resentment resuscitation

The dean was stunned at first, then his face flushed red.

Snapped--

The pointer slammed on the handle of the cart.

Mai Dingdong let go to avoid it, the whole cart vibrated, and the potatoes on the top rolled down, he said dissatisfiedly, "What the hell."

The dean still wanted to twitch, and the tip of the pointer was pinched by one hand.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished!" She reprimanded sharply, but raised her head and bumped into the other's emotionless gaze.

The whip was easily pulled away and thrown into the snow, the dean's mouth throbbed in pain.

She took two steps back and fell silent for a moment.

Mai Dingdong leaned slightly to push the car down the slope, and asked Zhong Mozhi curiously, "How did you do it?"

"Just hit it."

The conversation came to an abrupt end.

Realizing that speaking like this was too fierce, Zhong Mozhi changed his words pretending to be profound, "They can't hurt me."

"And don't let them hurt you."

Mai Dingdong pursed his lips, his eyes wandered a bit.

Should he tell Zha Gui that his vest fell off?

The irritable core has been accidentally exposed.

The musty smell was very strong in the basement, and all the people who entered and exited looked tired, doing boring and tiring carrying work repeatedly, and there were many monks who stomped on potatoes to vent their hatred.

A large number of potatoes were piled up in the corner, and several nuns ran to see Mai Dingdong, "Thank you, we arrived in time and everything is fine."

"That's good."

After a brief stay, they climbed up the wooden ladder and left.

"Check here." To be precise, this is a semi-basement, and there is a small window at the top of the wall, where you can glimpse the movement outside,

Mai Dingdong tapped on the wall with his fingers, not letting go of any mechanism that might hide the secret room.

One person jumped down from the ladder, staring at Mai Dingdong indifferently, "I've checked here, there's nothing there."

Mai Dingdong squinted his eyes, annoyed by the contemptuous tone of the tasker, "You are a monk, don't you need to work?"

"Need." The clerk stroked the cutout with his palm twice, "I went out to check last night, and there are cliffs all around, so the way to break the game must be in the monastery."

"Since there is nothing, why don't you look for clues elsewhere?"

"The dean's mother is here." The mission worker shrugged.After experiencing countless missions to eliminate grievances, he has long been used to hiding and avoiding.

It was just a click, which made him frown.

Another newcomer, the Grudge Elimination Master, bent his elbow and pushed, and the white wall shattered, revealing the small space inside.

"Huh?" The nun who had just unloaded the potatoes looked suspiciously, but was hurriedly pulled away by another nun.

Mai Dingdong stood beside Zhong Mozhi, clenched his fist and threw it to the side at the same time. In just a few seconds, a photo hidden on the wall was revealed.

"So familiar."

It’s still a group photo of the monastery, but——

When his eyes stopped at a certain position, Mai Dingdong turned his head and exclaimed: "There is one more person."

Unexpected and reasonable.

The vacancy in the photo in the dormitory building was now filled.

Because he was too focused, Mai Dingdong got too close, and his forehead almost hit the broken part of the wall.

"Thank you." Withdrawing Zhong Mo's palm to protect his forehead, Mai Dingdong smiled awkwardly.

The mission worker crushed a potato depressedly, "Anyone in a small place can find it."

Mai Dingdong ignored him.

This so-called Grudge Elimination Master with a strong sense of sight, was scrutinized and arrogant from the very first meeting, and he couldn't feel good about him.

Looking at the group photo again, the extra nun is petite and has a warm smile.Although he was standing upright, he was naturally warm.

The weeding tools were neatly lined up on the side, and there was peace, even the serious dean smiled.

The back of his hand was brushed by his thumb, Mai Dingdong trembled all over, and was immediately held by the man.

He was at a loss, and then realized that Zhong Mozhi was leading him.

The fingertips slid across the photo and landed on the nun.

"Protruding!" Mai Dingdong said in surprise.

Zhong Mozhi leaned against the wall and hummed lightly.

It's a pity that apart from the group photo, I can't find any other places.

The tasker came from behind, "The nearest carriers of resentment are all from unknown sources, including the crystal ball you saw."

"It's my mistake to be pulled into the spirit space without preparation."

"As a newcomer, it's better to run around less." He turned and left after saying that, obviously not interested in the "small place" resentment master.

Mai Dingdong didn't take it seriously, and murmured to himself, "Why isn't she in all the photos?"

"Do you still remember that village?" Zhong Mozhi asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Mai Dingdong was taken aback, "I remember."

