please don't believe me

Nearly twenty faculty members sat in three rows in one room.Due to the vacancy of the architectural layout, this room presents the shape of the ground and ceiling in an irregular polygon.It has a white wall, and there are some wooden desks that are not in use on the wall, and there is an old writing board facing the door.

There was originally a small wooden podium in front of the writing board, but it was moved closer to the door.At the same time, the three rows of chairs were also turned around, and the door of the room was in front of people on the left.

Even during the day, the natural lighting in the room is not very good.For lighting, the candlesticks with white long-stemmed candles are scattered, and there are some stubby tin scented candles on the desk.Light and shadow intertwine here, and the faint smell of wax oil and incense is mixed, creating a quiet atmosphere close to the church.

In addition to the people from the school church, there are also some potential believers sitting here, and finally there are Locke and Dai Bowen who are on the far right in the first row.

They are all dressed in ordinary people's attire today, but people in the church basically know them.They told everyone that today's protagonist is not them, so don't pay more attention.

Father Wright appeared.

His clothes today are the same as in the past, and he is no different from other priests when he was preaching.He walked to the podium, first talked about the routine congratulations and scriptures, and then talked about some personal experiences and opinions, one of which he "saw with his own eyes" had a sad and touching color.

In short, it's about a young man who doesn't have much faith in himself, but whose grandmother is a devoted believer.The relationship between the grandparents and grandchildren is very good. When the grandmother passed away, the young people seemed to still feel the companionship of the grandmother in the church, and began to abide by the teachings, be kind to others, and actively participate in church activities like the grandmother.In this way, the young man gradually became a believer with "faith in his heart", and he would often thank Father Wright who was helping in the church at that time.

"Of course, this is just one example, and not everyone will have such an experience." Father Wright concluded, "Perhaps even without the help of the church, that young man will naturally move closer to the church in the future—after all, light, Warmth, kindness and other qualities always make people can't help but get close, don't they?

"I just helped this young man a little bit during this period, hoping that he will get out of the haze of sadness as soon as possible."

Father Wright stepped out of the podium and showed a compassionate smile to everyone.

"Perhaps you already know that I have received some unique blessings. I will share these blessings with you, and hope that everyone can feel the care from the gods."

"I saw... the wish left by a person who has passed away."

As if something had fallen into Father Wright's hand, he slowly held it to his chest with the palm of one hand facing upward.

"She should be a lady of a certain age, with floral skirts, oh, and a white apron." Father Wright suddenly laughed, and said to the crowd, "She seemed to be nagging when she was alive, you know, she is also now Whispering in my ears."

People laughed friendly.Dai Bowen glanced back, then turned back to Father Wright as if nothing had happened.

Father Wright looked carefully at the top of his palm again, then raised his head and said, "She's here to find a junior, who seems to be called... Lily? Liz? Is there a lady with this name? She's probably in her 20s?"

A blond woman in the second row raised her right hand and said, "...It's me, I think."

"Oh, it's you." Father Wright looked at her, "I'm sorry, but your name is..."

The blond lady replied, "Lily."

"Okay, Lily." Father Wright said, "In order to confirm that she is indeed connected with you, we need to confirm one thing. I just mentioned her image, you should know who she is, right?"

"Yes, she..."

"No, don't say it." Father Wright interrupted her. "She doesn't look like your parents... Oh, she is your grandmother, isn't she? Just answer me."

Lily nodded: "Yes."

"It seems to be her, dear Lily. She wants to ask you about this thing, something about her..." Father Wright turned his eyes away from Lily, and looked at the top of his palm carefully and seriously, "it No smaller than the palm of my hand, your grandmother shrunk it down and put it on, oh, now she's gradually bringing it back.

"It doesn't look like a block, it looks like a tool...I'm not sure what it is, but your grandmother probably used it a lot. Slender, maybe wooden..."

Father Wright looked at Lily: "It's a set, isn't it? It looks like a knitting needle, Lily, your grandmother used to be a good knitter."

Lily opened her eyes wide in surprise, and nodded repeatedly.

"I'm not very clear why your grandmother showed this. She seems to be concerned about where these things go." Father Wright asked, "Where did the long needles she used in her lifetime go, Lily?"

"In my house," Lily replied, "I use it sometimes."

"Oh, the needles are gone, and your grandmother is gone!" Father Wright put his hands down. "You're using her old man well, and you seem to be doing well, your grandmother is very happy."

Lily looked a little dazed, but she clearly believed in Father Wright's words, and the excitement still floated on her face.

Father Wright called another person, but this time it wasn’t about “psychic”—Father Wright’s original words were “telling the unfulfilled wish”, after all, the word “psychic” is still a bit heretical—but Prepare to sense diseased parts of the body.

Father Wright said that "God loves the world, so God's favored people are easy to feel people's sickness, so as to help people alleviate their pain."

Of course, this is what Dai Bowen summed up from Father Wright's long passages mixed with gorgeous rhetoric and eloquence.Dai Bowen is definitely a master at removing the language packaging and restoring the essence.

Father Wright separated the left and right hands of a male teacher who was about 60 years old, held the wrists respectively, and then led the other's hands starting from the head, and gradually moved the palms toward the body.They moved slowly and steadily, first from the beginning to the end, then moved to the chest and abdomen again, and finally Father Wright pressed the male teacher's hand on the abdomen.

