Royal Gold Magistrate

Although it was just empty teeth, Father Solger still thanked him and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your kindness. Just give us a normal life."

"Just now that you are here, can we talk about our missionary work in Dajing? If possible, I hope Dajing can help us build a church in the capital to facilitate our missionary work. Of course, we won't let you pay for nothing, wait When we have the ability to make money, we will also support the people, and we will also pray for the people in Dajing.”

Tsk tsk tsk, a foreign monk is still a monk after all, and the routine is not bad...I have thought about everything for preaching, but I didn't want to pay back the money for building the house.

Fangzheng said with a half-smile: "Father, this issue is rather complicated. Why don't we go in and sit down and talk about it. I'm a little tired here. How about we talk over tea?"

Father Solger hurriedly said: "Wait a moment, I'll call the others out and talk to Master Fang in detail."

After all, the priest ran into the house, blasted out a lot of bearded foreigners in a trance, and then brought Fang Zhengyi into the house.

The corners of Fang Zheng's eyes twitched when he watched this scene, it seemed that he had done a little too much.

The house is a bit small, with so many people staying there for two months, it almost becomes a refugee camp!

However, the priest's self-cultivation is indeed good, and he should rebel in a week!

As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Zhengyi's expression changed drastically, and he hurried back.

A strong smell of rancidity and the strong body odor of foreigners flooded the room, so he couldn't help it.

There's nothing better than dry toilets!

But Father Solger still didn't notice any abnormalities, he looked back at Fang Zhengyi, and asked, "Master Fang, please come in?"

As soon as Fangzheng stayed at the door, he vaguely saw a dark green gas gushing out of the room...

His face changed again and again, and finally he gritted his teeth and bravely stepped in.

Even though his adaptability was already extremely strong, it took 3 minutes to slow down.

It happened that the priest poured a cup of tea and put it in front of his eyes, and asked with hope in his eyes: "Can Master Fang speak now? Dare to ask the emperor of your country to know about the mission we are going to preach?"

Fangzheng glanced at the teacup in disgust.

I don't know how many foreigners have used this thing before, so I was so shocked that I didn't pick it up.

He replied: "About your preaching, I have inquired for you, and to be honest, it is really difficult."

"What you said before is good, why is it so hard to handle?" Soljay suddenly became anxious.

After waiting for two months, just wait for this?

"What I said before is that it can be done in principle, and you have to understand it." Fangzheng stretched out his finger and knocked on the table, and then said: "Listen to me first, you are from Feika, we Dajing and Feika and There have been some contradictions in the Holy See, and it will be difficult for you to preach based on this alone."

"This is definitely not a problem! Everyone makes mistakes. As long as we can preach in Dajing, we can make peace with all the conflicts between Dajing, Fika and the Holy See. Please rest assured." Father Soljay patted his chest ensure.

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows: "If you can really solve this problem, then the follow-up matters will be much more convenient. After all, I, Dajing, have always hoped to have friendly exchanges with the outside world."

Father Soljay nodded with a smile.

"However... Even if this problem can be solved, preaching is not that simple. Father, you must know that I have a local sect in Dajing, and the attitude of the court is neither support nor objection. May I ask what advantages your sect has? How can you stand? If you can convince me, then you will be able to convince the imperial court, but if you can't even convince me, then I don't think you need to go to great lengths in Dajing." Fang Zheng changed the topic.

Is it okay to convince you?That's easy.

Father Solger calmly said, "Then let me tell Mr. Fang that Taifujiao has a long history. It can be traced back to the creation of the world by God. Since..."

"Wait a minute." Fangzheng raised his hand and said with a smile, "I don't think you need to talk about this part. All civilizations in the world have their own creation stories, which are really not worth mentioning."

"There is also a big scene?" Father Soljay was taken aback for a moment.

"Of course there is, let's say that Pangu created the world..." Fang Zheng explained in detail.

There are no great scenes in these legends, but it does not prevent him from telling foreigners. The cultures seem to be similar, and there is no sense of disobedience when they are installed.

But Soljay didn't take it seriously after hearing it, and said bluntly: "This is just a fabricated story. As the god of creation, how can he die?"

Fang Zhengyi sneered and said, "This is my Dajing culture. Even though the body dies, the spirit remains forever. This is called sacrificing one's life to become a Taoist. The future generations will follow this way, so we don't need an omniscient and omnipotent god on top of our heads."

"In addition, I also know a lot about the gods of creation in other overseas countries. I think my father visited a place called Tianzhu when he traveled overseas in his early years. The myths of Tianzhu are very colorful, and the gods there are singing and dancing Just destroying and rebuilding the universe, the gods want to poke a hole in the sky when they wake up in the morning. So, do you think your mythology is still attractive in front of me?"

Solje swallowed, what kind of Indian mythology, somewhat perverted.

"Master Fang, we are not a myth, and with all due respect, the Tianzhu story you told should also be fabricated!"

"Why are other people's houses fabricated, but not yours?"

Father Soljay shouted: "Begin with me and end with me. There is no god except me. This is what the Holy Word tells. In addition, I have seen with my own eyes that in the foggy sky of Fika, the Holy Father's Faces emerged from it, thousands of people witnessed it, and if you don't believe it, you can ask other people."

Fangzheng curled his lips: "Are there any other miracles?"

"Of course there are. For example, everything was destroyed in the church fire, but the statue of the Holy Father was not damaged at all. The terminally ill people sincerely prayed for recovery overnight, and there was a heretic in Hero, and the bell tower collapsed for no reason and killed the heretic. There are too many miracles. There are too many, if you will listen to me for three days and three nights."

Fangzheng smiled disdainfully: "I can consider most of the stories you told to be false or natural phenomena. The church deliberately uses them to deceive the public, and to be honest, the things I have seen are much more exciting than yours."

"The church will never lie!" Soljay denied with anger.

"I have a friend named Luffy who is a sailor. He found a fruit called devil fruit overseas. After eating it, his body can expand and contract freely. There is also a country called Marais overseas. People in Marais are born with a Ability, the ability to become a giant several feet tall after being injured, and Hokage Village... these things are all I have seen with my own eyes, which one is not as amazing as you said? And they don't even believe in the gods you believe in." Fang Zhengyi Spread your hands.

Father Soljay fell into shock: "Impossible... I haven't heard of it, there is such a heresy?"

Fangzheng said leisurely: "Let's be close. I have a subordinate named Zhang Biao. He can eat a sheep for a meal. Once he was extremely angry and pulled his scalp to lift it up for himself." .”

"How is this possible?!" Father Soljay blurted out.

"Hehe, can't you tell the truth from the fake? Why do you believe Taifu's nonsense?"

"......"

Countless black lines hung down Father Soljay's forehead.

What the hell are you playing with me here?I thought Luffy was real!

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