The self-mockery of the villain of fast wear

It was cold winter, and it was snowing all over the sky. A middle-aged woman in thin clothes hurried into a simple small church on the side of the street. She looked flustered, with tears in her eyes, and shouted loudly after entering the door, "Father Harris, Harry Father Si."

It was noon at the moment, but even the sun at noon on a cold winter day seemed much more depressed. The sun shone through the stained glass windows of the church, but it did not illuminate the entire church.

The church is a traditional Baroque building. It looks very old and small at first glance. There are only three or four rows of benches inside, and the stools look old. The murals on the ceiling are also mottled and dilapidated, losing their original color.

Compared with other churches, there is a cross in the middle, but this church does not. There is only a brown preaching podium in the middle of the church, and a small confession room stands next to it.

Hearing the woman's shout, a young man came out of the confession room. The young man was wearing a black priest's robe. He had slightly curly blond hair, his eyes were green, handsome and tall.

He has a dignified demeanor, and his every move is picturesque and pleasing to the eye. He doesn't look like a priest, but more like a nobleman from some family. Unfortunately, he is not the priest Harris that the woman said.

Seeing the person coming, the woman hurried over, pulled the boy by the sleeve, and said in a choked voice, "Antony, do you know where Father Harris is?"

The boy's voice was low and hoarse, full of magnetism, and he explained calmly: "Father..."

As soon as the words were finished, someone pushed open the side door next to the confession room and walked in. The two of them heard the reputation and looked, only to see a man with black hair and black eyes walking in.

The other party looked like he had just taken a shower, his hair was still steamy, and his hair was neatly attached to his temples. The water droplets from his hair flowed down his cheeks, fell on the black priest's robe, and disappeared without a trace.

The man is surprisingly handsome, his black eyes are as dazzling as agate stones, his eyelashes are thick and slender, his face is fair, and his appearance is upright and awe-inspiring.

The woman seemed to have seen the savior, and hurried forward to ask for help: "Oh, the God of light, Father Harris, please save my child, please."

The priest Harris, whom the woman described, looked calm, without the shyness of just getting out of the bath. He asked the woman in a gentle voice, "What happened?"

The woman burst into tears, choked with sobs and explained briefly: "I beg you to go and see my daughter, my daughter seems to be possessed by an evil spirit and keeps hitting her head against the wall with infinite force, no matter how we stop her I can't stop it."

After listening to the woman's words, Father Harris said to the woman: "Wait a minute, I'm going to change into the exorcism sacrificial attire." After speaking, he told Anthony beside him: "Antony, go get the exorcism tools. box."

After speaking, the two went to prepare separately, and soon Father Harris changed into a pure white round-neck jumper with a golden pattern tattooed in the middle of the clothes, which made him even more holy and pure, unattainable.

Even though Antony had seen the priest wearing white sacrificial attire more than once, he still couldn't help but be attracted by his appearance. He had never seen such a holy person, as cold and clean as the snow on the holy mountain of Belgrade.

The three of them quickly arrived at the woman's house in a carriage. The woman's house was not big. She had two children, a son and a daughter. The son was sent to a blacksmith shop as an apprentice, and now only the daughter and one child remained. at home.

The woman's home was at the corner of the noisy and chaotic market, and the inside was small and crowded, but she still vacated a room for her daughter. At this moment, because of the girl's abnormality, the already narrow house was full of people.

The moment they saw Father Harris, who was dressed in white sacrificial attire, get off the carriage, the noisy market suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at the god-like Father Harris, and couldn't help being in awe.

A sharp voice broke the silence, and she said in a grateful tone: "Oh, God of Light, Father Harris, you are finally here."

This person is the aunt of the little girl. She watched Father Harris get out of the carriage, and hurriedly led him into the house, shouting loudly as she walked: "Let's go, let's go, Father Harris is here."

The crowd inside made way for Father Harris so that he could pass through smoothly. The moment Father Harris entered the room, he felt the stench was overwhelming. It was not a smell that humans could emit, but a strong rancid smell.

The smell that can only be emitted by a dead body that has been dead for a long time makes people feel deeply uncomfortable. Unfortunately, the humans inside seem to be unable to smell it. They stare at Father Harris' every move intently.

Father Harris waved to his assistant Antoni, who immediately understood what he meant, and drove away the people blocking the door: "Father Harris is going to exorcise the demon, and the others will take refuge temporarily."

Although everyone wanted to see Xie Chong's appearance with their own eyes, they just dared to think about it. The feeling of being possessed by Xie Chong was not good. They didn't want to be the next unlucky ghost, so they all retreated from the room.

After the idlers cleared up, Antoni closed the door, and now only Father Harris, Antoni, and the little girl's father and mother were left in the room.

The little girl's father watched Father Harris open the exorcism box he brought, took out the contents, and solemnly thanked Father Harris, "I'm sorry."

