When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

Aaron knew very well that things like tonight's would happen many more times.

An outsider priest has been stripped of his power in the church, and even the residents of the entire town subconsciously ostracize him and want to get rid of him!

In this situation, if one person isn't killed to establish authority, similar incidents like the "Pig-Faced Butcher" will likely continue, and may even increase.

One tonight, one tomorrow night, and another the night after...

They will constantly test your strengths and weaknesses, probe your bottom line, and gradually drag you into the abyss.

From the moment Aaron stepped into this ghost story instance, he knew that an invisible battle had begun, and to survive, he had to show a ruthless attitude that made people wary!

The pig-faced butcher must die!

In the [Gravekeeper] ghost story dungeon, he obtained a ghost story item called [Blood Corpse Jar].

This ghost item actively draws his blood and life force, then transforms it into a special "corpse oil." Once ignited, it can damage the ghost creature.

To deal with the pig-faced butcher, he had just extracted a can of his own blood and consumed a significant amount of his life force.

Without a doubt, this is a supernatural item with powerful functions, but also at a considerable cost.

Previously, if it weren't for the desperate protection of the Sunset Empire's high-ranking officials, it would have been seized by the Bald Eagle Empire long ago.

These two major powers have already begun to fight openly and covertly over this item.

As Aaron watched the burning scene unfold before him, a ripple appeared in his eyes. He knew very well that once the effects of this strange artifact were revealed, the people of the Bald Eagle Empire would be even more frantic in their desire to seize it.

Anything that can harm the supernatural and bizarre will drive even nations crazy.

The Sunset Empire is not as strong as the Dragon Kingdom, and it would be very difficult for them to protect him and his family.

For Su Ming's sake, the Dragon Kingdom had fought several battles head-on with the White Eagle Empire and even allied with the Ice Bear Empire, making the White Eagle Empire look bad and finally dissuading them from trying to seize the Sinful Dagger.

As the flames intensified, the confessional gradually began to collapse, and the pig-faced butcher's screams and struggles grew weaker and weaker.

bang——

The door suddenly burst open.

A charred, blackened body, emitting a strange aroma, like a roasted wild boar, burst out and charged at Aaron as if to kill him.

However, before it could get close, just one step away, the roasted "wild boar" collapsed in front of Aaron.

Aaron lowered his head, silently staring at the charred corpse on the ground, his eyes trembling slightly, as if recalling some unpleasant experience.

However, this slight feeling quickly disappeared.

"Sister Hilde, have the body hung outside the church as punishment."

"Yes, Father."

Sister Hilde's indifferent face softened into a smile; she didn't refuse Aaron's request but readily agreed.

She was now intrigued by this priest who had always been taciturn but was ruthless in his actions.

She clapped her hands, and several servants dressed in burlap clothes suddenly emerged from the shadows and carried the "charred corpse" out of the ground.

...

The world of ghost stories.

"Father, this is the dormitory of the church orphanage. The children inside are all orphans abandoned outside the church or children who have wandered to the town. Most of them have congenital disabilities and are quite different from ordinary people. After they grow up, they will either stay in the church to work as servants or choose to leave the church and go to the town to find work to survive."

Sister Hilde opened the door and explained to the young priest and the silly dog ​​beside her.

Inside the dormitory, rows of small wooden beds were neatly arranged, and children of different ages were on their beds, some playing, some silent, and some sleeping.

Most of these children show signs of disability.

Either he has polio, resulting in muscle atrophy and one hand being larger than the other.

Or his face looked blank and he kept biting the wooden bed, as if he were eating something.

They either have swollen heads and small, thin bodies, making them quite deformed.

.....

Apart from a few relatively normal children, most of the others have congenital disabilities. If it weren't for the church taking them in, they would have starved to death long ago.

Even their parents were unwilling to raise them and chose to abandon them.

Sister Hilde immediately rang the bell at the door, which stopped all the children from playing and drew their attention to her.

"Sister Hilde!"

"Sister Hilde!"

Sister Hilde

"..."

The children were clearly aware of Sister Hilde's existence, and greeted her with great respect.

Perhaps out of fear, they stopped some distance from Sister Hilde.

Their faces lacked the innocence that other normal children should have; instead, they displayed numbness and indifference, and even confusion and fear deep in their eyes, like living corpses.

Su Ming silently stared at the numb and fearful little faces before him, a sudden ripple appearing in his deep eyes, as if he were experiencing some strange emotion.

The silly dog ​​at his feet seemed to sense that its owner was feeling down. It nuzzled against him with its large head and made a "woof woof" sound.

"Children, this is Father Sue, the new priest at the church!"

Sister Hilde seemed to sense something, glanced at the young priest beside her with a thoughtful look in her eyes, and then spoke up to introduce him.

"Father Su!" "Father Su!" "Father Su!" "Father Su!" "..."

The children looked at the young priest before them, their faces showing not only numbness but also a hint of restraint and fear.

Seeing the children become restrained and frightened, Su Ming nodded and smiled, his face showing a kind smile, unlike Sister Hilde who was so serious. He stepped forward and patted the children's heads, showing a friendly attitude.

"Hello, children."

The children, who had been somewhat reserved, looked at the young priest before them and, seeing that he was not as aloof as the previous priests, their restraint lessened.

Yet they still dared not make the slightest move, fearing that they might offend the important figure before them and be driven out of the church to fend for themselves.

Having been abandoned at a young age, they had long since learned the ability to read people's expressions and moods.

Accustomed to living under someone else's roof,

They try their best to please everyone who can decide their fate.

"Father, the children should rest now!"

Sister Hilde suddenly spoke up to remind her.

It's already 11 p.m., and the children really should be sleeping.

Su Ming nodded slightly, not refusing, and was about to leave with the silly dog.

Suddenly, Su Ming noticed a subtle detail: there were twenty-six wooden beds in the room, but only twenty-five children in front of him.

Clearly, one child was missing from the house.