Thousands of sparks

Chapter 28 Hadith
The black smoke rising from the manor can also be seen in Upper Albyn, a dozen miles away.Many pedestrians who were walking on the road stopped, looked at the black smoke in the distance, and looked confused.

It is not known whether this was an accident, or whether the newly built factory was firing its boilers for the first time.

After returning to the industrial area, Rosen and the other boys were exhausted and had no energy left.The few of them supported their bodies, and finally locked the rifle and bullets in their hands back into the gun cabinet, and then they fell asleep on the bed without even taking a shower.

There is also Dusand who has similar experience with them.After getting off the airship, Dusand always felt as if he was stepping on a ball of cotton under his feet.After finally entering the room with a drunken fist, Dusande didn't immediately answer Duchamp and Androni's inquiry—he first knocked open the bathroom door with his shoulder, then rushed to the toilet, and spit out without hesitation. All the inventory in my stomach.

Dusande hadn't eaten anything since morning, and what he vomited up now was basically stomach acid mixed with black tea.After vomiting for a long time, Du Sande felt even more uncomfortable, washed his face with cold water, and then walked out of the bathroom.

"What did you see?" Duchamp asked worriedly, "What did Bourne take you to do?"

Dusand's current state is a bit like a recruit who has just served, seeing the corpse of the star thief floating outside through the porthole for the first time.Their vomit will make the air on the entire ship foul and smelly-this will affect the combat effectiveness of the entire ship, and even force the ship to jump back to the port early for repairs and maintenance.

"I'm a little seasick." Dusand didn't even dare to shake his head. He sat down on the sofa, then raised his head and told his experience, "It's the first time I know that an airship can shake like this."

"Under normal circumstances, the airship would not operate like this." As a veteran navy, Dushan immediately noticed something was wrong, "After the airship stopped, it lost power, and it was difficult to maintain a stable course... Their boats should be equipped with high-pressure gas storage equipment, so that they can float for a long time and keep the bow pointing unchanged."

Androni put her arms around the ashen-faced Dusande and asked her husband, "Is this special equipment?"

"Yes." Duchamp nodded, "Using this kind of thing can avoid leaving the condensed cloud of the steam engine in the air, and there is no noise. It can maintain the suspension quietly... It should be very useful for monitoring the target."

"So, where did you go today?" Androni looked at Dusand and asked, "Honey, can you recognize that place?"

Dusand's livid face looked a little better, he shook his head and said, "It's a place I haven't seen before, on the southwest side of Upper Albin, about two quarters of an hour after the airship took off, the propeller stopped. Sended."

The location was given very vaguely, but Androni seemed to realize where it was right away, "Did you see a white building? There is a golden spire on the top of the building."

"There seems to be a golden building, but I can't see if it's a white building." Dusande replied, "Where is that place?"

"It's Harold's manor." Androni returned to her seat and let out a long breath.

"We'll be home in a little while," she said with a smile to her husband and children.

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Under the gaze of the double-headed eagle in the hall of the Heraldry Management Office, Duchamp, as the head of the family, signed his name on the document.

"Thank you and your family for your cooperation in our work." Byrne used a very insincere tone and completed the "thank you" stipulated in the departmental process.He put away the document with Duchamp's signature, and said to this former subordinate who was a head and a half taller than himself, "Don't come here again."

"I didn't come here on my own initiative this time, Chief Bourne." Dushan said in a muffled voice, "When I received a letter in the duty room asking me to go home immediately, I thought something serious had happened."

"The staff of the Coat of Arms Management Office are very professional." Androni smiled and came over to smooth things over, "Thank you, Mr. Bourne."

The atmosphere at the scene eased a little, and Bourne put on a smiling face again.He touched Du Sande's head and said, "If you still want to play in the airship in the future, you can come here to find me directly."

This is of course a childish remark, and Du Sande also showed a embarrassed expression very much, "It's okay to come to you for a cup of black tea, but forget about the airship... I'm a little seasick."

The three adults present laughed in a very appropriate way. Although the laughter was a little hypocritical, it was enough to cope with the situation.

After saying a few more non-nutritive words for entertainment, Duchamp and Androni took Dusande away from this magnificent building.

Walking through the square in front of the building and walking all the way outside the tall black iron gate, Morse stood in front of a steam carriage and waited for the arrival of the three.He opened the car door and said to Androni, "Ma'am, should we go home directly, or go to church first?"

"Go to church." Androni said blankly, "When you come out of this kind of place, you should go to church to listen to the preaching."

