At dusk, there was a knock on the door of the Little Stone Village Church.

In a moment, Father York, dressed in a black robe, walked to the door. In the shadow of the door stood a man wearing a flat-brimmed hat and a black one-piece robe.

At this point, the man spoke, and the content was in line with York's judgment.

"Dear Father, I'm sorry to disturb you so late. The sin in my heart has never ceased, and I can only come to you for confession. ”

"Haha, it doesn't matter, the God of Light is always there, and so are the servants of God. Father York opened the door and said gently.

The man nodded in gratitude, reached down the brim of his hat, and turned sideways into the church.

"Alright, let's get started. "Entered York Road, where the confession booth was sitting.

The so-called confessional pavilion is actually a place similar to a palanquin, with a window at the front to communicate with the outside world. The windows are separated from the outside by a black cloth, which is also to protect the privacy of the believers.

"Father, I'm guilty!"

"Everyone on this shijie is guilty, but as long as you repent honestly, God will forgive. ”

It was a cliché dialogue with no new ideas, and Father York was a little distracted as he said something that he had to repeat dozens of times a day, wondering if he had heard the noise before, or if a rat had gotten into the tunnel.

"That's ...... Are you guilty of that priest?"

"Well, of course, I confess every day that I can't preach God's grace better. York's answer was very high-sounding.

The man outside snorted a little...... Why, are you ashamed of it?" York thought to himself.

"But I want to commit a crime now, and I can't control it. ”

"Then pray with all your heart, ask God to give you liliang so that you can control yourself. ”

The man outside was silent for a while: "But I still want to know, if I really sin, will God forgive me?"

"If you truly repent, God will forgive you"

"Whew...... Praise God!" the man outside seemed relieved.

"Praise God. York stood up, well, finally sent the inexplicable confessor. Shall we go and rest first, or shall we continue with the exciting things we just had? Well, let's go and train those two little fillies, it feels wonderful.

"Father. ”

"What?" said York, who was reminiscing about the wonderful taste, and replied meaningfully.

"Xiexie your bread. ”

"What ......"

Burst!

The man who came to confess moved his long black robe, and a crossbow that had been shot out of the hem of the bow had been shot. Then quickly load the arrow, fire, load the arrow, fire......

Poof, poof, poof.

The thin wooden planks and black veil on the front of the confessional pavilion were quickly pierced and torn apart by crossbow arrows. For a while, the sawdust flew and muffled.

"Drink...... Drink...... Whew......"

After a few crossbow arrows were fired, the man gasped for breath and looked very nervous. He pushed the brim of his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Revealing a pair of narrow eyes, it was Don.

Don picked up his crossbow and opened the confession booth. York's eyes were round, his upper body was covered in blood, and the fatal wound was in the heart he covered with his hands, where the great hole had taken his life.

"God will forgive my sins. I don't know if your 'boss' will forgive your sins......"

............

It is about 3 kilometers east of Xiaoshi Village.

A team of knights equipped with holy armor was slowly advancing, and the reason why it was said to be slow forward was not that their mounts were bad, on the contrary, the horses they sat on were of pure breed and the horses were abnormal. Slowing them down was a magnificent carriage in the middle of the line. ...,

The small window on the side of the carriage was suddenly opened from the inside, revealing a wrinkled but in good spirits. The knight who was waiting by the carriage hurriedly leaned over.

"Bernie, how long will it take?"

The knight did not dare to slack off, and said respectfully, "Lord Sesman, in about a quarter of an hour, we will arrive at the Little Stone Village Church. ”

"Well, this damn broken road, I hope it doesn't break my carriage. ”

Bernie looked at the tortoise-speed carriageway speechlessly, "Lord Seessman, don't worry, your carriage is unharmed. "Hell, at this speed, if there's damage, there's really a ghost.

"That's good!" said Seessman, who was in the carriage, visibly relieved, "Tell me a little bit about the Little Stone Village church." ”

"Haode, Lord Sesman", the knight who was called Bernie seemed to have done a lot of homework, and opened his mouth to say: "The church in Little Stone Village, with nearly a thousand believers, is managed by a low-level clergyman, York, and is responsible for the four farms in Little Stone Village and its surroundings. These five farmsteads were a knight's fiefdom. ”

"Five farms, nearly 1,000 believers...... Well, this York is also a talent. ”

Bernie nodded in agreement and said, "Last month, York also applied for a promotion, and he is currently being evaluated. Sissman, do you want to ......?"

"Let's take a look first, and if it's a clever person, I'll get promoted. Bernie, remind me again when I get to the entrance of the village, I want to rest again. Alas, when people are old, their spirits can't keep up. ”

Bernie hurriedly said, "I wrote it down." Lord Seessman has worked hard all the way, so please take care of yourself. "Are you old? The two nuns tossed you last night......

Naturally, Sesman couldn't hear Bernie's complaint, nodded in satisfaction, and was about to close the carriage window. At this moment,

Bells, bells, bells......

"Huh, this is a church bell?" said Seisman in surprise.

Located in the southern part of the Empire, this place does not need to be alarmed like the northern border towns. There is usually a melodious bell ringing, that is, the church bell is undoubtedly ringing.

