Chapter 99 Ode to Death

Chapter 99 Ode to Death

The sickle disappeared into thin air in front of Shang Nan, and the tattoo on Huai Shan's wrist looked like a piece of red-hot carbon stone.

The earring made of gold was in Huaishan's sleeve, and the emerald hook was glowing in his hand. Huaishan lowered his head to study the thing in his hand, then brought it to Shannan's ear and compared it, and finally stuffed it in.When it was in Shan Nan's hands, "Father, you should take good care of such an important thing."

After holding the earring in Huaishan's hand for so long, he was still cold. "Why is the bishop holding something belonging to the Holy Lord in his hand?" Shonan asked, pretending not to know anything.

"Oh, we have a higher level of bishop, don't you have a priest?" Huaishan put his hat back on, and the upper half of his face was covered under the shadow created by the brim of the hat. When he smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, he didn't look friendly, "I forgotYes, the priest only has beauty."

The wind blew from all directions in the square, and Huai Shan's back looked like an oil painting, using only scarlet paint.He did not explain to Shonan why his hair turned black, and why he could wear red robes. Red is a color that even the archbishop is not qualified to wear. It is a color that only the patriarch can wear, and the same goes for purple gems.A gemstone color that can only be worn by the Patriarch.

Malivi stood worriedly next to the car. He opened the door for Shannan, "Why did you stand there for so long?"

"Pray some prayers for Rafe." Shan Nan thought, and sure enough, except for him, no one else could see Huai Shan at this time.

Malivi leaned against the car window excitedly, "Father is the gift given by the Holy Lord to the Holy Sons. The Holy Lord will forgive all the sins of the Holy Sons, and so will you, Father!"

"The Holy Lord praised the greatness of love. Raf trampled on the Holy Lord's declaration. It was heinous and the crime he committed was unforgivable. He will definitely go to hell, but Father, you are willing to give Raf another chance and give him a chance to go to heaven.May Rafe truly repent of his mistakes.”

Shannan: "...Deacon, get in the car, I'm sleepy."

Santa Maria Cathedral was silent in the dark night, the pendulum hands on the spire moved slowly, and more than hundreds of lamps lit up Santa Maria in a bright and luxurious way.There were deacons in gray robes coming out of the towering arched door together, and there were also believers coming in and out late at night to pray.

The car drove from the road on the side of the cathedral into the chapel that belonged to the priest. The chapel was not as majestic as the cathedral. Two lamps were lit in the courtyard. The bulbs were covered with lily-of-the-valley-shaped glass lampshades, and a few moths circled around.The lightbulbs were flying back and forth.

Arren heard the sound of the car and came out of the gate. He opened the lock of the fence and opened the door to greet the priest, "Father, do you need some midnight snacks?"

"No need," Shannan said, "Why haven't you gone to rest yet?"

"Waiting and being sleepless are the Holy Lord's inspection and test of the Holy Sons." Aren replied.

Shannan patted Aren on the shoulder, "The Holy Master doesn't like the Holy Son with too heavy dark circles under his eyes. Go to sleep. You should be very sleepy."

After Shannan entered the house, Aren couldn't hold it back and yawned. After yawning, he immediately blamed himself in his heart. Malivi came over and Aren asked him, "Deacon Malivi, what should Ian do?"

"After being whipped ten times, he will be sent to the confession room, released after a week and sent back to his home."

"OK."

Several of the priests in the chapel were sent to rest by Shang Nan.

The little black dog I picked up earlier had long fangs, was thin but fierce, and was very wary. It ate voraciously and even bit Aren.

Shan Nan was sitting cross-legged on the carpet in the living room, with a candlestick standing beside his legs. The candlestick was engraved with the suffering Holy Lord. It was written in the Holy Bishop's book that the Holy Lord was drained of blood and died.The rest are all books. The browsing speed of 14 is faster than that of Shangnan. After all, it is not a human being. Shangnan has to read line by line.

[14: There is only one pope in Borachi. Only when you become a patriarch can you be eligible to compete for the pope. However, there is no fairness, because the future new pope will be personally selected by the current pope. In addition to you, there are several others.A clergyman who is favored and valued by the Pope. You are his favorite, but you are the lowest among them.]

