God forbids me to fall in love

Moen bid farewell to the priest, left the main hall, and walked into the courtyard.

The children playing with the ball stopped when they saw him, and greeted him happily in a milky voice: "Master Moen, good morning, may the God of truth, Yemiga, bless you!"

They are children adopted by the church, and when they grow up, they will become a part of the church and grow up to be sons or goddesses who can be independent.

Moen was also one of such children at the beginning, and he has lived here since he became conscious.

The small town of Paddinglitan and the four or five surrounding towns are divided into one diocese, and there is only one branch orthodox church directly under the jurisdiction of the Holy See.

The reason for saying this is because there are also many church organizations that have spontaneously established among the people. Of course, everyone’s common beliefs are unified.

Because the people have a fanatical and pious belief in Lord Yemiga, the only god in charge of the truth of all things, so that the orthodox church cannot fully satisfy people's enthusiasm.

Everyone will learn the history of theology since childhood, and respecting Lord Yemiga is the ultimate dogma that everyone has written into their bones.

Everything starts with the catastrophe 50 years ago.

According to the survivors, human civilization was almost destroyed by the disaster at that time. After seven days of weird and desperate nights, it didn’t take long for another never-ending torrential rain to flood the world. every corner.

Human beings have suffered heavy casualties, and the continuation of civilization has become an unknown.

Lord Yemiga once saved all living beings and liberated the boundless night. He came to the world to protect the believers who choose to believe in him.

So when the second disaster hit, everyone pinned their hope on God's compassion and longed for redemption again, but in the torrent disaster, Yemicha did not come.

At first, human beings were disappointed and panicked, but they became chaotic under the stimulation of survival desire, which led to many tragedies.

Until some people say that God has abandoned them, it must be human beings who have done something wrong.

This provides a new way of thinking, and then some wise men put forward:

Don't be greedy, don't be full of malice, throw away those beliefs born of desire and interests, and have a truly pure and pious awe from the bottom of your heart-maybe so, the gods will forgive them and save them.

And after burning to death a group of dirty souls who were disrespectful to God, the heavy rain actually stopped.

Everyone then understood that Lord Yemiga chose to forgive them.

Since then, everyone has lived in repentance and gratitude. Even though Lord Yemiga never came to the world again, everyone always regards it as the truth of all things.

Nowadays, everything is thriving, and a new order has been established in the world. It is completely different from 50 years ago. Now the bishop's court rules the entire continent, and branch churches are established in various places. Clergy is one of the most respected professions.

Moen is also proud of being a qualified Son of God.

He greeted the children one by one, grabbed a handful of malt candies from his pocket and shared them among them.

However, in the immature version of "May the God of Truth Yemega bless you", there is a sentence "May the God of Death Desitef bless you" is particularly harsh and abrupt.

Moen heard it in his ears, and his expression froze. He looked at the child with a complicated expression, and asked, "Mackin, what did you say?"

The other children also laughed at McGinn, saying he was talking nonsense.

McGinn didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem, and he raised his red face proudly, proud of his "knowledge", and replied quite proudly: "Master Moen, I know you are going to deal with Gerry. The news of Master Fen's death has spread, I wish you all the best!"

Morenton was on the spot. He wanted to set off immediately to the west of the town, but now he had to stop.

He hesitated for a moment, let the other children continue to play first, then led McKinn to a corner, squatted down and looked at the seven-year-old child at the same level: "Makkin, you called another name just now, can you ask me again?" I repeat?"

McGinn finally felt something was wrong at this moment, he held Moen's hand timidly, and said hesitantly: "May the god of death, Desitef, bless you."

"...Mackin, don't say such things in the future, you know? There is only one god in this world, and that is our beloved God of Truth, Lord Yemega." Moen was silent for a while, holding Maijin's shiny little head, letting Man looked straight into his eyes.

His expression had never been so serious.

Then he gently held McGinn's thin shoulders, and continued to ask: "Where did you hear this name?"

"..." McKinn pursed his lips and did not speak, his eyes were quickly covered with mist, he muttered twice, and replied in a soft voice, "Mrs. Daisu said that there used to be many God. She said that Desitef is the god in charge of death. You will investigate the death of Master Griffin, I hope he can bless you..."

Speaking of which, he started crying.

Moen's brain was as if someone had punched him in the face. He didn't understand why Daisu, as a goddess, would pass on such a rebellious view to the children that was contrary to the mainstream orthodoxy?

He tried his best to calm down the shock and confusion in his heart, stretched out his hand to touch McKim's head, and comforted him, "Okay, don't cry. McKim, you must never say such things in the future, you must not, otherwise you will Something bad happened. Promise me, okay?"

"Hmm..." McGinn wiped his tears on his body, maybe he didn't know why, but he was startled by his sudden seriousness.

If others heard this, McGinn's safety would become a problem. After all, there are still many extreme believers in this world, who are so divided to the point of insanity.

To say that there were many gods in the past, Moen had also heard it, but such remarks were a great offense to God Yemiga.

None of the survivors 50 years ago said this. Most of them kept secret about the past and only recognized one god.

But Moen's attitude is actually more neutral.

He was naturally a devout believer, otherwise he would not have become a Son of God.He grew up in a church and was influenced by the environment. In this life, he will only dedicate his body and mind to the gods.

But he vaguely believed that there was more than one god in the past, just vaguely.

Because of this, he didn't feel angry when he heard McGinn's words, but was more shocked.

Because he himself has indeed come into contact with relevant "evidence".

