Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 239 Liu Yonglu explains the doctrine, and suddenly I understand
Jacob stood at the stairs and did not come out. He turned his head to peek at the people talking. He was not as naive as the little genius brother and sister. He would not think that Dou Nival killed a priest of the Wisdom God and treated him as his own.

In his speculation, there are two completely different possibilities for this person's motives. Either he is a fanatical believer of the Saint's sect, and in order to defend the authority of the Saint, he actually fought and killed a high-ranking priest of the Gear Church.

Or... this person has evil intentions and sincerely wants to provoke a fight between the Holy Maiden Sect and the Gear Church. His ambitions are not small. He may very well be an ambitious person hiding in the shadows. No, perhaps he is just the tip of the iceberg of the forces behind him, and the forces hidden underneath are very ambitious.

Jacob nodded secretly, thankful that he had discovered this secret by accident. He touched the five-finger dagger hidden behind his back. It seemed that he had something to do today.

If Dou Nival belongs to the former, then it would be best to win him over, which would also be a great help to the Holy See. If it is the latter... hehe, then the contribution he made today is no less than the assassination of Nicholas.

Thinking of this, he deliberately took two steps back, pretending to come down by chance. Seeing that Liu Yonglu and the others had not put away their knives and forks, he also shouted:
"Boss, I'm hungry too, can you give me some midnight snack?"

"You are all decent gentlemen. Eating so late would make you look like the rough drunks in the bar. You'd better go to bed quickly. At most, I can pour you a glass of sweet wine mixed with hot milk, and I guarantee you will sleep until dawn.

Besides, at this time, the skinny lazy guy in the kitchen is probably already asleep."

His companion wasn't a real cook, so if he kept asking him to cook, things would be exposed sooner or later.

"It's okay. There's still something else in the kitchen. I can just mix it myself. Don't bother the chef."

Liu Yonglu didn't enjoy his meal very much. At most, he had a hot bite. When he heard someone wanted a midnight snack, his appetite was aroused.

"No, no, no, our kitchen is not clean in a rural area like ours. After seeing it, I'm afraid you won't be in the mood to eat."

The turbaned boss's abilities were not much higher than his companions, but he was more versatile and quick-witted, so he was the only one who could be the leader.

At the same time, the boss also began to doubt Liu Yonglu's identity. This man wanted to run to the kitchen as soon as he came in. Could it be that he had been to Kujing Hotel before and met the former boss?

Under the bar counter were his hidden weapons, a large bladed iron ring and a pistol. There were still many people in the restaurant at that time, and the boss wanted to find out Liu Yonglu's background. If it was really as he wanted, he would not be able to keep him.

"It's okay. We have a lot of food in the carriage. There is a small crucible on the fireplace. Sir, come with me to get the food. We can cook it ourselves when we get it back. There is no need to borrow the kitchen."

Jacob at the side continued with interest.

"That's fine, Mi Li'er. Do you three want to eat? I'll show you my skills."

"No more eating. I'm going upstairs to rest first."

If Millie Tang was usually much more intelligent than she is now, she might be able to find some clues, but at this moment her brain was completely focused on how to sleep at night. She thought to herself that she should quickly go upstairs and take a shower, otherwise it would be fatal if the two of them had to fight over the bathroom to take a shower.

Carol and Kogan had been driving the carriage for a whole day and night and were exhausted. After filling their stomachs, they wanted to sleep. They followed Milly Tang upstairs. At this time, only Liu Yonglu, Jacob and the turban boss were left in the living room.

"Sir, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

It was cold outside and a bright moon was hanging high above their heads. Liu Yonglu and Jacob clutched the collars of their windbreakers with one hand and covered their hats with the other, and walked quickly towards Jacob and his carriage.

"My last name is Dou, and my name is Dou Ni Wan."

Yes, it was that person. Jacob nodded secretly in his heart, but he started to talk about Liu Yonglu's background:

"The pronunciation is a bit strange. Mr. Bean is not a native of Mosesad?"

