Who hid my body?

At this moment, he heard the old priest beside him saying in a low voice: "Why are you wrong again? I have already taught you yesterday, both good gods and evil gods can indeed distribute power to believers, but the difference between the two is very obvious. When believers receive the power of evil gods, they will also receive His crazy and negative thoughts. This situation is called pollution, but good gods are different. Good gods will bring power to believers while purifying their thoughts..."

At this point, the old priest paused, as if he had made a difficult decision, and said.

"You will definitely not pass the exam if you keep doing this. Come with me and I will give you extra lessons, but don't tell anyone else."

The old priest was halfway through his speech when he suddenly noticed that Ulu was looking at him. After a moment of pause, he seemed a little embarrassed and made a gesture to Ulu to keep quiet.

At this moment, Ulu felt his uneasy heart gradually calmed down. He smiled and nodded to the old priest, and then watched the old priest take the two young priests away, like an old father who was worried about his children.

This is the Rhine.

The priests I met yesterday do not fully represent Rhine.

It's just an isolated case.

If the priest he met at the beginning was not Luigi, but this old priest...even if he failed to be admitted to Som City, he would not be like this now, right?

A strong sense of loss came over him, but he quickly wiped it out.

"I've got the book you wanted to read." Wu Lu said coldly to Bai Wei, "What do you want to read?"

Bai Wei once again felt Ulu's inner emotional changes, but he was not surprised. He was even happy to see it, so much so that even his tone of voice was filled with joy.

"Very good, then let's get to work." Bai Wei said, "First, extract the information of every bishop of the Western Cathedral."

Wu Lu frowned slightly. Although the pages of the "Annals of the Western Cathedral" could be removed, he didn't know what Bai Wei wanted to do. "Why do you want to do this?"

"There's no particular reason. If I have to say, I just think these guys stole my body parts."

Looking for information about body parts of a group of people who have been dead for who knows how many years?

Ulu thought Bai Wei was joking, but he didn't say much. Instead, he followed Bai Wei's instructions and took out all the pages from the West Cathedral from the original believers to the current bishop Corey, a total of twelve, and spread them out on the table one by one.

The information is very detailed. Each bishop has three portraits, one when he first entered the Rhine, one when he was promoted to bishop, and one when he left the bishopric, representing the three stages of youth, middle age, and old age.

Looking at these materials, Uru was somewhat silent. Ten years ago, he knew the resumes of these twelve bishops very well. Those glorious and great stories were vividly written on paper, attracting him when he was still young. At that time, he tried his best to get into Som City, and he also had a close relationship with these twelve bishops.

He wanted to be a hero like them, instead of being the...bug that he is now.

but……

Bai Wei looked at the information and suddenly sighed, "Everyone has a portrait."

"Because it means dedicating one's whole life to the Lord." Ulu answered subconsciously, as if he had returned to the days of studying hard ten years ago, but he soon came to his senses and became expressionless again, "So what do you want to find in these materials?"

“I want to find what they have in common.”

"Commonality?" Ulu frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"'The more you use the power of God, the closer you will be to God, so the followers of the evil God will become more and more crazy, and the followers of the righteous God will become more and more holy.'" Bai Wei said lightly, "This is the propaganda of the four major orthodox religions, right?"

"What is the problem?"

"So, these twelve bishops are the ones closest to Rhine. They can use Rhine's power to the greatest extent, so they should also have the greatest extent. The common point is what you call 'sacred qualities'. So, what is this sacred quality?"

Uru's frown deepened.

Although this allusion is widely circulated, Ulu has never really thought about it in detail.

The sacred commonality...

He carefully looked at the information of these twelve bishops, trying to find the common points that Bai Wei mentioned. However, these twelve bishops came from all over the world and their resumes were very different. He really could not find the so-called common points among them.

Then, he heard Bai Wei say slowly: "Have you noticed that when you twelve bishops were young..."

"They all look pretty delicate?"

Ulu was stunned, and subconsciously focused his attention on the portraits of the twelve bishops in their youth, which he had never noticed before.

Then he was shocked to find that what Bai Wei said was right. Among these twelve bishops, at least none of them was "ugly" in the true sense. Each of them looked like the beautiful young men in classical paintings.

