Fairy Tale: Conquering the Nun with Black Silk at the Beginning

With her blond curly hair, she looks like Audrey Hepburn at first glance, and like Marilyn Monroe from the side.

There is a small mole on the wing of her nose, and her lush scarlet lips give her a unique charm.

Wayne still remembers this nun with a mole on the wing of her nose and a plump figure.

On his first night in the church, it was this plump nun named Deya who complained that the soft bread and lamb meat that the priest used to entertain Wayne were too rich.

Wayne narrowed his eyes and looked at Deya’s plump flesh. His memory has always been surprisingly good.

Deya’s drum has already found a way to get moisture.

“What kind of magic is this? Sister Deya, who was killed by the priest, is alive again!”A nun covered her face and exclaimed, totally unable to believe what she saw.

Duna Xiangzhuo and Mi Da looked at each other. They witnessed with their own eyes that Wayne summoned a magic circle. In the midst of the yin energy, Deya, a slightly older nun who was killed by the priest, was resurrected like this!

Instantly.

The surprised nuns surrounded Deya’s plump breasts and asked what Deya had experienced.

The plump nun just said that it was like she had a long sleep and had a dream that she couldn’t remember.

Life is like a dream.

Wayne did not participate in the topic. He sat at the warning table with his legs crossed.

His eyes were browsing the system page.

【Congratulations on completing this Chaos Summon!】

【Under the influence of insanity, the number of silver coins required for the next Chaos Summon has been randomly increased to】

【1000 coins!

Wayne sneered. Beyond was not in his right mind. The next summoning directly brought him 1000 silver coins!

This means.

The reward for the next [Chaos Summoning] will be ten times stronger than the ordinary summoning!

This time, the summoning of 300 silver coins is three times stronger than the ordinary summoning, and the reward is to resurrect the dead woman.

What will the ten times stronger reward be?

Wayne pursed his lips and did some calculations in his mind.

People who are diligent in calculating accounts can best know the gains and losses of life.

Now.

There is also Mendes, the village chief of Aoshen Village, a vampire servant with unknown abilities. The priest turned into a bat-like monster, and no one knows what he will become.

And his wife, these two monsters will bring Wayne a lot of [Corpse to Gold] silver coins.

In addition to the vampire Count Nosferatu, killing him will definitely bring more silver coins!

Calculating silently in his heart.

The goal of 1000 silver coins is not far away, and there are still monsters in the forest to fight.

Wayne closed the system page and looked at the resurrection array in front of him.

The faint fluorescent light flickered, and waves of yin energy flew.

When Wayne first came to the fairy tale world, the nun who died under the giant claws of the werewolf also walked out of the resurrection array.

Huo Yila.

A very beautiful name, like a pretty girl standing in front of the fishing port in the village in Monet’s painting in the sunrise.

Huo Yila’s dimension is not exaggerated, it is very graceful, like a dancer.

Among the nuns with protruding front and back, this is like a clear stream, with a unique charm.

It’s like eating big fish and meat all day, and occasionally having a light and delicate dish of French foie gras to change the taste.

Seeing that the nun sister Huo Yila who was dragged into the forest and killed by the werewolf was resurrected by Wayne.

Now, even Deya, who had just been resurrected, was shocked!

This Wayne, the means and spells are so powerful?

Even Huo Yila, who had died in the hands of the werewolf for three days, can be resurrected in this way similar to praying for rebirth?

This is the ability of God in the Bible?

Could it be that Mr. Wayne is already as powerful as God?

Wayne looked at the shocked nuns in front of him and thought to himself.

Including the newly resurrected Deya and Huoila, the number of nuns in the church has now reached 38.

During the day, the materials brought by the three little pig builders were enough to repair the three-story bell tower of the church, allowing the church bell tower to operate normally.

But

Wayne felt that this was not enough.

The entire church needed to be expanded!……………………

Night.

Amid the praises of the beautiful nuns, Wayne drank some milk, ate a few bites of peaches, and returned to the room on the second floor to rest.

He did not plan to live in the priest’s lounge.

The plan to expand the entire church has been put on the agenda. After the church is built, he will build a private rest area for himself.

Lying on the bed, Wayne closed his eyes and rested.

There was silence in his ears. This fairy tale world lacked the hustle and bustle of the steel city in his previous life, but it had more peace to heal the soul.

The door was gently pushed open.

There was a slight rustling sound of bare feet stepping on the floor.

Moreover.

It sounded that the pair of jade feet walking barefoot on the floor had a thin layer of sweat on the soles.

The soft bare feet stepped on the floor, sweaty, and each footstep seemed sticky and dull.

Wayne smelled the smell of laundry soap in the air. It seemed that the visitor was a nun who loved cleanliness and often changed her nun’s clothes.

Then.

