American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The location of the villa is very clever. It is right behind the church and out of the scenic area below. It allows people to see that this is a real residential building, close to the foot of the mountain, but with an unobstructed view.

"The arrangement is okay. It's most likely a new construction..."

Yorks glanced around and released all the restrictions of the three-dimensional view. In his eyes, Father Diego and others had already boarded the minibus and were ready to leave.

Within the entire three hundred meters area, there was nothing evil and no evil people.

"I'm probably going to have a very peaceful life."

Watching the activities of Irene and others in the villa, Yorks sat on a rest chair on the street, looked at the white snow on the ground, took out his mobile phone and made a call while rummaging for the phone.

The Kingdom of Norway and the Vatican are both in the same time zone. This time point is exactly when the other party is preparing to eat, and this time point is exactly when he is preparing to make a phone call, because Bishop Cecil usually eats with the old man. This is their one of the habits.

Of course, he had been at the dinner table before, so he was so familiar with their habits.

"Yorks?"

Not long after the call was made, the call was answered.

"It's me." Listening to this familiar voice, Yorks said gently, leaning on the back of the rest chair and looking at the beautiful scenery covered with snow in front of him.

"Bishop Cecil."

Several tourists passing by cast curious glances, but walked slowly past.

"Is something wrong?" Bishop Cecil still acted as before, worthy of being the old man's chief assistant.

"Yeah." York said with his eyes narrowed.

"I have a question for you. Is the old man awake?"

After these words fell, in a room at the other end of the Vatican, Bishop Cecil who answered the phone glanced at His Majesty Gregory in front of him.

Gregory smiled, picked up the warm bowl of tonic soup in front of him, and then shook his head.

"No." Bishop Cecil said calmly: "But the doctor's test results are very good."

"Oh, is that so?" Yorks also smiled, "It seems that the medicine I got back is pretty good, okay, as long as the old man's condition is okay, then I can feel relieved.

After I finish my business in the Kingdom of Norway, I will come back to see the old man, because I have other ways to wake him up. Before that, I would like to trouble you, Bishop Cecil. "

Bishop Cecil subconsciously glanced at the smiling Crown Prince Gregory in front of him and said calmly.

"You don't need to tell me this, but what I'm curious about is, York, what other solution have you found?"

"secret,"

Yorks smiled and said: "Hang up, Bishop Cecil. I wish you a pleasant meal."

The sound of hanging up sounded from Bishop Cecil's side. Bishop Cecil took off the phone, put it on the table, and looked at His Majesty Gregory.

"It seems that the child has sensed something fishy." Gregory smiled.

"He probably knows I'm awake."

Bishop Cecil nodded in agreement.

"But so what, he can't stop us." His Majesty Gregory put the soup bowl on the table and said with a smile.

"After all, our original intention and starting point are for his good, and this is the only weakness of this child."

Bishop Cecil was silent for a moment: "If the Yorkists stop solving the cracks in the world, the situation will be reversed like before."

His Majesty Gregory shook his head: "He won't. All of York's human relationships are here. He grew up here and matured here. This is his home."

After saying that, Gregory sighed with emotion: "You have never entered the world inside the crack, you don't understand that feeling,

My experience at that time was the same as yours, but after entering the crack and returning, my perception of this place completely changed..."

Bishop Cecil looked at the old man in front of him quietly.

"What does it feel like?"

"There are no relatives in the crack, no sense of familiarity, and a very obvious sense of isolation." The old man said calmly.

"When I come back, the world beneath my feet will be my home."

"..."

Yorks didn't understand the conversation between the two old men at the dinner table. He just put away his phone and then took advantage of the opportunity when no one was around to do whatever he wanted.

An ancient shimmering scroll suddenly appeared out of thin air and floated in the void in front of him.

This scroll is nothing, it is the scroll given to him by the lazy Belial, one of the legendary Seven Lords of Hell and one of the seven original sins of mankind.

"According to Belial, once the signature is used, it can control death or save lives. It was originally intended to be reserved for the old man, but unfortunately it seems that it may not be used anymore."