[14: You have to go to the palace every month to attend preaching classes, which only the archbishop can participate in.]

[14: Huai Shen is not very popular in the church, but he is supported by many holy sons. Although Borachi is controlled by the church, they still cannot really completely ignore the voices of the people, especially the holy bishop who loves to doSome superficiality.]

[14: The current king is thirty years old, still very young, but I heard that he saw the devil when he was a child, so his brain is different from normal people, and the children he gave birth to are also different from normal people, blind, deaf, lame...]

As the night got deeper and deeper, the phone next to the sofa suddenly rang, piercing the tranquility.

Shang Nan moved over and answered the phone, "Hello."

"Father, I'm sorry to disturb you late at night, but I want to tell you a piece of news that may make you feel very sad. But even though I know you will be sad, I have to tell you because we are now helpless.Only the priest can save us from mediocrity.”

Shang Nan: "...please tell me."

"I am 098077 from the First Block Police Division. Half an hour ago, I patrolled Vihajo Street with my team members. We found a body next to the row of discarded paint buckets..."

After hearing what the other party said, Shannan closed the book and said, "Did you report it to your superior?"

"Not yet, because we feel that only a priest can save this poor man."

"..."

Su Yuan didn't expect that he would see the young priest twice in one day, but the priest didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Father, I'm sorry to bother you."

Su Yuan and 077 led Shang Nan to the room where the corpse was temporarily stored. The deceased was a lady in exquisite and fashionable clothes. She looked to be no more than 14 or 14 years old. She wore a pink woolen sweater and a black woolen skirt, and brown feet.The leather shoes were placed next to the wall, covered with mud. Her clothes were intact, with no signs of damage, and the exposed skin showed no signs of injury.

Shan Nan had some doubts that they called him here because of the need to investigate the case, but he still thought too much of the people of Bo Laqi. 077 said anxiously: "Please hurry up and send her on her last journey!"

Shan Nan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course he respected the beliefs of every religion, but the Holy Bishop was a little too outrageous.

The Holy Bishops have their own Book of the Dead. After Shannan recited a section of it silently, he leaned down and kissed the forehead of the deceased.

The young white-haired priest's eyes were full of sympathy and sorrow, which moved the police present.

After completing a series of priest's tasks, Shannan stood up straight and asked, "Any clues?"

Suyuan was caught off guard by the priest's question. He quickly got into work mode and told the priest everything he knew. The equally young director's expression became serious, "We have contacted the family members of the deceased and they are on their way here.", based on the murder of the victim and the murder method of the criminal, it is very likely that this is another serial murderer."

"The victims of serial murder cases do not have uniform characteristics. They are male and female, fat and thin. The only similarities are the incident of death and the method of committing the crime. The time is usually around 0:30, and the method of committing the crime is to anesthetize the victim.Then, break the cervical vertebrae, cut open the Tianling Cap, maybe with a chainsaw or some unusually hard prop, then hollow out the brain tissue, stuff the Holy Bible into the brain tissue, and finally re-adhere the Tianling Cap back with strong glue."

077 continued Su Yuan's words, "I think this must be the work of the Holy Bishop's enemies. The Holy Lord's sons will never kill their companions."

Shang Nan ignored 077 and looked at Su Yuan, "No surveillance?"

"What is surveillance?"

"...Okay, what do you decide to do?" Shang Nan asked, looking into Su Yuan's eyes.

The priest is too young. He is just a boy, but his eyes are calmer and more peaceful than those of the adult saint. His white pupils are like the holy lake sung by the choir. The white lake water and waves reflect the white clouds and white snow-capped mountains..

Su Yuan looked away unnaturally, the temperature of his cheeks rising uncontrollably, "I decided to start with the daily interpersonal network of these four victims. Serial murderers must not kill for no reason. Let's go upIt was first expected that he would commit another crime on Thursday, but he unexpectedly came two days early."

"Father, I really bother you today. I'll take you home. It's too unsafe at night."

Shannan shook his head, "No, I'll go with the driver."

"Would you like coffee or milk?"

"No, thank you. You go ahead and get busy. I'll leave first. May the Holy Lord bless His sons to solve the case as soon as possible."

