Quickly wear white moonlight, she took the villain script

Chapter 351 Pray to God 15
Elaine secretly speculated, maybe she wanted to snatch the credit of the Holy Son, right?
For Mo Qin, it doesn't matter whether he is credited or not, what matters is Ebner.

If she doesn't take the initiative to say that they want to be together, the Pope will probably assign her to another place.

When the time comes, they will be thousands of miles away, so how can she know what Ebner wants to take this opportunity to find.

In the plot, Ebner came to the south three months later.

It's early now.

If he didn't find what he was looking for in the plot, what about this time?

Rather than looking around like a headless chicken, it is better to act together with Ebner and play by ear.

It is impossible to be safe, and she still wants to take the opportunity to sabotage.

"Eileen, presumptuous! Who allowed you to talk to adults like this!"

A deep scolding sound suddenly sounded, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Wenzel separated the two with a protector's gesture, and raised his hand to protect the petite girl behind him.

Elaine's face turned pale, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to react.

"Eileen!"

Ebner had a sullen face, even if he didn't hear the specific content, he could guess the general idea.

In private, Elaine often said bad things about Mo Qin, and now that she saw someone, it's not surprising that she said something in person.

"My lord, I just..."

"Enough is enough, now is not the time to talk about this."

Ebner took a deep look at Wenzel and Mo Qin, and then continued towards the village.

Every time he saw Mo Qin, he felt like he had lost something.

Mo Qin didn't say anything, and followed the pace of the crowd.

Looking at the girl's back, Wenzel's eyes dimmed for a moment, and the girl's attitude towards him was obviously a little colder recently.

They didn't deliberately lower their voices, but no one in the village came out to check the situation, not even anyone looking through the windows.

It seemed that the people in the village didn't care at all about who came and what they came for.

As the team's commander, Ebner didn't let anyone knock on the door, but let everyone walk around the village.

Finally stopped at the entrance of the temple.

The temple was dilapidated and in disrepair for a long time, and the courtyard was full of weeds, but there was a dim light inside, and there was no warm color, only depression.

Before knocking on the door, a middle-aged man came out from inside.

He was dressed in a dark robe, carried a lamp in his hand, and had a lifeless face lined with wrinkles.

His calm eyes swept across the crowd, and finally lingered on Ebner and Mo Qin, he spoke slowly:
"Everyone is visiting late at night and want to stay overnight?"

Mo Qin looked at the building behind him, and could already imagine the scene inside.

Except for the protection from the wind and rain, it is not a lodging at all.

But there is no better choice right now.

Compared with the outside, the inside is indeed not much better.

It can only be said that the outside is the same.

Entering the door is the lobby. It seems that it has not been cleaned for a long time. The chandelier on the ceiling is covered with cobwebs. There seems to be no electricity here.

The life-sized stone statue in the center of the front looks the cleanest. A few candles are lit next to the stone statue, which is the only light source in the house.

The tone of the man carrying the lamp was flat:
"You can call me Jeff, there are plenty of spare rooms on the first and second floors."

He turned around and approached the corridor on the left, and pushed open a door casually. The thick dust flew up, causing him to cough violently.

"Sorry, I can't clean it by myself."

The room is not big, there is only an old wooden bed with cracks inside, and the dust inside is almost a finger thick.

That's fine, some rooms don't even have plank beds.

The room is not too much, but enough for them to live.

In just a few minutes, the place where everyone rested was allocated.

Holding the lamp, Jeff watched the group of strangers busy packing up numbly. After watching for a few minutes, he spoke again:
"Sleep well everyone, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for their response, he turned around and walked upstairs with the lamp in his hand.

Mo Qin lives on the first floor, and after a simple cleaning, it can barely accommodate people.

"My room is next door. If you have any orders, please call me at any time." Wenzel stood outside the door with a gloomy face.

"Ah."

Mo Qin was about to close the door when Wenzel spoke again.

"Do you... hate me?"

His eyes were lowered, he didn't even dare to look at Mo Qin's expression, his hands beside him were clenched helplessly, looking harmless and pitiful.

Mo Qin didn't move at all, and said calmly, "I haven't."

For what Wenzel did, she can disregard her position or ask the reason. This is not her world, and there will be no constraints on her.

She's only here to complete a mission.

But there are only two points, which are the bottom line that must not be touched.

With no memory and a new identity, is Wenzel really trustworthy for her?
The memory of the previous world was not clear, and she didn't know if this was the first time she had such doubts.

With the learning of divine arts, her strength has indeed increased, but her affinity for the light element is definitely far more than that.

What the hell did he do.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Wenzel raised his eyes, met Shang Moqin's gaze, he froze for a moment, then shook his head.

Mo Qin was not surprised by such an answer.

"Good night."

It seems that he didn't put the evidence in front of him, so he didn't intend to say it.

As the door was closed, Wenzel swept away the previous innocence, his dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss.

It seems to be really hated...

He stood at the door for a while, and instead of returning to his room, he left along the corridor.
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Early the next morning, the sky was gray and the whole town was shrouded in a layer of mist.

When Mo Qin came to the lobby, Jeff was standing in front of the stone statue and praying.

Several other people from the Temple of Light are making food in the yard.

These outsiders don't seem to have any influence on Jeff.

Someone came forward to ask Jeff for information.

"Has anyone been to the village lately?"

Jeff looked up at the person who asked the question, and the meaning was self-evident.

Are you not foreigners?

The man paused for two seconds before realizing, "Except for us?"

"There were a few," Jeff recalls.

Someone immediately asked, "Are they still in the village?

Jeff shook his head.

I don't know if it means that those people are no longer in the village, or that I don't know.

Several people chattered around Jeff for a long time, but they didn't get any valuable information. It seemed that this was a normal small village.

After breakfast, Ebner said:

"Go to the village and have a look."

Of course, everyone had no objection, but before they left, Jeff suddenly reminded them.

"Don't approach people in the village."

The quick-talking one immediately asked, "Don't get close to people in the village? Why?"

Jeff didn't speak again, but just looked outside the courtyard wall, his bloodshot eyes didn't know what he was looking at.

(End of this chapter)