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Text Chapter 382 The Little Pastor

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    The dean of the monastery was very trustworthy and acted very quickly. One month later, he completed all the procedures for Justinian and made him the resident priest of the small town of Roslyn.  Devin really became a templar of the goddess, left the monastery that had been lurking for more than ten years, and as his deputy, followed Justinian to the town of Rosslyn.  As for the widow Martha With the support of the dean, the ascetics built a house not far from the monastery, and she lived there and became a nun. It is said that she lived a very happy life.  But these have nothing to do with Devin. He and Justinian are already on the mountain road to the small town of Roslin.  The monastery is not far from the town, only more than 20 miles of mountain road, so the two of them are very leisurely.  "Devon, things are so wonderful. A month ago, I didn't think I would become a priest. Look at the people in the monastery, their eyes are blue with jealousy. Look, when I return to the town, my father's  If the snobs knew that I had become a pastor, they would be stunned, and they might even salute me. " He looked very excited, dancing and eager to rush back to the town and show off to his neighbors.  Devin carried the two salutes on his shoulders, listened with a smile on his face, and maintained his usual silence, which was completely opposite to the extroverted and exaggerated Justinian.  Justinian didn¡¯t mind this at all, but liked his friend¡¯s character very much.  He knows his shortcomings and can¡¯t hide things in his heart, so he likes to talk to others about them.  He knew that there were many things that he couldn't talk nonsense about, but he just couldn't help it.  ¡°Now that I have such a boring friend who I can confide in without worrying about him leaking it out, it¡¯s the best thing.  The two of them walked about half way when they saw a few people at the foot of the mountain in the distance rushing towards the mountain, very fast, as if there was something urgent.  Justinian said with some doubts: "Those people seem to be from Roslyn Town. Well, I recognize the one in front of me. That's Uncle Crow. What is he doing in the monastery?" Along this mountain road, there is nothing else but the monastery.  Remove, so he said this.  "Just go up and ask and you will know." Devin responded, quickening his pace, and Justinian quickly followed.  The two groups of people soon met.  As soon as Uncle Crow saw the two of them, his face showed joy, and he said happily: "Justinian, you came just in time, we are just going to find the dean." "Uncle, what's the matter?" Justin  Ni said in confusion.  As soon as he mentioned this, Crowe sighed and said with a sad face: "Something happened in the town. Nofan in the town went to the woods to cut firewood, and fell ill when he came back. Now it's even weirder, his eyes are red, and he gets angry when he sees people.  I'm afraid I'm possessed by an evil spirit. Let's find the leader to exorcise the evil spirit. "Evil spirit possession is a unique phenomenon in the Titan Kingdom. Although souls cannot exist directly here, some dead souls can use the barrier energy in the forest.  Even the corpse of a beast maintains part of its power. If an ordinary person bumps into it, his sanity will be affected.  In serious cases, the body will be snatched away by these dead souls. To mortals, they are very scary.  Exorcising evil spirits and summoning spirits is one of the priest¡¯s jobs.  As soon as he heard this, Justinian immediately stepped forward, patted his chest, and said generously: "Uncle, don't worry, I am now the resident priest of Roslin Town. This evil spirit  , I will drive him away." "He has been cultivating for so many years as a priest. Although his life is a bit ridiculous, his belief in the goddess is unquestionable.  Now he can cast three low-level magic spells a day.  Seeing that Uncle Crow still didn't believe it, Justinian showed the silver priest's seal on his hand and said, "Look, this is a priest's unique ring. Do you believe it now?" Priest's seal  , Uncle Crow had seen it before, but his face was still hesitant and said: "Charney, it's not that I don't believe in your identity, butthis evil spirit is a bit powerful. Nofan has become infinitely powerful, and the people in the town  All the militia captains were bitten to death by him. "They were all neighbors. He knew Justinian's character very well, but he didn't dare to believe the young priest's abilities.  When Justinian heard this, he was very unhappy. He felt like his hot face was pressed against his cold ass, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity to show off.  He said a compromise method: "How about this, let's give it a try first. If it doesn't work, how about we trouble the dean?" This evil spirit came just in time, and he drove it away.  This established his prestige in the town.  As for the theory that evil spirits are powerful, Justinian dismissed it. In the magical power given by the goddess,Now, no matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it will have to surrender.  Since he said so, Uncle Crow didn't want to refute his face too much. He just nodded and said: "Okay, let's go back to the town quickly." The group of people speeded up and hurried back.  Along the way, Justinian secretly fell behind, lowered his head slightly, and whispered: "Dewen, I think this evil spirit is really powerful. When I use my magic later, you have to pay attention to protect me."  "Don't let me die young." This was the first time he had to deal with evil spirits independently, and he felt a little uneasy.  Now that his bullshit was off, he began to think about his own safety.  Devin nodded and said: "Don't worry, I am a templar. This is what I do. I will protect your safety." The priest is the shepherd of God in the world. As for the templar, at the low level, he is basically an auxiliary.  Priests work to keep them safe.  Of course, if you become famous, you will have a bright future, and it will be easy to win the favor of the gods.  The Pope treated the powerful Templars with utmost courtesy.  Justinian was relieved now, with a relaxed smile on his face.  