Dang, Dang, Dang.

The next morning, Dawn woke up to a melodious bell.

"is that the bell? It seems to be the other side of Little Stone Village. "

Dawn shook his head and woke up, walked out of the cabin and looked at the smoke curling up in the direction of the little stone village.

In contrast to the unknown Dawn, the villagers of Little Rock are used to the ringing of bells every Sunday. This is the church calling believers to attend the prayer meeting, and believers from several surrounding villages will come early.

The villagers of Little Stone Village walked out of their homes one after another, and at this time, even the laziest idlers in the village would get up and go to the church.

Gradually, more and more people gathered. Fortunately, there is an open space in front of the church, otherwise the small church would have been crushed and collapsed.

When the nine bells struck, Father York came out in a flat black robe.

"under the gaze of the loving God of Light, good morning, devout believers. Today is the time for a week's prayer meeting, and I'm glad you all insisted on coming. "

"Today, before the prayer meeting begins, I would like to make an announcement. At about noon today, the Quartet inspection of the Church of the God of Light will make Lord Sisman come to our church and will bring greetings from the Association of the God of Light. "

As soon as Father York's voice ended, there was a sudden uproar among the people below, each with a look of joy and excitement. The God of Light, which is claimed to be the closest to God. The adults of the Association of the God of Light, those are the spokesmen of God walking in the world.

After the announcement, Father York began to preside over the whole prayer meeting.

Dawn watched Father York's every move in the crowd, with his gentle manner and kind expression. Dawn couldn't believe what a bad guy Father York would be.

The whole prayer meeting lasted about an hour. As usual, when the prayer meeting was over, a large number of believers would disperse. Only a few faithful believers will talk to York about their faith in God or something. But today, knowing that a big shot is coming, a large number of believers are stranded inside and outside the church.

Dawn also took the opportunity to take a stroll around the interior of the church. In fact, the church in Little Stone Village is very small. When walked in, the first thing saw was a hanging clock. Behind the bell is a bishop hall, in which there are two rows of seats and a host table, and there is a confession booth at the corner. Father York was sitting inside, relieving or repenting for believers.

Behind the bishop's hall was the place where Father York lived. Dawn insinuated himself and quietly went in and explored it, but found nothing. Inside the room was a simple bed, tables and chairs, and a bookcase with a pile of religious books. So Dawn left a small hidden door at the window so that the next time he came in, he left the room.

After the exploration was fruitless, Dawn returned to the corner of the bishop's hall and quietly guarded Father York.

Throughout the morning, Father York sat in the confession booth patiently solving all kinds of puzzles for believers.

Father York didn't come out until noon.

Father York looked a little embarrassed at this time, for the quartet had not arrived. After waiting for another hour, Father York finally announced that the Quartet might stay in Laiyan City next door for one more day and let the believers go back first and wait for his further notice.

The hungry believers had to go back, and soon the people inside and outside the church were scattered.

Father York and a few zealous believers left behind cleaned up inside and outside the church, after all, so many people came and went, always bringing a little dust and debris.

Seeing that they had to clean up for a while, Dawn left the church and went to the old farmer for lunch. Of course, the old farmer just came back from the prayer meeting, and because he didn't have time, he didn't make smoked rabbit meat either. Just pick up some food and deal with it. On the way to dinner, the old farmer kept regretting that the big shot did not come.

After lunch, Dawn slipped into the church again, when everyone was scattered and Father York was taking a nap in the backyard.

Dawn gently opened a gap by leaving the secret door in the window to make sure that Father York was resting, so he took the window and walked around the church. At last he stayed on the beam of the bishop's hall, which he had watched when he came this morning. You can not only overlook the bishop's hall, but also see the outside through the hollowed-out windows on the roof, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

I have to say, Dawn has learned a lot through the killer system these days, and if it had been before, even if he wanted to monitor, he could not have found such a good position.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Father York got up. After simply wiping his face, he locked the church door and walked to the village. After a while, as usual, he had a heart-to-heart talk with the uncared for old people in the village and preached the gospel.

Dawn hung far behind, looking at the satisfied smiles of the old people and the happy laughter from time to time. Dawn really felt that his surveillance behavior was really despicable.

It was probably for fear of the sudden arrival of the inspector, so Father York today did not go to the surrounding village. Two hours later, it was a little dark, and after shaking hands with several old people, Father York set off to return to the church.

"Hmm?" Dawn, who had been following, was suddenly stunned for a moment.

Because York quickly wiped his hands after leaving the old man's sight, his face was mild and disgusted, and he muttered a few words.

