Chapter 166: The Vicious Light

Roger was extremely grateful to the old store manager for this life-saving grace. A few days ago, a man in charge of selling indulgences from the Church of Light came here. Because this place was one of the places where Old Enke came more, he directly said that Old Enke arrogantly violated God's dignity and had already committed suicide guiltily under God's condemnation.

These words angered the young and energetic Rogge, rushed forward, put up his pants, pointed to the scars on it and said angrily to the believer of the Church of Light:

"When my leg was injured and I was waiting for death there, the God of heaven was there, why didn't he show his miracle of mercy? Only Old Enke came to save him."

These words immediately resonated with those around who had received many favors from the old store manager, and they scolded the believer who sold indulgences.

The believer who was selling indignant people left there in shame as he saw the anger of the public. I don’t know if the God of Light came down to punish him. But on the next third night, Roger was injured by the leg by several people who broke into it. Now he was unable to walk.

Just when Huigang came here with the medicine box on his back, a lowly priest in white robe spitted and flew around to the people beside him:

"For Rogue blasphemed God's dignity in his words, God brought down his wrath and deprived him of his ability to act. As long as you show your piety to the light and repent your sins, you will be sick and blessed by the supreme God."

The following believers of light were all big and thick. They were more like thugs under the seat of light than believers who believed in light. They walked to the poor people watching with pockets in one hand and indulgences printed on yellow paper in the other.

A little girl looked at a big man who was holding his face and squeezed out a smile, and suddenly pointed at the man and said:

"Mom, I have seen this uncle. He and several other uncles have been to Brother Roger's house in the west..."

Before he finished speaking, the little girl was covered by her mother's mouth. The big men looked over viciously. The little girl's mother quickly asked for more than a dozen copper coins and threw them in the big man's hands. She didn't even have to ask for indulgences, so she quickly left the place with the girl.

The people around them all understood what was going on, but looking at the five big and three believers in front of them who claimed to be a believer in the Light, they didn't dare to say anything. They all slowly dispersed, and as a result, no one except the girl's mother was willing to pay any money.

The priest kept talking about the punishment of God of Light, but the effect was very small. When there was no one, he couldn't help but spit on the ground and scolded him in a vague manner:

"It seems that the poor guys killed these days can only be collected and donated."

After packing up his clothes, he was about to leave, a man from below who was working as a big man ran over from the street and said to the priest in a hurry:

"Father Yash, I came from there just now, and a famous doctor went to treat the talkative Rog, and now it's for many people."

"Bastard, it seems that the damn Enke didn't play any warning role. Let's teach this unopposed lesson."

The priest had no demeanor at all, cursed and sweared, leading some people over viciously.

Huigang first came to this area, with dilapidated houses and dirty streets, and the air was filled with odor. The environment was extremely harsh, and it was obviously winter, and it would be even more troublesome if it was summer. The monk had seen many worse situations in his previous life, but he didn't care about it. Instead, he was more admirable for Dr. Enke's obligation to treat people without asking for anything in return.

He didn't know how to start either, so he stopped a few children running on the path and asked in a friendly manner:

"Kid, are there any injured or sick people here?"

The child was obviously quite impatient with Huigang's question, but he looked at the monk's gentle smile, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then replied:

"Brother Roger is injured. Everyone can hear his screams these days, but it's so miserable."

The monk asked clearly and then walked slowly toward it. After Roger was broken by those people, although the neighbors came to take care of him, it was not helpful to the injury. Those people were very serious and if they were not rescued, they would be so painful.

Roger's scream was already very weak, and the people passing by were all indulging in their faces, but there was nothing to do.

Huigang asked softly, pushed the door open and walked in. The poor people who were selling indulgences came back here at this time.

When I saw a monk wearing a decent dress like this, I felt very strange and watched at the door.

The monk walked into the house and saw the injured young man lying on the bed with nothing inside the house, just a few broken wooden boards. Roger's legs were swollen like an elephant, and the young man was already in a coma and said some inexplicable words.

Obviously, it was because of the injury that caused a fever. Huigang reached out to try on Roger's forehead, which was already hot and hot. The monk's research on trauma can be said to be extremely profound. He became a doctor after a long illness. Moreover, Shaolin is mostly external skills, so he naturally has excellent aspects for trauma caused by bone skeleton trauma.

As soon as Huigang saw Roger's legs, his brows frowned. The people who took action were so cruel that they almost broke Roger's thighs according to the original wound. Even if this injury was placed in the hands of the Xinglin Holy Hands in his previous life, he might have a disability.

In this world that relies on the power of magic and magic, I am afraid this injury will make people feel pain to death.

After Enke died, no one who was so decently dressed here again, and according to their experience, this blonde young man should be a doctor.

Under the gaze of everyone, the monk pressed one hand against the broken place of his thigh bone and exerted a little force. Roger, who was in a coma, screamed and woke up. His eyes widened, and it was obviously painful to the extreme, and then he fainted from pain.

The people next to him saw such a tragic scene when Enke was treating his illness, and immediately became suspicious of the monk's treatment level, but they didn't know that Huigang's moment had already connected the breaking point. Just now, the monk used the holy power of light to clear the blood and bones, without having to break it, and just used his strength to transform those things.

Huigang's body has extremely powerful ability to regenerate the holy power. He had already connected the bones and the wound had completely healed.

Few people noticed that after Roger woke up and fainted, his face had become rosy and his breathing was much calmer. While the monk was preparing to prescribe medicine, there was a noise outside. The poor people watching scattered and suddenly dispersed. Several big men walked over with great momentum.

A man suddenly flashed among the poor people. He was also dressed in a relatively tattered manner, but he was very strong. He looked different from the common people around him, pointing at Huigang and shouting:

"He is performing the evil god's ritual. I just left for a while and my brother fainted in pain."

The people around were all looking at the shouting person strangely. Roger was an orphan, and there would be any brother there. However, looking at the thick wooden sticks and strong bodies of the believers of the Church of Light, they all closed their mouths tactfully.

The sticks of these people were covered with steel nails shining with cold light. They rushed over with great momentum, shouting:

"You life-killing cultist, we will clear our sins for God."

At this time, the priests followed far away. What happened can be explained by what happened. This was an extreme behavior of the believers, not someone's instructions.

The poor people next to them knew that there was something wrong with the witness who stood up and identified, but no one dared to say anything. However, the little girl who spoke just now stood up and said loudly:

"You are not a relative of Brother Roger, and I have never seen you."

When several big men rushed to the way heard this, one of them didn't say anything, swung the stick in his hand and smashed it down at the girl's head. It was too late for the girl's mother to come forward to save the fire, and it was obvious that her brain burst.

No one came out to stop it, and when the tragedy was about to happen, I suddenly heard a thrilling scream, and the mother of the little girl who was scared to death only reacted. She subconsciously thought it was his daughter. Before she could cry, the woman saw that the big man lying on the ground was holding her thigh and screaming in pain.

The remaining people were not afraid, as if their companions' injuries stimulated their ferocity. They shouted and killed the pagans, while waving their thick steel-headed and wooden sticks.
Chapter completed!