Lu Lin continued: "but I just graduated from college. It doesn't matter. How can I enter the post?"

Lu Chen could see that her sister was still a little disappointed. She should have learned a lot of doctrines in the seminary and looked forward to being a priest, but she finally gave up the hope of further study for her livelihood and her brother.

If there were no changes at home, Lu Lin should be able to enter the special college, because in the memory of the original owner, Lu Lin was in the same grade in the okaran public Theological Seminary, and her grades have always been in the top ten.

Without the way of entering a higher school, her major was more embarrassing. The church didn't want it. Those doctrinal knowledge was useless for work. Coupled with no work experience, she only found clerical work in the end.

In fact, Lu Lin's intelligence and ability are enough to find a better job or get a promotion and raise salary.

However, many people know that she has a crazy brother. The leaders think that the girl may have an accident that day, and she is confused and unstable every day. They always put her at the grass-roots level for six years.

Lu Lin can't say she's dissatisfied, because the economy has been sluggish and many people have lost their jobs. Her current salary is not high, but she can also support her sister and brother to live. She can't take risks.

The adventurous life has lost its enterprising spirit.

"Is my sister eager to be a priest and listen to God's teachings?"

Lu Chen asked.

Lu Lin sat on the bed and stretched. Her figure without fat was highlighted under the white shirt. "In fact, she can study Scriptures every day. Secondly, I just think the treatment of clergy is very generous."

Lu Chen looked at each other with a sly smile on his face. He was surprised. He thought that his sister was a very mindless and loyal believer. Unexpectedly, he finally fell on the money.

"How much can an ordinary nun have?"

Lu Chen asked curiously.

"Well..."

As Lu Lin chatted, she gradually forgot all kinds of unhappiness, leaned back on the bed, held her cheek in one hand and thought slightly, "I remember that two years ago, the official nun, that is, the lowest clergy, received a subsidy of three pounds and six shillings a week."

The clergy of the church are not strictly regarded as working, so their salaries are regarded as "subsidies"

Talking about the morning support church, the big girl seemed to have some excitement in her tone, "not only that, in the local parish, the church will also allocate houses for clergy. They are apartment style, very spacious, and can stay with family and friends."

The clergy in this world can get married, and nuns don't keep festivals all their lives. Otherwise, there won't be so many nobles willing to become a clergy.

After listening to each other's words, Lu Chen simply understood that it was just to allocate housing, earn a high salary, drink tea and study every day. Who doesn't love this job!?

No wonder so many people go to theology, and middle-class families clench their teeth and send their children to study, just to get them admitted to a special Seminary and become a clergy.

It's like an iron rice bowl. You'll have no worries for the rest of your life.

"What about the higher level?"

Lu Chen began to be interested. Perhaps Chen's support for the church would be a good source of income.

"I only know that the official priest can assign all private villas and hold them for life, but if the children have no clergy, they should be returned to the church after their death. In addition, the weekly subsidy is 12 pounds and 7 shillings."

Lu Lin explained that she didn't know the income and treatment level of the upper class.

She studied theology, but the teacher in the college was only a priest.

Incidentally, if a priest gives lectures in the college, he can get an extra salary. The salary belongs to the salary and the subsidy belongs to the subsidy.

Strictly speaking, as long as the clergy are not absent from mass every Saturday and go to the church to pray every morning, they are free at other times and have no rigid requirements for work.

If you accept some jobs arranged by the church, it will provide you with additional salary, which will be included in the basic subsidy.

After chatting for a while, Lu Chen probably understood the influence of ChenYong church and the welfare treatment of clergy, and denounced the church as a gang of vampires.

The clergy did almost nothing, and they were able to wave with the money of the tax payers of the Sistine Empire, and they were still in a high and low position in society.

Anyway, Lu Chen doesn't believe it. The clergy in the church have any extraordinary abilities. It is estimated that most of them are the borers of the nobility.

"Sister, what does the night watchman do?"

He tried to ask.

