Father Mavie

Chapter 2 The Book of Truth (ask for tickets and collect!!!)
The ashes of the coals in the fireplace give off bursts of residual heat, making the whole room extremely warm, except for an occasional cold wind blowing in from the open window on one side.

"On November 11, Mr. Jacobs donated 1 shillings."

In the hut behind the church, Mavie sat at the table and recorded today's income with a quill pen dipped in ink. Although he didn't have the habit of keeping a diary, keeping accounts was still necessary, which could effectively make him quickly Remember the source and destination of every money.

The notebook is densely filled with dates, names and amounts of money. In October alone, the Church of Truth earned an income of 10 gold pounds, 25 shillings and 3 pence, which is about 11 pounds a year, just touching the middle class. class threshold.

There are four main types of currency in the Kingdom of Windsor. The most expensive is the gold pound. 1 gold pound can be exchanged for 20 silver shillings, 1 shilling can be exchanged for 12 copper pennies, and 1 penny can be exchanged for 4 farxins.

These incomes were earned by Ma Wei through his own labor, and he did not collect a tithe tax from the believers, because he knew that the believers in a church were not only those who were rich, but more of them had meager income, and even had no food to eat. For the poor, mandatory fees will not only damage the reputation of the church, but also make it difficult for the church to gain popular support and quickly gain a foothold in towns.

So after Mavi came to New Rose City, he immediately announced that all the help provided by the church would be free of charge, and he would not take any money.

Not only that, but in the early days of the church, he also paid out of his own pocket to regularly help the poor, opened Sunday schools, and gave free classes to children in New Rose City. At the same time, he also held the essential mass every Friday. Over time, the Church of Truth gradually gained a foothold in New Rose City and took root. From the initial expenditure of burning money, it slowly began to make profits.

"It's been three years." Putting down his pen, Ma Wei looked out of the window and looked at the blue sky, sighing with emotion.

Three years ago, he traveled to this world.

Ma Wei's real name is Ma Wei. As a college student in the Department of Psychology, he chose to become a graduate student in the Department of Philosophy because he discovered that philosophy and psychology are inseparable. If you want to explore human psychology in depth, you must study philosophy.

But when he was about to graduate, he was diagnosed with glioblastoma. In the last year of his life, although he was suffering from the disease, his family's persistence and the greetings from his classmates and friends made him He felt that he was actually very lucky, at least much better than those poor people who were abandoned.

At the last moment of his life, he chose to close his eyes and greet death peacefully, but
The crisp sound of the gavel woke him up.

Ma Wei, who inherited the memory of the original body, also knows the ins and outs of the matter.

Mavi Enders, the deputy commander of the St. Martial Fleet, through the privateer certificate issued by King Rhodes IV of Windsor, specializes in robbing the ships of the Popang Kingdom and amassing wealth crazily. Their fleet can be said to be invincible. Pang Kingdom's northern territorial waters went to the south, and then came back, making a lot of money, and even the waterline of the hull sank by one meter.

Everything was going smoothly at first, but when Mavi searched the memory of the original body, he found that
They angered the Bourbon royal family, and led Bourbon King Ivan XIV to unite several other allies to organize a huge fleet with hundreds of ships to ambush them in the Pereia Strait, which must pass through the return to the Kingdom of Windsor. The real reason seems to be Because they robbed a church 'merchant ship'.

The original ship's logbook recorded the following passage:

"On October 10st, we encountered a storm during our voyage. After the storm subsided, a merchant ship bearing the banner of the God of Wisdom passed by us. We were stupid, and they were also stupid."

"On October 10, after a day and a night of pursuit, we successfully intercepted that merchant ship. No, it was definitely not a merchant ship. They had the most experienced sailors and experienced captains. After inspection, we found gold in the cabin. !Countless amounts of gold! My God, they must have found a treasure somewhere!"

