savior epic

Chapter 157 Waiting For Forgiveness

"You want to inquire about the ghost?"

Drinking water, the blacksmith who had just finished work sat on the bench and asked.

Chen Yi nodded.

Prior to this, Chen Yi probably asked around the entire market, and the information she got was about the same.

"...You are from Resurrection Town, this is no fun, young man." The blacksmith wiped the sword he had just forged, "I am at your age, and I also like to run around, and I don't want to go to church to listen to the Lord. teaching."

"Don't worry, I came after seeking the Lord's favor." Chen Yi said politely, "And I have a place to stay tonight."

The blacksmith put the long sword on the ground, and he said: "Well, young people who like to ask around, no one took that dirty thing seriously at first. But it happened like this, someone fell into the well, and these You should know everything. Then let me say something else. The person collecting the corpse is my friend, and I know some details that others don’t."

"What details?"

"The man who died was a rich man. According to his wife, he brought a whole bag of money when he went out to drink, but when he fished it up, there was nothing in the bag." The blacksmith rested his hands on the sword grid.

Listening to the information, Chen Yi probably knew the type of the ghost.

In the discourse of occultism, ghosts are classified as a kind of spiritual body.

In the category of ghosts, the subdivision is extremely complicated, but there is a consensus that ghosts will pursue a certain obsession in life, and stay in the world because of this obsession, and are reluctant to enter heaven or hell.

According to what I heard, this ghost has been absorbing negative energy, growing vigorously, and already has the ability to affect reality.

Chen Yi speculates that the ghost's obsession is money and opening other people's heads.

As long as money is used as bait, he should be able to lure him to the door.

Just as Chen Yi was thinking, the blacksmith turned his face and looked behind him.

A hunter came slowly.

"Oh, Ogden, my friend," said the blacksmith warmly.

Chen Yi turned her head and saw the Orion she met when she entered the town.

At this time, he didn't bring a bow or a dog, and still had a hatchet pinned to his waist. He said to the blacksmith, "My things are finished?"

"Of course, Ogden." The blacksmith stood up and handed the long sword to Ogden. "Look, if you take advantage of it, the only thing left is to go to the church and pour some holy water, and pray for the Lord's blessing."

Ogden felt the weight of the long sword. At this moment, he looked at Chen Yi and said in surprise, "Oh, it's you."

"Hello, we meet again." Chen Yi greeted.

"You guys know each other? What a coincidence," said the blacksmith.

"I met them once when they entered the town." Ogden stroked the long sword, feeling the sharpness of its blade.

"Hey, Ogden, where did you get so much money to pay me to make this sword? You have only been here for half a year, let alone earned it here." The blacksmith looked at the sword proudly and asked.

"You don't need to worry about it." Ogden said, and glanced at Chen Yi, "What are you here for?"

"This young man asked me about ghosts." The cheerful and outgoing blacksmith patted Chen Yi on the shoulder, "I was also restless like this when I was young."

Chen Yi keenly saw that Ogden was frowning, with vigilant eyes.

"Young man, I advise you not to inquire about such filthy things." Ogden picked up the prepared scabbard from where the blacksmith was sitting, and put the sword into the scabbard.

Chen Yi noticed that he was skillful and often seemed to wield a long sword.

Opening the eyes of spiritual vision, Chen Yi looked at the wealthy hunter again.

His soul was lonely and sad, suppressed by remorse, and he seemed to have made some mistakes.

"Before nightfall, you can go to church, take some holy water during worship, and apply it on your wrists and eyebrows, so that you will be blessed by the Lord. This is what the priest often said." Ogden didn't notice it, and suggested kindly .

Cenduil sat on the step of the carriage, flicking the black horse Amanda's tail from time to time.

She is not familiar with magic, rituals, occultism and the like.

They were somewhere in a remote corner of the town. Lomea was standing on dry land, bending over and placing gold coins.

Chen Yi's attainments in mysticism were not as good as this envoy's, so she watched her fiddle with the ritual while holding the taboo of the long sword.

