The justice returned to the stage and began to re-announce the investigation to the public.
Da Zhuang in the crowd saw Lai Gou'er and led Fo Bole to get close to him immediately.
When Lai Gouer saw him arriving, he patted him hard on the shoulder and said excitedly: "Well done! How come there are so many people?"
Da Zhuang laughed softly and said: "You don't know, originally not so many people were willing to come, but when the announcement about the priest came out yesterday, the whole slum exploded! Can they not know what kind of person the priest is? Group sentiment They all came here in anger... The church is also trying to kill itself, so why write it so seriously?"
Lai Gou'er nodded and returned his gaze to Father Solje.
The crowd gathered together, which obviously emboldened people. At this moment, there were still people telling the story of Father Solje, and some people greeted him with concern.
Father Sorje was tied to the execution platform, with tears in his eyes.
He was already determined to die, but now that he saw so many people cheering him on, he had renewed hope of living.
A fire in his chest was beating.
"It's worth it..."
The audience in the audience kept waiting. After waiting for an hour, the justice arrived late with a tightly tied man.
After boarding the execution platform, the justice said with an apologetic look: "Based on the reactions of the believers, the church re-interrogated the investigator, and found that this temporary investigator... was an oversight by the church. However, Solje confronted the Pope in public, disrupted the order of the temple, and made rude remarks, but this is true!"
"He has violated the rules that a believer should abide by, but with so many people interceding for him, it is obvious that he still has merit!"
"So the Pope has personally indicated that the trial will be changed to divine judgment! As long as Sorjie can carry the icon on the square and walk to the city gate, then he will be absolved of guilt!"
"The Pope is tolerant. He makes us believe that no matter how terrible a crime a person commits, he may have the opportunity to change and redeem himself. Now he will release Solje..."
The whole place was in an uproar, and then fell into silence again!
The church has taken a step back and is using divine judgment, so everyone can no longer plead for mercy.
Lai Gouer looked at the icon urgently. The moment he saw the icon, his fists immediately clenched!
What a stupid idea...isn't this driving people to death?
The holy statue is not big, it is covered with mottled green patina, but it weighs a hundred or dozens of pounds, maybe two hundred pounds.
The square is about ten miles away from the city gate.
The uneven weight of the icon combined with such a distance is simply not something a human can do, not to mention that Solje's body has suffered trauma and is probably still in its infancy.
The ropes on Solje's body were removed, and he walked down the execution platform step by step with bare feet and came to the sacred elephant.
He glanced at the crowd around him again, and his chapped lips were slightly raised.
Seeing the people around him remaining quiet with concern in their eyes, he didn't want to die.
He didn't know if the icon could be carried to the city gate, but he didn't want to live up to these people's expectations.
Sorjie turned his back to the holy statue, clasped it firmly with his hands upside down, his face turned red from suppressing it, and finally carried it on his back.
The surrounding audience sweated nervously and cheered when they saw that he successfully carried it.
The crowd of onlookers spontaneously began to form a passage for Father Sorje to walk.
One step, two steps, three steps, Solje staggered, and the people around him couldn't help but hold their breath.
Even the Pope looked down nervously.
After walking more than 20 steps, Solje felt the whiplash on his back was extremely painful under the friction of the holy statue, and slowly stopped.
After resting for a moment, he continued to walk hard.
If we go on like this, let alone ten miles, we won't be able to finish even one mile!
When Lai Gou'er was so anxious, he didn't notice that Da Zhuang had already run beside him with his body bent.
Somewhere in the crowd, Da Zhuang grabbed the person next to him and whispered: "Go, go up and give me a hand!"
That man was from the Brotherhood. When he saw Da Zhuang encouraging him, he said angrily, "Why don't you go? Why should you let me go?"
"Fuck! Do you want to hang out? What's my relationship with your boss? Besides, Father Solje may know me. I'm afraid that our brotherhood will be exposed." Da Zhuang threatened and coaxed, "You go, you go, go back and I'll Ask the president to promote you, and just lend a hand and you will have a staff. In the future, you will be able to manage the fee card without having to do hard work."
"You are the president and brother, aren't you also doing hard work?"
"Compared with me? I just joined the teaching profession, and my time is short. I trained at the grassroots level."
"Really or not?" The brotherhood members were moved, but immediately hesitated, "But that priest is from the church, and we are incompatible with the church. If I go back to Feika and let people know that I went to save a church... "
"But he's a good man!"
"Hiss... I don't dare to go alone. How about you find two more people to go with me?"
"Where can I look for it in this mess? There are only so many establishments. If you want to find it or not, you won't be able to find it if you find someone else. It's up to you to decide!"
After that, Da Zhuang didn't look back and went to find someone else...
...
Before he knew it, he had walked a hundred steps. Father Solje's forehead was covered with sweat and his lips were getting paler.
Staring at the ground beneath my feet, my mind felt dizzy, and the thought of giving up began to arise uncontrollably.
No way...it seems like we can only go so far.
One hundred and twenty-six steps, one hundred and twenty-seven steps...
As he was walking, a rough palm silently held the edge of the icon, followed by a second, and a third...
In a daze, Father Solje felt that the icon on his body seemed to be much lighter.
Has the Holy Father appeared?
As soon as this idea appeared, Solje breathed out of thin air and took three or four steps in succession.
It was then that something felt wrong!
It's lighter! It’s not an illusion, the icon behind it is indeed lighter!
Feeling someone approaching, Solje turned around with difficulty. He staggered at the sight, and tears began to fall down.
Behind him were poor people with dark faces, many of whom were members of the mutual aid association. He had dealt with them before.
At this moment, the group of people were all grinning at him, showing their big yellow teeth.
"Come on, Father, no one said you have to carry it alone!"
Father Sorje couldn't stop crying. When he heard these words, he went too far. He squeezed his eyes hard twice and walked forward resolutely.
The Pope and the Justices were completely stunned!
I never thought there would be such a thing!
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