Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

"Pastor Weiwei, someone who claims to be your secretary has business with you, do you want to open the door for her?" Ymir's voice sounded from outside the door.

"Wait until I come out."

After a while, Weiwei walked out of the bathroom in her bathrobe, came to the vestibule and opened the door of the hotel room.

Standing outside the door was Weiwei's secretary at Black Sand Company. Seeing Weiwei's wet hair and loose bathrobe, her throat couldn't help but move.

Oh my damn physique.

Weiwei was secretly pleased with her own charm, but on the surface she calmly asked first:

"Is the house I bought settled?"

The secretary was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses. She smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly took out a piece of sandpaper from her sheepskin satchel with a guilty conscience.

"Little boss, this is the real estate transfer contract. The legal staff has confirmed that there is no problem. Please sign it."

The secretary's eyes dodged a little, and she scolded herself obscenely in her heart, how could she have dirty thoughts about a kind little boss? !

"Ok."

Weiwei took the delicate grass sandpaper handed over.

It feels comfortable and soft to the touch, and the writing is clear. The holy emblem of Liujin Church is printed on the lower right corner, and the end reads:

Under the witness of the goddess, this transaction was reached voluntarily by both parties, and they will jointly abide by the content of the agreement in the future.

"This is the key to the house. According to your wish, the gifted slave has been transferred to the Black Sand Mercenary Company for arrangement. Is it going to be sent to the slave trader company for freedom?"

Weiwei took the key and nodded, "Well, those who have nowhere to go will be temporarily arranged to enter the company's front desk for training."

"Okay, do you want me to accompany you to look at the house today?"

"No, I'll go by myself later."

After sending the female secretary away, Weiwei summoned the lycanthropes and asked Lei Nuo and Ymir to organize everyone to go out.

"In the future, everyone will have a new home. The house is big enough for you to live together."

"Hey... Pastor Weiwei won't live with us in the future?" They lacked interest, and many of them showed reluctance.

Renault put his hands on his hips, with a serious tone:

"We have troubled Pastor Weiwei a lot, why don't you thank Pastor Weiwei quickly?"

"Okay... woo..."

Although everyone is very reluctant to be separated from the beautiful girl, they still have no choice but to accept this reality.

Weiwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "Why is it like parting from life and death... Ann, I will visit you often."

Weiwei was also very helpless, if it wasn't for meeting the blue dragon in the oasis, she would not take the risk of bringing the lycanthropist into the city.

Although Weiwei suspects that the blue dragon who saved her in the oasis is Sister Dai'er, that is, the Qinglei Scourge, but Weiwei dare not confirm it.

After thinking about it, Weiwei still couldn't let the lycanthropy face the blue dragon that might not be Sister Dai'er in the oasis.

Weiwei spent the afternoon moving the lycanthropes into their new home.

This is a single-family three-story building with a yard. The former owner of this house was a tobacco merchant. Due to the influence of ogre tribes harassing the trade route, he couldn't make enough money and had to sell his property.

The main reason why Weiwei values ​​this place is that it is secluded enough so that the lycanthropes can live here without being disturbed.

The coachman Tom was also arranged to live here to take care of the lycanthropy while driving. Although he was also afraid of the lycanthropy curse, as a believer of the Lord of Dawn, he was still able to live in peace with the children in a friendly way. .

This is the northwest urban area of ​​Taosha City. This place is far away from the market, and it is an area where the permanent population of Taosha City gathers.

Most local businessmen settle here, and the security is relatively good.

"The top floor has good lighting, and a prayer hall can be vacated. Some rooms on the second floor are large enough for younger children to live together. I noticed that some children are afraid of the dark at night."

Weiwei walked in the house, making arrangements for the lycanthropy's new home.

Weiwei, who is only 12 years old, is obviously a child, but her mature performance can easily make people forget her age. Standing in front of her, Rao is a feeling that even the beasts who are much older than her are self-conscious. Shorten her head.