"Do you know the reason for the creation of that world?"

"..Well."

Mai Dingdong frowned, bent down and climbed up the wooden ladder, then turned around and gave the answer impatiently, "Resentment sinks in the village."

"almost."

Zhagui had never cared about the source of his grievances before, he just blasted everything almost recklessly.

He jumped onto the ground in two steps, trying to explain clearly with poor words, "The way these worlds work depends on the subject's memory and will."

Mai Dingdong was in a fog.

After a long time, he suddenly cheered again, "It thinks that nun shouldn't exist in the monastery! Or the monastery doesn't accept her?"

"Ah."

"But why." The priest became depressed again.

Zhong Mo stared at the crowd leaving in groups, and comforted him, "No rush, take your time."

The bells of the church sounded from a distance, and Mai Dingdong did not expect a piece of cloth to stop time.Standing in the snow, he sniffed, "It's time for dinner."

Perhaps because of the calmness of the afternoon, dinner was surprisingly sumptuous.

The dean put on a smiling face and appreciated everyone's hard work.

If he hadn't seen millet porridge in the bowl, Mai Dingdong would have even wondered what delicacies the monks in front of him were eating——

Under the high tension, just a few words of praise and fried onions made some outsiders smile gratefully.

Vespers did not go so well.

After the melodious Kagura, the dean brought out a scorched brazier from nowhere, and the flames in the basin flickered.

She put her hands on her chest and bowed reverently.Then he said something that horrified everyone.

"I have repented to God today, and then please burn it quietly."

No one spoke, and the moonlight passed through the five-color glass, separating the inside and the outside into two worlds.

The dean was very patient at this time.

She looked at the first monk with a smile.

The monk looked numb, stood up without any hesitation, and stopped in front of the brazier.

"Forgive my sins." He leaned over and put his hands through the flames, letting the flames lick his skin and muscles.

The smell of burnt, burning hair.

Mai Dingdong couldn't hear it, but he could hear the sound of sparks cracking.

His lips were pale.

Not out of fear, but disgust.

After being stabbed twice on the arm, Mai Dingdong turned his head, and Lu Shiyan handed over a small note from the right side: Don't make a sound, you will be locked up if you disobey the dean.

As if confirming this reminder, the outsider who had a nervous breakdown suddenly stood up and ran out of the church trembling.

It's just that the soles of his feet had just touched the snow, and a harsh scolding stopped all his movements.

"I made a mistake, I'm going to be locked up!" Her voice was so powerful that the entire church trembled.

As soon as the words fell, the monk disappeared out of thin air.

No one dared to resist anymore.

Obey the rules and there will be hot porridge and dishes, disobedience only confinement and death.

The priest who roasted his hands completed his "confession", and his hands were already charred black.

He didn't seem to feel the pain, and sat back quietly in his original position.

No one stepped forward.

The dean returned to his smile and urged the next person, "Come on."

The second one was obviously an outsider. He thumped and knelt at the dean's feet, trying to get pardon by kissing her toes.

The pointer yanked down hard, scratching the skin, again and again.

This torture will continue until the end of Vespers.

Lu Shiyan exchanged a glance with the worker in front, and kicked a potato forward with all his strength.

The potato landed precisely at the worker's feet, and the worker kicked it deftly. The potato brushed several feet and hit the brazier straight.

Trembling, Shi Wu raised his head, and with a loud bang, the brazier was thrown to the ground, sparks flying everywhere.

The dean looked up sharply.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, and no one moved.

She picked up the brazier and put it away, and lit it again.That look is kind of weird and funny.

Mai Dingdong moved his little finger, unconsciously folded and unfolded the note, completely lost in thought.

The nun who disappeared into the monastery may have also been warned by the headmaster.

Because of his aversion to the rules here, Mai Dingdong couldn't help but put the nun in the position of the victim.

"Come?" Zhong Mozhi's voice pulled him back to his senses, and he looked down to see a black potato lying on his toes.

The third nun couldn't bear the pressure and stood in front of the brazier, squatting tearfully, with trembling fingers about to touch it.

Following Lu Shiyan's movements, Mai Dingdong pursed the corners of his mouth, turned his shoulders slightly, vented all his disgust through this potato, and kicked with all his strength.

call out--

The brazier that had just been ignited rattled again, and this time it was knocked into a half-circle in the air.The squatting nun hurriedly withdrew her hand, extremely surprised.

cool.

