"I know that my Redeemer is alive, and he is the living Lord."

“When I was lost in the deep valley, he led me on the right path.”

......

In a small church somewhere in the community No. 13, Father Ryan was reciting the words and sentences in the classics, holding a thread of incense, and lit the candles on the three-layer iron rack placed in front of him one by one.

On the row of benches behind him were sitting a few simple-dressed children, with small flashlights for lighting placed beside him. Because of boredom, he was shaking his legs, and some yellow sneakers rubbed against the bricks underneath. Perhaps because he stepped on a puddle outside, he left several dark marks on the floor.

"Father Ryan, we're hungry. You said you invited us to a big meal last month."

The little boy, who is already three years old in elementary school, is the "leader" of these children. They came here today because the priest in front of them told their parents that today is the day given by God, and they prepared a big meal to invite them.

Although this is Community No. 13, their parents are just workers nearby, and the opportunity to have a big meal is not common, so they happily agreed.

"It'll be fine soon. When I light all these candles, the cake in the oven will look like a window. Can't you smell the fragrance in the air?"

The nails of the thumb were unconsciously scratched the incense ash wrapped in the incense, so that a layer of light red was filled with the cracks of the nails. The little finger turned around and streaked through the gaps. The incense ash fell outwards. Before it had fallen to the ground, it turned into a layer of light white mist, mixed with the smoke rising from the candle in front of you when it burned.

"I seem to smell it. It smells so good. It's the fragrance of honey cream cake. I ate it on my birthday and haven't forgotten it yet."

The little girl with two ponytails jumped off the bench, her face full of expectations, and after a while, she seemed to have discovered something, ran forward to the podium in the church, looked up at the front,

"Shinnosuke, come and see, this cross is so beautiful, Father Ryan, is this made of silver?"

"What are you thinking? It's just silver plated. I heard from my parents that I can't sell it for much money..."

Children don’t care whether their words are appropriate. What adults say is just subconsciously imitating them.

Suddenly turning around, Father Ryan's eyes fell on the group of children gradually surrounding the cross, and his fingertips broke the incense, and inexplicable emotions were piled up in the deep concave sockets.

"Faith is priceless, it is impolite to talk about other people's beliefs in this way. You are just children. You cannot be misled by these thoughts. It will cause you to lose a bright future...it will be an extremely regrettable thing."

Lighting the last candle, Father Ryan slowly walked to the children and said softly,

"The cake should be ready. I'll bring it to you. The rest will have to wait for your parents to come."

“Okay~”

Several children responded in unison.

Turning into the inner kitchen of the church, Ryan moved calmly in the darkness, crossed the oven that had not been plugged in, and came to the innermost cabinet.

"This dirty world should not be the place where you live. Instead of sinking, it is better for me to lead you to a new world!"

Open the cabinet door and take out the things inside, put them on the plate, and after being arranged neatly, turned around without hesitation to return to the prayer hall, and shouted again while walking,

"Children, the cake is baked, one for each person, no one is allowed to steal other people's belongings. What are you doing?"

As his steps stopped, Ryan looked at the scene ahead in surprise, with only a little remaining warmth left on the honey cream cake on the dish in his hand.

The children who should have surrounded the young people at the door are now surrounded by the young people.

"You are Father Ryan?"

The young man obviously noticed him, raised his hand and waved his face, looking a little hesitant.

"I was introduced by someone, but in fact... I want to confess some things to you."

"Sorry, sir, today is God's day. I am preparing dinner for these children and their parents. If you really don't have time, you may understand that you will come here again. At 8 o'clock in the morning, I will leave you free time."

Ryan noticed the things in the young man's hands, some jerky and snacks. Before the man could answer, he saw him lower his head and say something to the children, making them run out of the church cheerfully.

"Hey, Shinnosuke, Kaorama, you can't..."

"Don't worry, I just gave them some coupons from the supermarket next to them, and used this as a condition to fight for half an hour."

The young man interrupted the priest and took a few steps forward, rubbed his hands, first looking around, it was a small church, and the walls on both sides were only five meters away from him, but he still looked a little nervous, and he always kept his eyes in the shadows in the corner, and when he walked to Ryan, he lowered his voice and said,

"Please forgive me for being selfish, but I really need your help. I encountered something that science cannot explain... I have seen a psychologist, but the damn medicines they prescribed have no effect at all. I think it may be because of something else... There is only your church near my house, and I really don't know who else can you find besides you."

