After this long passage, Erin still didn't understand.

But she knew the meaning of the previous paragraph, and blinked again.

After learning the nature of the matter, she didn't have any affection for these people, but only felt disgusted.

Therefore, I am a little puzzled that the bishop is just an order to monitor.

But since the bishop said that the most terrible punishment had been given to these people, it was certainly not false.

Suddenly, Erin remembered that when she came in, she saw the old woman, and it was no different from losing her soul.

Subconsciously glancing at her own bishop with her eyes closed, Erin bowed her head slightly, and then quietly stepped back.

………………………………………………

In fact, York's words are not false, for this kind of thing has enjoyed everything, only such a group of pursuits, this kind of ending is indeed quite uncomfortable for them.

Racked out of the church, then into the car.

Georgini was still staring only at the picture in her hand, staring at herself who had lost her soul, staring at her eyes that were no different from those so-called great people, and the despair in her heart became heavier and heavier.

Enjoyment, to habituation, to greasy, and to the endless water, after this age, their pursuit is nothing more than a reincarnation.

What does the real world look like after death?

I imagined all the situations, but I didn't think that the real world of death was all nothingness.

Recalling her own experience, Georgini clenched her gums and clutched the photo in her hand, feeling nothing until the manicure broke on the spot.

Because a great despair had enveloped her, making her lose all her feelings.

"Damn it!"

Georgini looked at the wrinkled photo, and cursed in her heart, her eyes were already red.

There is no joy in life, and what is pursued is even more nihilistic than the world.

What could be more desperate than that.

To live or to die, everything is meaningless.

Georgine's expression froze, until the commotion outside brought her back to some senses.

When the place where she had been before, the church people sent her back again.

But she also knew her end, and the lack of movement had already said it all.

Looking at the clergy standing next to the car waiting for her to get out of the car, Georgini instinctively got out of the car slowly with her handbag.

There was no need to be reminded at all, just walking towards the manor in front of him.

When he came out, he was in a mess, and he saw corpses and severed limbs, but now he came back and was clean.

I guess someone has already cleaned it up.

Suddenly, she was alone in the entire estate.

Georginee smiled, and just like that, she went to her room step by step, sat down at the dressing table, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Even if he has put on makeup, he will reveal a face that is younger than his age, but he can't hide the old age.

She didn't have many years to live, and the physical changes left her without any fun to speak of.

"I've enjoyed everything, but in the end it's nothing." The old woman smiled and began to remove her makeup step by step.

Starting with the eyebrows, then the eyebrows, then the nose, and finally the entire face.

In the end, a very old woman was revealed on the makeup mirror, and age spots, wrinkles, etc. were clearly visible.

Georginie stared at her for a few seconds, then took her phone out of her purse and dialed a phone number.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

An old but slightly tired voice came from the phone.

"I'm fine." Georginie said.

"Icion, how are you doing?"

"I asked them, and they all saw the clergy walking around." The old voice replied.

"Hmm." Georginee said calmly.

"Ma'am, have you seen the bishop, and there is nothing you can do?"

Hearing this, Georgini clicked on the speaker and placed her phone on the table.

"No, the only thing we can do is wait, but with our combined strength, we should probably be fine." Georginee said calmly.

"But."

"But what?" The old voice was a little puzzled, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with Georgine's voice and asked.

"What's wrong with you? Lady. ”

"I'm fine, Icien." Georginee looked at the vanity mirror in front of her, looked at her old and tired self, and reached out to open the drawer in the table.

"Isyon."

"Huh?"

Georginee said, "Can you imagine the real world after death? ”

The phone fell into a brief lull.

"Are you really okay? Lady. ”

Apparently Georginee was sensing Georgini's abnormality on the other side of the phone.

Georginie said, "Tell me, you can imagine it. ”

With that, she fumbled for a beautiful pistol from a drawer, and then for a bullet.

"I can't tell, ma'am, that's why we want to know the answer, to know if the real world is what we think it is, is it?" ”

Georginee unscrewed the magazine and filled it calmly, "Icien, I see it, I see the real world after death. ”

The same reached the ears of an old man standing in front of the window and looking out in a room.

His expression of disbelief ranged from surprise to confusion.

"Ma'am?"

"Nothingness, Icien." Georgini looked at the vanity mirror and laughed miserably.

"Our pursuit, our end turned out to be nothing, nothing."

The old man was stunned, and he didn't seem to reflect yet.

But Georginie continued: "Icyan, I feel that there is really no meaning at all, that life is really not fun"

Speaking of which, Georgini looked at the phone that had calmed down, then recovered the magazine, unscrewed the safe, looked in the mirror and continued.

"I'll take all the sins myself, and you'll figure out the rest."

After saying that, the old woman picked up the exquisite revolver, stuffed the tip of the gun into her mouth, and then pulled the trigger directly without waiting for the sound of the mobile phone.

Gunshots, bangs.

It came clearly to the old man's ears.

Icyan froze for a moment, staring at the white-haired head as it continued to absorb it all.

……………………………………………………

It's another sunny day.

Ray after ray of sunlight shone into the church of Ahibiyi.

An ordinary car stopped on the side of the street, and the driver in charge of driving was an Asian American, she had some spots on her face, and she was looking at the passenger seat next to her, and the girl with a worried face said helplessly.

"I said Lucy, is it necessary to be so nervous?"

The girl sitting in the passenger seat is none other than Lucy after the successful revenge.

At this time, she had already recovered, and her face had become more energetic than before, and she no longer had the madness of being unapproachable.

She didn't even wear the hat she often wore with her, revealing her silky brown hair.

