Kidnapping All Mankind

John / Praia / Ackerford has been getting bored lately.

Autumn is coming.

Taking the last sip of water from the glass, John / Praia / Akford held the wooden bowl and sighed silently.

Autumn was approaching, and when the parish deacon visited the parish, Praia was upset for a while when she thought about it.

In the past two autumns, Praia has received the parish deacon twice. It is enough to understand that this big nose who is coming again soon is not a good person, but this troubled person, There is enough weight to deeply influence one's future through the third tour.

"Pastor, the stream is ready ..."

A low call came from the door, and Praia nodded slightly, lowered the wooden cup, and left the cabin.

Rev. John, Rev. Praia, Rev. Archford ...

Pastor ...

Praia smiled bitterly, being called by the villagers every day, Praia sometimes felt a little awkward, because her identity is actually only a surrogate, and only through the recognition of the third inspection can she really get the god. .

However, it seems that passing this tour may require additional costs for his own family.

Praia knows that this result can't be attributed to the harshness of the big nose. Every time I ask myself, Praia also understands very well that the results of hosting this church are really not outstanding, even if he doesn't need to be too discerning to see that he is not fully qualified.

But can this blame me?

It has been three years since I came to this remote village of Akeli, and the excitement and passion that had just been put on the robes of God have already dissipated. In the face of the numb villagers and the poor life, Praia is exhausted and only feels deeply frustrated: The pretend piety is still pretend piety. The ignorant villagers still ca n’t understand the sermon, and the tithe that could not be completed satisfactorily is still the same.

In a word, three years ago, what the village ’s beliefs and devotions are like, and what the current beliefs and dedications are still, there is almost no change.

After working so hard for so long, I can hardly see any effect and effect.

As a result, Praia had to make her doubt about the choice she had made that year.

"Priest……"

Another low call, Praia turned back, and she had entered the church, and a small altar stream was set in front of him. Andrea was raising his head and looking at himself.

Pray early.

Praia sighed again, took out the scriptures, and was ready to start her daily homework.

At this moment, the church door was a little dark, and a small shadow flashed in.

Yep?

Praia turned around and stood next to the door of the church. A 13-year-old boy stood on the right side of an upright post, stroked his chest with his right hand, and looked at the position of the altar quietly.

This is a very standard prayer posture, Praia nodded slightly.

The church does not forbid villagers to enter, but the villagers are tense and laborious, and rarely have time to come to the church, especially in the early prayer hours without holy communion and any other benefits, let alone come in and waste time.

But now it's a teenager who is coming in. It's an age that doesn't have too much trouble. About because there is no place to play, I feel curious or pass by, and walk in to rest.

This is the younger son of old William. Praia remembers this child, this child is called Los. Recently, for some reason, he washed his face and clothes all day and made himself clean. It would not be annoying.

Little Rose's posture was very accurate and quiet, Praia stopped paying attention, and went back to continue the preparations for early prayer.

There is not much preparation work. A few minutes later, Praia turned over the thick books made of sheepskin and began to chant with Andre, praising the great master.

This process lasted for more than ten minutes. Andrea knocked on Xiao Xiao, Praya closed the scriptures, raised the altar, and replaced the stream just taken in the morning, and the morning prayer was over.

To complete this necessary work every day, Praia turned out another thick book, also made of sheepskin rolls, and signaled Andrea to sit on the bench and start teaching today's lesson.

This is also a job that cannot be careless.

Speaking of them, Andrei is very similar to himself no matter how he was born or experienced. He is the second son of a knight. When he was young, he was sent to the priest to study theology.

It is for this similar reason that Praya teaches very carefully every day, and at this time quickly sinks into the teaching.

Time passed quickly. About twenty minutes later, the morning lesson was over. Praya closed the books and Andrei stood up. At this moment, the door of the church moved slightly, and Los came out gently. Church.

Praia then realized that the younger son of Old William had quietly left until now.

Would you be curious about a theology course that is completely incomprehensible?