Why were her bare jade feet sweaty?

Wayne looked up and saw that it was Deya.

The plump nun with a mole on the wing of her nose who had treated him with soft bread and lamb on the first night.

She was holding something in her hand.

This made Wayne curious.

Before Wayne spoke, Deya spoke first.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like the big sister next door.

She was charming and gentle, like the beautiful aunt of the big sister next door.

“I offended you that night, Lord Wayne, and I am here to take the blame.”

Daya said affectionately, grabbing Wayne’s hand and placing it on the flour bag.

She exerted force on her hand, causing Wayne’s hand to tightly grasp the granary.

Then

Daya raised her other hand to Wayne, with a small box in her palm, an exquisite wooden box.

It seemed that this was the”thorn” Daya was asking for forgiveness.

Wayne took the small wooden box while kneading the dough.

The lid of the box popped open with a crisp sound.

Inside was an exquisite new pipe.

A small roll of tobacco leaves was tied with a thin thread, It was placed in a glass box next to the pipe.

Wayne immediately filled it with tobacco leaves, lit the pipe, and took a deep puff.

The smoke slowly flowed out of his nose.

Good tobacco, good fighting!

While Wayne was smoking, Deya had already lingered beside him.

Wayne took two more puffs of the pipe.

Thick white smoke filled the room.

The pipe was placed aside, and sparks were still shaking on the silently burning tobacco leaves.

Soon, the walls and ceiling also shook like the sparks shaking in the pipe……………………….

The next day.

At dawn.

Wayne was already standing by the lake, looking at the rising sun.

Looking at the sunrise is a sacred and peaceful pilgrimage.

Staring at the huge fireball, it first burned through the entire horizon, then rotted through the thick clouds, and finally lit up on the top of the mountains.

In this process.

It was as if the fog of confusion in my heart was also burned through, and my heart became clear and firm.

Wayne smoked his pipe while watching the sunrise.

Beyond!

This primitive and simple tobacco leaf is very durable, and there is a dry fragrance in the mouth, which is endless aftertaste.

Wayne sucked on his pipe and heard footsteps behind him.

He thought it was Felinoir who got up early to wash clothes, with a voluptuous body like a fitness supermodel.

Turning around and looking closely.

Standing in front of him was a thin young man.

His skin was pale, but there was a hint of blood on his face.

It was the young man who had escaped from the bloody bunker of Little Red Riding Hood’s grandmother and was rescued by the hunter Oak yesterday.

Wayne held his pipe in one hand and asked calmly,”How are you, lucky young man?”

To be able to escape from the Little Red Riding Hood grandmother who was more feverish than a succubus and more thirsty for blood than a vampire, this young man was definitely as lucky as winning the first prize in the lottery. The young man nodded weakly,”It’s nothing serious. Thank you, Mr. Wayne. I heard everything. It was you who went to find the witch in the forest yesterday to save me.”

Wayne had a blank expression on his face,”It’s nothing. Killing monsters and saving innocent villagers is my duty. I want to know about the Little Red Riding Hood grandmother.”

As soon as he said this, the young man’s face, which was originally a little rosy, suddenly turned pale because of extreme fear!

“That was a complete lunatic! In pursuit of eternal youth and never aging, that woman bathed in blood all day long and drank snake venom as water!”

Wayne thought, no wonder grandma asked Little Red Riding Hood to bring two poisonous vipers when she visited her. Drinking snake venom as water is fine.

But then bathing in human blood in pursuit of eternal youth.

Wayne thought of the simple sketch that Oak showed him when he first met the hunter Oak. The blood words on it were [eternal youth], [unfading beauty], [immortality] and so on.

Wayne put his hand on the young man’s shoulder, as if to encourage, as if to give spiritual support to this young man who had escaped death and was extremely terrified.

“Go on.”

The young man then told his story. When he was walking back to the village on a path in the forest, suddenly!

There were a few strange purple mushrooms beside the road, which began to spray out purple powder.

Then.

The young man lost consciousness, and when he woke up again, he was already in a closed, salty room.

He was tied to an iron bed with iron chains.

Next to him was a white iron plate with various surgical knives on it.

A woman with an exaggerated buttocks, but a waist as thin as a wasp, with her hands in the pockets of her plump and perky buttocks, as if groping for something.

Then from the pocket of the drum She took out two pairs of white gloves and began to bleed herself. After collecting enough blood for a small bowl, the woman with red curly hair left the room.

The young man then saw that the room was connected to a corridor. A few minutes after the woman left, the corridor was filled with red steam.

It was like the gas that floated out after burning blood.

Blood steam.

The young man noticed that the beautiful woman forgot to lock his hands when she left.

He opened the lock, fumbled for a long time, escaped, and then fell to the ground and lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he found himself in the church.