Old-time musicians

After eating the bread and wine, only a few of the believers stood up slowly, while more people still sat in their original positions and looked up in glory.

But Tucqueville's basic mind has been made up.

In the ecclesiastical hierarchy of the Holy Sun Church, the oracles are saints, the knowers are the pope and bishops, the high-ranking ones are priests, and the middle- and low-ranking ones are deacons, deacons, and deacons. It's not so clear-cut. Generally speaking, middle-ranking people will be honored with the suffix "deacon", but among the lower-ranking people, those with more senior qualifications and more specialized teachings are also in this grade.

Originally, if he had not encountered the "survivor background investigation" issue, he, a bishop in charge of many dioceses, could directly appoint the person in charge of one of his priests. The joint review by the church's senior leaders would basically respect the bishop in charge. Opinion.

This kind of religious music that returns to the flawless essence of "candle" is not something that the group of academics in the Northern Continent who claim to be the authority of romanticism can do, nor can it be achieved by those casual troubadours in the Southern Continent who love, hate, sorrow and joy all day long. It can be done!

This must be achieved by the pure, noble, solemn music orthodoxy of Janus, bathed in supreme glory!

Moreover, Tucqueville really couldn't understand how Lavoisier was able to mobilize the spirituality of the choir on the spot while realizing his creation - the secret also involved the dismantling and presentation of the "key" With insight, he really couldn't understand it.

"This city needs to send people to inquire as soon as possible and summon a priest to keep this ceremony." Fan Ning walked to him and spoke.

"Of course, we just need to wait for the memorization process to be completed." Tucville just thought that he had recommended himself after mass. He was so kind and basically agreed, "If brothers such as Old Bishop Seisler, Priest Hester and others meet, During this Mass today, their souls who have ascended to the House of Unfallen Fire will also be filled with glory.”

This bishop is also a man who is proficient in mysteries. As we chatted, I was influenced by the legacy of this ancient priest and felt quite happy.

The next moment, Owen's indifferent voice floated from behind:

"Your Excellency, a high-ranking priest has just died, and a new high-ranking priest has come out to become a priest. Even a fool can see that there is something wrong with it. Can't you, the higher-ups of Holy Sun Church, see it?"

"Something problematic?" Tukweil turned around.

The white-robed bishop, who had just returned to the style of an ancient priest, returned to his hard-line style in an instant, and said with a cold smile:

"If everyone in our Holy Sun Church were like Lavoisier, I'm afraid the one with the problem would be your Special Patrol Office."

What he said was not explicit, but it was not subtle either, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Owen was too lazy to talk nonsense with this difficult guy. He took out a small piece of plain white wax. After a few streaks of cyan spiritual fire passed through it, the white wax turned into a bird from his hand and flew into the distant void. Fly away.

"The position of a priest is much more important than the middle and lower ranks. The discussion group not only hopes to find out the cause of the death of Priest Hester, but also to check for the church so that you can confirm Lavoisier's religious status and religious rank as soon as possible. This time, we are directly invited to the office. The 'Mr. Wax' came over to meet with you, so you don't have to waste time going through the process of preliminary review and final review."

When he mentioned the name of "Mr. Wax", his eyes met Lavoisier's and he read the subtle changes in his expression.

"Has Mr. Owen received Holy Communion?" Fan Ning's tone was friendly and concerned.

"What kind of body is it?" Owen asked subconsciously.

"I'm just asking you if you have eaten." An investigator stationed nearby quickly pointed to the place where the bread and wine were originally placed, and whispered to his superior.

"" The sense of confusion that he had finally forgotten emerged from Owen's heart again. He was determined not to be walked around by this Lavoisier, and found a new way to ask new questions to prepare for the subsequent review of "Mr. Wax", "Thank you for your concern, but As an organist who has returned from studying in the Southern Continent, what Mr. Lavoisier showed on the altar today was vocal art, which really aroused everyone's interest."

"This is easy to accomplish, but it is difficult for those who are not full to walk in righteousness." Fan Ning immediately shook his head, "Brother deacon, go and serve Mr. Owen a bowl of plain noodles. You can mix some leaven at this time. of."

After he finished speaking, he patted Owen on the shoulder, and then walked slowly along the steps at the edge of the choir to the high position of the organ.

What does it mean to be unable to appreciate righteousness without being satisfied? Why is it unjust? Why aren't you full again?

Can this guy fucking say something clear?

I haven’t had breakfast yet, so why am I a beggar? ? ?

Owen was about to pull out the bright yellow gun barrel from his waist and argue with Lavoisier.

A steaming bowl of noodles sprinkled with mushrooms and onions was thrust directly into his hand.

Owen almost laughed out of anger, but the next moment, the scent calmed him down.

In front of the bandstand high up, what was going on with the original church organist who was still sitting there after the Mass accompaniment ended?

"Da da" The sound of Fan Ning's leather shoes echoed in the empty church.

Owen just informed everyone directly that he sent a message to "Mr. Wax".

In other words, the chief secret historian of the Special Patrol Office will personally come to participate in his survivor testimonials in a few days.

Although Fan Ning pretended not to have any reaction, he knew in his heart that his plan to fish in troubled waters to collect intelligence on the abnormal area might involve high-level risks in gaining identity trust in the first step.

In fact, there was no problem with his original plan until now. The grafting of identities, the creation of words and deeds, the initial display of artistic attainments and the strength of the mysterious side

The variable was completely due to Hester's accidental death. Just as Owen said, a priest died first and another priest came later. Maybe his various performances made Tukwell feel that there was no problem, but it was normal for others to think that there was a problem.

And now Fanning is even more questionable, because even he himself suspected that there was something wrong with him!

In other words, he was not sure whether this coincidence of time would have some kind of mystical connection with himself.

"How could there be such a coincidence? Could it be that my visit was discovered, and someone deliberately killed Hester to make me suspicious and pave the way for exposing me in the next step? If so, my situation is very dangerous, but why doesn't someone with this ability expose me directly?"

Fanning was very cautious all the way. He felt that this possibility was not great, and he couldn't think of any other explanation for a while.

The key to clarifying the problem is to continue to investigate along the clues revealed by the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

He began to stare at the trembling figure of the organist.

"Stand up, let me try this organ."

Yes, Fanning had already taken action against this performer. During the mass, he not only led the seven additional pieces of music, but also led the other parts of the whole ceremony. In the inspiration connection established with the performer, he tested the strength of this person and gave him more "care".

The two profounders on the ground also gradually discovered that the spirituality of this organist had been interfered with and hurt by some kind of compulsory interference.

No wonder the following fixed masses seemed to be played better and better.

After the black figure slowly stood up from the concert platform, Fanning finally looked at his lower body.

Dove-gray organ shoes!

"What is your name?" Fanning asked.

"Aardan." The other party's teeth trembled.

"When was the last time I saw Hester?"

"New Year's New Year's Concert"

A silent smell of burnt lake came.

A big hole was burned in this person's hair at some point.

"You false witness," Fanning said with deep regret, trying to make the organist admit that he had been to Hester's house last night.

But he felt several eyes on his back from the ground, and the series of teachings he was about to utter came to an abrupt end.

Yes, according to the revelation, he confirmed that this person was the culprit who performed the strange ritual at Hester's house yesterday.

But more of the ins and outs were completely blank concepts in his mind.

What if this person really said something related to his visit in front of so many people?