Dusande wisely kept silent, and decided to find a brazier to step over before entering the workshop.To be honest, Dusande already felt tremendous pressure after staying in the heraldry management office for less than three quarters of an hour.There are postmen in red clothes with cold faces walking around, and from time to time there are some words similar to "low man", "traitor", "arrest of the whole family", "execution", "damn" and "long live your majesty" Suspicious words floated into his ears along the air.

The strange confluence of ruthlessness and cult here made Dusande feel uneasy.What's even more annoying is that the postmen in red occasionally glanced at themselves, Duchamp and Androni.

It was the face of a butcher looking at a piece of meat.It seemed that in their eyes, the family of three would be sent to Olin for execution sooner or later.

This feeling is really annoying.

After the steam carriage drove for a quarter of an hour, a huge building appeared in front of Dusand.

The beige walls, dozens of towering minarets, and many extravagant stained glass made of blown stained plate glass together form the "Saint Saar Cathedral" in front of Dusand.

Unlike other people who came to the church, the carriage that Dusand took drove directly to the small square behind the cathedral.

"Mr. Baron, madam." A bearded priest in a black robe held a censer and greeted Duchamp and Androni who got out of the car, "May the light of the Lord shine on you."

After Dusand got out of the car, he stared at the incense burner for a long time, even the corners of his eyes twitched.

This thing...isn't it really a meteor hammer wielded by a cannibal warrior?

The lower part of the incense burner is an incense burner that looks close to a circle, and a piece of metal mesh is fixed with rough rivets above the round mouth.Surrounding the rivets are four copper-colored metal chains about half a joule long that converge upwards to a handle.

At the same time, there are more than a dozen bells strung on the metal chain—with the movement of the priest, there are bursts of melodious noises.

The Bolas part is easy to understand, but the "Cannibal Horde Warrior" part is even more obvious.

The "nearly circular incense burner" is actually a personal skull.

With Dusand's superficial medical knowledge, it is of course impossible to tell what race this skull belongs to.But there is no doubt that this is part of the human remains.

The skull used as an incense burner is densely inlaid with various jewels and gold, and the bones are also carved with complicated patterns by craftsmen.

The bluish-white smoke curled up from the skull's eyes and the top of the skull, making it look particularly pervasive.

"Mr. Bishop, let's listen to the hadith." Androni lifted her skirt and saluted, and then said to the bearded priest, "Thanks to the protection of the Lord, we have just left the heraldry management office safely."

"Mr. Archbishop already knows about your experience." The bearded bishop drew a circle in front of him with his free hand, "Just go directly to the Hadith Hall."

"Then you are..." Androni asked curiously, "Aren't you going in with us?"

"I have other work." The bearded bishop shook his head and said, "Lord Harold's manor caught fire, and the brave firefighters cleared dozens of remains from the rubble. Pray for the poor."

Androni was a little shocked. She looked back at the expressionless Morse, and then said, "Then I won't delay you. May the light of the Lord shine on those poor people." After finishing speaking, she took Du Sander and Duchamp walked quickly into the church.

"Something is wrong." Duchamp followed behind his wife and said in a low voice, "Set fire to the house, this is not the style of the Heraldry Management Office."

Androni looked straight ahead, her posture was elegant but her steps were slow.She responded, "It is not the usual style of the Heraldry Management Office to let Bourne, who is a human being who prioritizes his own satisfaction over his mission, be the head of the bureau."

Dusande, who has been silent all the time, is concerned about a completely different direction.

The skull I saw just now... What is the origin of it?
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The so-called hadith is a group of children in white robes singing hymns accompanied by music.The lyrics sound rather strange, as if they were the "holy words" left by a certain prophet or saint.

If you don't use your brain, it's not bad to just listen to it as music.But if you listen carefully... the fact that the lyrics of the previous sentence and the lyrics of the next sentence are not next to each other can easily drive people with obsessive-compulsive disorder crazy.

Candles were lit in the dimly lit room, and Dusande sat on a wooden bench, listening to the chorus continue singing.There are only three members of the Dusande family in the entire hadith hall, but there are as many as six to seventy children in the chorus.With the accompanying band, hundreds of people serve three people... This scene is indeed a bit strange.

If you suddenly get up to go to the toilet, will the people on stage stop and wait until you come back from the toilet before continuing to sing?

Tired and hungry, Dusande was tossed by the messy thoughts in his head. When the chorus sang the sixth song, he finally fell asleep sitting upright.

(End of this chapter)