Su Yuan and 077 sent Shan Nan off together. The lights of the police department were brightly lit. 077 had never seen the priest before. This was the first time. He looked at the black car disappearing at the end of the road and said, "Director, our priest is really compassionate.Heart and patience, my classmate in the church school told me before that the priest in the third block will never baptize and pray for the Holy Son for free. The fee for asking him to pray is one thousand Boracchi coins, manyEven the Holy Son can’t afford the money, but the priest in our neighborhood didn’t even mention charging a fee.”

"Our priest is different from those people." Su Yuan remembered that the district chief said before that there were many clergymen who were idlers, but their priest was obviously not the same.

After Su Yuan finished speaking, he was startled, and then he repented in his heart for his sins of words. How could he talk about others behind their backs like the district chief? The district chief was willing to degenerate, but he swore to serve the Holy Lord for life.

Two hours ago, the fluttering red robe moved from the central square of the first block to the Ferris wheel of the amusement park that Weihaqiao had just completed. He carried the sickle on his back, and his long hair was wrapped around the handle. He lowered his eyes and looked at the ferris wheel.Staring expressionlessly at the rows of paint buckets was the unconscious victim - her head had been cut open.

But even if there is no incision, Huai Shan will not interfere.

Death is the highest glory. Death will not save anyone, and the Holy Lord will not have mercy on any of his sons.

The brain tissue that was taken out was put completely into a black plastic bag and taken away. The blood on the woman's face was wiped clean and she lay peacefully on the ground.

The white mist-like soul squatting next to the corpse hugged its head and cried.

A blade tip emerged from the dark wall behind her. Before she could recover, the blade drew a smooth arc in the air. The alley returned to silence. The body was still lying there, but the soul next to it was nowhere to be found.

The next day, at seven o'clock, Shang Nan and the nearby residents made a morning sermon. He was so sleepy, but he still had to recite the morning speech in a mellow and passionate manner. The hour lasted, and Shang Nan felt as if half a lifetime had passed.

Malivey below looked at his priest with admiration and admiration, his expression unchanged from the beginning to the end.

After the morning prayer, Maliwei sent everyone out of the chapel. When he came back, he was followed by Shi Sen from the barber shop - Shi Sen specializes in hair care and trimming for Shang Nan. He is the most skilled barber in their barber shop., he began working as an apprentice in a barber shop at the age of thirteen.He is still very young and will be ten years old.

He was tall, twice as strong as Malivi, and the heavy work box was like a child's toy in his hands.

"Father, long time no see, Shi Sen greets you." Shi Sen has a bald head and a polished scalp. He is wearing a black shirt and trousers. It can be seen that they are specially ironed fabrics. His eyes are not looking around, and he is talking to him.The hand holding the scissors is just as steady.

Shang Nan untied his work robe, stretched out, and lay down on the lounge chair in the shampoo room. After he lay down, the ends of his hair almost touched the ground.

The priest looked much younger after taking off his solemn black robe.

While washing her hair, Shang Nan held up a stack of letters in her hand and read them one by one. There are phones in this world, but many people still love handwritten letters to show respect and attention.

Ishimori lowered his head and gently scrubbed the priest's hair. He kept his head lowered until he knew the letter the priest was browsing.

The letters came from all over Santa Valia, and most of them were from people who wanted to invite Shannan to host weddings or birthday banquets for them. There were also some letters from the saints who were in a period of confusion to express their worries, and some of them were highlighted by Maliwei.There were letters from the palace, one from the princess and one from the pope.

The princess is sixteen years old this year. She said that she misses the priest very much. She hopes that the sermon next month will come soon. She will only feel happy when she sees the priest.

The Pope was concerned about his health and told him not to conflict with Huai Shan. He said that the Holy Master had nothing to do with Huai Shan. Other than that, he didn't say anything important.

Shi Sen was gently massaging the acupuncture points on Shang Nan's head, and he suddenly asked: "Father, I would like to invite you to come to my house in a few days to make a holy proclamation."

Shang Nan put down the letter and raised his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"It's the anniversary of my sister's death ten years ago." Shi Sen's tone was very gentle when he talked about his sister, a gentleness that didn't match his appearance.

