Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 68 068 This time it really worked

Feng Xiuhu is a person who responds to soft words and does not respond to hard words.

If you tell him how high a rank the Director of the Planning Department is, he has no idea. But if you ask him who has a tougher neck, the Director of the Planning Department or the high priest in the temple, he will have his own judgment.

Feng Xiuhu was too lazy to waste words with Cheng Aimei, so he hurriedly took Shunzi back to the mansion on Bibo Street.

There is no time to waste, he has to start practicing.

Of course, it was not the church's martial arts method. Feng Xiuhu turned around and threw the pendant and poetry book aside.

Konate Chen asked him to drip blood on the pendant. Feng Xiuhu estimated that the role played by the pendant was probably equivalent to the magic circle drawn with blood during the initial practice; the so-called chanting of prayers and praising the God of Mist was also a disguised form of "resonance", except that the object became the God of Mist.

Feng Xiuhu wanted to practice the martial arts that Shi gave him.

Just like the martial arts of the Church of the Mist is called "Mist Code" and the martial arts of the Temple of the Goddess of Wind and Rain is called "The Art of Turning Wind into Rain", martial arts must always have a name.

Shi said that he named this skill "Rotten Meat Skill".

This name sounds like a random fabrication.

When Feng Xiuhu asked why, Shi looked at him with disdain and said smugly, "To Shi, everyone will be a pile of rotten meat sooner or later."

Feng Xiuhu asked again, "What about the god that's chasing you?"

Eclipse's tone was noticeably weaker, but he still insisted, "That's right."

This name is indeed not nice, but Feng Xiuhu has no choice at the moment.

He closed the door, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate again.

Although Feng Xiuhu still felt that his understanding of the rules was correct, arguing was useless, so he had to follow the ideas given by Eclipse and gain his understanding.

Insect-eaten wood and wind-eroded rocks.

Water erodes river banks and sand erodes oases.

"Erosion" has no specific form, but is an invisible phenomenon. It occurs silently but can cause damage to any tangible object.

The meaning of its existence is to destroy and ruin.

He didn't know if E had opened a back door in secret, but in just a moment, Feng Xiuhu could clearly feel a fine coolness seeping into his skin, and finally gathering into a pool in the depths of his mind.

This time it really happened.

……

Wake up the next day.

Feng Xiuhu changed into the priest's robe, hung up the mist pendant, and prepared to go out.

Today he plans to follow Konate Chen's advice and meet with the newly appointed Guard Officer Morgan.

It is not accurate to say that he is "newly appointed". It is better to say that he is "stationed" - the purpose of Guard Officer Morgan appearing in the temple in the factory area is to prevent the "radicals" from the temple from causing trouble.

Therefore, as long as no new priest takes over the factory area church, he is the temporary supreme commander of the church.

Counting the deaths of several of Feng Xiuhu's superiors under unclear circumstances, he became a little scared - he was the great Master Feng and he was not a jinx, so if he continued like this, how would his reputation be affected?
So this time he planned to take the initiative, pay his respects first, and align the details with his new boss so that they would have a tacit understanding in future dealings.

They were already familiar with the route to the church and there was no need for Shunzi to follow them, so Feng Xiuhu asked Shunzi to take Ermazi and other brothers to Old William's tailor shop.

Old William's craftsmanship is quite good and has been certified by Feng Xiuhu, so he plans to buy a few sets of clothes for everyone.

Came to the temple alone.

This time no one stopped Feng Xiuhu. The Divine Guards guarding the gate took the initiative to open the door for him and looked at him with admiration - it seemed that they had all heard of Feng Xiuhu's deeds.

Bang.

The two Divine Guards moved in unison, pounding their chests in a salute toward Feng Xiuhu. "Greetings, Deacon Feng Xiuhu." As if to avoid a smiling face, Feng Xiuhu, understanding enough, returned the salute with a chest-pounding gesture: "Praise the Mist."

Although the relationship between the church and the temple is tense, it actually has little impact on ordinary believers, and believers can still be seen coming and going in the church.

But because there was no priest, there were only deacons walking around in the prayer hall, leading the believers in prayer.

Mike was among them.

Feng Xiuhu waved hello at him, and Mike came over with a tray.

"How did you come?"

Feng Xiuhu picked up a piece of dry bread from the plate and started to eat it. "Are you here to see Officer Morgan, or to go to the study?"

Mike handed the tray to the passing deacon: "The study is where the priest works. The guard has another room. I will take you there."

Guard Officer Morgan's office was on the first floor. With Mike leading the way, they arrived at the place soon.

There were two Divine Guards guarding the door. Mike explained his purpose and a Divine Guard went into the room to report. After a while, the door opened again.

Inside the door, Guard Officer Morgan stood at the entrance and nodded to Feng Xiuhu. "Nice to meet you, Deacon Feng Xiuhu."

The fireplace was emitting warmth and the room was warm.

Guard Officer Morgan was not wearing armor, only a thin shirt.

Like Officer Semm, Officer Morgan is also a foreigner. He has short brown hair. Although his hooked nose makes him look aggressive, he looks kind overall.

Feng Xiuhu felt that Officer Morgan had given him enough respect simply by standing up and greeting him. He nodded and replied, "Greetings, Officer Morgan."

Feng Xiuhu was welcomed into the house and the two sat down at the table.

"Coffee or tea?"

Guard Officer Morgan asked politely.

Feng Xiuhu waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary. It was not a courtesy, but he did not plan to stay here for long.

But Guard Officer Morgan was very enthusiastic and seemed very interested in having a deep conversation with Feng Xiuhu.

"Among us low-ranking priests, you are now a legendary figure."

Feng Xiuhu glanced over and said, "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"of course."

Officer Morgan smiled friendly. "But it's not because you played a decisive role in that battle, but because if you hadn't suddenly appeared, many more people would have died."

This is indeed true. Chu Wenti's death was unplanned, but for the lower-level deacons and divine guards, their deaths were real. Even the guards and priests were included in the scope of "not feeling sad even if they died."

But there was one thing Officer Morgan didn't say. Feng Xiuhu and Konate Chen didn't hide their conversation that night from others. Now many people in the church knew that Feng Xiuhu had already been selected for the enlightenment position - in a short period of time, he went from being a squad leader in the city to a deacon, and the next step of promotion to a priest seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

Even the top leaders were optimistic about him. With such a strong backing, it was completely worthy for Guard Morgan to show his goodwill without reservation.

However, this friendship was a bit awkward, and Feng Xiuhu was not used to it.

He waved his hand and got straight to business: "Konate Chen asked me to come talk to you about those four streets."

Guard Officer Morgan immediately assured him, "Don't worry. If you need me, I can send a small team of Divine Guards to protect you."

Feng Xiuhu didn't mean that, but Officer Morgan's words made him nervous: "Is it really that dangerous?"

Officer Morgan realized he had misunderstood and felt a little embarrassed: "Just in case."

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