God forbids me to fall in love

However, this time the paper unfortunately fell into the "wreckage" piled up on the ground after burning. In the dark ashes, there are still hidden sparks that have not been completely extinguished and have been ignored by everyone.

As soon as the page fell, sparks immediately climbed up.

Moen had quick eyesight and quick hands, but only half of the content was rescued.

He stomped out the small flames that had ignited, stretched out his hand and patted the edge of the paper that was burned by the flames, and hated himself for being startled just now, and now there was only half of the story left.

Just seeing the title "The Nightingale Drinking Blood" made him think of the dead body of Lord Griffin and the nightingale he had just met in that house.

How could it be such a coincidence, could it be that the adult really died from the nightingale's blood sucking?

Restraining the tension and fear in his heart, he blew on the dust falling on the paper and began to read.

Just like the name of the book "Strange Stories and Strange Tales", it tells about some unbelievable strange people and strange things, most of which are passed down in people's mouths, processed and polished by the author, and compiled into a book.

Few people will take the things described in it seriously, because those things did not happen to themselves, who knows if they are fictional?

The things Moen heard from the Son of God when he was a child were all tender stories like "The White Rabbit Can Talk" and "The Fox Will Repay Your Grace".

But this "Blood-drinking Nightingale" is obviously different. From the title, it can be seen that its audience is not children, and the content is biased towards horror and gore.

Moen glanced briefly at the beginning, and understood that the story probably told the story of a gardener who found a mummified body among the flower gardens of purple flowers.

In order to pick fresh and tender flowers with dew, the gardener went to pick and cut them early one morning, and arrived at the place before dawn.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked in, he saw a person pressing on the flowers he took care of so hard.

The gardener was furious, thinking that the homeless man who had drunk was resting inside, and stepped forward to shake him awake to claim compensation.

As soon as he touched the body, he was frightened by the touch of his hands.

It seemed that the close-fitting clothes were empty, and he pressed angrily, only feeling the shriveled skin and bones.

When he turned the person over with trembling hands, a gray-yellow nightingale suddenly flew out from under the person, and the bird's beak was still stained with bright red blood.

Nightingale glanced back, her eyes sparkled red, and then she flapped her wings and flew away.

But the gardener found that the person who fell among the flowers was no longer a human being, and all the blood in that person's body was sucked dry, which was extremely terrifying.

The more Moen watched, the more frightened he became. The image of the mummy described in the story was exactly the same as that of Master Griffin.

He wanted to continue reading, wondering how to solve the mystery in the follow-up, but the bottom part happened to be destroyed by fire.

The Huajian mummy incident mentioned in the book happened 20 years ago. Considering the time of publication of this book, it means that the first bloodletting corpse appeared more than 40 years ago.

It turned out that such shocking things had happened long ago.

With his own experience ahead, Moen has unconsciously believed that this is a realistic record.

However, how could Nightingale feed on human blood, and how could it possess such demonic power?

Unless, that was not an ordinary nightingale, but a monster...

Moen's mind flashed the image of the nightingale who was just as crazy as its master just now, and he shuddered, feeling shamelessly that the nightingale might indeed be the murderer.

Do monsters really exist in this world?

How can human beings who are protected by gods live under the same sky as monsters?

While denying himself, Moen couldn't help feeling worried: if he locked the young master and Nightingale together in the end, would it be...

He didn't dare to stay longer, even if it was just an unreasonable guess, he couldn't ignore the hidden danger behind it.

He picked up the half-burned piece of paper, and ran into the main hall in disregard of the rules. After a hasty warning, he rushed in rashly without waiting for a response.

"My lord priest, I found a story many years ago. The deceased described in it is very similar to Master Griffin..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Passy in the room kneeling at the priest's feet, weeping and choking.

The long series of words that were about to be uttered were all choked on his lips, and Moen confessed in panic, thinking of withdrawing first to take into account Patsy's self-esteem, but felt that his matter was too urgent and related to human life, so he should inform the priest as soon as possible My lord, let him send a strong man to investigate.

Most of the gods and goddesses are not of a strong type, and some tasks that are dangerous or physically based will be entrusted to church personnel outside the church, the so-called strong men.

Fortunately, the priest did not let him hesitate for too long, and said to him solemnly: "Moen, you came just in time."

Moen didn't know why, and he heard that he didn't need to back down, so he quickly handed over the paper: "Master Priest, Master Griffin's death seems to be related to the weird nightingale I mentioned earlier..."

Before he could finish speaking, the priest raised his hand in the air to signal Moen to stop, and then slowly said: "Passy has already explained to me clearly what you want to say. Good boy, don't worry, I have already entrusted you Let the strong man pass by. Now, you should accept his apology." His eyes drifted from Moen back to Patsy who was kneeling on the ground.

As soon as the words fell, Paxi immediately sniffed and said to Moen: "God of truth, Yemiga. I should be responsible for this matter, but I was afraid because of a story, so I pretended to be sick and evaded it. Weakness. Not only that, but I have not disclosed the danger I realized to the public, and let my colleagues take risks on my behalf. This is unrighteous. I am guilty, please forgive my mistakes and give me a chance to repent."