Shan Nan agreed, "Okay, tell Deacon Malivi the specific time then, and I will be there on time."

Shi Sen's eyes were full of gratitude, "Father, thank you."

Shan Nan smiled and said, "It takes a little effort."

The priest's hair was too long, and it was rare white hair. Even a barber like Ishimori washed it very carefully, so it took a long time.

It started at nine in the morning and ended at two in the afternoon. Shan Nan even slept on the chair.

When he woke up, Shi Sen had already left, and all the dazzling sunlight outside the window fell on the living room. The lilies of the valley in the yard were sunburned and hung their heads listlessly. The little black dog lay under the table, baring its teeth and making low noises from time to time.Roar, the hair all over my body is about to stand up.

Shang Nan's sleepiness was about to disappear, and he turned to look in the direction where the little black dog was staring - Huai Shan had an ice cream in his hand. When he saw Shang Nan looking over, he waved, "Father, good afternoon."

Huaishan looked nothing like a clergyman. No matter what they looked like on the inside, other clergymen looked very serious and serious on the surface. They would wear formal work clothes no matter where they went.

But not Huaishan. Huaishan rarely wears work clothes. Today he is wearing a black sweatshirt, which is almost integrated with the tattoo on his neck. His short dark red hair shines under the sun's beams. He leans lazily.On the sofa, there was no trace of the bloodthirsty or excitement he had when holding the scythe last night on his face.

"What do you do for a bishop?" Shang Nan licked his dry lips.

Huai Shan saw that he was thirsty and handed over his half-eaten ice cream, "Father, do you want to eat?"

Shang Nan: "..."

Huaishan: "Children are greedy. I understand. Eat it. Eat it. I'm being generous."

Malivey screamed in his heart how could the bishop be so rude to his great priest, but he did not dare to show it, so he could only rush to pour a glass of water and put it in front of Shan Nan, "Father, please drink some water."

The teasing smile on Huaishan's face turned into a sneer. He glanced at Maliwei, withdrew his hand and continued to lick the ice cream.

"Deacon, go prepare lunch. I haven't eaten yet. I heard that the food at the priest's side is the richest and freshest. I want to try it too." Huaishan sent Malivi away, and Malivi did not dare to disobey him.

Only Shang Nan and Huai Shan were left in the huge living room. Behind Huai Shan was a black table and a huge portrait of the Holy Lord, but Shang Nan had a hard time connecting the sad look of the Holy Lord in the portrait with the guy licking ice cream in front of him.Come together.

"Bishop, you have been interacting with me more frequently recently than before." Shang Nan took a sip of water. He was a little curious about Huai Shan's motives. He should have taken the initiative to approach Huai Shan.

"I didn't know you were so interesting before I met you." Huaishan stuffed the last part of the ice cream into his mouth, "Who on earth let a kid whose hands are shaking even with a knife become a priest?"

Shang Nan: "..."

Huai Shanxuan must be a bit of a mean-mouthed person.

[14:Ah, no, my priest.]

Huaishan took out a few tissues and wiped his fingers clean, stood up, walked to the window, and fiddled with the tassel hanging on the curtain. After a long time, he said: "Father, you are clean, it is best not to dye it."Put on blood, once you taste blood, you are no longer you."

Shang Nan sat on the sofa and did not move, "So the bishop had no intention of me executing him last night."

"Yes, the Holy Lord will not let his children be stained with blood." Huai Shan smiled, turned around, passed directly by where Shang Nan was sitting, and said happily, "Let's go, take a look at yourThe kitchen made something good.”

The little black dog hiding under the table barked at Huaishan's back.

Huaishan, who had already left, suddenly came back after hearing its barking. He stood at the door and barked at the little black dog. The little black dog immediately whimpered twice and curled back.

"Father, come with us. If you don't eat well, you may not grow taller." He didn't seem to care at all whether Shannan saw his red eyes that appeared and disappeared instantly.

The God of Death is too stubborn, and the God of Death doesn't care about his sons.

Shan Nan's fingertips felt a little cold. He couldn't be sure about Huai Shan. He felt that Huai Shan might kill him.