"Well, it's quite complicated. You are a foreigner, I guess. How about you, buddy? Where are you from? I have to say you look familiar to me. You and a friend of mine are not sure where we are from, but we look a bit alike."

Liu Yonglu thought of Haversian. Both of them were consuls trained by the Holy See since childhood. Although their temperaments were completely different, their inherent qualities were similar.

"Really? My name is Jacob, and I'm a bank clerk. I specialize in helping people with bankruptcy statistics. Does your friend also work in a bank?"

"No, he is a judge."

Jacob didn't know what the Judge was, but he could tell that Liu Yonglu was definitely a foreigner. If that was the case... the first possibility was much more likely. Could the barbarians on other continents also understand the teachings of the Saint?

"Mr. Dou, I'm sorry to bother you. I wonder if you believe in the Saint. My family members are all faithful believers of the Saint, and we always pray before meals.

But my companions have never been to the chapel since they were ordained as children. We have been staying in the hotel for the past two days. If you believe in the saint, we can pray together. "

"Yes, I believe it so much that I even forgot my second aunt's last name, but I can't forget the Saint Lady."

Why did Liu Yonglu say that? It was because of the annoyance of the little genius brother and sister. He finally realized that these followers of the Saint's Sect had their heads full of evil. If you told them you didn't believe, they would buzz around you like flies, forcing you to believe.

Let's just stop arguing. It's not enough for me to say that I believe it. Let's just hide away and have some peace.

Moreover, deep down, Liu Yonglu had a good impression of the Saint Maiden Party. When he first came here and saw Aunt Lucy, she gave him egg tarts to eat. Xiaohu was also brought here by someone who had beaten him.

Let’s not talk about the little genius brother and sister. They were really decisive about the matter. The Priory 1408 gave themselves a kick (jiao sound).

It is not against one's conscience to praise the old saint.

"Oh? Really? That's great. We can talk about the legendary stories in the scriptures while we eat."

Jacob was a man of deep thoughts. Even though Liu Yonglu said that he believed it, it didn't mean anything. He would ask him about the things in the Bible later. If he couldn't answer, he would find an opportunity to draw his sword and stab him to death.

The two men carried two full boxes of things and walked back. Originally Jacob was just pretending, but he didn't expect that Mr. Bean was so rude. It was like a house search, whether it was canned food, ham, or fruit, all were put into the boxes. However, these were all trivial matters. The key was to confirm their identities.

"Mr. Bean, there is such a passage in the story of the saint. Can you tell me about it?"

"Why don't we go back to the house and talk about it? Aren't you afraid of having diarrhea after taking a bellyful of cold air?"

"Well, the saint's compassion shines on the earth, and she will naturally bless the sincere shepherds." "Wow, you really act like this without any preparation, then ask me."

As the saying goes, one should be grateful to the person who has eaten his food. All the things belonged to someone else, so Liu Yonglu couldn't refuse. He lowered his head and looked at the things in the box in the moonlight, thinking about what to do later.

"In the third chapter of the Book of Kings, there is this sentence: Greed, lust, gluttony... On the city wall is the holy ark, the holy woman..."

"The Saint scolded those kings in person, right? How naive is that?"

Liu Yonglu was familiar with this passage. The little genius brother and sister always used it to persuade him to eat less and just order the same dessert, so he almost memorized it.

When Jacob heard this, he was like, wow, it really is true, and he quickly asked:

"What do you think of this chapter?"

"How can I see it? Oh, this kind of desire is something everyone has.

But there is a saying, "Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you." Isn't the saint herself a heavy smoker? A tailor's ruler - only measuring others, this is not good."

"Wait a minute, the saint smoking? Is that in the scriptures?"

"Yes, it's written in the Records of the West that in the overgrown weeds, the saint saw believers holding water and bread from afar, but in the smoke and dust, they seemed unreal.