Praia felt a little strange.

The next day was a sunny day, and the three roosters near the church in Chirac started calling early in the morning, making Praia wake up a full hour or two earlier than usual.

Looking at the sundial near the side door of the church, it was still too early to pray, and Praia got up, slowly walked out of the church, and took the village path.

Maybe it's still early, or maybe it's the third inspection that is approaching, and the tithe will soon be levied. Praia walked a long distance this time, and walked slowly. When he came up with a few more exhortations to persuade him to pay tithes honestly, Praia found himself walking unconsciously to the wooden bridge to the west of the village.

This is an old trouble in the village of Akeli. It is about a few years old, and because of the rain on both sides of the river, the wooden bridge made of two logs is always unstable on one side. Staggering, it is very difficult to walk. At the same time, due to the soft soil on both sides, several villagers living nearby have repaired several times and have no effect.

As I was thinking, the other side of the stream suddenly came to a villager carrying grass and walking next to the wooden bridge. The villagers did not tread on the log on the right side carefully as before, and stepped on both sides of the wood at the same time. After coming over, the whole process was easy, and the wooden bridge was not shaken at all.

Praia couldn't help but snorted.

At this time, the villagers had already walked across the wooden bridge and heard the sound. The villagers looked up and saw Praia, and quickly bowed respectfully and called out the master.

"Good day, Avilia ..."

Praia rubbed her shoulders with her right hand, thinking of the villagers coming over, and asked with curiosity, "When was this wooden bridge repaired?"

Avilia is a well-educated inferior. When talking to the priest, he honestly lowered his head and looked at his toes. "It was repaired yesterday and yesterday."

"Did you fix it?"

"No, sir." Avilia shook his head. "I didn't repair the bridge, and I don't know who it was, but Adela told me that when passing yesterday, yesterday, yesterday morning, the child of the old William's family was here. It seems that many stones have been carried from below. "

"Okay, I see. You go, Avilia." Praia waved his hand, kindly allowed the inferior to do his work, then walked slowly to the wooden bridge and looked carefully Looking at the originally swaying log, it was easy to see a few stones compacted by the soil from its side.

Moving stones? Can Little Rose repair the bridge?

Praia felt a little strange.

Chapter 19 Pastor (Part 2)

After walking around and returning to the church, soon it was time for early prayer. Andre took the stream and finished the preparations. The church door was dark again, Praia raised his head, and Little Rose stood next to the pillar again, with his right hand. Flick your shoulders and lower your head slightly.

Oh?

Praia's action paused slightly, but soon prayed early, and Little Rose was very quiet. Praya opened the thick books with no reason.

Each time in the next few days, Praya Daimu could see that Little Rose was standing quietly next to the pillar, and when Praia and Andre finished teaching, they quietly left. go with.

Praia felt more and more strange.

However, despite this, Praia has not spoken and said a few words to Los.

Because this situation is not the first time, when I first came to the village of Akeli, Praya also met several villagers who came to the morning prayer every day, but I did n’t know until Praya started to get closer to the villagers. These villagers with little slyness just want a little benefit from themselves.

Serving the Lord and praying honestly is the most basic obligation of every lamb, and there is no reason to receive any special favor for it.

Although he doesn't think that only 13- to 4-year-olds like Los can have such an effort, Praia is not ready to be encouraged and look at it differently.

Moreover, children are always a little weird. Participating in morning prayers for several days in a row may be curious or pretending. Praia does not want to be disappointed soon, not to mention, if Little Los is really close to the Lord and serves him sincerely, the Lord will naturally give him Los is blessed and kind.

Dominate everything.

Praia pressed her shoulders gently on each side.

Another afternoon, the sun started slowly going down. Praia sat on the bench near the church, looked at the altar flatly, and sat in silence. A villager walked in lightly.

"Master Rev."

Praia slowly turned his head: "Ryan, Wolf, what's the matter?"

