The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 502 Behind Him (V)

Under the caring gazes of the entire town, seven girls in pure white dresses followed the priest and walked silently into the back of the church.

Everyone was talking about it with mixed emotions, awe and a hint of secret anticipation, but no one knew what the anticipation was for.

"What...will be there?" Susan murmured in a low voice, a little confused. Her memory was in chaos, and she always felt like she was living in a dream that did not belong to her.

"You old woman, you are confused again. Don't tell me you forgot that there is a dungeon behind the church?"

The man next to her who claimed to be her husband was called "Old John" by the people in the town, and they seemed to respect him quite a lot.

But he obviously didn't respect her very much.

"Dungeon?" Susan repeated the word several times in a daze, as if trying to sort out something.

Old John rolled his eyes. He had no patience for his wife who often suffered from Alzheimer's disease. He said coldly, "Okay, okay, stop talking! If you talk nonsense in the church, be careful of having your tongue cut off! Do you want to be locked up in the dungeon? It's full of weird things."

Susan wanted to refute, but she was afraid of the pain of having her tongue cut. Her tongue felt like it was pulled by an invisible knife and she couldn't speak.

"As long as you behave yourself, I'll play hide-and-seek with you later, but remember not to run to the back. It's dangerous, okay?" Old John heard her quiet down and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. He touched her messy white hair and whispered.

But his gaze was fixed straight at the Lord Divine Servant who disappeared from his sight in front of him, and there was a hidden greed in his eyes.

Susan watched all this in silence.

On the other side, a young man also saw all this.

"Bo Wen, what are you looking at... Oh, the old mayor." The young man next to him followed his gaze and said with emotion, "The old mayor is really good to his wife."

“Yeah.” The young man named “Bowen” nodded coldly, without saying anything more, his eyes returned to the archway where the girls disappeared.

"But I heard that the dungeon is full of weird creatures... So, can they survive?" The boy returned to the topic and said with a look of fear on his face.

"It should... be possible, right? If they have God's protection." Bowen was not sure either, frowning slightly.

“I hope so…” The young man put his hands together, as if praying for something, and whispered, “I used to envy them, thinking that becoming a priest was a supreme honor, but now… who knew it would be so dangerous!”

"However, although it is dangerous, it is a greater honor to sacrifice for God!" An uncle next to him suddenly interrupted and said, "David, you haven't read the book of God thoroughly enough!"

The boy's name was "David". When he heard what the uncle said, he looked over and saw that his eyes were bloodshot, and he was licking his tongue with a weird and twisted smile.

David suddenly felt a chill, but he knew it inexplicably in his heart and couldn't show it, so he continued to say: "Speaking of reading the book of God, who would have thought that reading the book of God is not easy..."

"Yeah..." The young man glanced at the weird old man, then ignored him and nodded silently. The image of one of the red-haired girls appeared in his mind.

He remembered that she was the one who persisted the longest.

"You said that when we usually recite the divine book, how could it have such an effect? ​​We actually fainted while reciting! It seems that there is some special field in front of the statue in this church..."

The young man said with lingering fear, looking at the statue with awe, and then confusion, as if he was thinking about how to explore this special place.

"I guess he just fainted from hunger." A tiny female voice murmured faintly into my ears.

But this murmur was soon drowned out by the whispers around them. The two turned around, but could not see who had said it.

I can only give up.

Not far away, a girl broke free from her father's hand that was covering her mouth and complained angrily, "Dad!"

Her father glared at her nervously and lowered his voice to scold her: "Don't talk nonsense! This is a church. Be careful not to say anything out of turn or you'll end up in the dungeon!"

The girl pouted disapprovingly: "Dad, you don't have to scare me. The dungeons are filled with monsters that have attacked our town before. How could they hold me?"

After hearing what the girl said, the father sighed.

Every time those strange creatures appeared, there was a bloody storm. I don’t know how many lives were lost before we were finally able to catch them.

Thinking that a group of young girls were about to enter that dangerous place, he felt even more heavy-hearted, especially since these girls were only slightly older than his daughter. As an old father, he could not bear to see this.

It seems that being a priest is really not an easy job. Fortunately, my daughter didn't get the chance this time.