Mai Dingdong let out a long breath, and smiled embarrassedly after receiving the surprised and terrified gazes of Lu Shiyan and others.

Black potatoes gurgled and rolled along the wall, then disappeared.

Mai Dingdong, who wanted to stop the perverted confession behavior, realized belatedly that the black potato was not the boss himself.

He turned his head slowly, only to see Zhong Mo twitching the tips of his ears.

There was a lot of noise this time, the dean held the pointer tightly, and easily found the person who made the mistake. She roared hoarsely, "Shut up in confinement!"

The wind and snow outside the church suddenly rolled up and blew into the church. The chandelier kept shaking and almost fell.

The snow confused people's eyes. After the roar and commotion subsided, the people in the center of the storm stood still and blinked.

Mai Dingdong understands his specialness.

Apart from actual attacks, the so-called amnesia potion and the rules of the Wraith World didn't seem to have any effect on him.

Not to mention--

One hand held him firmly, for fear that he would be blown away.

Lu Shiyan was so depressed that he suddenly felt that it was a joke to try his best to prevent ordinary people from participating in the act of eliminating grievances.

Time was still advancing, and the torment of vespers was indistinctly over.

When I went back to the room, the priest in the next bed was missing and did not come back until the next morning.

What's even more strange is the brand-new work and rest schedule reappearing at the bedside.

Mai Dingdong hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door, looking at the calendar at the end from a distance.

A whole month has passed.

"What's the matter?" The monk at the opposite door had a good impression of the priest, and asked with a smile in his dullness, pretending to be relaxed.

Mai Dingdong shook his head, "Did I sleep for a month?"

"No." The monk buttoned the button and closed the door.

"It's hell, only one day of hell."

After last night, the dean did not announce any other terrible acts.

Morning prayer, lunch, and then again confession.

In the confessional.Mai Dingdong hung his legs on the wall familiarly, sat on a chair and relaxed his shoulders before opening the door.

However, the first "guest" was unexpected.

The cold air brushed his ankles, and the person opposite sat down.

"I don't know if he minds."

Mai Dingdong's thoughts of flying to outer space suddenly withdrew, and his facial muscles stiffened.

This fried ghost, is he addicted to confession?

"What do you mind?" Mai Dingdong asked dryly as he lay back discouraged.In my heart, I hoped that the dean would knock on the door soon and end the conversation.

The wrist on the other side turned and lifted slightly, and threw a black potato.

"I was trying to teach him things about the world."

Mai Dingdong rubbed the tip of his itchy nose, "Of course I don't mind."

Also thanks.

The long legs suddenly spread forward, almost touching Mai Dingdong's upright feet.

The man was silent for a long time, and sincerely confessed, "He is still very cute."

"...why."

"Not flustered, but also very decisive." He lazily squeezed his knuckles, and then said softly, "I drool when I fall asleep."

"Wait." Talking quickly, Mai Dingdong hurriedly covered his mouth, resisting the urge to stand up and confront him.

Is this fried ghost a pervert!

I don't know what I thought of, and I sat on the opposite side irritably, and my legs were closer to Mai Dingdong.

"I'm going crazy." The voice was hoarse and frightening.

You are going crazy.Mai Dingdong thought with a blank face.

The nose itch again.

A sneeze came suddenly.

The thin hanging curtains were like clouds, and they fluttered slowly, revealing a pair of eyes that were widened because they were caught.

The man sat loosely, his dark golden pupils were still deep and restless.

Inch by inch, his fluttering eyes flicked over the motionless legs on the wall, over the priest's reddened nose from sneezing, and the lips that had not yet been pressed.

"knocking"

The dean is urging.

Mai Dingdong stood up abruptly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, shrugged his shoulders and ran forward with his head down.

"I'm going crazy." He heard Zhagui say in a deep voice.

The wrist was grasped firmly.

Then there was a force that tightly hugged his shoulders, and after the world spun, he leaned against the wooden door.With a loud noise, the man's knees easily closed the door opened by the dean.

His thighs just pressed against the door, confining him in a small and hot space.

With a sudden palm on his back, Mai Dingdong was forced to raise his head.The heart jumped to the mouth of the throat, and then it was eaten by the crushed lips on the lips one by one.

His eyelashes rubbed against his skin, and his gaze was hot and frightening.

He's crazy.

Mai Dingdong thought weakly.

The author has something to say: Huh, busy in [-]D, indifferent to the manuscript box for a few days