In the quiet cubicle, only one gas lamp was on, and an exquisite elf was sleeping soundly on the bed, but there were slight beads of sweat on his cheeks, as if he had a bad dream.
Mir suddenly woke up from the bed, gasping for breath. He dreamed about that night, the weird ritual, the weird and shocking filth, and also dreamed that the whole Stolon was filled with all kinds of filth, and people were frightened on the streets. Escape, the gorgeous church is covered with filth, and the filth uses the body to corrode the church.
He shook his head in fear. It seemed that the psychological shadow left on him by that night was not the slightest.
heresy! Heresy... Sure enough, we still need to investigate. A great man on Earth once said: The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear. Mir felt that this psychological shadow in him must be killed.
Moreover, the heretic may have information that he or she does not know, such as the existence of this world that is different from ordinary people. In this world with gods, this heretic can summon the filthy world, it is normal for there to be some existence that is different from ordinary people.
But how do you find a heretic? In Anna's words, those heretics are like rats in the sewer, they disperse when exposed to light.
The only heretic I know now is one Charles, the one who escaped half a year ago. I don't know whether he escaped from Stolen or hid in the sewers of Stolen.
After thinking about it, Mir made a decision. He was going to visit Ms. Amelia to see if he could get some clues about Charles, including his personality. It would be better than thinking blindly here.
Turning around and looking around, the gas lamp was lit by someone, probably Zoe. There was a key next to the gas lamp.
There is also a clothes rack next to it, with very elegant clothes hanging on it, including trousers, shirts, jackets, and a pair of shoes underneath.
Seeing those shoes, Mill remembered that he walked from the church to the shop barefoot and went to bed without washing his feet.
After realizing it, he lifted his feet, only to find that there was no mud on them at all, and they were as clean as white jade. Just as Mil breathed a sigh of relief, he found that the sheets under his feet were stained with dirt and had been folded up.
Looking at this scene, Mir couldn't help but blush. It seemed that the feet were not clean by him.
I got out of bed, took off my hospital gown, put on my elegant clothes and shoes, took my keys and walked out of the cubicle. The shop was closed. It seemed that I had slept deeply enough.
Pushing open the store door, I saw the morning glow in the distance lighting up slightly, and fell asleep until the next morning.
Does it take a lot of effort to use that explosion? Even if you feel slightly hot, you will fall into a deep sleep. This is an excellent form of self-hypnosis. I am afraid you will never have insomnia problems in the future.
"Good morning, Mir, you got up so early. How did you sleep last night?" Zoe hurried from a distance and walked towards the shop.
"You too, Aunt Zoe, thank you for the clothes you prepared for me and for taking care of me. To be honest, I had a bad dream last night, but the quality of my sleep was surprisingly good," Mir stretched out A lazy person.
"Maybe you need some time to recuperate," Zoe came to the shop as she spoke, opened the small basket in her hand, revealing a large bowl of meat noodles inside, with more meat and less noodles, and no soup.
"You even forgot to eat. Yesterday I wanted to wake you up to eat, but seeing that you were sleeping so comfortably, I couldn't bear to disturb you. Come and try my handicraft, which contains Stollen's special wheat noodles, from Danasu The forest lamb that comes here is sprinkled with my favorite spices."
Smelling the aroma of meat, Mil's taste buds were instantly aroused. Only then did he realize that he really seemed to have not eaten for three days, but it was also possible that someone had fed him while he was sleeping in the bed in the church hospital. Otherwise, most people would collapse if they didn't eat for three days.
"Thank you Aunt Zoe," Mir was not polite, took the basket, put it on the small shelf aside, and under Zoe's soft gaze, picked up something similar to a fork in the basket.
When the meat and noodles are forked, rolled up and put into the mouth, two different textures explode in the taste buds. Although there is no trace of chili, the different crispiness also adds an exotic flavor.
"It would be great, I think you could even open a noodle shop, trust me it would be a hit in Stollen."
“Hahaha” After hearing this, Zoe’s smile became even bigger: “As long as you like it, but I thought you would forget how to use the fork. I didn’t expect that although you are not skilled, you remembered it. This shows that What the pastoral doctor said about revisiting the old place still has some effect."
Hearing this, Mir ate the noodles and said vaguely: "I used it subconsciously." To be honest, if possible, Mir would still want to use chopsticks. After all, he has maintained his habit for more than ten years. I am still a bit unskilled in using knives and forks.
"By the way, Aunt Zoe, do you know where Amelia's residence is? I plan to pay a visit today and ask something about Charles. After all, the explosion originated from heresy. It would be good to know more. of."
Hearing this, Zoe didn’t think much about it: “Ms. Emilia lives in the St. Din residential area two stations away from here. If you walk around twice, you can see a gorgeous villa with a garden full of flowers. Went to Purple Tail Flower, which is the proper upper area. If you really want to visit, I suggest you go to the newspaper and buy a small map first to avoid getting lost. After all, it may be inconvenient if I go to visit with you. "
“Also,” Zoe suddenly leaned into Mir’s ear quietly: “I suggest you go to the flower shop in front and buy a dream iris. When I was dealing with Emilia, I learned that it was her Favorite flower, this will help a lot on your morning visits.”
"That's it. Thank you Aunt Zoe. By the way, I need to get some silver coins." Mir touched his pocket and looked at Zoe helplessly: "I don't even know where my money went."
Hearing this, Zoe chuckled: “I may not know anything else, but you deliberately told me before that your little vault is under the bed in the cubicle. You put it there deliberately to avoid accidents. Accident."
Hearing this, Mir's eyes lit up with golden light, and he ran back to the cubicle like a little money man. He lowered his head and looked under the bed. Sure enough, there was a small box there.
It seems that the original owner has great trust in Aunt Zoe, otherwise he would not directly hand over his property to her care.
He reached out and dug under the bed, dragging the small box back with his slender fingers.
The box was only as big as two palms, but it was heavy.
Mir couldn't wait to open it, but found that there was a precise lock attached to the joint of the box, which was not opened by a key. The lock body had three rotatable structures, and it seemed that correct operation was required to open it.
This... who knows if it will lock up if you open it wrongly.
It happened that Zoe came behind him at this time. Seeing Mir worrying about the box, she said directly: "It will open if you turn all three to the moon. You asked me to come directly to the box in the store when the purchase cost was not enough. Take it, and if you don’t let me give you that month’s profit, just put it in the box.”
Hearing this, Mir was stunned for a moment. The original owner trusted Zoe so much and Zoe didn't do anything inappropriate, so he would just be a hands-off shopkeeper from now on.
Listening to Zoe's words, he turned the three rotatable structures on the box to the moon side. With a "click", it opened as expected, revealing a lot of gold coins and a few silver coins inside.
"Wow~" The luster of the gold coins made Mir's eyes sparkle: "Here, how many are there."
"I counted it once last month. If I remember correctly, there are a total of forty-two gold coins and sixteen silver coins." Zoe thought about it for a while and said: "Of course, there are many circulating coins in the shop for Acquisition of textiles.”
When Mir heard this, he looked deeply into Zoe's eyes. To be honest, four hundred and twenty-one thousand six hundred is not a small number, especially in a world like this where not many people can withstand the test. , the person in front of you is rare: "I will always believe in you, before, now, and in the future."
"My pleasure, Mir," Zoe smiled, looking at the moon on the box, her smile became even wider.
