Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 86 Morse

According to previous exorcism experience, although all demons are demons, they also have their own strengths and weaknesses, and a hierarchy.
If it can still be connected with the clergy of the church, then this demon is really not simple,
Not all demons can transform into priests related to God, after all, God is still watching.

"So which one is this..."

Yorks stared at the photo for a long time. Although it felt familiar, he still couldn't remember it.

"never mind."

Yorks simply gave up and called Ed again.

Now that this demon has been able to invade Ed's dream, I am afraid that the current power that the other party can use has reached a considerable level.

According to this development speed, he can be sure that the Warrens may encounter supernatural events similar to Ronnie Defoe later.

All he can do is wait.

"Father Yorks?"

Hearing Ed's voice coming from the phone, Yorks said calmly.

"Ed, if any of you come here, remember to tell me in advance, whether you just went to test the authenticity, or what."

Ed's tone was heavy and serious, "Understood, Father Yorks."

"Ah."

Yorks smiled, comforted Ed a few more words, and then hung up the phone, finished the lunch next to him in one go, and was about to start working as a priest. He had already heard footsteps behind him.

"Father, my name is Morse, would you like to listen to my troubles?" A very distressed young man was asking cautiously.

The figure is very western, the face is rough, the hair is in the type of exuberance, but the most important point is that it is very unfamiliar, very unfamiliar, as if it is the first time I saw it today.

"look unfamiliar?"

Yorks' eyes brightened, because face-to-face can easily trigger random tasks.

"Uh, I heard that you are very good at listening to other people's distress, and also very good at giving corresponding suggestions..."

Very disturbed words sounded again from the mouth of this young man named Morse.

And Yorks has shown a benevolent expression that belongs to the priest and belongs to him, said gently.

"Son, maybe every priest is very good at the two things you said, come on, let me hear what your troubles are."

[Trigger random task]
[Solve Morse's distress]
[Task reward: +0.5 points]

[Whether to accept the task]
Morse's eyes lit up, "Is it really possible?"

Yorks nodded and smiled, "Come and sit."

In order to get this task reward, he is naturally willing to become a psychological counselor.

[Mission accepted successfully]
Morse didn't understand, he nodded heavily, with a moved expression on his face, and quickly sat in the position indicated by Yorkes.

"..."

Most of the troubles of ordinary people lead to the same goal by different routes, either financial problems, family problems, the pressure of parenting, or emotional problems.

The problem that bothered Morse happened to be an emotional problem, but the more Yorks heard it, the more he felt something was wrong.

According to his account, this chattering young man is exactly the same as those licking dogs in his previous life, even worse than this.

How serious is this.

Because he broke up with his girlfriend who had been with him for several months, it is a very normal thing for couples to break up,
As for why he was troubled, the reason was just before the breakup, because of a few words from his girlfriend, he directly had a ligation operation.

Ligation surgery, as the name suggests, everyone understands it. Simply put, this guy will never have a chance to export billions in the future.

"Father, the restoration operation failed," Morse said regretfully.

"It means I won't have any children in the future, what should I do?"

Yorks' calm face couldn't help but twitch. He really didn't know how to answer such a weird question.

You must know that in order to deal with the various questions of the believers, he already has a set of corresponding words or relatively easy answers in his mind to ensure that every believer can return with a full reward.

But this is such a weird question, Yorks really doesn't know where to start,
But for the sake of the task, Yorks couldn't help but glanced at the expectant Morse, and could only bite the bullet and steer the question elsewhere.

"Can I ask you a question of principle?"

Morse nodded, "Father, you ask."

Yorks was a little direct, "Do you like children?"

Morse frowned, seemed to be thinking seriously, he nodded and shook his head.

"I shouldn't like it, because I think those little kids seem annoying,
My neighbor is a single mother, she has three children, I see how she is haggard every day, and now her sister is here again, she is about to collapse

I can't imagine these things happening in my world..."

Although because of this sentence, Yorks thought of the Robert family outside, and Robert had four children, but he finally found another angle.

"So why are you bothering about this? You have perfectly accomplished what you want now."

Morse was stunned, he never thought of this, these days he was troubled by the lack of successors.

As he spoke, Yorks glanced at the silent Morse and sensed something was going on.

"Everyone has a choice, and since it's your real choice, and since you don't like children, why bother with it?"

"This is my choice..." Morse seemed to have figured it out, and muttered to himself.

"Yes, this is your own choice."

Yorks made the sign of the cross on his chest, and his tone was still gentle.

"Everyone has times of self-doubt, but the important thing is to believe in your own choices, children, please believe in the ability God has given you, and face challenges bravely."

Morse's eyes became brighter and brighter, he took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Father, you are right. Since this is my choice, I just do it. It's useless to regret it."

Yorks smiled gently and gave support. At this time, there is no need to say anything, the other party will make up his own mind.

Morse took a deep breath and stood up.

"Thank you for your enlightenment, Father, I really don't need to worry about this matter."

When Morse's words sounded, Yorks heard the hint in his ear.I was relieved.

[Solve Morse's troubles (completed)]

[Task Reward: +0.5 (issued)]
"Son, the Lord is with you." Yorks habitually kept the mantra on his lips.

"He will hear your heart and guide you."

"Thank you!"

Morris, who had already understood his thoughts, nodded, took out his wallet before leaving, took out a few banknotes and stuffed them into the offering box.

Yorks returned the salute, "Thank you for your dedication."

"You're welcome, Father."

Morris smiled and left immediately, having decided in his heart that he would come to this church more in the future.

Yorks watched, watched Morse disappear at the door, and swept around the old believers in the hall, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

This 0.5 is really hard to earn!
Thinking of what he said just now, Yorks shook his head, looked at the virtual window in front of him, and continued to add the 0.5 he just got to his health.

[HP: 124.5 to 125]

In the case that other attribute values ​​are sufficient, he still focuses on health.

Feeling the slight feeling of this 0.5 point increase on the body, Yorks always felt that the addition of this life point to a certain level would bring qualitative changes to his body.

Glancing at the hall again, after thinking about it, Yorks walked towards the lounge next to him with his lunch trash.

The rhythm of possessing saints cannot be stopped. Before preparing to deal with the nun, a demon, more powerful things must be prepared in advance.

Now that he understands three spells that can attack and defend, and with the addition of the Saint, he needs to make more changes.

"It's time to order a batch of munitions for consecration, such as revolver grenade guns..."

Yorks muttered to himself in the dark alleyway, and noon passed in the blink of an eye.

　Calvin, the outrageous thing is not the story card, but the arms and weapons. I checked for a long time...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)