"Didn't Brother John already promise you?"

Anna looked at herself nervously, as if she was a best friend who hadn't slept much all night, and she hated iron but not steel.

"I promised to let you follow the car, are you still afraid? It's not like I haven't gone to work. ”

Lucy withdrew her gaze from the car in front of the church, and noticed that her best friend's eyes hated iron but not steel, and she was still a little embarrassed, and whispered.

"After all, I haven't worked in front of anyone, and I don't want to disappoint Brother John, Sister Irene, and Father Priest."

As she spoke, Lucy smiled warmly and whispered.

"If it weren't for their help, I would have been."

As soon as these words came out, Anna took a deep breath and looked at her best friend, with a little pity in her eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, she can understand her best friend's state of mind, even if she has found her biological parents and her younger brother, fortunately a warm family.

But apparently, in addition to her family, but also her, the clergy of the church, Lucy still has a slight fear of people.

It's the same as social fear, but in fact it has nothing to do with social fear, it's a perennial loss of trust and great malice towards people.

That's why the monk, who was like a paralyzed face and was busy with Lucy's affairs, proposed this matter and asked Lucy to come and help, so that Lucy could see more beautiful feelings and things and strive to get better.

"Lucy, what do you think this is?"

Lucy subconsciously looked over.

I saw my best friend pull out a cross from her neck and shake it at her.

Lucy's heart warmed: "Why did you buy it too?" ”

"Hmph, can you buy it, but can't you?" Anna laughed, and continued.

"What about yours?"

Lucy looked at her best friend, in fact, after being together for so long, she understood what she meant, she also pulled a cross from her neck, and looked at Anna with a smile.

"Come on."

Anna smiled: "Let's pray together that God the Almighty will give you courage, and of course me." ”

………………………………………………

In the church.

"Thank you, Father."

Again to solve the simple troubles of a believer, Yorks nodded.

"The Lord is with you, Mr. Pascoe."

The man bowed his head slightly, a sense of relaxation appeared on his face, then walked to the donation box next to him, took out his wallet from his suit, and pulled out a large handful of banknotes from it and stuffed it in.

This made Yorkes look comfortable, even if there was no stat point bonus, but it was rewarded.

Rewarding efforts are the most rewarding things to work on.

If there was nothing, Yorks could not imagine what he would do.

Yorkes has always been respectful and smiling at this golden, generous believer.

Evidently the man was so satisfied with this gesture that he strode away from the church, which was not crowded with many people, and decided in his heart that he would come back again, if not for the sake of the priest who had made him feel comfortable from beginning to end.

Passing by a nun, the man did not forget to nod his head in salute.

Erin returned the salute and walked past to the bishop who was holding a Bible.

"They're already on their way, Father."

"Hmm." York stared at the car in the three-dimensional view and smiled.

"It's the first time I've seen John so attentive that he would take the initiative to propose this kind of thing in front of me, and the people who go to help are all familiar old believers, and of course what he sees is the good side."

Thinking of John Wick, who was breathing heavily the day before yesterday, Yorkes smiled.

"Well, it's John, this way is really safe, if something happens, it won't be good to scare Lucy away, I heard John say that she finally mustered up the courage."

Hearing this, Erin also smiled.

"Yes, Bishop."

Seeing the car leave the range of the stereogram, I thought of something, York Road.

"Where's Hannah?"

Erin was a little embarrassed, and looked carefully at the look of her bishop.

"She looks like she's still sleeping."

The corners of York's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Forget it." ”

But my heart is full of envy, and at a point like him, I don't know what it's like to sleep.

When it comes to sleeping, it's better to close your eyes and recuperate, and your brain is still very clear.

He didn't know what to do, and if he lost all the pleasures of being human, he would be as distracted as the old woman, and not interested in anything.

Suddenly thinking of Georgine, York's eyes narrowed habitually.

From that night on, Georgine, as the leader, committed suicide, and the organization has long since existed in name only.

Because, it's not just Georgini who committed suicide.

After knowing the reason for the suicide, most of the core members of this organization also committed suicide one after another for a period of time, and the rest were also depressed in the report, and their bodies were declining day by day, like dead corpses, and they died on the spot without knowing when.

For York, this result is acceptable, otherwise he would not have relented.

Remembering the metaphorical hints of some bishops calling, Yorkes didn't pay much attention to them.

After all, where will these families fight against the church because of an old man who is about to enter the ground?

Is it another matter to say that in the transcendent world, the church is the foundation of stability, and even if someone wants to do it secretly, they may not know how to die in the end.

Because even he doesn't know how strong the church is, he only knows a concept that can tell who can't beat the church.

Maybe it's because he didn't go out of his way to find out.

York shook his head inwardly.

As soon as the thoughts triggered by the envy of Hannah turned to this, Irene's voice sounded in his ears.

"What are you thinking, Bishop?"

Hearing this, Yorks looked at Erin, looked at her plain face, but still delicate to the extreme, and smiled.

"It's okay, Erin will help me prepare for tomorrow's mass."

Erin replied earnestly, "Yes, Bishop. With that, he slowly followed behind his own bishop.

"Shhhh

"Don't worry, Bishop, I've been paying attention, and I'm sure that my voice won't be heard."

"Huh? Erin, you're amazing. ”

"Bishop......

"Haha, then look for a chance later, how about we go out with the car? I stayed in the church all the time, and I felt bored. ”

"Yes, Bishop, I'll start arranging this."

"You're capable! Erin, this reminds me of the time when I first met you, and I was full of the spirit of not admitting defeat, and I think you must have been very angry with me at that time. ”

"Ugh"

(End of chapter)