[14: It is unlikely. The God of Death is only responsible for harvesting souls and will not do it himself. But if you die, you should be able to experience the feeling of being harvested by a scythe.]

"Forget it, I don't want to experience the feeling of being harvested by a scythe."

The kitchen quickly prepared lunch, and Shannan was not surprised at the speed of their meals, because the chefs in the kitchen paid attention to speed when cooking, and they felt that the purpose of eating was to satisfy their stomachs, not to satisfy their appetites, **neverNot to be satisfied, the Son will always remain awake.

That's why they make the food so unpalatable. Whether it's chicken, duck, fish, deer, sheep, or pig, it's simply a waste of natural resources.

The holy bishop made it a point to eat food separately, even if it was a family, even if they shared the same table.

Knowing that the bishop would also have a meal together, the deacons prepared the lunch with more care - they placed a small flower carved from a carrot on top of the unpalatable food.

Many clergy in the church like to eat raw food, including Gurney and Huai Shen.

The food on the porcelain plates in front of Huaishan was completely different from the food on Shannan. They were all bloody.

Shannan couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his hand and called Aren, "Aren, give me some black pepper and salt."

There was sadness on Aren's face, "Father, are you dissatisfied with the lunch I prepared?"

He had an "I really deserve to die" expression on his face, which made Shannan take a deep breath, slowly put his hands on the table, and grabbed the tableware again, "No, you did a good job, it's delicious, go on down."

There was only the sound of knives and forks clinking from time to time in the restaurant. Huai Shan liked to eat big mouthfuls of food. The raw meat cut with a special knife was dripping with red liquid. The volume could fill Huai Shan's mouth in one mouthful. His expression became more and more delicious as he ate.He was so excited that he didn't even notice that his eyes turned red in the end.

Malivi did not dine with them. Malivi hated and was afraid of Archbishop Huai Shem. He preferred to dine with the deacons.

So there were only Shang Nan and Huai Shan in the restaurant. The curtains blocked most of the light that entered the restaurant. Shang Nan was half covered by shadows and half by sunlight. His hair and face were as white as the first snow and as holy as an angel. And inThe man opposite him...

Huai Shan showed a mouth full of fangs, which were completely different from human teeth. His pupils and lips were bright red. When cutting raw meat, Shang Nan heard the sound of the plate cracking.

Shannan closed his eyes, exhaled, lowered his head and couldn't eat.

[14:I think it's scary, Father, what do you think?]

Shang Nan looked at his right hand, which had already begun to tremble, "You are not talking nonsense."

Huai Shen had a good appetite. He was about to eat all the food in front of him, but left the last small piece of beef. He put down the knife that had been bent by him, replaced it with a fork and forked the piece of beef., his arms crossed the table, and the beef was brought to Shannan's mouth, "Father, please enjoy."

Shang Nan slowly raised his eyes, but did not open his mouth for a long time.

[14: In the Holy Synod, delicious food can only be shared with the people you like the most, and the last bite of food is even more important. They say that the last bite of food is as important as life.]

The beautiful white-haired priest slowly opened his pink lips, revealing a few white teeth, but it was not enough to put the piece of beef in. The soft and cold beef was already against his lips, Huai ShineHis expression was even more excited than before.

Huaishan couldn't wait to push the beef into Shannan's mouth. He was too hard and too fast, and it hit his throat. The priest's eyes turned red immediately, he waved away Huaishan's hand, bent down and almost vomited it out.

Huai Shan left the chair and squatted at Shan Nan's feet. He raised his hand and covered Shan Nan's mouth with his palm. Shan Nan looked at Huai Shan with tears in his eyes and didn't know why.

"Father, wasting food will be severely punished by the Holy Lord."

The priest's tears slowly slid down his cheeks, and the warm tears touched Huaishan's hand.

"Father, please don't cry," Huaixian's scarlet eyes flashed. He stood up suddenly, pinched open Shannan's mouth, put his index and middle fingers together and put them into Shannan's mouth. His fingers were very long and cold.He flexibly searched around Shannan's mouth, took out the piece of raw beef that he hadn't had time to swallow, and then threw it into his own mouth, "But we can't waste it."