"Master Rev ...." watched by an old master, Wolf was somewhat restrained, and his right hand involuntarily erected to the side stool.

"Cough ..." Praia coughed gently.

Wolf immediately remembered that the church tables and chairs could only be touched by inferior people like himself on very important occasions, and quickly retracted with his right hand, rubbing embarrassingly, "Pastor Master, my mother-in-law raised the water last night. After entering Zhongshui, I started talking nonsense this morning, and I never woke up, asking the Lord to give holy water. "

"It is the Lord who gives holy water."

The villagers' nonsense and random understanding, Praia has become accustomed, shook his head helplessly, Praia walked to the altar, took out the scriptures, chanted for a few minutes, took out a small spoon, and scooped a cup of holy water from the altar. Pour into a small wooden bowl that Wolfe respectfully respects.

"Master the omnipotent." Wolf bowed slowly, turning his body slowly, ready to leave.

"Wait."

Wolf turned back, and the priest pointed to the rake held by Wolf's right hand. "It's time to harvest the hay this past few days. Why do you still use this? Is the sickle broken? There are several handles in the church that you can lend milk."

Speaking of this, Wolf's sad face had improved a little. "Thank you, Lord, I have cut the forage yesterday. My sickle is okay. I took this to get rid of the thorns on the west side."

"The thorns in the west?" Praia recalled, and quickly remembered that there were clumps of stubborn thorns in the fields to the west of the village. The knife could not be cut, the roots could not be dug, the cattle could not be pulled out, and the priest wondered again. Looked at Wolf's rake: "Can you get rid of them with this?"

"Can't get it off." Wolf shook his head quickly. "This is just a handy way to gather weed leaves. Little William of the old William's family figured out a way, pile a few piles of grass, dig a few holes, and several places at the same time. Set fire to burn them. The thorns in their fields have been burned for a few days and they have not grown at all. "

Little Rose again?

"Okay, I see, you go, Wolf." Praia waved her hand, and her heart began to feel a little strange again, and at the same time a little more curious.

This quietly-born emotion suddenly increased to the highest level near the evening.

At that time, Andrea began to prepare dinner, Praia started a routine walk before meals, walked to the east of the village, and was about to walk to the worst part of the village, the priest was surprised to see Holset, Freeman, Richard was leading his sons holding stones, shovelling the soil, sweating the road.

Seeing the laid-back pastor master, a dozen people quickly stopped and bowed down.

"Old Hot, what are you doing?"

"Master." Holsett reached out and raised his head half-bald, taking off a hood that didn't exist at the moment. "Let's fix the road before we even eat."

"Building a road?"

Although there are only a dozen steps on the road, so many people working together will probably not take much time, but this is all about the whole village. Anyway, everyone has to go this way, Holset, Freeman, how did the three Richards do it themselves?

Praia couldn't suppress her surprise: "Three of you started building roads?"

"Master," Freeman bowed. "It's not just us building roads. Avilia, Wolfe, Old William is also working in front."

"Ah?" Praia was even more surprised. "Why do you want to fix this bad road?

"Master ..." Freeman bowed again. "Laziness is a sin that should be avoided. Laziness makes people ugly and will never be better ..."

Laziness is a sin that should be avoided. Laziness makes people ugly and will never be better ...

This is indeed what I said, but did you only remember it today?

For a moment, Praia was speechless. Fortunately, honest Richard took the talk: "Master, we have to move the last grass for the last few days. Old William said that this road should be repaired, lest it be every day Repairing a wooden car is a cost-effective delay. "

Old William ...

After thinking about William's taciturn appearance in memory, Praia couldn't connect the idea of ​​road construction with the old tenant. He also thought about Freman's usual style of panic and panic, Praia didn't think This guy can remember his sermon.

In this case ...

Thinking that Old William and Freeman behaved completely differently in peacetime, and that his recent lesson taught to Andre happened to be about discipline and sin, Praia naturally thought of the little figure who was watching every day in the church recently.

Could it be time to talk to this little guy?

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