A Weird Theater That Started In London

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Lu Li sat upright on the solid wood seat, and on the other stool that was pulled away, the "holy beast" lynx was lying on his stomach.

The priestess, who was preparing breakfast, turned around and peeked from time to time. There were a few times when their eyes met, and Lu Li took the initiative to show a harmless smile to cover up the other party's embarrassment.

Don't start teaching hastily in the future.

Someone silently swears in his heart.

After a while, a hearty breakfast was brought over, with fried eggs, fried bread, sausages, and small fruits of various colors.

Fortunately, there were no strange rituals set up on the island city, such as:

Prayer before meals.

"Sir, do you think something is wrong?"

Looking at the other party's cautious appearance, Lu felt helpless and smiled: "It's delicious, and the heat is just right."

In fact, this is a very ordinary breakfast, not overcooked or dry, nor raw.

Hearing this, the priestess was extraordinarily excited. She probably never imagined that her cautious attitude of worrying about gains and losses would actually make it very easy for the gods to be "scared".

About nine o'clock.

Familiar bells fluttered over the ancient village, as the morning Mass began.

Lu Li, who was about to go out to clean up the garbage, stopped, raised his head, and stared at the center of the street, the church with the holy cross erected at the top.

"In the past, when the faith had not yet declined, the old friars of the church would ring the copper bell and handed a church leaflet to passers-by, which read:

If you want, you can come to Mass. Every member of the church is our brother. The kingdom of heaven loves the world, and will not be biased by the identity, appearance, gender and skin color of believers. "

The priestess's eyes were full of longing, as if recalling the glorious time recorded in the classics.

After all, if there is no hardship, who would want to live in this extreme northern land? Unfortunately, the reason has completely disappeared with time.

Lu Li, on the other hand, was reminiscing about what he said just now, saying that he was really good, and he was more powerful than his unreliable founder.

If there is indeed a mental hospital in the area marked on the ancient map, which is the ultimate goal, then the [Holy Light Werewolf Cult] will flourish again in the future.

Of course, some aspects will definitely change, depending on how the preacher preaches and understands it.

"That's the direction, right?"

After pressing down various thoughts, Lu Li pointed to the southeast, and turned his eyes to the priestess, making the final confirmation.

Anyway, it's absolutely fine to kill the deep diver and eradicate their dangerous beliefs.

It would be even better if we could discover some secrets about the past.

"That's right."

In the snowstorm, Lu Li's figure disappeared little by little.

In fact, he can fly, but this approach of manifesting himself in front of people will obviously bring more troubles in related aspects, so when he completely leaves the village and no eyes are on him, Lu Li shows an incomprehensible speed.

the other side.

Watching the owner and long-term meal ticket leave, the lynx did not show any strangeness. It shook the snowflakes on its body, left the priestess, and headed for the tavern where it went last night - where it will entertain itself warmly and offer various kind of food.

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"Ma'am, what about classmate Lu Li?"

A broad voice came.

After a night's rest, Professor Dale was obviously in a lot of energy, and he couldn't wait to come to find Lu Li.

The priestess kept her smile, and she also wanted to know more about the "gods".