No one seemed to doubt Father Harris' ability, and everyone believed that he would be able to solve the problem. After Father Harris took out the Bible, he told the little girl's parents: "Open the window, you guys go out too, it will be fine soon. gone."

The little girl's parents opened the window in the house, and the two reluctantly walked out. After everything was ready, Father Harris said to Anthony: "Stay here and don't let anyone come in and disturb me."

Anthony nodded obediently, holding a palm-sized silver cross in his hand and stood guard at the door, while Father Harris raised his hand to fan the unpleasant air, then pushed open the door of the little girl's room with a kerosene lamp and walked in. .

The moment Father Harris stepped into the door of the little girl's room, the door suddenly closed with a slamming sound. Anthony wanted to step forward to help, but he remembered what Father Harris had told him, so he could only stand still.

After Father Harris entered the room, it was pitch black. The little girl's parents only opened the outside window. The little girl's room had the curtains drawn, so no light came in, and the inside could not be seen.

The priest didn't panic, and raised the kerosene lamp in his hand to face him, but he still couldn't see anything. The apparently small room looked extremely empty and spacious in the dark.

The Bible in his hand was thrown to the ground because of being in the way. The priest held the kerosene lamp, guessed the position of the window, and walked directly over. During the process, there was a voice that kept screaming, but Father Harris seemed not to hear it at all.

He touched the shape of the curtains, but he found that there was a force that kept him from opening the curtains. Harris snorted and let go of the curtains.

If he could see it, he would have noticed that the little girl who was originally tied to the bed by a few thick hemp ropes suddenly appeared behind him. At this time, the little girl's pupils were as black as ink, and her feet were off the ground. She looked quite cute. terror.

However, just as the demon manipulated the little girl's body to attack Father Harris, Father Harris suddenly turned around and looked at him indifferently, and the demon was taken aback.

Probably because of a sudden trance, the lights in the room suddenly turned on. The sudden turn on of the lights should have made people uncomfortable, but Father Harris didn't seem to have any effect at all.

He looked at the room where there was only room for a bed and a table, and walked to the little girl's bed in two steps. The girl was wearing an old white pajamas, and to be precise, the clothes had been washed and turned yellow.

The little girl was covered in bruises, her eyes were closed, and her forehead was sweating continuously. She looked in extreme pain, but she was unconscious and unable to speak. Harris raised his hand to test the girl's breath, when the little girl suddenly opened her eyes, and suddenly He rushed towards Harris.

However, the evil spirit never expected that the other party would pinch his neck so easily. He struggled hard, but he couldn't shake half of the priest's fingers in front of him.

The situation was very wrong. The evil spirit obviously felt that it was not its own strength that had been weakened, but that the opponent was too strong, so strong that it could easily destroy itself. It was unwilling to escape.

But no matter what, the evil spirit couldn't get rid of the priest's shackles. Because of its interference, the little girl's aura became weaker and weaker. Just when the evil spirit thought she was bound to die, the other party suddenly released her hand.

The evil spirit was not stupid, and hurriedly wanted to escape, but just as it left the little girl's body, it was suddenly restrained by a powerful spirit body, even stronger and more domineering than the priest just now.

The evil spirit refused and resisted desperately. The objects in the house vibrated continuously as the evil spirit struggled, as if an earthquake had occurred, and the house was buzzing.

It's a pity that the evil spirit's struggle was ineffective. It never expected that it would die so badly. It was swallowed up by a more powerful demon. After eating the evil spirit, the spirit body couldn't help hiccupping, "Hi~. "

At this time, the black pattern on the face of the priest wearing a white sacrificial robe spread, covering his entire left face. The pattern meandered and grew from his neck to the corner of Harris' eyes. There was a cruel charm, dangerous and charming.

At this moment, the priest didn't look holy at all. He stood indifferently in the room like a seductive evil god, waiting for the powerful spirit body behind him to completely digest the evil spirit.

That's right, the so-called Father Harris is Gu Zheng's identity in this world. In fact, he is just the most ordinary human being and has no ability to exorcise demons.

The only thing that is different from ordinary people is that he is now seven or eighty years old, but his appearance has remained at the age of 80, and has not changed for so many years.

This is a world full of magic, with many magical races, including humans, elves, dragons, demons, gods, undead, vampires, etc. Gu is the most ordinary human being without any special abilities.

The only reason why he can keep his appearance the same is because he made a deal with the devil many years ago. The devil kept Gu Zheng's face forever, and Gu Zheng kept looking for evil spirits for the devil to eat.

It's just that the devil's taste is becoming more and more unsatisfactory. It thinks it has controlled Gu Zheng, and wants to threaten Gu Zheng with immortality to continue working for him.

However, Gu Zheng never paid attention to the devil from the beginning to the end. The reason why he cooperates with the devil is really for the hero Antoni, the most powerful god of light in the world.

The author has something to say:

This is my first time writing Western Fantasy, and I hope you guys don’t dislike it. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask, and I will revise it as soon as possible.