Lu Lin looked a little serious. "I don't know. Although almost everyone in the Sistine Empire knows the existence of the night watchman, which is a special action organization of the church, few people in the public know the meaning of their existence. In textbooks, they are only mentioned as guardians in the shadow of the Holy See."

She recalled and said, "there is a sentence to describe them. After a long night and embracing the brilliance of dawn."

Lu Chen is thoughtful. He is the night watchman of the church.

From this phrase, combined with the fragmented memory of the original owner, Lu Chen can be sure that the night watchman must be an extraordinary organization in the church.

"Chenchen, do you think of anything?"

Lu Lin looked at Lu Chen with a dignified look, and there was deep concern in her beautiful eyes.

It was the night watchmen of ChenYong church who sent Lu Chen back. Those people were dressed in black priest clothes and looked solemn like soldiers without explaining anything to themselves.

Over the years, Lu Lin has always wondered whether the catastrophe that the media never dared to report was a simple "fire"

If it was a fire, why did the church deal with it? In the end, only one person survived, and was completely crazy and sent back by the night watchman?

"Just remember those people and be curious."

Lu Chen shook his head and said that the original owner's memory of the disaster only had time and place, and he didn't know anything else.

However, from the implication of the "selection interface" in space, the disaster must not be simple, and the impact on the original owner must be of far-reaching significance.

Lu Chen couldn't help browsing the memory of the last paragraph of the original owner's life. Obviously, this identity is not so simple.

You know, the final comprehensive evaluation demand of choosing this identity is higher than that of the princess!

The original "Lu Chen" must be very special. Some of his characteristics are likely to be important to several people in the world.

But it is a pity that "Lu Chen" died young.

He looked through his memory again and wanted to see why "Lu Chen" went to the abandoned building.

"Lu Chen" should be a "visionary" and can hear the whispers of ancient gods, and he can always hear them. If he is a man of strong mind and high enough spiritual attributes, he is likely to become a pioneer in exploring the truth of the world. He is an important talent for both the Sistine Empire and the church.

Lu Chen feels that if the original owner is not really crazy, it's just because at first, as an ordinary person, his spiritual strength is not so high and can't bear the spiritual pollution of those whispers, but he has always insisted that in this process, his spiritual strength is rising every day, which is actually a kind of sharpening.

Maybe 10 years, maybe 20 years, if he hasn't completely collapsed, he will survive, become a man who can communicate with people normally, and have insight into the truth of the world.

It's a pity that he died.

Lu Chen looked through his memory and pieced together those fragmented and chaotic details. It was like playing a jigsaw puzzle and finally restored the truth three days ago.

He pieced the poor man's intermittent thoughts together, with only one sentence, "I can't drag my sister any more. It's time to end."

"Lu Chen" committed suicide. That night, he finally despair.

The whispers of the ancient god failed to defeat the determined boy. From the "crazy words" he said to his sister when he woke up at night, he felt the danger approaching, or he was frightened, but in the end he still said "run!"

He has been struggling, insisting, and struggling with the existence that others can't see or hear.

The fragmented and chaotic memory was reassembled by Lu Chen. After the teenager opened his eyes in the middle of the night, he saw a pair of hands pinching his neck. The eyes that can be seen only from his angle were crying, filled with sadness and despair, and constantly increased the strength of his hands.

When a person is in a lonely world, struggling unknown to others and suffering unimaginable suffering every day, he has already exercised his strong heart.

It often takes only a moment to defeat such a person.

He was abandoned by his only and favorite relative.

So he followed the whispering guide, put on his cheapest coarse linen clothes in the morning, and walked out of the house barefoot.

It was a sunny morning, with warm golden radiance on people. No one noticed that such an insignificant boy walked through the streets, but he walked with his head held high and even a smile on his face.

He thought to himself, this is good. My sister should have her own happiness, and this endless torture should be over.

Walking through the streets, I entered the long abandoned building in a remote place.

