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Chapter 1469 Village Chief and Priest

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    We followed the silly guy to the dirt road in the village and saw many villagers coming out of each house.  They gathered in one direction with their friends, and everyone had a happy look on their face. It seemed that the "village chief" the silly guy called had a very high prestige among the local people.  We followed the villagers forward, and finally when we were approaching the village entrance, we saw an old man surrounded by a large group of children: this old man must be the village chief.

    I didn¡¯t rush over, I just watched from behind the crowd.  The old man who is called the village chief looks to be in his seventies. He is leaning on a crooked wooden cane. He is slightly hunched. He is neither fat nor thin. He wears a dusty gray cloth robe with a hood hanging over it.  Came down, revealing a head of almost white hair.  The old man's eye sockets are deep, his face is full of wrinkles, and he has the characteristic leaden color of the skin of the elderly, but he looks very good, and his deep-set eyes are also full of energy, and his eyes seem to have an old age at this age.  The unique calmness and open-mindedness of people.  The old village chief was surrounded by a group of children, and his robe was stained black and white by the naughty kids in the village. However, he did not look annoyed at all. Instead, he opened the wide front of his robe and looked from inside.  He grabbed the rough candies one by one and distributed them to the dolls. When he smiled, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together. The old man was very angry: "They are all there, they are all! Don't grab them, good boy.  Don't grab it! Luan! Take care of the children younger than you."

    The adults in the village gathered in a circle with a tacit understanding, and no one stepped forward to steal the spotlight from the children. Everyone watched the commotion of the children with cheerful expressions. The children who received the candies finally dispersed.  He ran to his parents and received a gentle slap: this was to teach them not to pull the village chief's clothes. Then a bunch of naughty children grabbed the candies and ran away.  The villagers greeted the village chief. Some young people who were impatient or liked to join in the fun jumped behind and asked what it was like in the big city. The old village chief responded cheerfully. Then he raised his head and saw the most conspicuous thing at a glance.  Stupid big guy

    There was no way, the stupid big guy stood like an iron tower in the crowd, and he was two sizes bigger than others in terms of length, width and height. The old village chief looked at him standing at the back of the crowd and shouted loudly:  "Silly man! Why didn't you push forward this time? Normally you would be at the front even if you were able to fight off several people with one arm, but what happened to you today?"

    People got out of the way, and a big road opened up between the silly guy and the village chief. The former scratched his hair and replied gruffly: "Hey, I'm leading the distinguished guests, so I can't embarrass them."

    "Ah, there are guests!" The old man came over in a few steps. He was as agile as a young man. He looked at us in surprise, with confusion in his eyes, "These guests are dressed in strange clothes. Where are they from?"  Huh? Oh, I am the village chief of this Pine Forest Village, Koto. Are you guys here just here in the past two days? "

    I nodded hurriedly to the old man and was about to introduce myself when the silly big man introduced me loudly: "Several distinguished guests are all from the imperial capital. Chen is a wandering scholar and a learned person. The others are from him."  Family¡ªbut I didn¡¯t remember the names¡­¡±

    I realized then that this stupid guy had almost forgotten all our names overnight!  He only remembers one word of my name

    "Imperial Capital?" A trace of doubt suddenly flashed across the old village chief's face, and then he looked at our clothes. Lin Xue reacted very quickly, and immediately stepped forward and explained with a smile: "Our hometown is Imperial Capital, but we have been away from there for a long time.  I have been traveling all over the world, and I just came back from a very remote place in the south. You see, the clothes we are wearing are from there."

    "Oh¡ª¡ª" The old village chief was certainly smarter than the stupid guy, but his knowledge was obviously limited to ordinary people. He nodded suddenly, "No wonder. But the clothes on these few people look like they are not ordinary people. This girl's  The clothes are more like the eldest lady of some noble family."

    I could still see the confusion in his eyes, and the implication of that last sentence was: She looked like a young lady from a noble family, but she certainly didn¡¯t look like a traveler.  As the head of a village, this old man still subconsciously has some doubts about our group of strangely dressed people.

    The old village chief was referring to Bingtis¡ªthe only one among the girls around me wearing a long dress.  Qian Qian was wearing a set of casual clothes, while Lin Xue was wearing jeans and a fleece jacket. Although in the eyes of the locals, they were both high-end clothes that were not very sharp and gorgeous, but at least they didn't look like they would affect the activities. Only Bingtis went his own way as always.  Wearing her gorgeous dress, she doesn¡¯t look like a world-traveling Lord.

    In fact, Bingtis's clothes have always been the biggest hidden danger when I go around deceiving people that I am a wandering scholar: because except for people who live in martial arts movies and palace fighting dramas, it is difficult for ordinary people to believe that a normal girl can wear a pair of  Below the ankleThanks to the goddess for the bear paws!  Goddess, I put too much salt"

    I:"¡­¡­"

    Bingtis stared dumbly at the big black man who used the priest's robe as an apron, wiped his hands on the robe, and randomly changed the words in the Bible. He murmured to himself: "Is this the priest in the village?"

    I immediately felt that I might not be able to get much out of this uncle's mouth - he might not have read the Bible carefully. To ask him about the legend of the goddess, I might as well steal his book

    Lin Xue grabbed Bingtis's arm, with a bit of laughter and laughter on her face: "What about that, Sister Bing, don't take it too seriously. After all, this is a religion created with a USB drive as its core. Their teachings are not the same as those of Star Territory."  It¡¯s definitely not in tune¡­¡±

    The eldest lady wanted to calm down Sister Bing and prevent her from killing the black uncle on the spot in front of the statue to show his dignity. However, Sister Bing¡¯s next words were beyond everyone¡¯s expectations: ¡°This believer is too suitable for me.  ! There was a pope in my past who had almost the same temperament as him - it¡¯s a pity that the child died of old age when I was sealed. I haven¡¯t met such a compatible believer in the past two years"

    I:"¡­¡­"

    Now I understand. Sister Bing¡¯s standard for recruiting believers is that she has a similar temperament. I secretly looked at the high-spirited female gangster and tried to figure out what kind of pope she must have been in order to make this gangster leader feel very appetizing. Finally, I came up with an idea.  Conclusion: If a believer under Sister Bing who has a high enough status is thrown into any church with normal views, dragging him out of the church and killing him on the spot would be considered beneficial to the country and the people

    But I looked around again, looking at the happy children and smiling villagers, as well as the black uncle who was still chattering to the statue of the goddess as if it were normal, with a complaint in his three prayers, and suddenly I felt that it was something like this  Believers are not bad either: the maverick "priest" may not be very educated, but I believe he is sincere to the goddess he believes in.

    Bingtis seemed to sense what I was thinking, and spoke leisurely: "A believer who crawls in front of the statue and prays and trembles day and night may not be sincere. He may have a guilty conscience or may have selfish desires, but a believer may have a guilty conscience or have selfish desires.  The believers who sit in front of the statue and complain to the statue for a long time about any grievances are definitely sincere. I prefer to treat the second type of believers as children. But sometimes they are too upset, and I also send an incarnation to follow them.  The gods popped out of the statues and told them: How old are they and they are still crying in the confessional"

    I opened my mouth but said nothing: It¡¯s hard to imagine what kind of people were in Sister Bing¡¯s cult back then!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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