Doomsday Rise

"Excuse me, what position does your young master hold in the church?" Fang Xiaoyuan said, breaking the embarrassment. The church is the executor of the will of the true God and an institution. In the eyes of many people, the church is actually equal to the true God. Respecting the true God means respecting the church, and respecting the church is equal to respecting the true God.

People spontaneously show respect to the clergy, but the doctrine does not make clear regulations on this. This is a voluntary behavior, not a mandatory obligation. The doctrine only regulates bishops and above-level people. When people see a bishop, they must salute. Otherwise, it is disrespectful. This son is obviously not a bishop.

"Who are you?" The woman in the miniskirt had an ugly expression. This was not the first time she had acted like a tiger. In the past, as long as she revealed the identity of the young master, everyone immediately respected her without exception. But this time, this trick seemed to have failed.

"Who are you?" Fang Xiaoyuan asked back.

"I'm my son's personal maid." The woman in the miniskirt spoke proudly, as if being a young man's personal maid was a glorious thing.

"I am also my son's personal maid." Fang Xiaoyuan said plainly.

"Presumptuous, can your young master be compared with my young master?" The woman in the miniskirt was furious. Fang Xiaoyuan's answer was a great humiliation to her. What kind of status was Fang Xiaoyuan, how could he be a personal maid like her?

"Read more books when you have time, loud voice doesn't mean it's reasonable." Fang Xiaoyuan was very calm.

"You..." The face of the girl in the miniskirt turned red all of a sudden. She really hadn't read a book, and this incident became her heart disease. When she was a child, her family was poor and she couldn't go to school. She couldn't even write her own name.

"Are you going to desecrate "Giant Deer City"?" The tulle woman said, and a big hat was pushed over her as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Is it you who can represent "Julucheng" or your son?" Fang Xiaoyuan was not afraid.

"My young master is the favorite grandson of the archbishop in red." The tulle woman said.

"I don't know which doctrine has been written. The family of the archbishop in red must also pay homage?" Fang Xiaoyuan didn't follow the other party's train of thought, she went straight to the core of the problem.

"Are you Han people?" The tulle woman had to change her tactics when she saw Fang Xiaoyuan talking about the doctrine.

"It has nothing to do with you, right?" Fang Xiaoyuan said calmly.

"It doesn't matter, but people from the Han Dynasty cannot enter the Pyramid of Holy Grace. You have already violated the law of "Blackwood City." The woman in tulle turned her head and asked the shopkeeper, "How should people from the Han Dynasty enter the Pyramid of Holy Grace rashly? How should they be punished?"

"A fine of 500 gold coins per person or 10 days in custody." The shopkeeper hesitated and said, "Blackwood City" does have such a regulation, but this regulation is useless.

"Blackwood City" is a conservative and stubborn city. Generally, outsiders will not be easily allowed to enter. The first pass, that is, the gate of the city, is very clear. Although it is not possible to ask all eighteen generations of ancestors, the basic information will not be let go.

People who did not meet the requirements were turned away. People from the Han Dynasty were able to enter "Blackwood City" because they were people of status. "Blackwood City" did not dare to offend them too much. "Blackwood City" would turn a blind eye to such things as visiting the Pyramid of Holy Grace. After all, as long as the heart is to the true God and prayers are sincere, then everything can be forgiven.

True God will not reject any believer.

It is obviously inappropriate to punish the Han people who pay homage, which is equivalent to punishing devout believers.

People from the Han Dynasty would not come to "Blackwood City" for no reason. They were usually doing business. They were wealthy merchants. To punish these people was to offend a group of people.

The economic benefits of "Blackwood City" are basically brought by the merchants of the Han Dynasty. If the merchants of the Han Dynasty no longer come, "Blackwood City" is estimated to go back to the past and live a life of ruthlessness and blood.

This law has been used two or three times since it was promulgated, so many people in "Blackwood City" have forgotten that there is such a law, and the tulle girl does not know how to know it.

"You guys have to enter the prison to repent. Only in this way can your sins be washed away." The tulle woman was very proud of this trick, and Fang Xiaoyuan cried bitterly with this trick.

She was disappointed. Not only was Fang Xiaoyuan not afraid, but with a mocking expression on his face, he unhurriedly took out a token with the word Black Moon written on the front and a symbol on the back: Ling.

"The order of the city owner of "Black Moon Ancient City", we represent "Black Moon Ancient City", should we be fined?" Fang Xiaoyuan looked at the shop owner.

"...No...no need." The shopkeeper was sweating.

