"There are two fishermen among the new converts."
The two fire bearers and the newly born Black Feather Guard were obviously shocked by the news, and the three of them looked at each other in shock.
"Who is it?" Mr. Hawkman frowned on his round glasses. Recently, he has introduced the most new people through him, and he is worried that he has made a mistake.
Mr. Shawshank said: "The goddess' secret meaning is profound. With her insight into the world, she clearly knew who the two fishermen were, but she did not directly tell me their names..."
"The goddess means..." Henry Hart's eyes turned slightly, "She wants us to catch these two big mice ourselves."
Shawshank Rogers nodded: "Gentlemen, the initiation ceremony for this new generation will be in two days. If I guess correctly, these two mice were unable to obtain the classics in the hands of loyal believers, so they made a plan Yes, get your own "Night Wind Poem" through the initiation ceremony, and then use this as evidence to accuse us...
"That is to say, that lady's test is before us - for those devout believers, we still have to have a huge initiation ceremony and distribute a new "Night Wind Poem". But on the other hand, you must Find a way to ensure that this tome will not fall into the hands of those two people...
"What should we do? I'm afraid you need to think of a solution."
After saying this, Mr. Rogers crossed his hands, leaned back on the chair, and began to listen quietly to the discussion between the Fire Bearer and the Black Feather Guard...
Two days passed. The Walters Shoe Factory is very quiet after dark. What outsiders don't know is that in the factory building located in the center of the shoe factory, although there are work tables and machines and other things, as long as the positions of these things are slightly adjusted and the women's After placing the statues of gods, it became a solemn chapel.
Fifty-four people attended this initiation ceremony, nearly half of whom were newcomers. They stood in the middle of the crowd, under the light of the kerosene lamp, with unconcealable anticipation and excitement in their eyes...
Mr. Rogers no longer conducts initiation ceremonies of this level. He just stands in the audience and watches from a distance. After Henry Hart gave a brief speech, he led the crowd in chanting.
After the fixed confession, Henry said: "Before you officially join the religion, you must talk here as you do at midnight every day. After talking, the door of the goddess will be open to you." This is different from the usual initiation ceremony. There are some slight differences. Usually, "A Long Poem in the Night Wind" is presented after the collective recitation, and individual speaking is a newly added link.
So, each of the newlyweds performed a self-supporting ceremony and began to talk in a low voice...
Meanwhile, Kabul Loli, who had been standing behind the machine, closed his eyes. Tonight, he put on his black Jack-level mask - Three Nighthawks, wore the black uniform awarded to him by Mr. Rogers, and wore the badge representing the Black Feather Guard on his chest. trifles
The Three-Voice Nighthawk is a mask with extremely keen perception. He can easily identify various sounds in the night environment. Kabul closed his eyes, his spiritual essence filled the air, and he subtly scanned the mouths that were opening and closing in a low voice...
Most people's lip language is clear and firm, and they are almost repeating their daily routine.
Then, as expected, he heard some kind of discordant voice: it seemed to be talking, but in fact it was just vaguely mumbling some meaningless words.
That means there are no people who sincerely pray on such occasions.
Anglers understand one thing: even minor gods possess some divine power that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Therefore, they usually dare not really confide in that lady because of their evil intentions. Feeling guilty because of disrespect.
And at this important religious initiation ceremony, only those who do not truly believe in Night Breeze will whisper and fool the crowd...
They think they can get away with it by lowering their heads, closing their eyes, frowning, and moving their lips. Maybe I am still feeling complacent about getting the "Long Poetry". What they don't know is...
After the talk ended, the trustworthy people raised their heads one after another. The chapel was extremely quiet, and I could hear the sound of a few people walking quickly. People looked in the direction of the footsteps in unison.
An explorer in black walked out of there, with a black feather badge on his chest reflecting the light.
Not only that, but behind him were four strong men, also in black uniforms. The difference is that they don't wear masks, and they don't have that cold badge on their chests.
No need to explain, everyone knows that these people exist to defend the sincerity and purity of their faith. They walked into the crowd and picked out two people directly.
Chandler, a regular at the tavern, and Nick, the shoe shiner.
Mr. Hopman, standing in the crowd, frowned and his throat moved: these two people had joined through his preaching.
"You...what are you doing!?" Although he was a little afraid of the explorer, Chandler still pretended to be surprised. trifles
"What are you doing?" Three Nighthawks' voice was very cold, "I want to ask you, what is the purpose of coming here tonight?"
"Of course it's to join the church!" Chandler yelled loudly, and Nick's face turned pale and he didn't dare to say anything. Then, the larger man tried to break free from the clutches of the two men in black. He reluctantly made a gesture of self-respect and shouted loudly: "This is how you treat new converts?! The ladies are listening! You are here!" How can you be treated like this..."
"Shut up, Chandler!" Mr. Hopman came out and pointed directly at the struggling man: "You and Nick, you two are from Pink Detective Agency!" Mr. Hopman had already He understood everything - before, guys from Pink Detective Agency were following and harassing him, and not long after, Chandler and Nick appeared in front of him...
I only blame myself for being so eager to preach that I was deceived by these two people.
Chandler swallowed quietly and quickly denied: "Pink Detective Agency, I don't know what you are talking about!"
"That lady's torch will burn all those with evil intentions!" The elegant Hopman looked like he was about to kill someone at this moment. "You deceitful person! Dare to put your hand on "The Long Poem" and swear an oath. ?!"
"Why don't you dare!" Chandler still yelled, but his tone had dropped. The two men in black let go of their hands. He straightened his collar and walked towards Hopman, who was holding a book of "Long Poems"...
His throat moved again. He knew Ms. Hershey's magical power, otherwise, he and Nick would not have been found out so easily tonight. If he really put his hand on that black book and swore an oath... He glanced at the torch held high by the lady behind Hopman...
If you really put your hand on it and swear, you will definitely be burned to ashes.
In order to survive, Chandler suddenly jumped up and pushed through the crowd like a crazy bear trying to escape!
Black Feather Guard sneered, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, flapped his black wings behind him, and slid silently to Chandler's side. With a light wave of his arm, a black feather accurately nailed the escaper's ankle. Chandler rolled to the ground, covering his foot and screaming in pain...
Three-Sound Nighthawk stood in front of Chandler, tilting his head to look at the painful fisherman, as if looking at a rat he had caught.
Because the buffs given by the goddess are very consistent, with the same three-tone Nighthawk mask, Cabulo Lori is stronger than other people with the same mask.
And what burns in the heart of this Black Feather Guard is a firm, immortal silver flame. trifles
