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Ah!

The tavern exploded with lively shouts.

The men stood up together, furious, confused, and perplexed, spying on her with their eyes. The heroine who broke in among the heroes, and the drinking men were all at once awakened from their excitement. The six drinkers of the deceased immediately surrounded Su Xiang. Li, the sword is tense, but he shrinks, like a hunting wolf, carefully testing and peeping at the flaws.

The rest of the people saw that the situation was not good, some with swords, holding swords, and some withdrawing to the corner. Only then did the sluggish and awkward waitresses screamed, stumbled and hid behind the counter.

The people in the tavern became distinct, confrontation and wait and see, like the beginning of a good show.

Su Xiangli lowered his eyes, pinned the axe back to the belt of his waist, and then gently put his hand on the hilt of the sword protruding from his shoulder.

The man who runs the pub is a sturdy old man, at least two meters three meters away. He opened the curtain from the back door and bent down into the house. He carried a tin jug of shochu in his hand and took a sip while walking. The house was as big as a few men. After Su Xiangli was surrounded, it became a wall of people. The boss probed his hand and called, the crowd was blocked, and he strode inside.

"Who is making trouble in my tavern!" The old man snorted dumbly, but when he saw Su Xiangli, he was also taken aback, "Woman, and also a foreigner, what are you doing?"

"Eating, lodging, can't it?" Su Xiangli put down his sword, but his palm was still itchy.

"No, you should go to the guards to pay the fine now, and also, drag the corpse out. After you have done this, you come again." The boss snorted and said, he pointed to the friends of the deceased, "You all get out. Don't come to my pub in the future."

Chapter 544 The Priest

Su Xiangli had no money to pay the fine. She dragged the body out, and the guards gathered around to ask about the situation.

To kill a person, you must either go to jail for 30 years or pay three gold coins. Su Xiangli said no, that means going to jail, but Su Xiangli said that he wanted to see the lord. The guards laughed and asked the reason. What are you?

Su Xiangli said, I am a saint who cooks, come to the world to bring blessings.

"Are you a priest?"

"Yes, boiled believer."

"Which god is Boiled? The god we believe in is Mithra. If your god is a child of Mithra, then please go to the lord’s chapel and ask the monk on the tray to issue a certificate so that you can face punishment. ."

"Is the priest impunity for murder?"

The guard showed a sincere expression, "Death is doomed. The Mithra Ship will take the innocent dead to heaven, priest, please pray for the dead."

"Cooking doesn't care." Su Xiangli smiled coldly, pointed his finger at the dead, and the body turned into light, pouring into her body.

In this twilight day, the light of the corpse is like a beacon, and many people are attracted by it. Seeing such a scene, it is completely incomprehensible, and it brings a sense of mystery. It was a priest, and the guards looked at each other in surprise.

"Is the boil you believe in is the child of Mithra?"

Su Xiangli's face was quiet, "No, Zhu is the only god in the world, everything else is a false god, Mithra is just a delusion of your foolish people."

"The Blasphemer! Heretics!"

"No, I want to ask, can I join your sect?"

Su Xiangli: "Of course you can."

"Captain what are you talking about! She is a heretic! We have to catch her and burn her!"

The captain turned a deaf ear, "May I ask what the initiation ceremony is like? I can take you to the lord and let him see the miracle of cooking, so that you can preach in Boyue Town."

Su Xiangli: "You just need to be taught."

Captain of the guard: "I want to be taught."

The rest of the guards: "Captain, are you confused by the witch? Captain, stop!"

Su Xiangli nodded: "Okay, you are an official believer. Take me to the Pastor Mithra here. Except for the Fei Mian Sect, there is no need for any religion to stay."

The captain of the guard looked at his team members with fanatical eyes, "Come, join us, give up the so-called Mithra, cooking is the miracle."

"Captain, do you really think about it? The heretics are going to be on the stake."

"of course."

"Then the reason?"

"Go to my mother's grave and ask for the reason." After the captain finished speaking, he respectfully guided Su Xiangli, and passers-by waited for them to walk away, and then ran to the guard curiously.

"What happened? It was so bright just now."

The guards looked dry and gloomy, "If something happens, all go home, don't go out."

"It's not December, why is there a curfew so early this year?"

"It's not a curfew, it's an accident. Go to the fields and call the woman at home back."

The sky of Boyue was slowly covered by night, and the houses of the farmers plunged into complete darkness, and the warm orange glow of lamps and lanterns appeared in the lord's castle mansion.

Su Xiangli was led by the captain of the guard, and went unimpeded all the way through the fence to enter the lord’s mansion. This so-called castle seemed to her to be broken and broken. The ground was covered with gravel and walked up the hill. She noticed When there was a triangular roof house built with white limestone like a public toilet, the captain of the guard pointed to it and said, this is the Mithra Temple.

"Go to Boyue? Jinsui first." Su Xiangli thought, recalling his game strategy. It would be very labor-saving to spread the faith from the aristocratic class. "Let him know that all gods are false, only the supreme cook."

The captain of the guard smiled, "Master Bishop, please be sure to expose the ugly face of the heretics in front of everyone."

Su Xiangli asked him, "Do you hate the priest named Pallet so much?"

"Yes, he couldn't help my mother. He clearly could cure my mother. He accepted my consultation fee and deceived my mother's chastity. How dare such a nasty person claim to be A believer of Mithra! I have vowed to abandon Mithra from that day..."

Su Xiangli interrupted him, "I am not interested in your life, and I don't even care about it. I want to form a guardian army. Would you like to join?"

"Can you kill the tray priest yourself by joining?"

"can."

"Then I will join." The captain is a man of temperament.

The Baron Lord of Durley County is enjoying his own dinner. Tennessee Boyue Jinsui grew up in the imperial capital of Toting. There are continuous brick houses with ochre red roofs, and the outside of the royal palace is off-white. There are many flower shops on both sides of the high walls and wide central street. In summer, when the wind blows across the street, the comfortable and complex fragrance will blow all the way into the house of Earl Jinsui.

Once there is a comparison, Boyue is very disgusted with the food in the remote areas, so before taking office, he also brought a team of chefs. Every month he brought his favorite hot wine from the Imperial Caravan. A bottle is a bottle. Tuotin gold coin, a gold coin made in 244 by Julian, is enough for a pariah in his collar to live a full year.

No way, in this small place on the fringe of the empire, the cheap ones are very cheap, and the expensive ones are even more expensive. It is precisely because every dinner is extremely precious. Tennessee Boyue Jinsui doesn’t like to be disturbed. He wants to be with his own The beloved wife, two sons and three daughters slowly enjoy the food together.

The appetizer is a sour soup with refreshing chopped chicory root, which makes people appetite.

Boyue also picked up a cheap bottle of table wine, white wine from the north, scraped some butter on the crispy white bread slices, added a little caviar, and a slice of frozen pork fat. The rich taste and taste made his nerves. It's overwhelming, and a sip of white wine is perfect.

The main dishes are coming up one after another. The protagonist is a fried veal steak, which is dry-aged. Even if the quality of the beef is not good, it still brings a soft chewy feeling. Eat beef with a gold coin wine. Complementing each other, Boyue was about to take a closer look when the door of the side hall was pushed open by the captain of the guard.

The butler was pulling the captain's sleeve, but the old man obviously couldn't stop him.

The baroness stood up in a panic, "Captain Don King! What are you doing! Get out."

The captain of the guard glanced at the baroness with a melancholy gaze, and then he strode forward, let go of the butler's restraints, bypassed several princes and ladies, and knelt on one knee beside Boyue, "Baron, there is a priest who cooks. I want to see you."