My British Empire

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Seeing the begging of the male host, Bank Cook, Father Gilgit couldn't help but feel happy. This is a big business, and I have to think about it carefully.

Father Gilgit closed his eyes slightly, holding the silver cross around his neck with his right hand, his face was kind and gentle, giving people a sense of trust.

For this, the male host Ban Cook felt the deepest. He now felt that the priest was the best hope to save his wife.

Jay also looked at the priest pleadingly, begging him to save his mother.

Don't worry, Mr. Bancook. I just checked. Your wife has been cursed by a witch. This curse is very tricky!

Father Gilgit looked at the father and son in front of him, and sighed softly, looking embarrassed.

Regarding this, Jay turned his eyes to his father, even if he was an idiot, he could understand what it meant.

And Bancook himself understood that when he first went there, he had already given the priest ten pounds. Judging by his posture, he might have to ask for another ten pounds. This is a lot of money!

But for the sake of his wife, Bancook reluctantly took out ten pounds from his pocket, held them up in front of Father Gilgit with trembling hands, and said with a forced smile:

My lord priest, in order to thank our Lord for His grace, this is a donation from our family!

Seeing this, Father Gilgit nodded in satisfaction, and said with a kind smile: Mr. Bankuk, we all see your pious belief in our Lord. I think the Almighty Lord will know it, and he will definitely know it. May your wife be safe!

Thank you, my Lord, Holy Mary! Hearing the priest's words, Bankuk and his son showed joy on their faces, and prayed with their hands on their chests.

The priest behind Father Gilgit had already put away the money bag that Bancook held high, and prayed silently beside him.

Afterwards, Father Gilgit walked slowly to Mrs. Elizabeth's bedside and read a passage from the Bible to her, hoping to use the words of the Lord to expel this vicious curse.

After about ten minutes, Mrs. Elizabeth still hadn't recovered, she was still in pain.

The Bancook father and son on the side were very anxious, nervousness and prayer appeared on their faces at the same time.

Father Gilgit, on the other hand, kept his usual expression, reading the Bible aloud.

Everyone in the village knew that Mr. Bancook had invited Father Gilgit to exorcise Mrs. Elizabeth from the curse. They flocked to Mr. Bancook's house as if they were watching a play, and quietly observed it.

Or it can be said that it is bathing in the glory of the Lord.

The Bancook father and son didn't care much about this, but Father Gilgit was under a lot of pressure. If something went wrong this time, he would lose face a lot.

People will not doubt the existence of the Lord, but only suspect that his belief in the Lord is not sincere.

Seeing that reciting the Bible was ineffective, Father Gilgit took out his trump card - holy water.

Generally speaking, Catholicism, and all Christianity, holy water refers to a kind of water that is placed in the church, prayed by the priest, and blessed by God to exorcise the devil and purify the soul.

Therefore, when the priest asked the young priests around him to take a special container from the carriage, the bowl specially installed in the church was made of gold.

So, all the villagers in the room looked devoutly at the holy water in Father Gilgit's hand, and whispered at the corners of their mouths.

With the holy water blessed by the Lord, the stubborn curse on Mrs. Elizabeth will definitely be exorcised! Facing Bankock and his son, Father Gilgit said confidently.

As he spoke, Father Gilgit gently dipped his fingers in the holy water in the bowl, and then sprinkled the water on Mrs. Elizabeth, who had a face of pain.

Let's go now, Father Gilgit was still not at ease, and sprinkled it a few more times.

Then he looked at Mrs. Elizabeth, who was still intact. Although he was a little embarrassed, he smiled on his face and nodded with satisfaction.

The Bancook father and son, who saw all this in their eyes, immediately looked at the priest with joy: My lord priest, how is my wife?

Looking at the expectant Mr. Bankock, the priest said gently: Although the witch's curse is very strong, I have exorcised it. In a few days, Mrs. Elizabeth will recover!

Immediately, all the villagers in the room cheered, and the words of praising God kept ringing out, and Father Gilgit's words also gained great popularity.

Strange to say, after two days, Mrs. Elizabeth could suddenly get out of bed and walk, which amazed the whole village.

People often came to Mrs. Elizabeth's house with their eyes wide open, and looked at Mrs. Elizabeth with a click of their tongues, and their belief in the Lord became more and more firm in their hearts.

But it was Father Gilgit who gained the most. Since this incident, nobles and gentlemen from the Kingsleyan area have come to the church in an endless stream, asking the priest to bless or rescue their families.

However, after a few days, Mrs. Elizabeth fell ill again and lay in bed. Even Father Gilgit could not save her.

Soon, Lady Elizabeth went to meet God.

In this regard, a villager suddenly said that he had seen Mrs. Elizabeth and Mrs. Mary quarreling, and Mrs. Mary also cursed Mrs. Elizabeth to die of smallpox, and after that Mrs. Elizabeth fell ill.

As a result, such a picture naturally emerged in the hearts of the people: Mrs. Mary was not willing to be humiliated after a quarrel with Mrs. Elizabeth. As a witch, Mrs. Mary secretly cursed Mrs. Elizabeth, which made Mrs. Elizabeth fall ill, and Father Gilgit exorcised her. In addition to the curse, but Mrs. Mary cursed again, and Mrs. Elizabeth went to see God directly.

As a result, everyone in the whole village was in danger, fearing that they would end up with Mrs. Elizabeth, so they came to Mrs. Elizabeth's house together under the leadership of Father Gilgit and Bankock and his son.

At this time, the seven members of their family were having lunch happily. Although Mrs. Mary looked mean in front of outsiders, she was kind and pleasant in front of her family. She was a kind old lady.

But at this time, the family who were having dinner heard the commotion, and the noise became louder and louder. Suddenly, the door of his house was kicked open.

I saw the silhouettes of Father Gilgit and Bancook standing in front of them, followed by men and women villagers. Everyone was furious and shouted slogans: Hand over the witch, hand over the witch...

In this regard, Mrs. Mary and her family were in a state of confusion, not understanding why!

Father Gilgit stood up with a firm face, and said in a stern and fierce tone: Mr. Smith, quickly hand over your wife, she is a witch!