An indescribable fear surged in his heart, but Wu Lu forced himself to remain calm and said coldly: "Are you kidding me? This is also considered a common point? Why didn't you say it..."

"Do you remember when you lost your feelings for the opposite sex?" Bai Wei interrupted Wu Lu calmly, "Was it innate, or... did it happen later?"

Ulu's eyes widened, and he subconsciously grabbed the armrest of the chair he was sitting on, with veins on the back of his hands bulging.

He has never thought about this question.

"Do you remember what the old priest said just now?" Bai Wei said slowly, "The evil god will influence the minds of believers who use his power, making them more crazy. This process is called pollution. The righteous god will make believers who use his power more sacred. This process is called purification."

After saying this, Ulu saw his left hand forcefully loosen the armrest of the chair, and then slowly stretched out in front of him, with the middle finger standing upright and "looking" at him, as if smiling.

"So, this is your purification?"

Wu Lu naturally understood what Bai Wei said, but he was unwilling to believe it, or rather, he simply did not dare to believe it.

He subconsciously looked at the portraits of the twelve archbishops when they were young, and then he was horrified to find that these portraits seemed to have suddenly exerted some kind of great... temptation on him.

At this moment, Ulu felt that his reason was warning him frantically not to believe all this.

Because it is blasphemy, the greatest blasphemy ever committed against the Rhine.

So he also yelled at Bai Wei in his heart: "Shut up! You are... blaspheming, you are blaspheming! You are the evil god! It is you who are polluting me! You blasphemer..."

"If I am blasphemous." Bai Wei interrupted Ulu's roar in his mind jokingly, "Then, what did the old priest do with those two young men just now?"

Uru's body suddenly froze.

Bai Wei approached him little by little, and his words, word by word, seemed to be luring him into hell.

"You, do you want to go and have a look?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 51 Fifty-one I could have chosen not to be this kind of person!

Tim opened the door and looked at the priest standing outside, a little surprised: "You are not the one just now..."

"Well, I just borrowed this book." Wu Lu held up the "Annals of the Western Cathedral" in his hand and said, "I don't understand some of the things in it, but I see that you seem to know a lot about this book, so I want to ask you for advice. I wonder if you have time."

When asking this question, Ulu kept staring into Tim's eyes, as if he wanted to see something in the other's eyes.

"Really?" Tim hesitated. "But I'm still teaching those two kids."

"It won't take you too much time." Ulu tried to keep his tone calm. "You can also treat me as a student. Anyway, they also need to understand the content above."

Ulu originally thought that Tim would continue to refuse, but he didn't expect that after hearing what he said, Tim thought about it for a while, then nodded with a smile: "You are right, there are not many young people like you who still have such a strong desire for knowledge. I really dare not refuse you. In fact, it should be my honor to give you some advice."

As he spoke, Tim moved aside and made a "please" gesture.

Uru was a little surprised.

Just let yourself in like that?

He pursed his lips and did not show what he was thinking. He just nodded slightly and then walked into the other person's room.

This is a lounge, not very big, but very clean and tidy. The sunlight coming through the window is enough to illuminate the entire lounge, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace, at least calming Uru's originally restless heart.

A curtain divides the lounge into two parts, one for resting and the other for reading and working. There is a small table in the middle with three cups of tea and two volumes of "The Rhine Covenant" filled with densely packed notes, but no one is there.

Before Ulu could ask, Tim had already closed the door behind him and walked to the table with a smile: "The two children went to the toilet and will be back soon. You can sit down first."

Ulu nodded and sat in one of the empty seats.

"Is there anything you don't understand about that book?" Tim asked curiously. "That book is just the history of the West Cathedral, not a reference book. Is there anything that confuses you?"

Ulu put down the "Annals of the Western Cathedral" in his hand, but did not

After asking this question, Uru once again looked into Tim's eyes.

Then he found that there was nothing strange in Tim's eyes, and he was still very natural: "Are you talking about the Lord's words about how believers should deal with adversity?"

Ulu's eyes widened: "You actually knew that?"

"Why wouldn't I know that?" Tim was a little surprised. "I know all 534,826 words of the Rhine Covenant."