"This, this...it's nothing." Moen was a little embarrassed, he didn't know Percy well.

I am an "indigenous person" of the Patin Litan Church, but the other party was only dispatched last winter. I don't have the friendship that I grew up with when I was a child. They are busy with their daily schedules and rarely interact with each other.

At the same time, he was still a little dazed, and couldn't help pinching the paper in his hand, and it took him a long time to analyze it dully. It was Patsy who had seen "The Nightingale Who Drinks Blood" long ago and heard about Master Griffin. After death, he did not dare to perform the task, so he chose to excuse himself by calling himself ill.

But the danger he knew was not disclosed to Moen who completed the task for him. After Moen came back with a pale face, he was disturbed because of his guilt, which caused a fire, and finally under the scolding of the priest Come out.

"Good boy, you don't need to bother with this matter anymore, go back first." The priest waited for Passy to finish speaking, and then gently issued an "expulsion" order to Moen, as if he still had something to say to Paxi alone. West said.

Moen swallowed, nodded and backed out.

He was still in a daze until he walked back to his room.

Patsy had the same guess as him, and he thought his idea was too nonsensical.

After all, it would be hard for normal people to believe that a small nightingale has the ability to suck the blood of species dozens of times larger than it.

Moreover, I didn't expect the priest to accept their idea so smoothly. I thought it would take a long time to persuade them.

Not long after Moen felt relieved, he became a little nervous: what he was about to say just now was interrupted, and the papers to be handed in were not accepted, so how could he be sure that the priest believed his and Passy's conjectures?

The original words of the adults just said that they sent strong men to investigate.

However, this is enough, at least someone is already dealing with it.

After thinking about it, Moen silently let out a breath.

"Chirp."

Xiao Hei leaned in front of him, and Moen belatedly remembered that the bandaging of the bird was only half done.

He hurriedly continued to deal with the wound, but his mind was always on Griffin's home.

In the end, he replaced the bird's legs with new cloth strips. Moen tied a beautiful knot, touched the bird's little head, and murmured: "You know what? The bird you just pecked, It may be serious. If it is what I think, you are a great hero who has defeated monsters."

Xiao Hei watched him quietly, and when Moen's hand was removed, he flew onto his shoulder, and then rubbed the top of his fluffy head against Moen's ear, as if to comfort him.

Moen felt a little itchy, he turned his head to cover his ears, and finally a little smile appeared on his face.

The bird "tweeted" twice and snuggled up to his shoulder, the scene was so uncomfortable.

Moen enjoyed this extremely precious moment in today's messy day, using his fingertips to pick up millet and feed Xiao Hei affectionately.

In the afternoon, the goddesses working in the hospital also came back.

Moen stood by the window looking at the courtyard, staring at one of the figures in the crowd below in thought.

The well-groomed and meticulous cold-faced goddess is Daisu.

It is the one who transmits "There is more than one god" to children.

Moen had long thought about talking to someone, but seeing the tired look on his face, he felt that it would be better for him to go later.

After all, Daisu has always been an excellent goddess and has never made any mistakes. If she is really disrespectful to God Yemiga, why is she still doing her best for the church?

But if she still worships the god Yemiga, why should she say such remarks?

If her actions were known to others, not only would the position of the Goddess be lost, but even her life might be in jeopardy.

Moen rubbed the space between his brows, looked away, and was about to flip through the theology books, and then check Daisu's attitude after dinner.

However, there was a loud knock on his door.

"God Son Moen, come out as soon as possible."

This tone is really a bit cold.

Moen's eyelids trembled, and he got up silently and went to open the door, only to see a strong man standing outside. Although he bowed to him, the expression on his face was extremely cold, showing no respect.

"There are still some things I need to ask you. Please follow me to the altar. The priest is waiting for you there."

It seems that the strong men who took over his investigation of Griffin have returned.

Moen naturally cooperated very well, and he also paid great attention to this matter.

But when he got to the altar, Moen froze in place when he saw the person on the steps in front of the altar.

The reason why it is called "putting" instead of "lying" is because it is already a dead person.

It was the young master of the Griffin family who was so alive that Moen was terrified not long ago, and there was a dead nightingale on his chest.

Their bodies were taken directly back to the church.

But, how could he die...

Nightingale, who was attacked by Xiao Hei, just died. Before he left, even though the man lay on the ground and howled insanely, he was fine and unscathed.

The appearance of the corpse was different from that of Master Griffin, it was not killed by blood sucking, so it should not have been done by Nightingale, could it be that someone came to the door after he left?

"Moen, please tell us the truth about the situation before you left!" The priest frowned and said sharply, "This situation is weird, you must not hide anything!"

A strong man standing next to him stepped forward and pinched the young master's pale cheek calmly, prompting him to open his mouth.

The "strange situation" was immediately shown in front of Moen's eyes

In the mouth of the dead man, there are actually large clusters of feathers belonging to birds, pouring out continuously, as if they were conceived from the internal organs of people.

Moen covered his mouth in shock, and retched uncontrollably.

The author has something to say: Vernes: Don't disturb the person I love, wait for him to do so.

Nightingale: Alarm, alarm!Alarmed alarmed!

Vernes: ...then you are dead (Indifference.jpg)

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