Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 126 New Events
The surface is unremarkable and unpretentious, but the inside shows connotation, and the luxury car starts slowly.

There was only one person when we came, and there was one more person when we went back.

It was the first time to be assigned to the deacon nun, and Yorks felt a little interesting.

Apprentice Irene was like a blank sheet of paper, allowing him to paint various colors on it. I don't know if this was also done by the old man on purpose.

He is undoubtedly very satisfied with Irene.

Yorks leaned back, changed his posture comfortably, and began to process the 0.5 attribute obtained today.

Without any hesitation, continue to add to the spirit to ensure that it can keep up with the pace of magic.

[Add points successfully]
[Spirit increased from 130 to 130.5]

Hearing the prompt, Yorks closed his eyes and rested his mind. Although the feeling of 0.5 points was very small, it was not without it.

"Eileen, let me know when you arrive."

Irene secretly glanced at the priest next to her,

"Yes, Father."
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new York.

Pluto Church.

It is unpretentious, and even when the priest is not there, there are always some believers coming and going, and there is an endless stream.

When someone leaves, someone will make up for it.

The first employee, Robert, wiped the floor-to-ceiling windows next to the wall with a towel, and looked at the believers scattered on the benches. He felt a little satisfied in his pride.

He has been at work for several days, and he has learned some things, and he has also met some believers who often come.

Through the conversation, he found that most of the believers had some connection with Father Yorks.

For example, Ms. Mothan, I heard that her daughter Sarah was once invaded by the devil, and it was Father Yorks who rescued himself.

This made Ms. Mosang very grateful. As far as he saw with his own eyes, the money Ms. Mosang put into the donation box was not too small.

There are also some believers who seem to have just arrived. Although these believers seem unwilling to explain, Robert is still keenly aware that when these believers who are dressed in decent clothes and look brand new and tall, when they talk about Father Yorks, they also have a smile on their faces. The color of gratitude.

Although the stay time is not as long as the old believers, but the dedication is greater than anyone else.

"I'm afraid it's like Ms. Mothan again. Father Yorks has done some good things again." Robert put a smile on his face.

As a person who was saved by Father Yorks, he likes to listen to Father Yorks' stories the most, and he likes to see others' gratitude to Father Yorks.

No reason, because it made him happy for the priest, and it also made him feel good...

"Goodbye, Robert." A voice sounded in his ear.

Robert quickly stopped wiping and looked in the direction of the sound source.

An old man with a handbag was standing there smiling at him.

This is an old believer who often comes to pray. He can sit there for a long time a day, and often complains to him that Father Yorks doesn’t do Mass, which she likes.

This left him at a loss as to how to answer, but during the conversation, this Ms. Isala still recognized Father Yorks. In her words, Father Yorks was a priest she could trust.

"Goodbye, Ms. Ishala." Robert smiled.

The old man smiled and slowly left the church with his handbag in his hand.

After watching him off, Robert resumed the action of wiping, and it was a mess quickly.

"Come on! Robert!"

He must let the priest see the brand new church when he comes back!

I don't know how long it has been.

The child's cry suddenly sounded.

"father!"

"Dad! Here we come!"

"..."

Robert, who was about to finish wiping, looked subconsciously and saw his wife standing in front of the door, seeing the excited expression of the child running towards him, and a bright smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Ai!"

Robert threw the towel into the bucket at the bottom, hugged his youngest daughter and third daughter in one hand, one on the left and one on the left, and walked towards his wife.

It was because of Father Yorks' salvation that his eldest daughter and second daughter could go to school, and the family could have a place to live.

"What delicious food did you cook today?"

“Macaroni, sandwiches, salads!”

"Wow, they are all my favorites!"

Hearing the crisp voice of his little daughter, Robert smiled and walked in front of his wife.

"Let's go out and eat."

Beth also had a smile on her face, nodded and walked out, whispering.

"Father Yorks hasn't come back yet?"

"No."

Robert shook his head, walked to the corner where he often eats, put down his two daughters, and let them play.

After hearing the answer, Beth silently kept the portion that Father Yorks liked to eat, and then served the lunch that her husband liked.

"It's okay, I can save Father York's portion for tonight."

Robert smiled, picked up the fork handed over by his wife and began to pull the macaroni on it, eating it with big mouthfuls.

"Ah."

Beth put a smile back on her face and sat down in front of her husband.

Like her husband, she was equally grateful to Father Yorks, but unfortunately the priest was not around much after that day or two, which made her gratitude ineffective.

Robert seemed to be able to feel this too, reached out and patted his wife's hand, and continued to gobble it up.

Until a period of time passed, Robert took the lunch box and his wife looked at the two daughters who were playing under a big tree with happiness on their faces.

But a girl who was hesitant to enter or not by the gate still attracted his attention.

Short hair, boyish attire, boyish hoodies and simple denim.

Robert quickly remembered that this hesitant girl was the girl who asked him carefully yesterday if the priest was there.

Beth also noticed the situation by the gate.

"Who is this child?"

"I don't know, I haven't found out recently, it should be a newcomer, but she seems to have some problem and needs Father York's help."

Recalling what happened yesterday, Robert put down the box, got up and walked towards the gate.

"I'll go take a look."

……

"It won't be said to be crazy, will it?"

"But that dream was too real!"

"I must believe in myself! See it with my own eyes!"

Standing by the door, Bridget looked at the old church that had been blown by the wind and rain, still hesitating.

The new generation who claim to be at the forefront of the trend should not be so, because this is something that can be laughed at by their peers.

She also thinks so, and has always believed that this world is a scientific world, but what happened recently still made her feel weird and scared.

The dreams she had every night were so real that she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams, and the constant murmurs in her ears also made her feel irritable and ready to move.

Keep murmuring for her to open that book!Open that book!
(End of this chapter)