From Dawn's point of view, Father York's lips could be seen, and it was clearly a curse.

Before Dawn reflected from the scene in front of him, Father York greeted the peasant woman who came to work face-to-face with a gentle greeting, the warm smile was still the same, and there was no sign of disgust.

Dawn touched his nose, and he was not sure whether what he had just seen was an illusion.

In doubt, Don arrived at the church first, and after hiding in the beam of the bishop's hall, Father York opened the door of the church and walked in.

At this time, Father York no longer had a gentle smile on his face, and his expressionless face did not look ferocious until he entered the backyard lodging.

Dawn condescended to get a panoramic view of York's face and hurriedly jumped off the beam and went straight to the backyard.

The light was on in York's room, but strangely enough, Dawn did not see a figure shaking on the window, nor did he hear any sound, just like an empty house.

Dawn gritted his teeth and ventured to open the window through the secret door.

The house is empty. Don froze, and though it was a little dark just now, he swore that York had just entered the room.

Dawn simply opened the window and crept into the room.

The decorations in the room are almost exactly the same as when they came in in the morning.

Is there a secret door? This is Dawn's first idea and the most likely one.

If there is a secret door in this kind of house, it can only be underground. Don leaned over to examine the ground carefully, and finally found traces of movement in the bookcase. And the bottom of the bookcase is not directly in contact with the ground, but wrapped in a layer of iron, obviously to increase the slippery force.

Dawn stood beside the bookcase, and with a little effort, the whole bookcase was pushed away, and a downward ladder appeared in front of him. At this time, Dawn knew that Father York was by no means easy. After all, no one tore down the walls of his own house and dug his own foundation to play in the cellar.

Dawn groped his way down the ladder, which was in the shape of a spiral. After walking dozens of stairs, Dawn vaguely heard crazy laughter and tragic cries. The two voices were mixed and sounded dark in the narrow tunnel.

After going down the stairs, there was a passage, and the sound of crying and laughter became clearer and clearer. Dawn saw a white light at the corner ahead. The sound came from there, too.

Dawn calmed his mind, touched the corner and poked his head out carefully.

Inside is a large space, illuminated by several torches on the wall.

In the middle of the space stood an iron pillar, which was wrapped around a black chain, and at both ends of the chain were two naked little girls, crying and begging for mercy kept coming from their mouths.

At this time, Father York was no longer gentle, but his face was hideous and ugly. He took off his black robe, rolled up his white sleeves and whipped the two little girls with a long whip, laughing madly.

"beg me, beg me again. Ha ha. "

"Please. Stop fighting, whoo, stop fighting. "

"No? Well, do you remember what I told you last night? "

"Ooh, remember. Be good, take good care of, and serve your excellency on patrol. "

"well, Mary, that's a good memory. I'll give you a few more whips in order to reward you. Ha ha. "

"No. Aah! Whoo. "

"struggle. Struggle with all your strength, . "

Fuck, this scum, in vain, he is a good man. Seeing this, Dawn's eyes were about to split and he was about to rush out.

", don't worry, I won't let your delicate skin leave scars." York laughed madly, raised his hand, and two white lights shone on the two little girls, and the white whip marks on their bodies quickly disappeared into the white light.

"look, isn't that all right? then let's start again."

"Don't. Stop fighting. " In the torment of the two little girls, it was obvious that they were about to have a mental breakdown. Healing only treats the body, but not the mind.

Two white lights let Dawn wake up thoroughly, the environment here is bright, unsheltered and unblocked, and the success rate of concealment is too low.

If he goes up like this, he may not be a match for this perverted York. It's all right to put yourself in, but if these two little girls are not rescued, they will have a nervous breakdown.

Dawn now deeply regrets that he did not learn the skills of a crossbow with his old housekeeper, so he learned an unreliable crossbow.

Huh? Dawn turned his head and an idea came to mind.

Dawn looked at the two little girls, clenched his teeth, turned and ran to the stairs, where Dawn deliberately made some noise, and then ran straight up.

"who?"

A not-so-clear voice echoed in the dark channel, and Dawn naturally ignored it. After running out of the dark channel, he quickly moved the bookcase back to its original position. After a quick observation, Dawn thought there was no trace left, so he flashed out of the window again.

After leaving York's room, Dawn dug straight out of the back of the church and rushed to his A Cottage in the Forest. The forest is just south of Little Stone Village, and the round trip is only about ten minutes away.

(PS: for recommendation and collection. This book has been signed by A, please rest assured!