Scum Coercion

I heard her uneasy speech, and looked at the church with some puzzlement.

In addition to the main body of the church, there is a large yard here, which seems to be provided for the staff of the church to live in. It is a row of bungalows with a western style, and the church faces the bungalows and is in the center of the yard.

If you look carefully at the notice board, the rows of houses on the other side seem to have their own functions. They are missionary places, libraries and so on.

To be honest, I think this kind of atmosphere is quite normal. There is nothing to be disturbed by. The most important thing is that there seems to be no one here, and there will be no crowding of the people I hate the most.

"Uh, what's bothering you here?"

"I, I can't tell."

Biting her lip and thinking hard for a while, Jasmine shook her head and spoke weakly.Then she hugged my arm again in fear.

"Master, shall we hurry up?"

"Okay, okay, just a moment, let's deal with things first."

"Well... that's fine too."

Although there was an obviously uncomfortable expression on her face, her reliance on me overcame her uneasiness, and Jasmine nodded obediently.

Oh oh oh, up to this moment, I still have to feel that Jasmine is really cute and smart. If it wasn't because my life would be sucked away by her, I would definitely not bring her to such a place.

"Huh...huh..."

While I was talking to Jasmine, there was a sound like a bison panting uncomfortably.

Huh?this is?

I turned my head to look at Baiji, and sure enough, she stopped sweeping the floor and was staring at us with gritted teeth, and she was still panting heavily because of anger.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"You are so disgusting, burn you to death, let you see my WITCH FRAME!!"

"You, you, wait for me, don't forget what we are here for! And setting fire here will be seen by people!!!"

I stopped her in a panic, and we walked into the church after a long pause.

Following the opened door, I led Jasmine into the church.

"~~~"

After entering, I couldn't help blowing the whistle.

How do you say it inside... It really looks like a standard church: a slightly dark inner room, high ceilings, dozens of chairs on the left and right, a statue of Jesus in front of it, and the innermost left and right sides. of various carvings.

It should be a good choice of time, and there are not too many religious believers nowadays. After entering, we can only see people in twos and threes walking around blankly and then going out.

There are chairs on the left and right sides for worship, and Jasmine and I walked forward along the carpet in the middle, and gradually walked towards the hall exuding a sacred atmosphere.

The bletilla striata timidly followed behind me.

"Ouch, isn't this place too gloomy? It's worthy of being a vicious religious resident."

"But no priests, priests, or anything."

I rubbed my head and grunted.

Then I had an idea, and when Baiji was still looking around with vigilance, I pulled Jasmine back and walked back.

"Hey? Where are you going?"

"Let's go to the staff here."

"But shouldn't they be in the lobby?"

"No, it seems to be lunch break at this time, and they probably aren't here."

As I said this, I walked to the church yard at the beginning, covered the sun with my palms, and looked at the rows of houses.

Hmm... There shouldn't be any of those places, so it's the prayer room?

"Hey, Baiji, do you know where the prayer room of this church is?"

"Uh, prayer room? What's that?"

This person... is really an idiot. He arbitrarily regards the Catholic Church, which has no injustice and no enmity, as an imaginary enemy, but he doesn't understand his enemy at all. To put it bluntly, he has no brains.

I sighed and explained to her as I walked towards the back of the church:

"Actually, I don't know much about it. I don't know if it's called a prayer room or a confession booth. In short, religious facilities all have this kind of room for receiving believers—of course, they need to charge money."

"Oh……"

She muttered softly, stumbling along behind me.

After walking about 30 meters, our footsteps stopped.

There is indeed a protruding small room at the northwest rear of the church. If you look closely, it is actually a place connected to the hall of the church, similar to the back door.

This design should be because people who come to the confession room have unspeakable secrets, so be sure to ask for concealment when confessing and confessing.

Walking to the door, I knocked tentatively:

"That... is there anyone?"

After standing in front of the wooden door for about 30 seconds, there was no movement at all.