New Gods of North America

Wayne saw that Inessa had even loaded the gun, and he wanted to raise his hands and shout -

Captain, don't shoot, we're on the same side!

But in reality,

Wayne's body was still slumped against the wall, his cheek still pressed against the ground, lying peacefully.

Wayne's consciousness suddenly recovered from his lazy state, and he vigilantly discovered that there was something very wrong with his body, as if he was being possessed by a ghost.

So he tried to move the muscles in his body, trying to regain movement.

Turning his sight, Wayne saw Inessa and Pastor Huck walking to the cabin one after the other.

Inissa stopped when she got a little closer, keeping two or three steps away from the cabin, then tilted half of her head to observe the cabin from outside the door.

After discovering that the person lying against the wall was Wayne, Inesa turned her head and looked at Pastor Hake, "The 'ordinary man' you just mentioned, are you referring to him? The sheriff today?"

Reverend Hake nodded honestly, "Yes, it's Wayne. I don't know many people in Blackstone Town now."

After confirming that the body of "Grey Wolf" Freddy was still lying there intact, Inissa put down the loaded bolt-action rifle in her hand.

He then lit a match, walked into the cabin, and relit the candle next to the corpse.

The firelight illuminated the interior of the house again.

Wayne tried to move his fingertips and toes and felt the control of his body returning little by little.

Then Inesa observed Wayne for a while and seemed to be slightly relieved:

"He should be fine. If I'm not mistaken, he should just need some rest. If he still feels uncomfortable, Pastor Hake, give him some holy water. He should be fine if he drinks it a few times in the next two days."

After hearing what Inessa said, Wayne basically relaxed, regained his attention, and continued to work hard to get his body back into motion as soon as possible.

Pastor Hake also squatted beside Wayne at this time, took out a bottle of holy water, and sprinkled it on Wayne's face with his hands:

"Wayne, Wayne, are you feeling better?"

Then Wayne tried to say, "I'm fine..."

"That's great, Inesa, did you hear that? He said he's fine and I don't have to be dealt with." Pastor Hake turned his head happily and raised his neck behind him.

Inissa nodded, looked at Wayne again, then turned and left with the gun.

Reverend Hake reached out and helped Wayne sit back against the wall. While helping Wayne straighten his collar, he couldn't help but nag:

"Wayne, you too. If you find something wrong in the future, you must promptly alert and call your companions, otherwise it will easily go wrong."

I am so...

Is it a question of whether I want to call someone?

I couldn't even say a word about what happened just now.

The satisfying feeling of fullness finally disappeared completely at this time, and the body seemed to have "come back" completely all of a sudden. Wayne opened his eyes and looked at Pastor Hake unhappily.

Then Wayne was stunned for a moment.

Huh?

Feeling the change in vision, Wayne realized that something had changed.

I just now,

Have you kept your eyes closed all this time?

Then how did I see their facial expressions and actions before?

Wayne closed his eyes again and found that his vision was still there.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the scene he saw this time was more familiar to him.

The difference between the two perspectives is a bit like the simple lines of a 360° panorama, and the extreme colors of a limited perspective.

Wayne looked down at himself.

It seemed that after digesting the "nutrition" contained in the black air just now, in some invisible place on his body,

An invisible eye that already existed quietly opened a little.

Only by controlling the "eye" that was not flexible enough did Wayne see a different perspective.

Um?

New skills?

…

Night falls,

A long table was set up in the yard, next to a steaming oven and grill.

Bread, vegetable salad and other things have been served, and we are just waiting for the main course.

The mayor is an elected councillor who aspires to a career in politics. His main selling points are friendliness, tolerance and being down-to-earth.

Therefore, the atmosphere of dinner in his home always seems relaxed and homely. Guests who are willing to help can try their cooking skills, or they can just chat with everyone and wait for the meal.

Pastor Hake originally suggested that Wayne go home and rest, but since Inessa said that she would be fine after a rest, Wayne chose to listen to the opinions of professionals.

So after Wayne recovered completely, Pastor Huck put the badge around his neck firmly on the forehead of "Grey Wolf" Freddy, and everyone went to the mayor's house together.