After arranging everything, Weiwei waved goodbye to the beast-ear girls who were seeing off in the house, and repeatedly told them not to show their faces in front of strangers at will.

Renault patted his chest firmly and assured:

"Please rest assured, Pastor Weiwei, I will definitely take good care of my brothers and sisters."

"I'm sure you will. Goodbye everyone. I will visit you often."

Weiwei stepped into the carriage and drove away.

And in a corner she couldn't see, the tall, blue-haired nun was silently watching the departing carriage, without looking back for a long time.

vivi...

Priest……

The nun's face was as still as water, and no one could see her true emotions.

After a while, Sister Dai'er sighed, turned and left the place.

Chapter 203 Chapter 198 A Day in the Life of Sister Daier

Sister Dai was wearing a white nun's dress, and her solemn expression seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, but the pedestrians around turned a blind eye to her existence.

She walked on the street in silence, left the northwest city, and turned to the busy market area.

The hustle and bustle gradually came, and the street vendors selling food such as chocobo bacon soup, oasis berries, moonshine beer, and naan buns shouted hoarsely, making pedestrians involuntarily slow down.

All kinds of mixed smells penetrated into Dai'er's nostrils. She could vaguely distinguish the smell of coal and various types of wood burning, a faint smell of blood, and the smell of humanoid sweat...

And, the disgusting smell of those brain-eating bastards in the sky.

At this time, it was early five o'clock. As the most suitable time of the day, the number of people in the market gradually increased, and the two sides of the road began to be crowded, with lone children mixed among them, watching everything around them indifferently and vigilantly.

When their long-dead relatives hobbled away with slow steps, they nervously followed the zombie workers until the overseer found out and drove them away with a whip.

The child ran past Dai'er, and her eyes followed her involuntarily.

The supervisor found the child who was following him, "Tsk, how many times have I told you not to come here to hinder the construction, don't you understand people's language?"

He raised his whip impatiently, even though the kid just followed and did nothing.

A thick leather whip is enough to knock down a child in one blow, and may even take away that fragile life in an instant

Just as he was about to swing the whip, he shivered for no reason, his limbs became stiff and it was difficult to move.

He was a little confused, and looked around as if feeling something.However, among the bustling crowd, he couldn't find what caused the fear in his heart. The crowd around him was like a dangerous jungle, in which ferocious beasts lurked.

"It's so fucking weird..."

The supervisor muttered something in a low voice, his heart was trembling, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, and hurriedly urged the zombies to go faster.

Sucking his nose, the child silently picked up the ragged corner of the zombie's clothes, but the supervisor had no choice but to let the zombie follow him temporarily out of fear.

Dai'er withdrew her gaze and relaxed the fist she had clenched just now.

Almost impulsive again.

She rubbed her temples helplessly, trying to dispel the bloody and brutal thoughts in her mind. With such a powerful force, she could kill the whip-wielding supervisor instantly with just one thought.

Sometimes she really felt that the cruelty, bloodthirsty and combativeness in her nature as a blue dragon were not gradually diminishing in the life of a monk, but existed in a form that continued unabated.

She turned into the alley next to the market, passing the alleys in all directions like an old city fritters.

The breath of death and negative energy in the air is getting heavier and heavier, and Daier has also arrived at her destination.

Just less than 200 meters away from the bustling market, there is a bleak and dilapidated scene. The prosperity of the market seems to be just a fig leaf.

Most of the pedestrians here are dressed in rags, their expressions are numb, and some of them revealed in the chat that they plan to sell themselves to the company, so they can still have a bite to eat.

Sister Dale came to a house with peeling walls. The house had no door, so she went straight in.

This is a single-room house. A pile of hay is used as a bed on the innermost side. There are strong paste, cardboard and other items beside it. In the corner is a basket full of matchboxes. On the left is a dilapidated cupboard. Put the clothes and put the tableware.