"Claire, I hope you live well..." The man stroked his daughter's flaxen hair, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.

The daughter named "Claire" impatiently shook off her father's hand, leaned her head forward and looked forward, thinking that if something happened to those girls later, she would have to reverse time and space and find a way to stop it.

Yes, she is Ling Yuke. I don't know if it's because she is originally a being in the abyss, or if she has already experienced Sister Liu Sheng's special "copy" last time, but she has retained her original memory when she entered this space.

Therefore, she soon discovered that this long-winded and nagging old man was her father Ling Fu.

But he hasn't recovered his memory yet, and is still the worker named Frank Lindel.

Frank usually worked for the arrogant old man named Anderson in town. He was very cowardly and allowed old Anderson to withhold his money.

But Frank said that suffering a loss is a blessing. Anyway, in this small town, his ability is not strong, so he should just endure it and seek shelter.

After all, my daughter is still young.

Frank nervously held his daughter's hand, unaware that several people were staring at him in the distance.

"How is that man?" A man with a hungry gleam in his eyes licked his lips and asked in a low voice.

The woman next to him glanced at him with disdain and said coldly, "Professor Hanny, please control yourself. We just want to steal something from his shed."

"Yes, we just need tools." A deformed man sitting in a wheelchair next to the woman, with weak limbs, echoed in a hoarse voice.

Professor Hanni could only say "Oh" in disappointment, and asked tentatively: "Can't we..."

"If he dies and it's natural death, then it's okay." The woman, Professor Huo, interrupted him with a cold tone.

She returned to the topic: "According to these inexplicable memories, this man should be easier to deal with. The other craftsman, Anderson, is very close to the church and cannot be touched for the time being."

"You're right. Let's not provoke this weird church for now." Professor Hanny said seriously.

It was rare for him to be so rational and serious. Professor Huo looked at him in confusion.

But she didn't know that what Professor Hanny was thinking about at the moment were the things in his basement. It would be bad if they were discovered.

"Then, let's go now." Professor Jin, who had become a useless man at this time, urged anxiously. He was eager to restore his mechanized body.

"Well, let's get started while the ceremony is still going on and everyone's attention is on the church." Professor Hanny rubbed his hands, licked his lips impatiently.

Professor Huo glanced at him with disgust and pushed Professor Jin through the crowded crowd, apologizing to the people around him: "Excuse me, please make way, our son needs to go to the toilet."

Why do I need my mother to tell me to go to the toilet?
Everyone was puzzled, and then looking at Professor Jin's situation, they quickly parted ways to make way for him. They also looked with sympathy at the couple who were still able to take care of a disabled son in such a cold night.

But, this son...why does he look older than his parents?

"I look old, that's what I look old." Professor Hanny was still in the mood to joke with everyone, but was pulled away by Professor Huo.

As soon as they walked out of the church, they heard warm cheers behind them.

"It seems that the result of the second test has come out?" Professor Hanny said with a smile.

"Then stop talking nonsense and hurry up," said Professor Huo.

Professor Hanni shrugged. "You are the ones who need to be quick. I can't help you here."

Professor Huo randomly found a car, smashed the glass with a punch, opened the door from the inside, and stuffed Professor Jin in.

Then he sat in the driver's seat, listened to Professor Jin's instructions, opened the panel under the steering wheel, revealing several exposed wires.

She nimbly picked out a few of the thickest wires with her fingers, peeled off the skin, and touched them lightly. The car made a slight sound of electricity, and then the engine started up with a roar.

"This kind of antique is the best. It's stolen." Professor Jin said proudly.

"Get in the car!" Professor Huo said coldly to Professor Hanni, who was still watching the wind outside but was obviously distracted.

At this time, you can still hear bursts of enthusiastic cheers in the church, but closer, there is only the rustling sound of falling snow.

After Professor Hanny got in the car, Professor Huo stepped on the accelerator. The car roared low in the silent snowy night, then rushed out and drove towards Frank Lindell's house in his memory.

Continue to keep the setting that entering high-dimensional analysis may cause amnesia...

The characters have basically appeared, except for one person.

By the way, it’s already chapter 500 (⊙⊙)…

Thank you for following along till now, love you guys (o▽)o