American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

daytime.

It's a sunny day.

The rising sunlight shines into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows with no curtains drawn.

As winter approached, the warmth made Yorks feel sincerely comfortable. He only felt that the cells in his body that were always active were jumping for joy.

"Do you like the sun?" Yorks seemed to feel something as he got up from the bed and walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window to face the early sun shining down in front of him.

At this moment, he felt like his whole body was about to explode, and the cells in his body flowed faster. As a result, his mental outlook was unusually full, and his face seemed to have light.

"Light is an important energy for plants to carry out photosynthesis, and photosynthesis is the process of absorbing light energy, converting carbon dioxide and water into energy-rich organic matter, and releasing oxygen at the same time."

Yorks suddenly remembered the time when he was blocking his breath in the cave.

In his memory, he did not seem to feel any discomfort or need to breathe. Looking back now, it was a bit strange.

"I didn't expect it to evolve to this point. If it weren't for chance, I wouldn't have known about this change."

Yorks subconsciously rubbed his face.

"I feel like I won't be dirty or smelly even if I don't shower for a few days."

"good!"

Yorks laughed, and while feeling the explosive fullness in his body, he turned around and walked towards the living room.

As always, his deaconess had prepared breakfast for him before heading to church.

"Eggs, sandwiches..."

Yorks pulled out his chair, sat down, picked up the sandwich and put it into his mouth. He didn't forget to take out his phone on the way and entered several new group chats he had joined to see if there was anything new or anything new.

Of course, in order to prevent believers from feeling uncomfortable, he joins some group chats using a trumpet account.

As for why he did this, it can only be said that he has been looking for mission opportunities all the time, like a drug-sniffing dog with a keen sense of smell, looking for dupin.

In group chats like these, there will always be believers who post the things they have encountered recently and their life situations in the group chat, so that everyone can share their life together.

Here, he can know what is happening in the homes of some believers. If any believer encounters difficulties, the Pluto Church can provide corresponding help. Part of the donation money stored in the church itself is used here.

Like the previous few days, there was nothing new that surprised him. Basically, the focus of the conversation was on breakfast events and the filming of charity events.

But today, Yorks found a very ambiguous conversation in the conversation record of a certain group chat, and he automatically stopped swiping because of the dirty words that appeared in the conversation.

[Katie Slaughter]: Recently I always feel strange movements around me. Could it be something dirty?

[Laura Moret]: Ah, really? Could it be your imagination?

[Sunny Waits]: You can ask Father York about this matter.

[…]

Yorks consciously ignored the words of other believers and looked at the conversation of the initiator, but the other party himself became suspicious.

[Carty Sloat]: Forget it, maybe it was caused by the naughty children nearby. A neighbor with several children just moved in near my house.

At this point, the conversation was almost over. Yorks couldn't help but shake his head and stuffed the remaining two bites of the sandwich into his mouth.

However, he secretly swiped his left hand to pin the group chat to the top, and by the way, he also remembered Katie Slott, a believer.

With his photographic memory, he remembered that this was a very young woman who seemed to be brought here by other believers to participate in charity activities. She was a kind-hearted person.

"It seems that you are not a believer in Pluto Church?"

Yorks made some calculation in his mind and started to finish the breakfast in front of him.

This was the respect he paid to his deacon sisters.

As if it was a request to himself, Yorks reluctantly stuffed all the breakfast into his stomach.

"Oh, I still feel nothing, no hunger, no feeling of fullness."

Feeling a sense of regret, Yorkist washed the dishes and drove to Pluto Church.

Although the distance is very close, you can walk there, but the car is his means of transportation to guard against some kind of accident, so you still have to have it sometimes.

Once at the church.

Through the real-time stereogram, Yorks knew that the breakfast activity had just ended inside, when the two of them separated.

"Fortunately, I stepped on it a little bit."

Yorks held the Bible in his right hand and walked into the door of Pluto Church wearing a clean priest's robe.

However, what he didn't expect was that John Wick, the god of death, would integrate into the new environment very quickly.

Compared to Eileen, the deacon and nun, this murderous god actually gathered together with some believers to discuss something in a low voice.

"It seems that you have found your own life."

Yorks smiled and said nothing, holding the Bible and walking into the church under the gaze of some believers.

His work, the priest's work officially begins in [8:24].

As mentioned before, the work of a priest generally includes leading prayers and religious ceremonies, or guiding and counseling, listening, accepting confessions and other related work.

Sameness.

Despite this, York was also very busy today. He brought a total of four believers into the confessional to accept their confessions.

He also had in-depth conversations with five believers, and also provided spiritual guidance and blessing to three believers.

For a time, he had no spare time to complete his daily fixed tasks.

This work lasted until the evening. At dusk, the sunset glow became redder and redder. A few rays of golden light penetrated the clouds, sprinkled on the Pluto Church and passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the entire church as gorgeous as fireworks.

Just after finishing a conversation, through the real-time stereoscopic view, Yorkist sensed that Irene was standing nearby waiting.

"Eileen, is something wrong?"

Yorks followed her behind and saw a pair of young newlyweds. They looked very strange and looked like a couple, but he did know the old man standing next to them and talking to them.

"Father Yorks, someone wants you to officiate a marriage."

Irene was still holding a document in her hand. She looked at the confused priest and said hesitantly.

"This is their application and appointment. Do you want to see it?"

At this point, Irene added in a low voice: "The newcomer is Ms. Messery's son."

Yorks glanced at the old man who was talking to the newcomer, and took the application form handed over by Eileen.

As mentioned above, there are many jobs of a priest, but they are not limited to those mentioned above. There is another important thing.

That is, as clergy, priests perform marriage ceremonies and children's baptisms, bringing believers into the sacraments of the Church.

Even weddings can be held in churches.