Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Although it was just empty words, Father Solje still thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Lord Fang, for your kindness. We only ask for a normal life."

"Now that you're here, can we talk about our missionary work in Da Jing? If possible, I hope Da Jing can help us build a church in the capital, so we can spread our teachings. Of course, we won't let you spend money for nothing. When we have the ability to earn money, we will also subsidize the people, and we will also pray for the people of Da Jing."

Tsk tsk, these foreign monks are still monks after all. The routine is pretty much the same... They think of everything to spread their teachings, except paying back the money for building the church.

Fang Zheng Yi said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Father, this matter is quite complicated. Why don't we go inside and sit down to talk? This official is a little tired from coming here. How about we chat while drinking tea?"

Father Solje hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment, I'll call the others out and then talk to Lord Fang in detail."

After saying that, the priest ran into the house and kicked out a large group of disheveled and dazed foreigners, before leading Fang Zheng Yi into the house.

Fang Zheng Yi's eyes twitched at this scene. It seemed like he had indeed gone a bit too far.

The house was a little small, and with so many people living there for two months, it was almost like a refugee camp!

However, the priest's self-cultivation was indeed good. If it were him, he would have rebelled in a week!

As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Zheng Yi's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated.

A strong smell of rancidity and the heavy body odor of foreigners rushed over, almost knocking him over.

It wasn't much better than a dry toilet!

However, Father Solje didn't notice anything unusual and looked back at Fang Zheng Yi, asking, "Lord Fang, please come in?"

Fang Zheng Yi stopped at the door, vaguely seeing a dark green gas constantly湧ing out of the house....

His expression changed again and again, and finally, he gritted his teeth and bravely stepped inside.

Even with his incredibly strong adaptability, it still took him three minutes to recover.

Just then, the priest poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him, asking with hope in his eyes, "Can Lord Fang speak now? Does your country's emperor know about our missionary work?"

Fang Zheng Yi looked at the teacup with disgust.

Who knew how many foreigners had used this thing? He felt uncomfortable, so he didn't take it.

He replied, "Regarding your missionary work, I've helped you inquire about it, and to be honest, it's quite difficult to handle."

"It was fine before, why is it difficult now?" Solje immediately became anxious.

He had waited two months, only to get this in return?

"What I said before was that it was theoretically possible. You have to understand and comprehend this meaning." Fang Zheng Yi reached out and tapped the table, then continued, "You are Fica people. Our Da Jing has some conflicts with Fica and the Holy See. Just this point alone makes it difficult for you to preach."

"This is definitely not a problem! Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. As long as we can preach in Da Jing, we can mediate all the conflicts between Da Jing and Fica and the Holy See. Please rest assured."

Fang Zheng Yi raised an eyebrow. "If you can really solve this problem, then the subsequent matters will be much easier. After all, my Da Jing has always hoped to have friendly exchanges with the outside world."

Father Solje nodded with a smile.

"However... even if this problem can be solved, missionary work is not that simple. Father, you must know that my Da Jing has its own local religious sects, and the court's attitude is neither support nor opposition. May I ask what advantages your church has to gain a foothold here? If you can convince me, then you will definitely be able to convince the court. But if you can't even convince me, then I think there's no need for you to continue making such a big fuss in Da Jing." Fang Zheng Yi changed the subject.

Convince you? That's easy.

Father Solje said calmly, "Then let me tell Lord Fang about it. The history of the Taifu Church can be traced back to the creation of the world, since..."

"Wait a moment." Fang Zheng Yi raised his hand and said with a smile, "I think there's no need to talk about this part. Various civilizations in the world have their own creation stories, which are really not worth mentioning."

"Does Da Jing have one too?" Father Solje was taken aback.

"Of course, there is. Let's talk about Pangu creating the heavens and the earth..." Fang Zheng Yi began to narrate in detail.

These legends didn't exist in Da Jing, but that didn't stop him from telling them to the foreigners. The cultures seemed similar anyway, and it wouldn't feel out of place to add them.

However, Solje didn't take it seriously after listening, and said bluntly, "This is just a fabricated story. As the god of creation, how could he die?"

Fang Zheng Yi sneered, "This is the culture of my Da Jing. Although the body dies, the spirit lives on forever. This is called sacrificing oneself to achieve enlightenment. Later generations have followed suit one after another, so we don't need an all-knowing and all-powerful god above our heads."

"In addition, this official also has a good understanding of the creation gods of other overseas countries. I heard that my father traveled overseas in his early years and went to a place called Tianzhu. The mythology of Tianzhu can be described as colorful. The gods there destroy and rebuild the universe by singing and dancing. The gods can't wait to poke a hole in the sky every morning. So, do you think your mythology is still attractive in front of this official?"

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Solje swallowed his saliva. What Tianzhu mythology? It was a bit perverted.

"Lord Fang, that's not mythology. And to be frank, the Tianzhu story you told should also be fabricated!"

"Why is everyone else's fabricated, but yours isn't?"

Father Solje shouted, "Beginning with me, ending with me, there is no god but me. This is what the Holy Word says. Also, I have seen with my own eyes, in the Fica fog, the face of the Holy Father appeared, and thousands of people witnessed this scene. You can ask others if you don't believe me."

Fang Zheng Yi curled his lips: "Are there any other miracles?"

"Of course, there are. For example, all the items in the church fire were destroyed, except for the statue of the Holy Father, which was unharmed. People who were terminally ill recovered overnight after sincere prayer. Also, there were heretics in the Kingdom of Xilo who caused chaos. The clock tower collapsed for no reason and crushed the heretics to death. There are too many miracles, I could talk for three days and three nights if you're willing to listen."

Fang Zheng Yi smiled disdainfully, "Most of the stories you tell, I can consider them to be fake or natural phenomena. The church intentionally uses them to deceive the people. And to be honest, I've seen things that are much more exciting than yours."

"The church would never lie!" Solje denied with anger.

"I have a friend named Luffy, a sailor. He found a fruit called the Devil Fruit overseas. After eating it, his body can stretch at will. There is also a country overseas called the Marley Kingdom. The people of the Marley Kingdom are born with the ability to transform into giants several feet tall after being injured. There is also the Hidden Leaf Village... I have seen all these things with my own eyes. Which one isn't more magical than what you said? And the gods you believe in, they don't believe in."

Solje was shocked: "Impossible... I've never heard of it. Are there such heretics?"

Fang Zheng Yi said leisurely: "Let me tell you about something closer to home. I have a subordinate named Zhang Biao. He can eat a whole sheep in one meal. Once, in a state of extreme anger, he grabbed his own scalp and lifted himself up."

"How is that possible?!" Father Solje blurted out.

"Heh heh, so you can tell the difference between truth and falsehood. Why do you believe the lies that the Taifu Church makes up?"

"......."

Countless black lines hung down from Father Solje's forehead.

Are you freaking kidding me? I thought Luffy and the others were real!

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