I thought they were ordinary Han people, but who knew they represented "Black Moon Ancient City". This identity was more than a step above him, and they were able to walk around with tokens, which proved that these people were absolutely powerful factions in "Black Moon Ancient City" and were deeply trusted by the city lord. new

"Where... did you get the token, isn't it fake?" The tulle woman was very angry, she couldn't even get the token from the city lord, Fang Xiaoyuan is a yellow-haired girl, how could she have such an important thing?

"I have traveled through so many cities, and the city owners of many cities have no objections. You actually said that this token is fake. Well, you say it is fake, so please throw away this token." Fang Xiaoyuan spread his palms, squinted at the tulle woman, who was stuck on a tiger, and subconsciously looked at the shopkeeper.

She just said casually that she had never seen the token of the city lord, so she didn't know if it was true or not.

The shopkeeper was reluctant, but had to nod that the token was genuine.

If it was a token from another city, he might still be skeptical, because as long as the city lord is not crazy, it is impossible to hand over the token to the Han people, but "Black Moon Ancient City" is different. "Black Moon Ancient City" is a very open city. In "Black Moon Ancient City", the number of Han people has reached 12.66%.

Although this point has been criticized and opposed by many cities, "Black Moon Ancient City" still goes its own way, and no one can do anything about it.

The church can order "Black Moon Ancient City", but the church has not expressed any opinion on this, because the annual membership dues, "Black Moon Ancient City" tribute amount is 20 times that of cities of the same level, for the sake of money, the church has always been the default attitude, who would be against money?

The church has always preached the idea of ​​"regarding money as dung", but the church has no way to give up the money. Don't talk about building the pyramids every year. The maintenance alone is a huge amount of money. Without money, how to maintain it? Without money, how to maintain the faith of the congregation?

In the dark night, stand on the street and pray? Even if the congregation has such determination, they don't have such a physique. They are afraid that a large area will fall overnight.

The tulle girl's face was ugly, but she couldn't target Fang Xiaoyuan anymore. If she had no identity, she could handle it at will, but the other party represented "Moon Ancient City", and she really couldn't do anything to him.

"You guys had better be careful in "Blackwood City." The young man's words seemed to be threatening, but more like admitting counsel. Neither Liuhe nor the owner dared to say anything.

"Can you sell us the orchid fungus at the original price now?" The woman in the miniskirt spoke very aggressively, venting her anger towards Fang Xiaoyuan on the shop owner.

If it weren't for the shopkeeper's ignorance, how could they have suffered from a few Han people.

"Sell!" The shopkeeper had a bitter face. At this moment, what else could he say? Would he still dare to offend the grandson of the archbishop in red? There is no city lord behind him.

"Excuse me, my lord, how much do you want?" the shopkeeper asked cautiously.

"100 kilograms." The young man said casually.

"This..." The shopkeeper's face suddenly collapsed.

"What?" The young man narrowed his eyes, shot murderous intent, and said in a serious tone, "Don't you want to?" He was really angry right now.

"Yes, I am willing, I am willing, just..." The shopkeeper took a careful look at the young man's face, and said bravely, "It's a small shop with a small capital, there are not so many of them!"

"How many?" asked the young man.

"6...60 kilograms." The owner whispered.

"60 kilograms, do you think I'm a beggar? Or do you think I can't afford the money?" The young man turned cold.

"No, I dare not, it's really..." Fang Xiaoyuan spoke before the shopkeeper finished speaking.

"Boss, my son wants these 60 kilograms of orchid fungus. You don't need the original price, just follow the market price. My son is not short of money."

"What do you mean?" The woman in the miniskirt glared at Fang Xiaoyuan.

"Shopping, can't you tell?" Fang Xiaoyuan looked at the woman in the miniskirt strangely, "Isn't this a store? What else can I mean when I buy something?"

"Do you dare to snatch something from our son?" The woman in the miniskirt shot murderous intent in her eyes.

"Boss, as far as I know, the "Blackwood City" is sold by the highest bidder, right? I paid a high price, so it doesn't violate the law?" Fang Xiaoyuan asked.

"No trigger!" The shopkeeper nodded.

"If you don't have money, go far away." Fang Xiaoyuan waved at the woman in the miniskirt, as if chasing away flies.

The girl in the miniskirt was furious. Before she had time to speak harshly, the shopkeeper spoke up and said to Fang Xiaoyuan: "I don't do your business, you go."

"Why?" The smile on Fang Xiaoyuan's face froze, and he looked at the shopkeeper in disbelief. Liu Wei'an and Huang Yueyue also showed surprised expressions, do they still dislike the high price? Remember the URL of this site, www. biquxu. Com, convenient for reading next time, or Baidu input " ", you can enter this site