Lord of Industrialization

The heavy rain in the mountains came very violently, and the thunder crashing in the valley seemed to be ringing in my ears. The raindrops as big as beans made the canvas shed of the carriage crackle, as if it would be penetrated in the next moment.

The people in the convoy set up a tent next to the truck, and Fontana and several familiar businessmen took shelter from the rain and chatted inside.

As the conversation continued, the conversation reached the bus. A bald businessman said obscenely: "There is only a young man and a young woman in the car now. Do you think they will...hehehehe..."

Several businessmen laughed knowingly.

Fontana said seriously: "That woman is a nun. She wouldn't do such a thing."

Although everyone knows some things, they cannot be put on the table. If there is a rumor that someone in his fleet has seduced a nun and fallen into depravity, his business will be impossible in the future.

His statement was supported because these businessmen had just seen Frederick chatting with Fontana outside. If he was the kind of person who wanted to say "Hey, hey, hey," he would not have left the carriage, but would have stayed in the car. Look for opportunities.

A bearded businessman said with a wicked smile: "How about we make a bet. When we get to Bern, the loser will treat everyone to a roast pig."

"Yes, yes!" The bald head became excited, "Let's go listen and see which one is louder, the thunder or their screams!"

A roast pig meal was nothing to them, and they all started to make bets and asked them to run to the coachman's seat and put their ears to the canvas to listen to what was going on inside.

There were stools made of long wooden boards on both sides of the carriage. Frederick read Psyche's new novel "The Famous Detective Holmes and the Four Methods of the Golden-skinned Chicken" leisurely under the light, and looked at the people outside the carriage. Things don't care at all.

But the other person in the carriage was different. The nun was kneeling on the floor, trembling all over, silently reciting verses of confession and asking for forgiveness from the God of Light.

According to the rules, clergy must fast on the way to pilgrimage and cannot eat meat other than fish.

The nun had just stolen a sausage roll and now believed that the rainstorm was a punishment from the god of light.

Brambles' sausages are quite famous. They are added with spices from the south. They are punched with a few holes and rolled into dough before being baked. The bread also has the flavor of sausages.

Frederick couldn't help but buy some food for the road, and the nun couldn't help buying it either, and ate it secretly when no one was in the car.

Now that she is fine, someone discovered that she had broken the precepts on her front foot, and there was a heavy rainstorm on her back foot in the mountains that she had never experienced before, so she believed that there was a causal relationship between the two.

But no matter how she prayed, the thunder and rain outside the car did not get quieter at all, and there was even hail.

"First...sir..." She looked at Frederick tremblingly, "Please whip me. I will not be punished, and the God of Light will not appease his anger."

Frederick looked around and saw that there were only two of them in the carriage, and he suddenly had a question mark on his head.

The nun knelt on the floor of the carriage, lowered her head, and kept muttering: "If the God of Light does not calm down his anger, the whole world will be flooded..."

Frederick's mouth twitched, thinking that he had encountered a believer with a brain problem, so he asked her: "How do you want me to punish you?"

The nun turned around and took off her robe, revealing her smooth back.

There is also a saying about whipping. For sinners, it is whipped on the back, and for disobedient children, it is spanked.

Frederick's invention of whipping gangsters over and over has become more and more accepted in recent years, because there is a saying in the church that "whip the thugs wherever they make mistakes", but it is usually targeted at thieves and thugs.

Frederick curled his lips, it would be a pity not to have a dozen cupping pots on such a beautiful back.

It is useless for believers with brains as big as rocks to reason. If they talk too much, they may even be regarded as devils tempting them to make mistakes. If you don't want to cause trouble, just follow them.

Frederick reached for the luggage he had made, took out a belt, and slapped the nun's back randomly a few times, only making the skin a little red.

The rain in the mountains came and went quickly. The thunder disappeared instantly, but the raindrops remained the same.

The nun's eyes suddenly shone, she stood up, turned around and said excitedly: "You must be the messenger sent by the God of Light. Please punish me like a father!"

Frederick felt a bit toothache. There was indeed a saying in the church that the God of Light was the father of the world, and He treated believers like children.

The method of spanking a child is the same in many places, which is to spank the child on the leg.

Before Frederick could express his position, the nun had already taken the initiative to lie down.

Frederick slapped him in black lines several times, and the rain outside stopped.

From the groom's seat, Fontana and several other businessmen watched dumbfoundedly as the originally dark clouded sky was first torn open by the sun, and then cleared up after a while. Their foreheads were covered with sweat.

They just heard that the nun said that the heavy rain was punished by the God of Light, and asked the gentleman in the car to whip herself.

The few people who had bet on the two of them saying "hey hey hey" almost laughed out loud. When the priests and nuns took the initiative, they would use various excuses, whippings, etc. There were many tricks.

Then the sound of undressing coming from the carriage confirmed their thoughts.

But what happened next was not right. The beating sounded like a real beating, and the audience initially thought it was just for fun. The problem was that after the beating, the heavy rain really stopped in the blink of an eye.

This is not fun, it is a miracle.

They came running immediately one by one. This was the God of Light coming to the world through that young man. If He blamed himself for eavesdropping with evil thoughts, he didn’t know what kind of punishment he would inflict.

"Snapped!"

The bald businessman who started the conversation first had something on his mind, and he accidentally slipped and fell on the muddy mountain road.

Fontana, who was following him, didn't expect him to fall, and he tripped and fell on him, and then people tripped one after another.

When they got up, the bald businessman who was pressed at the bottom trembled and said, "This is... God's punishment!"

He was bleeding when he spoke, because he bit his tongue just now.

He had the worst thoughts just now, and he was the first to say it. Now he fell the first, not only did he fall the worst, but he was also pressed by a big man.

If people usually laugh at him for being the most unlucky, now everyone thinks that he was punished by the God of Light.

The other businessmen in the convoy saw them rolling in the mud and water, and they all came to see the joke.

"Don't laugh!" Fontana was serious and full of aura.

He looked back at the bus and whispered to the others, "Everyone go to the front. I have something important to say."

A group of people gathered in front of the convoy for several circles. Fontana exaggerated what happened just now, and the bald man showed everyone his bitten tongue.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. The rain suddenly stopped and the person with the stinkiest mouth had his bitten tongue right in front of them. They had to believe it.

In the carriage, the nun had put on her robes again and was about to take out the remaining sausage bread from her luggage and throw it out of the car.

Frederick has always refused to waste food, so he immediately stopped her: "Don't waste it, just keep it and eat it."

The nun immediately shook her head: "If I break the precepts again, the God of Light will rain and drown the world again."

Frederick saw the bright sunshine outside the raised curtain, and said seriously: "It's okay, just eat it."

When the nun saw him say that, she sat down, opened the bag, and ate a sausage bread slowly in small bites.