The Dean Has Arrived

The weather has become hotter recently, and many people in Brunei have changed into short shirts, and those senior priests have already put on silk priests' gowns.

Naiya still wears winter long clothes and a big beret on her head.

She hid in the corner of the alley, Liáo opened her bangs wet with sweat on her face, sneaked out her head, and looked towards the busy street.

"The tithe collected this time is a bit low."

Although they were wearing priests' long clothes, how do they look like two young men who looked like Liu Máng while weighing the money bags in their hands, while no one else said: "If this is the case, it's not easy for my brothers to grab them."

"It is said that a fertile field outside the city that is about to be harvested suddenly collapsed and turned into a sinkhole, so the tax collected will be so small." The slightly fatter one shook the fat on his face dissatisfiedly and removed himself from it. The news heard from other people was told to his companions.

"There is no way, go to those guys in the slum area to scrape some copper out. Although there is not much oil and water, it is better than nothing."

The thin and tall man smacked his lips uncomfortably, and stuffed the not full money bag into his clothes.

"I heard that Bishop Greini is already investigating those who impose exorbitant taxes on those untouchables, I think it's better to stop..."

The slightly fat man hesitated: "After all, the church stipulated that those untouchables who are poor to a certain degree do not need to pay taxes."

"Bah, what are you afraid of, those muddy grass roots (Brunei's swear word, describing people from low birth), is there still that courage to report me how much Uncle Lena is?" The thin tall man sipped disdainfully: "You don't If you go, I will go alone, but you don’t want the money!"

"Who can't say it!" The fat man shook the fat, and hummed like a pig: "I just kindly remind you!"

The Salary of the Necessary Evil Church is not much. Although it is enough for ordinary people's lives, it is not enough for them who enter the Necessary Evil Church through relationships and profligate, so they have to think of ways to make money.

Just as the two of them were about to march towards the ghetto,A thin and dirty figure suddenly bumped Gao Thin and fell to the ground.

"Boy, don't you walk with eyes long!"

The tall and thin one saw that the silk coat on his body was stained with a lot of soil, and he kicked the figure fiercely for a few feet, but the figure did not dare to resist, and fell to the ground without much sound.

"It's really unlucky."

Spitting at the dirty kid, the tall and thin man and the gloating fat man moved on.

He didn't take a few steps, but as if suddenly thinking of something, he moved his arms into his arms, his face changed, and he suddenly turned to look at it. However, the figure that had fallen on the ground had long since disappeared: "Damn mud and grass roots. He stole my money!"

Gritting his teeth, he immediately chased him with the fat man.

Although the opponent's movements are more flexible, after all, they are small and have short legs. Although tall and thin people and fat people seem to be indifferent, they are actually good as poppi rogues, so it didn't take long for them to take that The little man was blocked.

"Smelly brat dare to steal things from my uncle! Looking for death!"

The tall and thin man yelled, kicking towards the short figure with a hideous expression on his face.

At this moment, the short man suddenly took out a silver pocket watch with extremely exquisite workmanship from his arms, and pressed the button on the pocket watch with a very quick motion.

So the world stopped.

Except for the short man...or Naiya, the whole world, including the tall and thin man who was still in mid-air making a kicking movement, stopped and lost their color. The city of Brunei, which was originally vibrant, Zi became a world dominated by black, white and gray.

Naiya straightened the beret on her head that was too big, covering nearly half of her head, and then ran to the tall and thin one. He pushed and pulled while hanging in the air, just getting in front of the fat man. As long as this kicking action continues, it is estimated that the fat man will be kicked far away.

After doing all this, the girl smiled and sneaked into the alley next to her.

Stagnation time.This is the effect of the soul that she holds.

It's just that this incomparably powerful ability also has many flaws, of which the most unacceptable thing for her is the time when time is stagnant.

At first, time stagnated for only about one minute, which made her feel very convenient, and many things that had to risk her life were suddenly very simple.

This must be a gift from the gods.

The girl at the time thought so.

However, as the number of uses increases, the time of stagnation becomes longer and longer-at first glance this may seem like a good thing, but it is not the case.

In a world where everything is still in a static state, staying alone for a long time is probably the best way to experience loneliness.

No one can talk, food and water will become extremely hard, even opening a door takes a lot of effort.

So later, the girl doesn't want to use this soul tool.

Passing through the familiar alley, walking through the porch, and desperately pushing open the old wooden door that could not be blocked by the wind, but at the moment it was as heavy as a stone gate, the expression on the girl's face suddenly softened.

In the dilapidated thatched house, several children who were as dirty as her, and many younger than her were doing what they could do.

Put the money bag in his arms on the table, and the originally soft money bag suddenly became as hard as a stone.

Randomly found a haystack and sat down, the girl put her cheeks in her hands, and looked at the orphans she had adopted with soft eyes.

"Last time there was a one-year suspension... this time it will take at least one and a half years..."

Although I won't be hungry, how can I resolve this boring feeling?

That's why I don't want to use this thing...

The girl sighed, holding her cheek, the expression on her face was gradually replaced by blankness.

The more she uses the soul equipment, the more she finds that she can't do without this treasure. In fact, after discovering that people from the Church of Necessary Evil seemed to be searching for her, the feeling of anxiety in the girl's heart became more serious.

She is just an ordinary little thief.

In the face of the behemoth of the Church of Necessity, the only way to protect itself is to chew the clock.

The more I don’t want to use it, the more I have to use it.

Maybe one or two years of this loneliness can pass by oneself, but what will happen if this continues?

One hundred years, two hundred years...Can you guarantee that your thoughts will not be swallowed up by time and loneliness at that time?

This must be the devil's bait.

It's a pity that now that I understand this, it seems to be too late.

Just when the girl felt sorry for herself, a sudden voice scared her to death.

"Although I just guessed it casually... But it really is the clock of time..." rs!.(To be continued)