Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

"Eh? Senior, you..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After being smashed by Nota, Luo Xia quickly put down the kitten, grabbed the small pieces of paper with lip prints in front of him, and forcibly changed the topic:

"I think it may be necessary for me to visit them? Maybe I can develop them into believers?"

When Nota heard this, he jumped up instantly, as if his hair had exploded, rushed to Rorschach in three or two steps, forcibly snatched the small pieces of paper from his hand, and then tore them into pieces.

"Don't go!"

"These are all reckless hoofs. If you go, senior, they will eat you up!"

As she spoke angrily, a little unnatural blush appeared on her delicate face. I don't know if it was because of excitement or anger?

After that, she was a little stunned again, then bent down, snatched the little milk cat, and then took it out to buy goat milk.

Luo Xia froze in place, held his mouth shut, and sighed slightly.

It seems that I really dote on this guy too much at ordinary times, and it's getting better and better!

If you dare to grab a piece of paper now, what else will you dare to grab in the future?I really dare not think...

But having said that, he doesn't have the extra energy to discipline Nota now, and he is all focused on how to make money, how to preach, and how to run the church. There are these big problems.

Right now, with the little money left in my pocket and potatoes, I won't starve to death, but what about the utility bills for next month?

Sigh... Running a sect is really difficult...

Rorschach felt dizzy for a while, and his heart was even more messed up, so he got up and left the church and went to the basement.

Practicing divine arts is the best way to stabilize his mind, and it is an important experience he has accumulated over the years.

Sure enough, after brushing more than 200 spells in one breath, Luo Xia felt his inner peace restored.

At the same time, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of an idea.

"I remember, I learned a magic technique before, it seems to be called [Response]?"

"This is a divine art without a clear division of factions. It is a bit biased. I thought it was worthless at one time, and I almost forgot it. But now it seems that some modifications and adjustments may be made..."

He muttered in a low voice, all kinds of weird handprints began to form on his hands, and he was also muttering words, making modifications and adjustments to the magic spell.

A few hours later, Luo Xia held a pair of offering boxes in his arms, and carried a wooden sign with handwriting on his shoulders. He left the basement and came to the fountain square.

He first placed the sacrificial box on the base of the stone goddess statue, and then inserted the wooden plaque with handwriting beside it. His hands fluttered up and down, making various handprints, and he began to add blessings to the sacrificial box. Magic.

After tossing like this for an hour, the offering box began to emit a faint light, which looked like something extraordinary.

Only then did Luo Xia stop his movements, with a confident smile on his face:

"I can think of such a way, I'm a genius!"

"In this way, the sect's funding problem should be properly resolved."

After all, he snapped his fingers more than a dozen times in a row, adding various safety measures to the offering box to prevent it from being destroyed or stolen by criminals.

After finishing everything, Luo Xia went back to the room contentedly, lying on the bed and praying to the goddess:

"Goddess, we will be rich soon!"

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Undertaker: Chapter 23 23. Divination

This night, it seemed that nothing major happened in the City of Oracles, and the whole city fell asleep peacefully.

But the pair of Raffle and Bishop Contin can't sleep for the time being.

After reporting the murder case on Baixiang Street, the senior management attached great importance to it, and arranged a "divination" as quickly as possible, with the two of them watching from the sidelines and trying to interpret the results of the "divination".

In this world full of mystery and the extraordinary, [Divination] is a very useful skill, one of the cards of mysticism, and an important way to explore the unknown and mysteries.

But [Divination] is very exciting at the same time. If you accidentally touch something that is not allowed to be seen in the process, it will be a luxury to die suddenly on the spot. More often, you will completely fall into madness and become a terrible monster. .

This is completely different from the nonsense of street magicians, or the "love divination" and "emotion divination" in magazines.

Tonight's [divination] was arranged in a secret basement of the Extraordinary Affairs Administration.

The electric lights have been turned off here, all external light sources have been isolated, and only a few flickering candles are used to provide illumination.

Various imprints and runes have been drawn on the floor, and then statues, table knives, parchment, incense and other utensils are used to form a small ceremony scene.

The fortune teller who is in charge of [divination] is sitting at a table in the middle, his figure is looming in the darkness with the flickering candle, appearing mysterious.

However, with their night vision ability, Laffer and Bishop Contin could still see the fortune teller's face clearly.

She is probably a woman, but her body is so skinny that only a layer of skin is left, and it is covered with various dry and cracked lines. The whole person is like a decayed and old tree root, bent and curled up, maybe It will be dying in the next second.

Even though Laffer and Bishop Contin had experienced many battles, they were still slightly nervous by this honor, felt an indescribable strangeness, and held their breath involuntarily.

However, according to the information provided above, this fortune teller who is so old that he will die at any time has just turned 35 this year.

【Divination】There is a price to pay...

So even though people habitually rely on [Divination] and like to use [Divination] to explore those troublesome issues, no one wants to be a fortuneteller.

"I would like to know the trend of that murder in White Elephant Street."

Bishop Contin asked in a low voice.

This question is very general and vague, and it is almost impossible to get any definite answer.

But for 【Divination】, the more general and vague it is, the safer it is.

The fortune-teller didn't respond to the bishop, but just grabbed a withered flower in front of him, crushed it with hands that were almost bony, and then threw it out seemingly casually.

With the other free hand, he grabbed a twenty-sided dice next to him, and kept shaking it in his palm, making the metal dice collide with his palm bone to make a strange, muffled sound of 'dong dong dong'.

About half a minute later, she finished sprinkling the broken flowers in her hand, and stopped shaking the dice with the other hand, and then used that hoarse interference, like sawing wood, and said the result of [divination]:

"Flame, sea water, light..."

