After receiving the cry of the Norris and his wife, the mayor organized all the thirty hunters and the young and strong men to mobilize, searched around the gravel town, and Huigang silently joined the search without saying anything.

To the monk's surprise, there was also an old priest among the searching crowd, but the townsmen who searched together did not care much about him. Huigang was very surprised. According to the memory of this world, the status of the Holy Church in this world was as high as that of the Buddhist period, and it even surpassed that.

In the city, the only person who is comparable to the status of aristocrats is the church, but the performance of this priest is far from awe. Thinking of this, he asked Daro beside him with some confusion. These young people who were rescued by him knew that Hui was about to participate in the search, and he followed him.

"That old donor must be a priest, right? Why do you still have to participate in the search at such an old age?"

When Dalu heard the monk's question, he answered respectfully:

"Master, you are talking about Father Philip. That priest is the host of this gravel town church. Every time there is such a thing, you have to come to help. But it is useless when you are old. You also believe in the God of Light and Master. Your magic power is profound, so some people have nothing to do with it."

Looking at the disdain in Dalu's expression, Huigang probably understood what was going on. When he was traveling around the world in his previous life, there were monks who were not anything else everywhere, but they only respected the Buddha devoutly, but they were often in a similar situation to this priest.

However, in Huigang's mind, those who do not practice martial arts and concentrate on Buddhism are considered true Buddhist disciples.

"Who said it's useless? That church is a beautiful place."

A young man teased in a low voice, and all the people around the young man burst into laughter.

Daro was a little angry and shouted in a low voice:

"Don't talk about this in front of the master."

It seems that Daro has some prestige among these young people, and everyone is serious. The monk is confused.

In Huigang's opinion, so many people were searching for noisy traces, even if there were any, they would be destroyed. The monk quietly left these people.

At this time, the town was closed and lifeless. The monk didn't want to waste time and observed it around and saw that no one jumped up and went up to the roof. Although Huigang's skill was not high, it was enough to use some superficial light skills.

The monk was agile and moved forward quickly on the roof. At the same time, his skills were improved to the current limit. His five senses were fully opened, and his hearing and vision were greatly improved to prevent him from being discovered.

Huigang, who had used light skills, went to the other side of the town for a short time. Just as he jumped off the roof, he heard a scream behind him. The monk's heart was shocked, but when he went to the room again, he found nothing. The monk was not sure whether he heard it, because this state could easily misheard the sounds of nature, especially the monk who had not fully recovered.

Since the accident happened, there have been fewer people coming out of the town. Therefore, there is basically no damage on the ground. The monk searched carefully on the ground, and the grass on the ground in early winter was completely dead. Huigang's internal force became particularly sharp. He searched carefully among the dead grass.

When the searching crowd turned to this direction, everyone saw Huigang - the master in their eyes, who was lowering his head and folding his palms, chanting something in his mouth.

Although no one could hear what the monk was chanting, everyone felt the compassion and sacred meaning in the tone.

The monk quickly finished reciting the "Mantra of Rebirth". Looking at the people in front of him, he sighed and handed a piece of cloth in his palm to Nori who was searching for the crowd.

"The blood on this cloth is dead blood. The son must have suffered misfortune. I hope you will be mourning."

After Nori got the cloth head, he looked at the monk with hope. After hearing this, he could not withstand the impact and fainted.

The searchers were extremely panicked by this matter. Tian Huigang's magical performances have greatly enhanced the weight of his speech, and there is no doubt.

Everyone was shocked by this incident, and then fear quietly climbed into everyone's heart.

"We are cursed by the devil!"

I don’t know who was shouting like this, but everyone’s face suddenly looked desperate.

"The glory of the Lord will shine on His people, and everyone prays devoutly, and the Lord will dispel bad luck." An old prayer came from the crowd.

The people in the field were quiet for a moment, and then everyone scattered, leaving only Nori who fainted on the ground and the old priest standing beside him.

The age of Father Philip was clearly expressed through his wrinkles and hunched body. The old man looked at the dispersed crowd around him and sighed. It seemed that he had become accustomed to this kind of treatment. He nodded at Huigang with a smile, then lowered his body to lift the fainted Nori. It was obvious that it would be difficult for him to help Nori up.

Huigang took a step forward and gently pressed Norri's Baihui point with his hand to input his internal force. As he used his power, a faint white light emitted from his body surface.

"This is the gift of the God of Light." The old priest on the side whispered a congratulation, with a deep shock on his face, and a cross on his chest.

Huigang originally wanted to reject the old priest's judgment, but the following words interrupted him, and the old priest said with respect:

"Your spell is the same as I saw in Font Cathedral when I was young. This is the spell given by God. God of Light is above. Dear fellow, please forgive me for my doubts about you a few days ago."

Nori, who woke up and cried, interrupted the monk's question. He accepted Philip's invitation to visit the church in a few days and helped Nori back to town.

The heart-wrenching cry of the Norris echoed in the dead town. The town now seemed to be a dead town. Everyone dared not go out, and there were no people on the street.

After everyone scattered, the family with a little ability wanted to leave, but as soon as the horse left the town, it seemed as if it was scared by something, and ran into the town like crazy, and could not drive it away no matter how it was driven away. This made the rumor that was cursed by the devil even more.

It was late at night, and the monk sat on the bell tower of the church, the tallest building in the town, closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation. He was beside him.

Although the monk closed his eyes at this time, his hearing and other feelings were lifted to the limit. As long as there was something wrong in the town and around him, he would discover it.

At night, Huigang heard Dalu say that the leader of the hunter in the town was the bearded Terry. Today, Terry went to invite a hermit staying in the town. This was probably the only way.

At the exit of the town not far away, the neighing sounds of people and horses. It was because the people who did not believe in evil still wanted to leave the town, but the fear of horses and hounds infected people. Without their help, the people could not complete the two-day mountain road.

The church door quietly opened, but Father Philip, holding a cross and a wooden stick, chanted the Scriptures praising the God of Light, and began patrolling the streets.

Huigang sighed in his heart, feeling that the priest was both pedantic and admirable. He was inexplicably always remembered the people who took care of his life when he was practicing in Shaolin in his previous life. They were several old monks who did not know the slightest martial arts skills. Almost like this old priest, he had devout respect, compassionate mind and pedantic sense of responsibility.

Nothing happened that night.

The next day, Huigang, who was on the night every day, still found nothing.

The people in the town began to relax a little, but no animal could get out of the circle around the town, as if it was surrounded by something.

At Huigang's suggestion, the mayor notified every family in the town to not go out first without any situation. Terry, Daro and some young people in the town took up weapons and bows and arrows and patrolled spontaneously, of course, the monks always followed them.

Daro told the monk that on the day when the accident happened, Terry sent a pigeon to send messages to the mercenary unions in nearby cities, but there was still no news after ten days, so it shouldn't be here. According to Folite's memory in the past, the mercenary unions in this world are quite similar to the escort agencies in previous lives.
Chapter completed!