Yorks looked at the slightly rotating scroll and felt that it was a trick to deceive Lucifer. Just fill in one of his two names on the scroll and you can use the scroll.

The risk is that he will be studied by the master of the seventy-two pillar demons, the big guy known as the six-star wizard, and then, like Lucifer, he will keep looking for his previous life, which is the earth world plane.

Being stared at by a big guy is like having a sword hanging above your head.

Yorks stared blankly at the spinning scroll floating in front of him. When he noticed a tourist approaching, he waved the scroll away, got up and walked towards the villa.

Suddenly, the person he thought was Asian or Asian-identified suddenly said something he could understand.

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"I'm so tired. Let's go back to the hotel and rest."

"Well, let's get some rest first and then take the Flåm Alpine Railway for sightseeing tomorrow."

"Okay, by the way, do you want to come to my room and have a drink? This is the wine I bought at the GIR Brewery."

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York's heart, which had been calm all this time, suddenly felt a wave of emotion again, because these words were exactly the language he was familiar with, not a language he learned, but the Chinese language engraved in his bones.

Because of this, even with the three-dimensional view, Yorks couldn't help but look back.

They were three girls wrapped in thick coats with earmuffs on their heads. They were holding various things in their hands, like local souvenirs. At the same time, all three of them had red faces, and they looked like they were not used to it. The cold climate in Norway may also make us more interested in playing.

His glance also made the three girls passing by who were walking towards the hotel look over. When they saw the clothes he was wearing, there was a look of surprise on their faces.

It was rare to meet people from his original hometown who shared the blood of the same ethnic group and grew up looking at the five-star red flag. While Yorks nodded to them, he wished these three people a good time.

Seeing York's action, the three girls looked at each other and nodded quickly.

Yorkshire smiled, turned and left.

The three girls stood there blankly and watched. The girl in the middle was a little shorter, but had a face that looked like she was still in high school. She touched the girls on both sides with her shoulders and said.

"Wow, this is the first time I have seen such a strong and tall foreigner. But are the clothes he wears the robes that priests usually wear? They look like the priests I have seen.

Yue Xuanqing knows a lot about this aspect of things, what do you think? "

As soon as these words came out, the girls in the middle and the left looked at the girl on the right?

The girl who was suddenly called was the tallest. Even though the thick coat covered everything, it could be seen that her figure was very slender and well-proportioned. Under her long, smooth dark brown hair was a face wearing glasses. With a delicate appearance, her eyes flickered slightly as she watched the leaving figure.

"Not the priest." Li Yuexuan shook her head.

"I can see it very clearly. Although the pattern of his robe is the same as that of the priest, the color along the line is wrong. It is purple and gold."

The other two girls were a little confused.

But Li Yuexuan withdrew her gaze and walked forward on her own.

The remaining two people quickly followed up: "It's still critical at this time! Tell me quickly, what is his identity!"

"It should be the bishop, right?"

"Huh? Bishop? No, all the bishops I've seen are bad old men. He looks so young!"

"Then I don't know! If you say it's not, then it's not."

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This conversation has been in the ears of Yorks. As Yorks walked, he lowered his head and glanced at the robes he was wearing.

Indeed, although the robes he wore were in the style of a priest, the actual arrangement along the robes was different.

"As expected, the bishop's robes don't suit me. It would be better to wear the original priest's robes."

Yorks thought of the people who had been casting curious glances after getting off the bus, and shook his head inwardly but also sighed.

“After I became a bishop, I have always been hanging out with the old man.

I don't want to be some old man. "

But speaking of it, in a world where strength is the mainstay, clergymen who can rise to the clerical level of bishop must have experienced various ups and downs. With the passage of time, their strength is basically guaranteed and has gone through. test.

Therefore, the bishop is generally older, and he is indeed the youngest.

"It seems like a broken record."

Yorkist was thinking about it and found that he had arrived at the gate of the front yard of the villa.

Looking up at the front yard illuminated by the light source, in the three-dimensional view, Erin and the others seemed to have divided their rooms, but Alessa was still mixed with Hannah, and the two were lying on the big bed in the same room, sleeping soundly. .