At this time, Wayne, who had become more lively than usual, had asked the chef for some beef cut into small cubes, skewered it and was grilling it himself.

After the skewers were sizzling with oil and the outer layer was charred, they were finally taken out of the fire. Then Wayne put them on a plate, sprinkled pepper on them, and secretly took out the bottle of holy water that Pastor Huck had just given him and sprinkled it on them.

After encountering "dirty things" twice in one day, Wayne decided to carry a bottle of holy water with him until it ran out.

Wayne tasted a piece of roast meat sprinkled with holy water.

It’s okay, add some peppercorns and it will be spicy.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m not hungry at this time, but the spiciness of the water feels a lot weaker than the first time I drank the holy water.

Maybe this thing is not suitable for barbecue.

After eating two pieces of barbecued meat, Wayne felt that he had no appetite, so he handed the plate of barbecued meat to Pastor Huck as a pre-meal snack for everyone.

But Pastor Hake seemed to be really serious about the "investigation" he mentioned earlier.

During the time he was grilling, Wayne had already seen Pastor Hake chatting privately with several townspeople.

Once when they walked over to the grill, Wayne pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on a few words.

Probably they were discussing topics like "views on other beliefs".

Tsk tsk, fishing with a straight hook.

None of them are used to make nests.

A pastor went to talk to someone privately about "freedom of religion".

It feels just like a policeman holding a small notebook, lowering his head and saying "just keep talking".

After a while, the main course was served.

Everyone sat around the long table. Because there were two pastors present, there was an additional step of prayer before the meal began.

Black Stone Town advocates freedom of belief. Believers of the Holy Spirit close their eyes and pray with the pastor. As for those who do not believe in the Holy Spirit or believe in other gods, they are free to express their opinions.

Wayne also closed his eyes and pretended to pray, but in fact he was looking around with his simple lines of vision.

Pastor Hake seemed to be learning how to lead everyone in prayer before the meal. Dr. John's feet were flirting with the now single Mrs. Taylor under the table. As for the new silver-haired beauty, compared with others, her figure seemed to be even hotter than Wayne had imagined.

Unfortunately, although the view is panoramic, it does not allow for perspective.

Bad review.

After the prayer, as soon as Wayne opened his eyes, he saw Inessa looking around, as if looking for the source of the prying gaze, and soon her eyes met Wayne's.

Wayne pretended not to see it, and then joined in the action of passing plates to each other before the meal, putting the dishes he wanted to eat on his own plate in turn.

…

Because it is close to the steam locomotive station, when everyone is having fun after eating and drinking, they have at hand an alcoholic drink that is not very common in the West - beer.

Generally speaking, the unit price of beer is not high, the alcohol content is too low, and the consumption is large, so there is no profit in transporting it in the western part where transportation is inconvenient.

Therefore, in western pubs, various versions of whiskey are more common: some are mixed with water, some are mixed with more water, and some are simply mixed with alcohol and various things.

In contrast,

I feel much more at ease drinking the beer from the mayor's house.

Of course, if you calculate the cost, this kind of craft beer is specially shipped here, which is much more expensive than those cheap whiskeys.

It's low-key luxury.

Don’t think that the mayor is not a capitalist just because he looks approachable and friendly. In fact, he is very rich.

The guests entertained themselves in the living room. Most people sat together, while the talented guests took turns to appear in the center of the circle and perform musical instruments, singing and dancing, small magic tricks and talk shows.

The level of the show doesn't matter, the main thing is to have fun watching it.

In a corner of the living room, the mayor and two pastors were sitting on the sofa chatting, and only the mayor was holding a large beer glass in his hand.

——In principle, priests do not drink alcoholic beverages other than red wine and home-brewed beer, and it is not convenient for them to participate in entertainment, so the mayor just stays here to chat.

"Eh? Miss Inessa doesn't plan to live in the church? Why do you need to find another place to live?"

Wayne was originally standing at the outermost edge of the circle of people in the living room, watching various talent shows. Then he overheard the mayor suddenly ask this question during his conversation with two pastors.