"Stomach problem?" Father Wright said, "It's mainly the stomach, and the back doesn't seem to be very good either."

The male teacher didn't reply, but the non-stop nodding already represented his sense of approval.

"And your legs, you have to start paying attention, old Tommy." Father Wright let go of him, and took two steps back, "Although you don't feel conscious, it's best to pay attention to the protection of your knees."

Even if he was talking about something temporarily unknown, old Tommy agreed.

Father Wright asked him to sit back, and smiled gently at everyone: "Next, if you have anyone in the world you want to contact, you might as well tell me in your heart..."

Two hours later, Father Wright's mission was over.

Although the second half was basically the communication between the crowd and Father Wright, his simple "demonstration of light divine power" in the first half was enough to make people believe in certain magical powers.Even the teachers in the school are quite convinced of him.

Even after it was over, Father Wright was still surrounded by several people, and Dai Bowen and Locke couldn't greet him and left inconveniently.There were still some other members of the church chatting on the seats. Dai Bowen did not take the initiative to participate in the discussion among the people, but two female teachers who were familiar with him still came over to ask him his opinion in a low voice.

"The ones that Father Wright just showed...are they real miracles?"

"You ask me this question, doesn't it mean that you have already agreed an answer in your heart?" Dai Bowen didn't respond positively, but also whispered with a smile, "Dear ladies, we shouldn't take others' actions lightly." Judgment. Sara Cathedral is not far away, maybe when you ask sincerely during worship, God will tell you the truth."

Dai Bowen seemed to say a lot, but didn't answer the question at all.The female teachers still didn't dare to pester a clergyman too much, so they had a brief chat and then left.

The people around Father Wright walked away one by one. When he turned his head, he happened to meet Dai Bowen's eyes.The priest was about to come over, but he was stopped by the headmaster within two steps: "Father Wright, I still have some personal issues to discuss with you, maybe you don't mind coming to my office for a cup of afternoon tea?"

Father Wright paused, nodded with Dai Bowen and Locke, and then went out with the principal.

Dai Bowen looked at his back and smiled, stood up, Locke stood up with him, approached him and said softly: "You said yesterday that you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it, so I don't comment, and I have nothing to say. Today What you have seen and heard with your own eyes, can you still deny the truth?"

Dai Bowen glanced at him lightly, and said with a low smile: "I said yesterday that 'Even if we see it, we may not necessarily agree'."

"Dear Dorin, you are so young, why are you so rigid like an old pedant?" Locke said helplessly, "Why can't you look at this matter with a positive attitude? I understand that most of us do not have such ability , but that doesn't mean..."

Locke babbled about his views, the typical concept of outgoing young people-positive, curious and open to all new things.Dai Bowen didn't interrupt him, but just took a step forward and stopped a female teacher: "This... Ms. Lily, right?"

Lily was a little dazed: "Yes, may I ask you..."

"I have some simple questions to ask you." Dai Bowen smiled gently, "You just need to tell me yes or no."

The female companion next to Lily whispered something in her ear, probably telling the identities of the two men in front of her, and Lily let go of her guard: "Okay."

Dai Bowen looked into her eyes: "So, do you remember your grandmother's name?"

Lily thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, I remember."

"Please relax and think about that name." Dai Bowen smiled, "Oh...it's not a short word with repeated letters, is it?"

Lily was surprised: "Yes."

Dai Bowen smiled happily: "Rebecca, passed away five years ago."

Lily stared and mouthed "yes" unconsciously, but Dai Bowen's words continued.

"I don't think the place where she died is here, is it? It should be in her favorite old house in the countryside. In autumn, you can see a large golden wheat field from the window."

"Yes!" Lily exclaimed, even more surprised than before in front of Father Wright.Dai Bowen made a "shh" gesture to her, and she lowered her voice: "How do you know? I never told anyone. Only those who attended the funeral knew about it!"

Dai Bowen just smiled and said, "May she rest in peace."

"This is simply amazing!" Lily couldn't calm down emotionally, "Are you also a 'favored person', priest?"

"No, I'm not, I'm the same as any of you." Dai Bowen took two steps forward, opened the door for them, and said, "Let's go, dear ladies. You are taking care of the future flowers at school, and your eyes need to Just make it brighter than the others."

While walking forward with her female companion, Lily turned her head and asked, "Why do you say that? You mean, Father Wright..."

"I didn't say anything, dear Lily." Dai Bowen leaned slightly and bowed his head to bid farewell to the ladies. The other party couldn't pester them any more, so he had to lift up his skirt in return, and then left.

Standing by the door, Dai Bowen turned around and saw Locke looking at him with complicated eyes.

Locke was astonished by Father Wright's "miracle", and Locke was shocked by Dai Bowen's sudden move.As long as the knight thought of the persuasion he had been persuading since yesterday, he felt inexplicably angry.

Surprised, annoyed, and other unknown emotions mixed together, Locke didn't know what to say for a while, and could only stare at Dai Bowen.

Dai Bowen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "So, now that you have seen and heard my performance with your own eyes, what do you think now?"