Be a God Inquisitor from Scratch

Giotto began to recall.

"At that time, we originally wanted to persuade Old John to let his son join the Self-Defense Corps. At first, Old John refused very excitedly, but under my persuasion, especially when the town was occupied by another lord , After the other party would never bypass the people in the town, his attitude began to loosen."

As he spoke, his tone became serious: "But when I breathed a sigh of relief and thought he would agree, I don't know what happened, Old John suddenly fell to the ground, his limbs twitched, and he let out a terrified cry, which looked very terrifying. "

Speaking of this, he said with a little embarrassment: "I wanted to go up to see what happened to him, but my aunt drove him out. Every time I went there, she didn't look good, and she didn't even let us in to see how old John was. .”

Giotto sighed: "She is like this, and I don't know what to do. In fact, I am not sure that Old John will return to normal."

Hearing this, G clenched his fists and said: "That shrew, she usually collects our food, but the first thing she did when John fell down was to drive us out with a broom. , and called Giotto a devil."

The red-haired young man gritted his teeth: "Because of her nonsense before, people in the whole town have started to hide from Giotto, and even whispered that he is a devil, used for curse power."

Qing Xiao looked at Giotto in surprise. Judging from his expression a few days ago, he couldn't tell that he had encountered such a thing. He went out with a smile on his face every day. She thought that although the work of this young leader was not going well, he was There are not too many twists and turns.

After roughly understanding what happened, the interrogator asked, "So... you plan to let me see the man with the upper body of the devil? Do you think it is a curse?"

Giotto shook his head: "I don't know, if it were you, you would definitely find something different."

Qing Xiao nodded: "Okay, take me there to have a look, so it seems that I am also a little interested in the devil's upper body."

Giotto nodded: "It's still early, so let's go directly."

Everyone went out, Yaken pushed the girl to the other side of the town, Giotto said at the right time.

"Actually, I don't think it's necessarily the upper body of the devil."

Qing Xiao: "How should I say it?"

"Because... In fact, such things have happened in small towns. Although they are not very frequent, sometimes people will suddenly twitch their limbs, and then start talking nonsense, saying some words that are difficult for ordinary people to understand."

The girl rubbed her chin: "Well...Actually, I have a guess, but I'm not sure, I have to go there and have a look."

"guess?"

"En." Qing Xiao nodded. "Let's go and have a look first,"

In fact, there are only a few roads in this town where wheelchairs can be pushed. After turning a corner, there were only steps left in front of Qingxiao. Giotto and G looked at each other, smiled, and held the left side of the wheelchair with one hand. G Hold on to the right.

Qing Xiao felt that the sight in front of her was high, and the girl was easily lifted up.

Yao Yan stared at the two people who made a sudden move with serious expressions, and was prepared to prevent his family from falling because of their slippery hands.

"It's really light, haven't you eaten?" G said with some disgust.

But the girl immediately turned back: "You didn't eat, you don't know if I ate or not? Didn't you have eyes?"

"Hmph, I'm so busy, how can I pay attention to whether some idlers eat or not?"

"I didn't even see it, so what are you talking about, it's none of your business?"

Giotto’s free other hand rubbed his forehead with a headache. Ever since the confrontation at that meeting, G and Qing Xiao have always had a subtle mutual dissatisfaction, and it doesn’t seem like hate or anything...

"are you a pig?"

"You are."

Giotto: "..." It was just such a bickering, which made him somewhat at a loss as to how to intervene in the two children's quarrel.

Finally, he saw Old John's house from a distance. It was a stone building standing in this narrow staircase alleyway. The window on the second floor was open. A person was busy in front of the window, and the person suddenly stopped The action seems to be looking over.

The next moment, the other party stopped his movements, then quickly returned to the room, and closed the window and door with a "bang!"

Giotto: "Ah, bad."

The quarrel at the elementary school level stopped, and the two of them looked at him at the same time.

The blond young man said awkwardly: "Uh, we seem to have been discovered. We only wanted to find Old John, but now that my aunt has seen her, she will definitely rush out, because what she said last time was that if she sees me again... ..."

Words haven't spoken yet.

"boom--!!"

A loud voice sounded, Qing Xiao looked over, and saw that the door of that room was kicked open, and then a middle-aged woman rushed out.

With a broom in her hand, she rushed over while yelling: "Don't run, devil!"

It can be said that he was very brave, and the judge was a little surprised. What is the situation? ? ?

The aunt rushed in front of the crowd and threw a broom at Giotto, but was stopped by G in time. The red-haired right and left hand subconsciously wanted to hold the gun at his waist, but was immediately stopped by Giotto: "Don't .”