"I think a psychologist is a good choice. It is probably because you haven't taken the medicine enough, so the effect is not obvious."

Ryan didn't want to waste time with this young man by putting the plate on the table next to him.

"No, I'm not a psychological problem at all. I can see ghosts... When I sleep, work, or even bathe, I can see them walking around in front of me... either entity or some phantoms. No one believes in me. I think you believe in God, and you must know what's going on?"

"ghost?"

Ryan, who wanted to let someone leave, began to look at the man in front of him, and he clearly felt nothing.

"Yes, ghost!"

The young man sat on the bench next to him, covered his face with his hands and responded in a muffled voice,

"I don't know why... no one can see it, but I can see it. If this continues, I will definitely be regarded as crazy by those people!"

"Sir, can you describe it in detail? I am willing to trust you and help you, but only if I have to know the detailed situation."

Standing in the aisle, Ryan asked staring at the young man.

"Sometimes I find that I feel like I am in a dream, and the world is different, and it becomes very beautiful... No, occasionally there are times when it is scary. I can't tell whether I am in a dream or in reality. At first I could tell, but recently I stayed in another world for a longer time, and I began to feel that it was real, as if I should belong to that world."

The young man's words were a little confused, but Ryan still heard something he wanted to know from it.

This is the first time he has met a self-awakened person, which is really weird.

"Father Ryan, there is something very important. Just yesterday, yes, it was late at night, I was in a dream... Sorry, I don't know if it was a dream or something else. I saw something stranger than a ghost. Just inside the central empty floor of Qianfan City, I saw a black cocoon. I was not sure what it was, but I could feel that something was fostering... Do you think this would be some kind of omen?"

The young man said to himself, suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Father Ryan, his eyes full of expectations.

At this time, Ryan was stunned in place, his expression changed, and his eyes looked at the young man were also surprised and suspicious.

The scene described by the latter is not something that the servants of God or believers can see, let alone the person in front of him is not even considered the first two identities, but just an infected ordinary person.

The nonsense of mentally ill people?

It is impossible, just fabricating can make you so close to the reality, the probability is so small that it is negligible!

Could it be that he really received the will of a great existence in the dark?

To be on the safe side, he decided to do a test.

So he turned around to pick up the cake on the table.

"Sir, you have to understand that what others say is not necessarily right, and what you see is not necessarily all hallucinations."

Handing the cake to the young man, Ryan continued,

"If you don't dislike it, this is my homemade honey cream cake, and the sugar can help you stabilize your mood."

"Uh...I don't need it, I really don't have appetite now."

The young man looked at the cake in the dining plate and pushed it away.

“Hunger only exacerbates your current strange state, which in turn affects your mind, and you have to make changes if you want to recover.”

"I don't think it's necessary. I'm really not hungry. I've eaten it when I came!"

"Eat it!"

He pressed the young man's shoulder with his left hand, secretly increased his strength, and took a piece of cake from the dish with his right hand.

Ryan doesn't want to continue wasting time on such things, he must confirm as soon as possible what the person is in.

Bang!

The muffled sound of objects colliding.

A figure flew backwards and crashed into the table, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"I said I'm not hungry, wouldn't it be better to continue honestly?"

The young man frowned, picked up the honey cake landed on the bench, put it under his nose and sniffed it. There was no scent of honey cream at all, but another weird smell.

There is no doubt that this is Zhujue who came to search for his target.

Since Suzi failed to completely lock the target, Zhu Jue could only test it one by one. Before coming to this church, he had already tested two people, and this church was the last coordinate point.

Even so, Zhu Jue still did not choose to do it directly. After all, he was only in the church and could not guarantee that the other party was the priest here.

What I said just now was a temporary idea, and wanted to take advantage of Father Ryan's surprise to get some information as much as possible. Who would have thought of this guy trying to force him to feed him a cake like a pervert?

Although his physical fitness is different from that of ordinary people, Zhu Jue still does not intend to try this kind of obviously added stuff, so he has to choose to expose his identity.
Chapter completed!