I ask you, where does this smoke come from?

"This... this is to describe the fact that Ximier is ruled by barbarians and the people suffer from war, or it could be the cigarette smoked by the waiting believers."

"Read, read. You have to read carefully. It says that the believers are eight feet away. And it is also mentioned in the previous chapter that this place has not been affected by the war. It is just that the news of the enemy's invasion was reported back by the hero Fofana."

Hiss... He knows the plot of every chapter and has his own unique insights. Ordinary believers don’t have these two abilities.

"Besides, there are two more chapters after the Saint. It's not because of poverty, but because of her heavy smoking addiction."

"Oh, you mean Ecclesiastes."

"Yes, I used my blanket as a cigarette substitute and slept without any bedding."

“Is it also in this book?”

"Or maybe you didn't read the book carefully. It's clearly written. At the beginning of Ecclesiastes, it says that a merchant was blessed by the saint and believed in the power of compassion, so he gave half of his goods to the saint."

"It is written. The merchant's name is Bolar, and he is a believer from the Southern Continent."

Jacob found that he had really found some of the feeling he had when he was debating with the bishop.

"It was written in the original book that there were blankets among the cargo."

"Yes, Bolar is a foreign merchant who exchanges blankets, tea and other products for saltpeter and wine from the locals."

"When the Saint of Hou Wen saw a little girl with sores all over her body, freezing and starving and wandering on the street, did she take off her robe and cover her with it?"

"Well, that little girl ended up being a saint."

"A little further ahead, there is a lame young man who asked the Saint to redeem his sheep that were taken away by the moneylender Seliu."

"Yes, that's right. The Saint performed miracles for the first time in the desert city of Bashadi."

"If you think about these three things together, you will understand. The saint got the blanket from the merchant, and then she pawned it to smoke. Finally, she had no blanket left and could only use her own robe to cover the little girl."

Jacob stopped talking. What was going on in this guy's mind... How could he think of all these things together?
"It can't be that the Saint herself left the blanket for the little girl..."

Jacob didn't dare to say anything halfway through his words. To think this way would be to question the saint's compassion. The saint always put others before herself when she traveled around preaching. She must have given the robe because the blanket was gone.

Seeing Jacob's expression, Liu Yonglu was also very excited:

"This knowledge, sometimes you have to be careful with words, sometimes you have to be flexible, just learn from me, there is a lot of knowledge in it."

"Then there is another chapter, which I don't quite understand. The Saint walked to the sea and heard..."

Jacob asked, and Liu Yonglu just dealt with the nonsense blindly. What's more, there were seven or eight questions along the way, but they really couldn't stump him. In the end, Jacob stopped talking. Why?
He was afraid that he would forget the skills Liu Yonglu taught him, so he only dared to ask so many questions. He would have to take notes when he returned to his room later. When he returned to the Holy See in a few days, he would have to ask the archbishop clearly whether the matter of the saint smoking was true or not.

But the difference between Jacob and the little genius brother and sister is that, in his heart, the Holy Scriptures and the Holy See are equally important. It is not enough to just be able to read the Holy Scriptures. After you enter the house, I have to ask about your identity.

The most important point is, what are you, Dou.Nivar, doing in such a coincidence to be in this hotel in the desolate mountains?

The two men pushed the door open and entered the house, and found that the headscarf boss had not gone back to sleep, but was sitting on the sofa waiting for them.

The boss poured himself a glass of wine in a large wooden cup and chewed ham under the firelight. He had to find out who these two groups of people were from!

The weather is getting colder day by day, and it feels like winter is approaching.

I have to catch up on some sleep these past two days. I have been so busy that I have not gotten enough sleep. I really feel like I am in my third year of high school! I have been busy all day and it is almost time to go to bed. I find that I have not done anything, haha.

Does anyone have any ideas to improve the efficiency and quality of life? Please give me some advice.

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(End of this chapter)