Seeing that she was still able to speak normally, Raphael and Bishop Kangding couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

But in the next second, the fortune teller suddenly let out a piercing scream like metal friction, and his body began to twitch and convulse non-stop.

And amidst the scalp-numbing screams, there were a few intermittent words vaguely mixed in:

"Worship..."

"kiss……"

"Gift..."

In the end, the fortune-teller exhausted the last of his strength, pushed the table in front of him suddenly, lay down on the ground, and remained motionless.

Lafleur swallowed hard, holding a small and exquisite dagger tightly in his right hand, and looked at the fortune-teller on the ground with an extremely solemn expression.

Bishop Kang Ding was similar, he had already held his bishop's scepter in his hand, and he could vaguely see the white light looming at his fingertips.

The two held weapons like this, maintained a high level of alert, and stood in place for 10 minutes as if they were facing an enemy. After confirming that the fortune-teller was motionless, they dared to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Out-of-control fortune tellers are extremely dangerous, because no one knows what they see, let alone what horrors it will attract.

Therefore, every time [divination] is carried out, there must be two or more high-ranking transcendents who are responsible for observing and guarding.

Therefore, Bishop Kang Ding didn't dare to ask too clear questions at all, and that answer would probably kill the fortune teller and himself.

"Huh~ I don't want to deal with fortune tellers anymore. To be precise, I don't want to see those things related to mysticism anymore."

Raffle wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, hid the dagger in his sleeve, and continued to ask:

"How should we report? The City of Oracles has lost another precious fortune-teller?"

But Bishop Contin shook his head.

"No, she's not dead yet."

"Also, not crazy."

Lafle was taken aback for a moment at first, and then showed unexpected ecstasy, folded his hands together in front of his chest, and said in a mess:

"No matter which god it is, thank you, this is the only good news I have heard in the past month."

"Indeed, she didn't die, and she didn't turn into a monster. This is an answer in itself, which shows that the trend of the murder case is at least not too bad."

Bishop Kang Ding briefly explained a sentence, muttering again and again, and blessed the fortune-teller with a divine healing spell.

But she didn't wake up, and she remained motionless, but her breath, which was already impossibly thin, became a little smoother.

Bishop Kang Ding frowned slightly when he saw this.

"Although the trend is not too bad, she probably touched some kind of high-level existence... Did you hear what she said just now?"

"Flame? Sea water? Light? Does this represent some kind of sealed item?"

Raffle tried to recall, then shook his head.

"That's all. She seemed to want to say something later, but she kept screaming strangely. I couldn't hear anything clearly, it was too vague."

"That's not a bad thing."

Bishop Contin smiled.

"Then how should we report? This [divination] doesn't seem to help the case at all?"

"It's enough to report truthfully. The higher-ups don't necessarily want to know the exact answer, and they don't care about the truth of a murder case. It's rare to have a not-so-bad trend."

Bishop Kang Ding said, making a gesture to leave, and finally added one more sentence:

"For the 5000 years that the Oracle City has existed, it has always been like this."

The Undertaker: Chapter 24 24. Confession

Early the next morning, Rorschach got up full of expectations, then turned on the radio and listened to the news.

"The astrologer announced: this week is the rainy week, and there will be light to moderate rain for a week..."

He froze for a moment, turned his head and looked out the window.

The windows were already covered with raindrops, and there was light rain falling outside. The moist air mixed with a little earthy smell was spreading everywhere.

This directly left Rorschach speechless.

Generally speaking, no one would visit the church in this weather.

The light rain fell continuously, like washing away the glitz and hustle and bustle of the city, making the streets outside empty and peaceful.

"Goddess, I'm afraid it will take a few days for us to have money."

Rorschach sat alone on the steps of the church, looking at the stone goddess statue beside the fountain and said.

Fortunately, the offering box on the base is still emitting a faint light, which isolates the rain and humidity.

It's a pity that no one came...

Even the guy Nota used the excuse that no one came, so he nestled in his room and read fashion magazines, and snatched the little milk cat away, and took it to read together, leaving Rorschach alone in the church.

But just when Luo Xia was planning to take a day off today, he saw a tall figure walking into the door.

The man only had a cloak to keep out the wind and rain. Although it covered his face and back, it couldn't hide his majestic and broad chest. He could only let his chest be wet by the drizzle, and the white shirt on his upper body was tight Tightly adhered to outline a proud curve.

There is one thing to say, if you don't brag, you won't be black, Nota and Cilarrael combined can't compare with others...

After entering, she didn't look for a place to take shelter from the rain. Instead, she lifted the cloak above her head, revealing short light blue hair and a beautiful face.

The exquisitely crafted appearance is impeccable, and a pair of unique rose gold eyes exudes that kind of noble and glamorous temperament. Even the top beauties like Binota and Cilarrael are not inferior in the slightest. It is slightly better by virtue of that little bit more maturity and charm.

The short light blue hair was specially cut into an asymmetrical style, the right side was neat and capable, but an extra strand grew out on the left side, hanging down the shoulders, and a unique head flower with four slender leaves was pinned on it.

But what really attracts the most attention is the slender and charming curves, the broad chest, the slender waist, the slender legs with just the right amount of charm, and the clothes wet by the rain perfectly present a bewitching look radians.

To sum up, she has an outstanding appearance, a charming figure, and a unique temperament, which is good-looking and easy to lick.

If it is placed on the earth, it is the kind that can make people spend 10 648 draws for a full life.

Luo Xia secretly commented in his heart.

This standard is a bit strange, even he himself can't remember what "full life" means, but it should be the highest evaluation engraved into his DNA.