Ulu opened his mouth subconsciously: "But, I went to many churches, and the priests here don't know."

After hearing what Ulu said, Tim immediately showed an "I see" expression: "Ah, I see, so this is why you came here."

He paused, and then his eyes suddenly softened when he looked at Ulu.

"You are not the priest of Som City, are you? Since you asked this question, I guess you came here to take the test, but it didn't have a good result, right? These years..." He was silent for a while, then sighed softly, "You have suffered a lot too."

When he heard this, Ulu's body trembled violently.

First time, this is the first time.

Over the years, no one had ever told him this. When he failed the exam, Luggie laughed and mocked him for not knowing who he was and wanting to enter Som City. Kelsey beat him up the day before the exam and pretended to apologize.

Only Tim, whom he met for the first time today, understood him instantly with just a few words.

He wasn’t wrong, he wasn’t wrong about Tim.

At this moment, he couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart, and yelled at Bai Wei in his heart: "Visas, you are wrong! You are wrong!"

But Bai Wei did not respond, as if he had fallen asleep again, which made Ulu feel powerless, as if he was punching cotton.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I know that I am right and that what Bai Wei said before was just blasphemous words by the evil god trying to discredit the God of the Rhine.

After taking a few deep breaths, Uru gradually calmed down. During this time, Tim didn't say anything, as if he had left Uru this time to relax.

"You... have always known this?" Uru inadvertently used honorifics to address Tim, "The so-called assessment is problematic."

"How could I not know?" Tim sighed again, "I have worked here for many years and have taught countless children who wanted to stay in this city, but most of them failed to stay."

Now, Uru was sure that Tim was also a frustrated person like himself.

So he looked at Tim as if he were looking at a compatriot, and said very seriously: "Compared to those who can't even recite the Rhine Covenant, you are more suitable to be in the cathedral."

"Oh, that kind of thing doesn't matter anymore. I've let it go after all these years." Tim said, turning his gaze to the "Annals of the West Cathedral" on the table. "So, what question did you want to ask?"

What's your question?

Uru felt that there was no problem anymore. Tim's reaction had already shown that Bai Wei's blasphemous words just now were completely crazy.

Because the person before him was a true, devout Rhine believer.

Therefore, Ulu wanted to talk to Tim about the assessment. This matter had been in his mind for many years, and he had never been able to find anyone to talk to.

"Do you think this is right?" Ulu leaned forward subconsciously, looking a little impatient. "Does this violate... No, it definitely violates the doctrine, but why is it like this? At what point has the Lord's grace been distorted?"

Faced with Uru's rapid-fire questions, Tim had to raise his hand to interrupt him.

"Calm down," Tim said. "I know you're upset about this, and so am I, but..."

He shrugged.

"I am not a bishop. I am just an ordinary clergyman working in the library."

Only then did Ulu realize that he seemed to be a little too excited.

Yes, as Tim said, he was just an ordinary low-level clergyman, not even as good as those low-level priests in the church.

For some things, what does it matter whether you know them or not?

Ulu looked into Tim's eyes, as if he could read helplessness in those gray pupils.

He must have been confused before, but now he has faced the reality.

Wu Lu knew that he shouldn't cause more trouble to the old man, so he prepared to leave. But at this moment, Bai Wei, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "You haven't asked the most important question yet."

Hearing Bai Wei's voice, Wu Lu's body stiffened for a moment, and then he replied coldly: "Do you think it is necessary?"

"Why not ask?" Bai Wei said with a smile, "Since we are here."

At this time, Tim also noticed that Uru was acting strange, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Uru took a deep breath.

Since you are so persistent, I will let you see.

Uru once again looked at the Annals of the Western Cathedral, and then slowly said, "I heard a... very blasphemous statement."

"Oh?" Tim's expression gradually became serious. "What blasphemous statement?"

"Some people say that our Lord selects believers based on...some kind of appearance or image as the only criterion."

Tim's brows immediately frowned, and he said in a low voice: "What blasphemy!"

Ulu heaved a sigh of relief and laughed: "Indeed..."

“How can this be the only standard!”

Uruna's smile, which had not yet fully developed, froze in an instant: "What did you say?"