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Chapter 1164 The Gospel
It was the afternoon when Jiang Chanji came to the monastery. It was neither the time for the nuns to pray nor the time for rest. He took a cursory glance and saw that except for the young children under ten years old, most of the nuns were In labor, women farm and women weave, plant, pick, weave and wash clothes, and even children are doing things within their capabilities, such as helping to carry things or deliver things, just like the world in Peach Blossom Spring.

The fertile volcanic soil here is extremely fertile, and there is no need for fertilization to make plants thrive, so there is no smell of feces, and there are no pests at such a high altitude, and there is no need to spray insecticides, only the bees brought up specially. A small number of beneficial insects are pollinating the flowers, and the geothermal generators are buried deep under the monastery. There is no noise or exhaust pollution. , It is completely possible to close the mountain gate and enjoy the small world here detached from the outside world, without taking risks to go to a different star, even he looks a little jealous, and sighs that the good vision of the dean can find this kind of fairyland.

Catherine and Arabella are also working. They are wearing rough casual clothes that are easy to work with, short sleeves and cropped trousers. The former is planting crops, while the latter is washing clothes with a few little nuns. They seem to be singing while washing. She was sweating, but her complexion was very good. In the past, she couldn't do anything because she was blind, but now she actively participates in labor, contributing her strength and exercising her body at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chanji felt that it was a good thing that the mobile phone signal could not be received here. Otherwise, it would be unavoidable that some nuns would secretly swipe their mobile phones between work. Although it was not a heinous thing, the picture would not be so beautiful pure.

Jiang Chanji only glanced at it, and went straight to the meditation hall. On the way, he passed several cleaning nuns. There were also nuns preparing dinner in the kitchen. It is some home-grown rough tea and light food.

The door of the meditation hall was tightly closed, and he could not break in directly because of reason, otherwise he would be suspected of spying on the privacy of the head priest, so when there was no one in the corridor, he came out and knocked on the door lightly.

It was very quiet inside the door, and he couldn't hear a sound. Just when he suspected that the dean was no longer inside, and he might just go to the toilet, there was finally a plain response from inside the door: "What's the matter?"

"It's me, Jiang Chanji, and I'm the only one." He whispered.

"Please come in." The dean's voice raised a bit, and he was flattered to be able to say "please" from her every time.

He opened the door gently, entered quietly, and closed the door gently.

As Michelle said, there is only the dean himself in the meditation hall. Since it is past noon, the oblique light from the hollow skylight above his head is not bright. The dean is sitting on the stone chair in the middle, his face and expression hidden in the shadows inside.

"Ms. Head Priest, greetings from Jiu Shu, are you alright?" He tentatively greeted with polite words. In fact, it was not long since his last visit. If the Head Priest was unwell, Arabella and the others would definitely tell.

"I'm fine. Did Michelle ask you to ask?" She asked. This spacious meditation hall has undergone a sophisticated acoustic design and has its own reverberation effect. Even normal speech is extraordinarily majestic. Of course, only limited to the central location.

Jiang Chanji paused, "She is indeed a little worried. I have other things to visit, but everyone is concerned about your health, please take care of yourself..."

"Sounds like a farewell - let me guess, are you leaving?"

"Yes, it will probably be soon." He admitted, "Although it may not be indefinite, but... I am afraid that even if there is a chance to see your beauty again, it will be a long time away. You... really don't Would you like to consider my proposal again? As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and the mountains and rivers here are as beautiful as a paradise, if you are gone..."

"Thank you, but I have made up my mind." The dean interrupted, "In addition, you may have misunderstood something. I will not be here. I will always stay in this holy place closest to heaven."

Jiang Chanji understood that the head pastor was to be buried here after death, and her soul would return to the embrace of God. It seemed that her will could not be shaken.

He has already said what he should say, it is time to say goodbye and he has to say goodbye, he made the last attempt, then...

"I know that people outside are worried about me, but I have been thinking about a problem recently, and I am constantly meditating, trying to seek God's answer." The dean said suddenly.

"Ah?" Jiang Chanji couldn't answer the question. What worried the dean of the dean must be theological questions. He couldn't say it out of his own accord--you listen to it, maybe I can answer what God can't answer?
"I have already got the answer." The dean stood up from the stone chair, "The answer is—God's gospel must be spread to every world."

Jiang Chanji didn't understand at first, isn't it just like listening to Jun's words?But after two seconds, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Does this "world" refer to...

"I decided to send Catherine and Arabella to preach the gospel on my behalf, and I hope you can agree." The dean said.

Jiang Chanji was tongue-tied. The dean’s decision was too unexpected, but thinking about it from her point of view, it seemed reasonable—the missionaries in ancient times were willing to take the risk because of the desire to spread the gospel of God. Is life in danger traveling to every strange continent?They traveled across the dangerous oceans, went deep into the barren land, and dealt with bandits, warlords, and cannibals. It can be said that they put their heads on their belts and practiced their belief in God with a narrow chance of death. Teaching must be passed on.

Then, the dean, who is no less devout and faithful than any sage, knows that there is a place far away that has not heard the gospel of God. Isn't it a matter of course that she can't sit idly by?Although that world is very primitive, it doesn't mean that there are no other intelligent creatures in that world. Jiang Chanji and the others have only been to a few areas--faith is a high ground, and if my religion doesn't occupy it, other religions will take it first.

Jiang Chanji was like enlightened, and instantly figured out the cause and effect.Now that the dean has made up his mind to preach, all that remains is who to send. She knows that her health is already going downhill, and the missionaries she sends must be firm and reliable. Catherine is the first choice for this important task, but Catherine is used to preaching by force. If there is another person to be matched with, it is a sister who goes to battle and fights with father and son soldiers.

(End of this chapter)