There are special martial arts books in the monastery, which are said to have been passed down by the goddess. If the ascetics are interested, they can practice at will and kill the boring time in the monastery.  Justinian himself knows a little bit, but it is basically useless. It is only used to strengthen the body, not for fighting.  But Dewen was different. In the monastery, he was the best at fighting. A fight with more than twenty people could be settled in minutes.  This little priest has great trust in his friend's force. With his guarantee, he feels confident.  The group of people was not too slow and soon saw the town of Roslin. Before they entered the town, they heard a shrill scream.  The sound was very sharp, and when heard in the ears, it was like someone poking an awl in the head, which was extremely uncomfortable.  "What's going on?" Justinian's face turned pale and his palms were sweaty. He had probably guessed something.  Sure enough, Uncle Crow replied: "This sound was made by Novan. He has gone crazy. We locked him in the cowshed with a chain lock." "Take me quickly, I will prepare to exorcise the spirit immediately.  "Justinian said.  Uncle Crow hurriedly led the way.  Without any instructions, Devin automatically fulfilled his duties as a Templar, took the thick hardwood stick he had been using for these years and followed first, protecting the thin Justinian behind him.  With this thick wall of flesh in front of him, Justinian breathed a sigh of relief and felt very stable in his heart.  The bullpen is not far away, it only takes five or six minutes to walk.  During this period, there were still sharp sounds coming out. When they arrived outside the cowshed, they saw many militiamen holding iron swords guarding the door, looking like they were ready.  Seeing the visitor, a strong militiaman came up and asked: "The patriarch is here?" Crowe shook his head and said: "No, but Justinian is here, and he is now the pastor of our town." The militiaman frowned and said:  "Justinian?" He looked at the thin figure hiding behind Devin and blurted out: "A guy with no hair is useless." It's not that people don't respect priests, it's actually Cha  Stinni was too young, and the people in the town had watched him grow up, so they were not afraid of him at all.  This was far from the scene that Justinian expected everyone to respect. He stood up, mustered up the courage, and righteously slapped the militiaman with a big hat: "Charlie, if you disrespect me, you are the goddess of fate."  Disrespect, you are blaspheming!¡± The militiaman named Charlie was still disdainful, but he could not bear the accusation of blasphemy. He said nothing, curled his lips, and said coldly: ¡°Okay, just go and try.  Try it." At the end of the day, he kindly reminded you: "I tell you, this guy is very fierce. He can't be killed with a sword, and he's not afraid of fire. If his head is cut off, it will grow back on its own. You have to be careful."  It's a trivial matter, it's up to me." Justinian made a big statement.  After saying that, he pushed Devin uneasily and whispered: "Dewen, my safety depends entirely on you." Devin paused with a wooden stick to indicate that he understood.  The two of them cautiously stepped forward and reached the guardrail of the cowshed. Through the dim light, they saw a monster tied inside.  Yes, it is a monster.  This body is no longer human-like. There are various scars all over the body, the flesh and blood are blurred, and many places are burnt black. In some places, the bones are exposed, and even the internal organs can be seen.  Obviously, people in the town have tried various methods beforeI couldn't kill the monster, but it didn't work.  But with such a serious injury, the monster continued to struggle, showing extraordinary vitality. It also let out sharp roars and bared its teeth at the two people who were approaching, and it was extremely fierce.  When Justinian walked to the entrance of the cowshed, the monster actually made a vague voice: "Aha, priest of the goddess of destiny, you are dead!" This incident made Justinian's face turn white.  In my experience, evil spirits never speak.  Not only can this guy talk, but he can also recognize his identity at a glance. He is definitely not a simple guy.  Seeing that Devin was standing in front of him, he didn't say much and started to release the spirit exorcism.  The Goddess of Destiny¡¯s magic is very special. The light is like water, extremely clear, swaying out and falling on evil spirits.  As soon as the evil spirit was hit by the magic, its body immediately trembled violently, and a shrill scream suddenly came out of its mouth, mixed with a vague roar: "Pastor, pastor! I will definitely kill you!"  Affected, his voice became much weaker.  Justinian didn¡¯t speak and released a magical spell again.  This time, the evil spirit could no longer hold on, its body trembling began to weaken, its voice gradually weakened, turning into a whimper, and it was about to die.  Seeing that the effect of the magic was obvious, Justinian was extremely happy. He simply used his last magic of the day and cast another exorcism. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The evil spirits will become completely immobile and completely lose their breath.  Justinian immediately turned around, looked at the militiamen behind him, and announced loudly: "Look, the evil spirits have been purified by me!" He looked extremely proud and satisfied.  When the townspeople who came to watch saw this situation, they had no choice but to believe in his methods.  "Okay, this guy is dead, drag him out and burn him." Justinian put on the airs of a priest and ordered.  This time, someone immediately obeyed the order, stepped forward, untied the thick chains, and dragged out the body that had been beaten into shape.  Looking at this horrific corpse with bloody flesh, Justinian shook his head, lowered his head, and prepared to recite a soul-crushing prayer for the town citizen Novan who was possessed by evil spirits.  But at this moment, the corpse moved again, jumped up from the ground at an extremely fast speed, and rushed towards Justinian.  This guy was pretending to be dead just now!  "Little pastor, your methods are too young!" The evil spirit burst into laughter.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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