"Okay, this should be able to lure the ghost over." Lomea clapped his hands.

Chen Yi nodded, the taboo blade of the long sword had already been coated with silver powder.

Cenduil put his hand on the elven curved sword, jumped off the pedal, and nodded towards Chen Yi.

It was she who did the main work, and that was what she asked for.

"Cenduil, you don't understand the old saying?" Lomea asked, recalling something.

"That's right, for a long time, I didn't know what it was." Qin Duyi paused and continued.

Lomea nodded slightly, this is not unusual, not everyone knows the old saying.

"Just chanting can communicate mysterious power, which is somewhat similar to our ancient elf language."

"It's not similar, maybe your ancient elf language is one of the ancient sayings." Lomea said.

"I'm not good at learning these things." Qin Duyi paused, looked at Chen Yi, and said piously: "Just praying to the Lord every day has already taken me a lot of time."

Chen Yi naturally heard her words.

Zenduil was extremely devout, and therefore loyal.

However, it also caused a little trouble for myself.

According to the rules of the Knights of the Nuns, Cenduil prayed in the morning, in the afternoon, in the evening, and recited scriptures for a quarter of an hour before going to bed.

And just now, she begged herself to sit in the carriage, and she held his hand, prayed over and over again, and finally closed her eyes and kissed the back of her hand until she did the ring ceremony and touched her fingertips to her head After getting up, she will reluctantly let go.

Bang Bang.

In the dark night, an inexplicable, chilling voice sounded.

The cold and quiet wind slid across the street, kicking up dust.

Cenduil frowned, her excellent hearing allowed her to catch the direction of the sound at once.

Lomea stepped back a little and walked to Chen Yi, and they leaned towards the carriage, leaving the open space for Cenduil.

Zenduil drew out the Elven Curved Sword that was also coated with silver powder. The blade was made of white wood and fine steel, and it glowed with silver light under the moonlight.

Chen Yi opened her eyes of spiritual vision, and obviously felt Luomea tremble beside her, but it was helpless.

Putting the long sword on her waist, Chen Yi was ready to draw it out at any time.

In the distance, a thin figure appeared in the gloomy alley.

Chen Yi saw him clearly.

The ghost's lips were pale, his face was dead black, his expression was distorted and stiff, and he was frozen in hatred. The back of his head was separated ferociously, and the two halves of the head drooped to the ground.

He was obviously attracted by the ceremony on the ground, staring greedily at the gold coins in the ceremony, and muttered in his mouth: "Money, indescribable money, a lot of gold coins, ah, damn Uldun, my stingy brother, I will never give you money." Curse you!"

He almost didn't notice the three people standing not far from the ceremony, moving with cold and gloomy steps.

Cenduil remained motionless, calmly waiting for him to come to the ceremony where the gold coins were placed.

Immediately afterwards, she moved forward a few steps so fast that she almost moved forward, and swung the blade down.

The ghost's head split into two halves, and after a crisp click, it fell to the ground.

Before the head screamed in panic, Zenduil slammed the blade down, and in an instant, the head was bloody and fleshy.

Then, the ghost's body stopped and fell to the ground without support.

The whole process is very simple and crisp.

This was not what Chen Yi expected. He raised his hand and was about to close his eyes of spiritual vision, but he saw a figure flashing past in a certain corner.

It's Ogden.

Even though the night was dark, Chen Yi didn't need to see the face clearly, she could see the soul inside the figure.

Chen Yi slowly closed her eyes of spiritual vision.

Lomea breathed a sigh of relief, her boiling stopped.

She said softly: "It's settled like this. Sure enough, the ghosts here won't be too difficult to deal with."

"It's not what we expected." Chen Yi said.

"Then, if we get the raven heart from the priest of the Temple of Misery tomorrow, we should immediately perform the ceremony and go to the ancient holy capital, right." Lomea confirmed, looking up at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi shook her head as she expected.

"No, later." Chen Yi looked towards the place where Ogden's figure disappeared, "There is a soul waiting for forgiveness."

(End of this chapter)