Recently, I don’t know if it’s because he’s too fierce, but Hannah’s screams have become louder. Alessa has been hanging out with Hannah during this time, and they are inseparable, making it impossible for him to do anything he wants to do.

"Not sensible at all!"

Looking at Alessa who was sleeping soundly with Hannah in her arms, Yorks complained in his heart and reached out to push open the door to the front yard.

What comes into view is a very standard front yard, full of Nordic romance and tranquility. The ground is almost covered with pure white snow, and under the snow is the lawn.

In fact, what makes him feel a little troublesome is this. The lawn looks good, but in fact it takes time to clean it. Otherwise, because of the land problem, the growth will be different in every place. If it is not cleaned, it will become messy. Said, insects will also increase.

It’s said that it’s fun to look at and feel fun to step on, but actually you have to pay for it behind the scenes.

What made him quite satisfied was that there was a utility room in the corner of the front yard. In addition, the design was acceptable, simple and elegant, without excessive decoration.

While looking at it, Yorks walked in and held the door shut at the same time. He walked on the cleared corridor in the middle and walked towards the villa.

Pushing open the door of the villa, what I saw when I walked in were Irene, John Wick, and Healy, and his butlers were all in the living room on the first floor.

Seeing the looks from the three of them, Yorks glanced at the suitcases in the hands of John Wick and Healy, and raised his eyebrows.

"You haven't assigned a room yet?"

Eileen glanced at the sneer Healy and said, "Bishop, they want to live in the house outside."

Yorkshire looked at John Wick.

"In addition to this villa, Father Diego has prepared other houses?"

John Wick nodded: "Right next to it, only six meters apart."

York's eyes zoomed in and saw the house that John Wick was talking about.

It was also a villa of the same size, with everything it needed.

"Bishop, you know, there are still many ideas in my research that have not been completed." Healy looked at his bishop's eyes and whispered his reasons.

"I need more space for research and more space to store my equipment."

John Wick's eyes moved elsewhere, and he followed Healy's words to make up for his reasons, and whispered.

"The equipment you gave me also requires a lot of space to store."

The look between the two people made Yorkist know it well, but he was also laughed out of anger, and he still avoided suspicion?

Is it his problem? Does he want to live with the opposite sex? The opposite sex keeps clinging to him. He can live wherever he goes. What can be done about this?

"Get out of here." Yorkshire laughed and cursed.

"Yes! Lord Bishop!"

Healy jumped up, saluted, grabbed his suitcase, and headed straight for the door.

He has not left until now just to get the approval of his own bishop, otherwise he would not be here long ago.

John Wick also looked very calm, but his movements were not much slower than Healy's. Without saying a word, he made a standard bow to Yorkshire, and then quickly followed Healy's footsteps.

Just like that, under the gaze of Yorks and Irene, the two people quickly disappeared from the door and went straight to the villa next to them, decisively.

"I'm scared to death! John, I'm telling you, I'm even afraid that the bishop won't agree." Healy's voice came to my ears.

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Yorks shook his head helplessly and walked towards the living room.

I didn't bother to look at the appearance and layout of the villa. Basically everything was there. The fireplace over there used good matches and burned very hot, making the whole house very relaxed.

Taking off his outer coat, Yorks sat directly on the sofa, looking at Irene who was still standing quietly with the document in her hand, and said helplessly.

"This is not a church, you don't have to be like this, aren't you tired of standing?"

Erin smiled, her eyes flashing with mystery. She sat down on another sofa next to the sofa where York was sitting, and handed over the document in her hand.

"Bishop, here are the documents you requested."

Yorks leaned on the sofa, covering his right foot with his left foot, and opened the document in his hand in a very comfortable posture. He carefully looked at the detailed data inside for a while, and finally sighed.

"Except for the fluctuations in the value, the fluctuations in this value are indeed quite stable, neither up nor down. I am afraid that the crack in the world in Norway will still have a long time before it explodes."

Having said this, Yorks returned the document in his hand to Irene and looked up at the ceiling, not sure whether he was disappointed or regretful.

"Eileen, it looks like we are really going to live here for a very peaceful time."