smiling on his face.

His basement warehouse wasn't as simple as Eddard's, next to this glass case was a large shelf of crosses he had accumulated, and the divine energy that lingered in it was strong enough to suppress the spirits' impulsive thoughts.

"So you just stay here, make this place your home, and I don't mind."

Sensing the extremely weak evil spirits inside, York casually patted the glass cabinet, turned off the light, and returned to the top to prepare for sleep.

Before going to bed, Yorks did not forget to register the results of today's experiment, the consumption in the form of recordings, the effect of a little mental power can last for an hour, and at the same time, he did not forget to add the 0.5 attribute points obtained today to the attributes of health.

[HP 124 to 124.5]

［…… ］

Nothing was said all night.

During the day, Yorkes woke up in good spirits,

In fact, even if he doesn't sleep, he is still in the best state, but he feels that the step of sleeping is the most able to make him feel the passage and change of time.

［10：21］

After packing up everything, I started to go to the church, although the Pluto church has Robert as a clerk, but in general there is no change.

The people who come and go are all believers who know each other, listen to the little things that are beaten by chickens and eggs, and comfort the children who are not separated from each other, but unfortunately the random task is not triggered......

Of course, it is not without changes, after all, the wind wave gently fanned by butterflies can form a tornado far away,

There are only two things that have changed the most noticeable in the first day.

The first point is that the little kids in front of him who are making a fuss in the yard, the daughters of the Robert family, have brought a new world to his already inhuman ears, which is really noisy.

But he was also unconsciously infected by the vitality of these little children, and he also had a smile on his face from time to time.

The second point is the lunch in front of me, which Robert's wife Beth specially brought over today.

Looking at the temptingly colored and meaty lunch in his hand, Yorkes looked up and then looked at the Robert family who had gathered to eat over there.

In the midst of laughter, Yorkes couldn't help but think of Robert's previous situation, it was he who saved the family.

"That doesn't feel bad...... "York's mouth hooked, and he began to taste it.

Fortunately, the taste is not bad, in line with his taste.

Time passed, and just halfway through the meal, the mobile phone suddenly rang, and York seemed to feel a sense of the movement and stopped, and took out the mobile phone.

"Ed? Move so fast? ”

Thinking of the previous speculation, York's heart flashed and he got through.

Sure enough, Ed's first sentence was about the nun, but not Rowling, but himself, like Rowling, he also dreamed of the nun, which was as clear as Rowling's vague impression, very clear and lingering.

"Father York! I drew Him, do you want to see it? ”

Listening to the words from his mobile phone, Yorks glanced at the Roberts, got up with the utensils and walked to the main building.

"Well, send me a look."

"Yes, Father York."

“……”

The phone hung up, and when he sat down in his usual seat, it didn't take long for York to receive Ed's picture.

The typical image and costume of the nun are all white, as white as a dead person who has drowned in a pond and has been soaked for several days, her eyes and lips are all black, and there is a strong sense of evil on the whole, and she pounces on her head.

Finally knowing the image of the nun, York's heart fluctuated for the first time.

"Looks like a ruthless character."

Thank you for the support of the two of them!

Thank you! Thank you so much!

(End of chapter)