When he was young, he saw some books that were handed down 50 years ago. Those things needed to be destroyed. Once found, they would be searched into the church and burned by the clergy.

There are many records in it that people today can't understand. Moen just peeked at it when he was assisting the son of God at that time to sort it out, and I don't know why it has been remembered until today.

The book he had stumbled across looked like a diary of a lady, telling of her experience of going to the temple with her family to attend the Sunshine of God as a child.It also mentioned that the god she believed in was Tissimone, the goddess of beauty.

But Moen failed to peek through the book, and Lord Shenzi found out that he slapped him on the palm after reading it, and ordered him not to tell what he had read.

The incident has been on Moen's mind ever since.

He let out a deep breath, comforted McKim, made an agreement with him, and then left the church thoughtfully.

Although I really want to find Goddess Daisu to ask for clarification, but it's already morning, and the goddesses have all gone to work in the hospital.

And he has to go to the Griffin family on the west side of the town to complete the task.

Moen could only keep this matter in his heart, and analyzed the death incident that he needed to investigate next as he walked.

He has met Master Griffin many times, and he will attend almost every weekly open prayer event of the church. He is about sixty years old, and he is a vigorous old man with a good temper and very talkative.

He was in business in his early years, and when he was old, he settled in the small town of Paddinglitan, where his family ran a tailor shop.

As a survivor of the catastrophe, he was well respected and a figure of some sort in the town.

But two days ago, a customer who went to his tailor shop to buy ready-made clothes ran away in panic to the middle of the road and yelled loudly that there was a dead person inside.

The surrounding residents all went to investigate together, only to see an extremely horrifying scene.

The "dead man" that the passer-by originally said was the young master of the Griffin family lying on the ground, but he was not dead, he just passed out, which caused misunderstanding by the passers-by, and when people swarmed in, he was killed. woke up.

What really scares everyone is the shelf standing in the tailor's shop.

It was originally a tool for displaying ready-made clothes. At first glance, it would have a human-shaped effect, so people didn't notice at first that what was hanging on the shelf was not clothes, but a shriveled corpse

Master Griffin died, and his body was hung on a rack, so emaciated that nothing but human skin remained except for the bones.

The muscles of his whole body were atrophied, his skin was extremely pale, his eyes were protruding, and his pupils were dilated. He had been dead for a long time, and it was obvious from his appearance that he had been drained of blood to death.

Of course, everyone didn't dare to go close to check where the bloodletting hole was, guessing that it might be the place covered by the cloth.

What's even more mysterious is that there was no trace of blood at the scene.

There were so many people present, everyone could prove to each other that they didn't find any trace of bright red or dark red, and they didn't smell any bloody smell.

Even the most sophisticated killer can't do this, right? !

This caused everyone to panic. It is said that the people who witnessed at that time crawled out screaming, and many people even fell ill from fright.

In people's descriptions, the appearance of the corpse was frightening like a ghost from hell.

In the past two days, this matter has spread wings and flew to every corner of the town, even the innocent children in the church who only know how to play can praise it, such as McGinn.

The other Passy was supposed to deal with this matter yesterday, but he seemed to be feeling unwell, so he asked the priest for leave.

Along the way Moen walked, many people saw him and greeted him respectfully. The farther he went to the west, the fewer pedestrians on the road.

When they walked into the alley where Griffin's tailor shop was located, there was no one in sight.

The doors and windows of the surrounding residents were locked tightly, and they all seemed to have been greatly stimulated, leaving a shadow and shutting their doors.

Moen was not too afraid in his heart, because the accuracy of people's rumors often had problems, and three points of horror could be described as seven points.

But this time, he was wrong.

When he knocked on the door of Griffin's house, it took a long time for someone to open it. It was the young master of Griffin's house.

His mental state seemed to be okay, he was wearing decent clothes, and he was neat and tidy. He didn't look excessively sluggish or shrinking, but his face was pale and his lips were a little chapped.

Seeing the clothes on Moen's body that belonged exclusively to the clergy, he certainly understood that this was the visit of the Son of God, and quickly led them to the place where Master Griffin's body was placed.

When Moen got there, he realized it after seeing it with his own eyes. It was clearly very terrifying and only described as seven points...

That can't be called a corpse at all, it's just a single person.

Even though he had excellent mental quality, his hands trembled a little from being frightened.

Pretending to be calm, he avoided his sight, ignoring the fear in his heart, no longer looking directly at the unusual corpse, and instead asked the young master standing stiffly beside him: "Your father?" Before the accident, was there anything unusual, did you come into contact with any unusual people?"

The Griffin family was disturbed by this sudden tragedy. It is said that the wife has completely collapsed, and has been bedridden since the day of the operation, with a confused consciousness.

There are three children in their family. The eldest son has inherited his father's old business and is doing business abroad. Maybe he doesn't know the news.The second daughter is already married, and she came back yesterday, and after crying with her mother, she also fell ill.

The pale young master in front of him was the youngest son of Mr. Griffin, who also died in the tailor's shop that day.

Moen actually had a lot of questions about him, so after the other party answered "never", he looked up inquiringly, and continued to ask in a sharp tone: "Why did you show up at the tailor shop that day, and why did you faint?"

Young Master Griffin didn't speak, but looked at Moen obsessively.

Under that sticky gaze, Moen's fine hair stood on end, and he felt uncomfortable being stared at by a poisonous snake.

But the other party was silent for a long time, swallowed his saliva, licked his chapped and chapped lips, and finally spoke for a long time.

He says

"Master Shenzi, you smell really sweet."

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