But he was still afraid. In the end, the real strangeness was approaching, which made the clear memory still stay in the ten-year-old boy's fear to death.

He wept bitterly and mutilated himself in the dirty bathroom in order to regain consciousness, leaving blood fingerprints and writing down the words that others looked seeping.

Lu Chen gradually spliced the memory fragments in the menu, which required patience. He didn't do it before, but now he wants to finish it.

At the last moment of memory, the boy stopped crying, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said to himself in the narrow, dirty and smelly bathroom, "I'm sorry, sister."

Lanis appeared and the memory stopped.

"Morning... Morning..."

Lu Lin's voice kept ringing, bringing Lu Chen's consciousness back to reality. Her face was anxious for fear that her brother would change back.

Lu Chen has a complex emotion in her eyes. She looks at Lu Lin and the look in her sister's eyes.

If you know the truth, you may want the person in front of you to become that madman again.

Lu Chen has nothing to comment on Lu Lin's behavior three days ago. He can only say that the girl has done well enough.

After that, her crazy search for her brother also proved her regret. How can a moment of collapse offset the grace of ten years of upbringing?

He understood the meaning of "sorry" whispered by Lu Lin last night. Both sister and brother wanted to say sorry to each other.

But no one can reach it.

"Are you going out for a walk?"

Lu Chen said.

Lu Lin was relieved when she saw Lu Chen's recovery and normal speech.

I wanted to refuse and said I would go to work in the afternoon, but after thinking about it, my brother has just recovered and needs company and communication. Just let the work go to hell.

Seeing Lu Chen get up and open the door, Lu Lin said again, "wait."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Lin blushed. "I haven't washed yet."

Lu Chen smiled, "I'm waiting for my sister at the door."

He walked out of the corridor on the first floor, came outside the building and waited quietly.

About fifteen minutes later, Lu Lin changed into a clean and tidy coarse cloth skirt and came to Lu Chen.

She wanted to show the way, but somehow she couldn't speak in this atmosphere.

In the afternoon, the warm sunshine sprinkled on the "sisters and brothers". Scattered figures passed through the streets, and the cry of the distant market in the upper urban area came faintly.

The cold wind blew through the ends of their hair, and there was a faint mist rising between Lu Chen's openings, "sister, I'm sorry."

Lu Lin was confused for a moment and was silent for two seconds. "... I'm the one. I'm sorry."

In this warm and bright sunshine, there seems to be a soul gone with the wind.

........

The grand Holy See of okaran, the capital of Noah province.

It is just a room with classical and gorgeous decoration. On the left side of the room are numerous bookcases, and on the right side are red wine from various properties. At the end of the room, near the window, there is a long Nilan wooden desk. An old man in a gray robe is writing documents with a quill pen.

Dong Dong Dong——

The knock on the door sounded, and the old man stopped, "please come in."

A middle-aged priest with strong physique, gray hair and square face walked in carrying a secret silver suitcase, the shell of which was hot stamped with dark thorny patterns.

"Archbishop, there are several old documents to be burned, but there are still several events that are not handled very cleanly. You need to have a look and see if they are directly sent to the incinerator."

The middle-aged priest said after saluting.

"Files in which region?"

The old man put down his quill pen. He is the Archbishop of Noah province and has always been strict in his work.

"High risk areas."

The middle-aged priest replied.

"To burn the documents in that area? Why didn't I get the application before?"

The old man frowned.

"It was the instructions sent by Cardinal kular yesterday. You went to the governor's dinner yesterday."

The middle-aged priest respectfully put his suitcase on his desk.

The old man was silent. He took off the cross in front of his chest and put it in the groove at the top of the suitcase. With a click, the suitcase opened.

The box is not small, but there are only two documents in it. The old man carefully took out the leather gloves from the drawer, put them on, took out the top one, and opened it to see the title record above.

Holy disaster on the outskirts of okaran

He was so frightened that he wanted to burn this document?

Cardinal kular, what exactly does that mean?