On both sides of the door, there are stoves, dung buckets, a small amount of coal, wood and other things. On the haystack, a lifeless woman is lying there.

There was also a skinny man in his 40s who was rummaging through things. He didn't notice Dill's arrival and continued to look for anything of value.

Dai'er frowned and coughed lightly.

The man was startled, and when he saw Dai'er coming, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and greeted him with a shy face:

"Ah, Sister Dai'er, you're here so soon? Hahaha, I'm so sorry to trouble you to make a special trip."

He scratched his head, and said cautiously, "When I found out, she was already dead. Anyway, I can't bear to see her dead body and continue to suffer... Please."

Sister Dai responded softly: "There is no need to be polite, this is what I should do."

Dai'er came to the corpse and knelt down, her expression became solemn.

The man, on the other hand, felt a little uncomfortable because of the petty theft just now, so he consciously came outside to let the air out.

After all, this is an act of worshiping paganism, even if in fact they only had to find pagans because they couldn't afford to hire the priests of Liujin Church.

With the end of the nun's prayer, a dazzling lightning flashed in her hand, and the white light immediately filled the whole room. She used this lightning to cremate the corpse in a different way.

The thunder light disappeared, and the corpse was turned into flying ashes.

"Ah... Let me say thank you for her." The man standing at the door stared blankly at the miraculous technique of the pagan nun, and then said cautiously after a while.

"She's said it herself."

Sister Dale straightened up, and she put the ashes into the dimensional bag. She bypassed the haystack where the deceased was lying, and walked out the door.

"what?"

The man scratched his head when he heard the words, feeling a little baffled, he realized something after a while, couldn't help shivering, and found an excuse to slip away quickly.

Taosha City has a large population of undead, and the accumulated negative energy spontaneously infects the corpses that have not been properly buried. The remaining spirit in this woman's corpse is easily transformed into a wraith.

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't night yet, and the new wraith wasn't strong enough to act during the day, the man's theft just now was tantamount to committing suicide.

Taosha City has always been happy to see the transformation of negative energy into undead. Even the corpses left by the poor will continue to be squeezed.

Sister Dale was disgusted.

This world is full of filth.

Dai'er sighed softly, feeling a little powerless, sometimes she really wanted to destroy everything by her own will like before.

The xinxing tempered by her practice life kept preventing her from abusing violence, and her natural brutality drove her to unleash the berserk power worthy of the name of natural disaster.

The nun twitched her nose, following the breath of death, looking for the next unfortunate person who should be properly blessed. This was her day as a nun.

But there are always people who don't want her to be a nun quietly.

"Hey, pagan, it's a face you haven't seen before."

A group of brawny men with bare upper body and scimitars came to the nun laughing and laughing.

Dai'er ignored the two strong men approaching with malicious intentions, and walked her own way.

The two looked at each other, and one of them grinned grimly and stretched out his hand to grab Dai'er's shoulder.

"Step aside."

Dai'er waved her hand to gently fend off the strong man's grabbing hand, and pushed the strong man away impatiently. The burly man felt a huge force coming through the petite and white palm, like a car The horse-drawn carriage that was galloping ran straight over!

Snapped.

The strong man was pushed back again and again by the strange force, and the back of his head hit the wall of the alley heavily, but he rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

His companion looked at Dai'er in disbelief, as if looking at a monster.

Seeing this scene, the others also retreated, almost unanimously running away from the nun. They are not so stupid that they can't see the violence hidden under this quiet appearance.

"Hurry up and go."

They turned their heads in fear and quickened their pace. It seemed that this heretic was not interested in making trouble for them...

At this moment, Sister Dai'er stopped in her tracks and slowly turned her head to look at them.

"Stop for me."

thump thump.

The hearts of the strong men instantly rose to their throats.

"Ha, you're endless, right? Do you know who we are? We're from the Desert Scorpion. Don't go too far!"