Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

This prayer was taught to him by Zhao Chuanxin.

Benjamin Goldberg's family, like Wilhelmina, are Christians.

But Zhao Chuanxin is not.

Zhao Chuanxin told Benjamin Goldberg that their sect had its own lineage, called the Chamber Pot Cult.

She pushed the door open tentatively and went in to see that Zhao Chuanxin was already lying on the bed. There was also a new set of quilts on the bed, which isolated the dusty bed.

It is said that Westerners like the original taste of ingredients, but in fact that is not the case.

Wilhelmina pointed at him, her eyes widened and said, "You, weren't you struck to death by lightning?"

He just kept silent.

"If you don't eat enough, just bear with it and lose weight."

"Your master..."

Frank Hogani licked his lips, clicked his lips, and took another puff of his cigar: "Mayor, I heard from my men that you are not willing to sell Putnam Lake and the pasture to us?"

The mayor's expression changed, and you could almost guess with your toes what this man's intentions were.

"Hey, damn capitalists, God bless those cowboys."

But Zhao Chuanxin's bed was so thick that his body sank into it, and he seemed really comfortable.

Before she could scream, she heard the evil man say: "She is no longer a young girl, she is so confused."

Benjamin Goldberg made a victory sign: "Yes, I finally don't have to do the dishes."

The more she ate, the brighter her eyes became.

……

Zhao Chuanxin could not even open his eyes, let alone go to the ground.

Wilhelmina nibbled her teeth: "I haven't taken a shower yet."

"Because I want to go to bed."

Except for her who chewed her food carefully and was very polite, the rest of the people at this table were all gluttons and gulped down their food.

Frank Hojani, Standard Oil's chief security officer, was a retired New York Police Department detective.

This man was ruthless, dropped bombs, set fires, killed people, and helped Standard Oil do many evil things.

Wilhelmina still ate very slowly, grinding the food carefully between her lips and teeth, but she raised her head from time to time and looked out through the window, trying to spy on what the evil man was doing.

With that said, he turned and left.

"Can you come down and sleep on the floor?"

"Fake, come up quickly. Do you want to grind your teeth with me until dawn?"

"No distinction."

Washing the dishes is an easy task, but it takes a lot of energy and energy to take care of whether the clothes are stained, be careful not to splash water on the body, and hesitate when the hands are stained with oil.

With that said, he pushed open the door and walked out.

In this way, it is inevitable that oil stains will be stained on the clothes.

But after looking around, it seemed like no one was pampering her here.

The mayor knew this very well and was inevitably a little uneasy.

The mayor said in horror: "Don't mess around."

The leader was broad and fat, with a sinewy face. He wore a suit and leather shoes, a top hat, and held a civilized staff.

There are too many dead souls under the gun.

Lightning flashed and thundered, and the light flashed across the sky, making the room brighter.

It was hard to finish brushing.

Frank Hojani shook his head: "Sir, you have to understand that Standard Oil is bound to get that land."

Wilhelmina opened her mouth, just about to speak.

Even Benjamin Goldberg has been developed into this habit by Zhao Chuanxin.

Faintly in the lightning, she saw a tall figure.

This man was a colonel in the U.S. Army. After retiring, he went a little crazy. If Frank Hogani's bad record was due to attacking his opponents, then Louis Verweide's murder may just be because of a whim.

"Damn, it's raining so hard."

He got off the carriage, and his men held an umbrella for him diligently.

She felt that she could not let these people look down upon her.

The horse lamp is on the bedside table, emitting a soft light, dim but warm, in sharp contrast with the heavy rain outside.

With that said, he jumped out of bed, and there were slippers next to the bed.

……

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and saw that the fool was still standing there. He immediately said angrily: "Are you short-sighted?"

Wilhelmina was sweating from washing the dishes.

Of course, Marcus Nkrumah was a servant and did not sit with his master. But since Zhao Chuanxin came, he told him to eat freely.

People are bound to be strong, so just be obedient and do as you are told.

She looked struggling and looked at the dining table which was still not clean. It was uninhabitable.

Wilhelmina clasped each other's hands and twisted, her feet spinning in circles, and she just stood stupidly at the door.

"Damn it!" The mayor felt aggrieved: "You will turn Kurdex into a barren land."

She continued to look around and found that there was no longer any place to rest in the bedroom.

"Ah what?" Zhao Chuanxin pointed at her: "You eat the slowest, you wash the dishes."

If it wasn't a ghost, how could it have survived being struck by lightning unscathed?

Wilhelmina clearly had never washed the dishes before, but she still pretended to be good at it. She folded the plates and tried to carry them into the kitchen.

Wilhelmina was tasting the food. When she looked up, the three of them were looking at her.

After that, he also returned to bed.

She had a tired look on her face, but she was unwilling to bow her head.

Wilhelmina wanted to say that she had never washed the dishes.

He actually stood like this for about ten minutes.

The mayor gasped.

However, a group of people braved the rain and came to the mayor's office.

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"Then I can't control it. I'm just a security officer. I don't seek political advice if I'm not in my position." Frank Hogani held his civilized staff, lowered his legs, leaned forward, and stared at the mayor: "I just want to know, Who did you sell that piece of land to?"

As he said that, he started to move his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Wilhelmina was silent for a moment and then asked: "Then give me some bedding, and I will sleep on the floor."

Benjamin Goldberg heard this and hurriedly swallowed the last piece of beef.

He has been washing dishes for two days.

The knife and fork dropped to the table in surprise.

If Frank Horgani was Standard Oil's chief dog, Louis Verweide was the lunatic of Standard Oil's security department.

Frank Hogany sneered and said: "Mayor, if anything bad happens, you should be responsible and guilty."

The food cooked in a big pot was not delicious, so Zhao Chuanxin deliberately controlled the quantity.

Originally, Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah thought Wilhelmina was a female ghost. Now, Wilhelmina thinks Zhao Chuanxin is the ghost.

She quickly put the tableware against her stomach.

Wilhelmina felt an irresistible force and picked her up, seemingly roughly but actually very gently throwing her on the bed.

Zhao Chuanxin respected their Western meal-sharing system and distributed the various dishes on the plate evenly to everyone's plates.

"what?"

The mayor felt like he was being stared at by the most dangerous beast and would fall into its bloody maw in the next second.

The bed was just an ordinary wooden bed, crude, rough, and squeaky.