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Su Xiangli had no money to pay the fine. She dragged the body out, and the guards gathered around to ask about the situation.

To kill a person, you must either go to jail for 30 years or pay three Totin gold coins. Su Xiangli said no, that means going to jail, but Su Xiangli said that he wanted to see the lord. The guards laughed and asked the reason. What are you?

　　 Su Xiangli said, I am a saint who cooks, come to the world to bring blessings.

　　 "Are you a priest?"

　　 "Yes, boiled believer."

"Which **** is Boiled? The **** we believe in is Mithra. If your **** is a child of Mithra, then please go to the lord’s chapel and ask the monk on the tray to issue a certificate so that you can face punishment. ."

　　 "Is the priest impunity for murder?"

　　 The guard showed a sincere expression, "Death is doomed, and the Mithra Ship will take the innocent dead to heaven, priest, please pray for the dead."

　　 "It doesn't matter if you cook." Su Xiangli smiled coldly, pointed his finger at the dead, and the corpse turned into light and poured into her body.

In this twilight, the light of the corpse is like a beacon, and many people are attracted by it. Seeing such a scene, it is completely incomprehensible, and the incomprehension brings a sense of mystery, a woman full of mystery, Su Xiangli, she It was a priest, and the guards looked at each other in surprise.

　　 "Is the boil you believe in is the child of Mithra?"

　　 Su Xiangli's face was quiet, "No, boil is the only **** in the world, everything else is a false god, Mithra is just a delusion of your foolish people."

　　 "The Blasphemer! Heretics!"

　　 "No, I want to ask, can I join your sect?"

　　 Su Xiangli: "Of course you can."

　　 "Captain, what are you talking about! She is a heretic! We have to catch her and burn her!"

　　 Captain turned a deaf ear, "What is the initiation ceremony like? I can take you to the lord and let him see the miracle of cooking, so that you can preach in Boyue Town."

　　 Su Xiangli: "You just need to be taught."

　　 Guard captain: "I want to teach."

　　The rest of the guards: "Captain, are you confused by the witch? Captain, stop!"

　　 Su Xiangli nodded: "Okay, you are an official believer. Take me to the Pastor Mithra here. There is no need for all religions to stay except Fei Mian Sect."

　　 The captain of the guard looked at his team with a feverish look, "Come, join us, give up the so-called Mithra, cooking is the miracle."

　　 "Captain, do you really think about it? The heretics are going to be on the stake."

"of course."

　　 "Then the reason?"

　　 "Go to my mother's grave and ask for the reason." After the captain finished speaking, he respectfully guided Su Xiang away, and passers-by waited for them to walk away, and then curiously ran to the guard.

　　 "What happened? It was so bright just now."

　　 The guards looked dry and gloomy, "If something happens, all go home, don't go out."

　　 "It is not December, why is there a curfew so early this year?"

　　 "It's not a curfew, it's an accident. Go to the fields and call the woman at home back."

The sky of 　　 Boyue was slowly covered by the night, and the houses of the farmers fell into complete darkness, and the warm orange glow of lamps and candles appeared in the lord’s castle mansion.

Su Xiangli was led by the captain of the guard, and went unimpeded all the way through the fence to enter the lord’s mansion. This so-called castle seemed to her to be broken and broken. The ground was covered with gravel and walked up the hill. She noticed When there was a triangular roof house built of white limestone like a public toilet, the captain of the guard pointed to it and said, this is the Mithra Temple.

　　 "Go to Bo Yue? Jin Sui first." Su Xiangli thought, recalling his game strategy. It would be very labor-saving to spread the faith from the noble class, "Let him know that all gods are false, only the supreme boiled."

　　 The captain of the guard smiled, "Master Bishop, please be sure to expose the ugly face of the heretics in front of everyone."

　　 Su Xiangli asked him, "Do you hate the priest named Pallet so much?"

"Yes, he couldn't help my mother. He clearly could cure my mother. He accepted my consultation fee and deceived my mother's chastity. How dare such a nasty person claim to be A believer of Mithra! I have vowed to abandon Mithra from that day..."

　　 Su Xiangli interrupted him, "I'm not interested in your life, and I don't even care about it. I want to form a guardian army, do you want to join?"

　　 "Can you kill the tray priest yourself by joining?"

"can."

　　 "Then I will join." The captain is a gentleman.

The Baron Lord of Durley County is enjoying his dinner. Tennessee Boyue Jinsui grew up in Toting’s imperial capital, where there are straight brick houses with ocher red roofs, and the outside of the royal palace is off-white. There are many flower shops on both sides of the high walls and wide central street. When the wind blows across the street in summer, the comfortable and complex fragrance will blow all the way into the house of Earl Jinsui.

Once there is a comparison, Boyue is very disgusted with the food in the remote areas, so before taking office, he also brought a team of chefs. Every month, he brought his favorite spirits from the caravan from the Imperial Caravan. A bottle is a bottle. Totin gold coin, a gold coin made in 244 years by Julian, is enough for a pariah in his collar to live a full year.

No way, in this small place on the fringe of the empire, the cheap ones are very cheap, and the expensive ones are even more expensive. It is precisely because every dinner is extremely precious. Tennessee Boyue Jinsui does not like to be disturbed. The beloved wife, two sons and three daughters slowly enjoy the food together.

　　The appetizer is a sour soup with refreshing chopped chicory root, which makes people appetite.

Boyue bought another cheap table wine ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ white wine from the north, scraped some butter on the white bread slices, added a little caviar, a slice of frozen pork fat, rich taste His nerves are overwhelmed by his sense of taste, and a sip of white wine is perfect.

The main dishes are coming up one after another. The protagonist is a pan-fried veal steak, which is dry-aged. Even if the quality of the beef is not good, it still brings a soft chewy feeling. Eat beef with a gold coin wine. Complementing each other, Boyue was about to take a closer look when the door of the side hall was pushed open by the captain of the guard.

　　 The butler was pulling the captain's sleeve, but the old man obviously couldn't stop him.

　　 The Baroness stood up in a panic, "Captain Don Jin! What are you doing! Get out."

The captain of the guard glanced at the baroness with a melancholy gaze, then he strode forward, shook off the butler's restraints, bypassed several princes and ladies, and knelt on one knee beside Boyue, "Baron Sir, there is a priest who cooks. I want to see you."

Boyue is a tall man, not fat, but also very round, a typical pampered lord, he closed his eyes and swallowed the minced meat in his mouth, took a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth, he sighed comfortably. "Tang Jin, you know I don't like being disturbed during meals."

　　 "But this monk showed a miracle."

　　 Boyue opened his eyes abruptly, with a look of surprise, "Tang Jin, your heart was eaten by a dog? There is no **** god, is this a new trick to cheat money from me? Tell the truth."

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