G whispered: "Giotto, I can't just sit back and watch you being insulted by her as a devil, and even attack you."

The blond young man said helplessly in a low voice: "G, she is only concerned about her husband. In fact, if she really sees me as a demon and can pick up a broom to challenge me, then it means she is brave enough."

G paused, and at Giotto's insistence, finally let go of his hand, but still cursed: "Stupid bravery."

The next moment, the broom hit the blond young man.

"Demon! Die!"

"You're dead, and John will be back to normal."

Giotto smiled wryly, "Aunt Ceci, even if you hit me like this, you still can't bring Old John back to normal."

The middle-aged woman glared at him with red eyes: "Do you think I don't know? Devil, you can still use devil's flame!"

"That, the flame..."

"God will judge you one day! Devil!" Bang—the broom hit Giotto in the face again.

G finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, auntie, what are you doing! How dare you hit our leader?!"

Hearing this, Aunt Saixi became even more angry, and threw another broom at G: "I'm exorcising the devil!! You devil's running dog!!"

G was furious, and tried to hold the gun again, Giotto immediately said anxiously: "No! G, you can't use force against civilians!"

Seeing this, Qing Xiao shook her head playfully, the poor leader of the self-defense regiment and the angry aunt.

Although Giotto is miserable, because the aunt's damage is too low, the scene becomes very comical, so that she has no idea of ​​​​saving her.

While the woman was still entangled with the 'devil' and the 'devil's lackey', she ordered: "Yaoyan, take me to the house."

"Hi."

Soon, she was sent to the gate of the house. The girl turned her head, and there was still a mess there. Some people even opened the windows to check what happened, which made the blond youth even more embarrassed.

G's anger also seemed to be increasing. If he was not facing an aunt but an enemy, the enemy's head would have exploded long ago-of course, the enemy would not use a broom to try to repel them.

"Pfft." Smiling and shaking her head, Qing Xiao raised her hand and knocked on the concealed door.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

No one answered in the room. From the crack of the door, one could see that the room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. An unpleasant smell came over her face, as if something had rotted. Qing Xiao frowned.

"Demon! John is almost cursed to death by you! What on earth are you going to do!"

"He just doesn't want Keso to die, so you curse him!"

"Keso is not going home now, and John is dying too. Do you still want to take my life away! You killed me! Killed me!"

Hysterical words came from behind, and it seemed that the core tragedy of the slapstick comedy was about to emerge.

She shook her head, letting Yaken push herself in.

Pushing open the door and walking in, the room was dark, and there was even a smell of dampness, and the rotten and unpleasant smell became stronger. At the same time, Qing Xiao heard the sound of water dripping.

A light lit up, it was the lamp that Yaoyan took out, illuminating the room.

This is a small living room. Qing Xiao's eyes fell on a bed in the room. People here mostly sleep on the second floor, but it seems that a bed is set up in the living room to take care of the patients.

From this we can see the collapse of the hostess' mentality.

Yao Yan pushed the examiner over, Qing Xiao looked at the patient on the bed, because the air was very stuffy, so he was not covered with a quilt, and he didn't wear much clothes, so that she could clearly and directly see the abnormalities on his body.

This person was no longer conscious, the flesh and limbs were in a mess, exuding a rotten smell. The moment the judge was pushed past, he started to twitch again, making a frightened sound from his mouth.

Qing Xiao subconsciously looked at the door... There was no movement, maybe the aunt was still hoping to drive Giotto away and save her husband.

Yao Yan asked: "General, is this the person possessed by the devil?"

Qing Xiao smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Sword God felt it for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't feel any aura from him, I'm afraid he's just an ordinary human being."

The judge nodded: "Actually, when I came here, I already had a premonition. Now that I see the real person, I understand what happened better?"

Yao Yan asked: "What is this?"

"He's sick." As she spoke, Qing Xiao's eyes fell on a certain place in the room, where there were piles of wheat, potatoes and other food, she beckoned: "Push me over there."

"Hi."

The wheelchair came to the grain pile, Qing Xiao possessed her body, and picked up a bunch of wheat ears. This is a bunch of rye harvested. The harvested wheat grains were pressed heavily in her hands. Under the light, the surface of the wheat grains It looks a little black, as if with an ominous breath.

The girl picked up the wheat and confirmed her guess: "Sure enough."

Yao Yan looked at the wheat in her hand, remembered the European history he had read, and suddenly understood something.

"General, do you still have this thing here?"