"Well, it should be. Listening to this sound, the direction should be Xiaoshi Village. ”

Cesman said angrily: "What the hell is this York, how can the bell ring at this time?"

Church bells are not something that can be rung for no reason, and can only be rung during weekly prayer meetings, or major religious celebrations, such as the Day of the Descent.

Bernie spread his hands, indicating that he didn't understand either.

"Hurry up and see what's going on!"

............

Just as Sesman and the others were puzzled, the villagers of Xiaoshi Village also looked at the village church in surprise.

Most of them are believers in the Church of Light, and naturally they also know the meaning of the church bells. At this time, they had never heard the bell ring.

Bells, bells, bells......

The stubborn bell rang incessantly.

The villagers looked at each other, put down their things one after another, and walked towards the church.

The small stone village is small, and the villagers are closer, but they are only a few steps away from the entrance of the church.

At that moment, the bell suddenly stopped.

"Father York...... Father York!"

The first to arrive at the door of the church was a peasant woman. She leaned on the door of the church and shouted inside, but before she shouted twice, she was pushed open with a light hand.

The first thing that caught her eye was the church bell, which was empty.

"Who's playing a prank?"

"Father York......" she whispered, and walked towards the bishopric of the church, where everyone knew that York's room was behind the bishop's hall.

The door to the bishop's hall was also unlocked, and it was pushed open with a creak.

"Hey, Father York, what are you doing sitting on the ground?" At this time, it was already dark, and the bishop's hall was naturally even darker. Still, the peasant woman saw a figure lying with her head bowed and her back to the presiding platform, facing the door. ...,

The figure didn't answer, and seemed to be looking intently at something on the ground.

The peasant woman, who had some nerves, did not notice anything unusual, and took a few steps forward to speak to Father York......

Ahh

A scream of horror was heard, and some of the villagers who had just arrived at the church heard it as a spirit.

At the door of the bishop's hall, the peasant woman fell to the ground, her trembling hand pointing forward: "York, York...... Father Die ...... He's dead. ”

"What?" the crowd looked inside, shocked.

After a while, the lights of the bishop's hall were lit.

Father York, dressed in a black robe, was lying on the podium, blood slowly flowing from several transparent holes in his chest, the pendant of the Holy God of Light on his chest had been dyed red, and a large pool of blood spread on the ground.

"Father York!"

"Oh God, how can this be......!

"Which one smashed him? I'm going to hang him right away!"

"Hey, there's something on the ground, and there's handwriting......"

Looking at York's tragic death, the villagers were completely furious. It should be said that York's performance in Little Rock Village was really perfect, and he managed to leave a pious and kind impression on the villagers. Now such a good man was brutally killed like this, and everyone could not help but be angry.

The crowd was furious and kept cursing the murderer. At this time, there were also attentive people who saw the things next to York's hands and the blood-stained handwriting.

"Hey, it's a key. ”

"Is that the name of the murderer?"

"Look at the literate ones!" shouted some anxious villagers.

"Get out of the way, I'm coming," a bearded farmer squeezed in, recognizing, "Well, it's written that the truth is in the back room." ”

"The back room is Father York's bedroom......"

"Is that murderer still there?"

"Let's go, leave a few to look at York's body, and the rest go to catch the murderer. ”

The crowd swarmed to York's bedroom with all sorts of things in their hands.

When they pushed open the door to York's bedroom, it was empty, but they found the bookcase and the secret passage behind the wall.

Hey, how can there be a secret passage in Father York's room?

The suspicious villagers looked at each other, and boldly walked down the dark passage, and soon found the two miserable girls.

"Well, old John, isn't this your granddaughter, wasn't she sent to the monastery by Father York?"

"Well, it looks like Mary from the neighboring village? I saw her parents a few days ago. ”

"Yes, but didn't she say that she was recommended by Father York to be a nun?

............

The two girls were stupid when they first saw such a large number of villagers coming in, and after reacting, they howled and pounced on everyone, crying about what happened to them.

When everyone returned to the bishop's hall and saw York's body, they all looked complicated.

The two girls cried and cried to come up and bite York's corpse, but when they were dissuaded by the crowd, they fell into the peasant woman's arms and whimpered. The two were abused by York for a long time, and under the shock, they whimpered a few times and fainted.

For a moment, the bishop's hall became unusually silent.

They didn't expect York, who was usually kind and helpful, to be so dirty and despicable in secret. And York was also a priest of God of Light, a servant of God who often preached the gospel and persuaded people to do good. Their faith collapsed. For a while, I didn't know what to say.

At this moment, an old man walked out of the crowd. They are all villagers who look up and don't look down, and everyone naturally knows that this is Old John. Ever since he heard his granddaughter's cry in the secret passage, he has been stunned.

Old John walked in front of York's corpse, silently watching. Suddenly, a mouthful of thick phlegm spat into York's face. Then, in the midst of everyone's exclamations, he fell to the sky.

Everyone was in chaos again, but fortunately, someone had already seen that he was not normal and stepped forward to support his body.

At this time, there was another rush of footsteps, and a young villager who had not been present before shouted happily: "Inspector Seessman has arrived at the entrance of the village, everyone go and greet ......" Seeing that everyone looked at him with strange eyes, his tone became weaker and weaker, and he kept his mouth shut.

"What's ......?"