"On October 10th, when we were counting the loot, we found a stone tablet among the gold, which recorded obscure ancient texts. If the ship's bishop of the Wisdom God Sect hadn't vomited blood and died last night, we might be able to decipher a piece of it." two."

The following diaries are all gossip, not nutritious, only the last diary said something useful.

"On October 10th, we were surrounded by three times as many enemies as we were, and blocked the entrance to the strait. During the naval battle, Captain Crowley was shot and fell into the sea. The privateer certificate was on him. If there is no certificate, maybe...we Couldn't go home before New Years."

There is only one privateer certificate issued by the Windsor royal family, which is carried by the commander-in-chief. Without the privateer certificate, the successor commander Mavi Enders will not be able to prove that the St. Martial fleet is a legal "fleet of justice". After being caught, the Bourbon Royal Court declared the crime of piracy of the St. Matil fleet as quickly as possible, and they were to be hanged alive on the gallows on the banks of the Rhine.

The executioner even viciously made people put on short ropes to let 138 fleet members, including Mavi Enders, die in pain.

Fortunately, the result turned around. One minute before the execution, the commander-in-chief Toure Crowley, who was shot and fell into the sea, miraculously appeared on the execution ground, and took out the picture soaked in seawater but vaguely recognizable. He did not abandon his crew, this smart and brave move successfully saved Mavie Enders and others.

After all, the executioner himself knew that if he did not terminate the execution, he would be the one who would be held accountable for the Bourbon royal family.

Afterwards, Mavi Enders returned to the Kingdom of Windsor with the other crew members. Although King Rhodes IV didn't look good on them because he didn't bring back gold and silver treasures, he was forced by the heroic actions of the St. Martial fleet in the naval battle. Even so, the King praised them 'generously', awarding them the Royal Badge of Honor.

It didn't take long for him to hear that the Kingdom of Windsor had signed a declaration of naval warfare with the Kingdom of Popang and several other major maritime powers, abolishing the privateer system forever.

Ma Wei, who has no father, no mother, no relatives, and does not want to live a hard life at sea, refused to continue to serve in the Royal Navy. When he found out that this is a world of religious freedom and churches, he took the accumulated wealth, Say goodbye to Commander Toure Crowley, and come to New Rose City alone to establish the Church of Truth.

After recalling the details of the past three years, Ma Wei walked to the basin, stared at the face in the reflection, and laughed at himself after a while: "I didn't expect to change my body and become handsome."

Young and handsome priest—that's what the women of New Rose said of him.

Very pertinent.

Ok.

After washing his face, Ma Wei took out his pocket watch to check the time, and found that it was close to three o'clock in the afternoon, so he quickly picked up the calf-length black coat made of pure wool hanging on the shelf, and put it on a coat named Dallas Put on a bowler hat outside the priest's robe, and the standard winter outing match is complete.

Fiddled with the red five-pointed star necklace on his chest casually, Ma Wei returned to the church, and said to the two cats, one orange and one black:
"Fat orange and little black, I'll go to the market, and I'll leave the housekeeping to you."

"Meow~"

Xiao Hei sat obediently at the door, watching the passers-by outside the door, as if anyone who dared to enter the church to steal something would first imprint its sharp claws on your face.

Fat Orange is different. It exhales through its nose, flicks its tail under the window sill, and doesn't even bother to lift its eyelids. It seems to be responding or snoring. It's cold like a woman who doesn't love you .

A woman with balls.

Two cats, one orange and one black, are stray cats adopted by Ma Wei. Fat Ju was not so fat back then. When Ma Wei met it for the first time, it was covered in scars and emaciated, lying in the alley next to the church Licking the wound, seeing it pitiful, Ma Wei wanted to feed it something to eat, but Fat Ju didn't even look at the food he gave him, until Ma Wei started preparing dinner, it rushed out from the corner and ate it. Run away from the raw meat on the table.

Don't take anything from alms, this is the experience Ma Wei and Fat Ju have gained from getting along with each other for three years.

As for Xiao Hei, it was not discovered by Ma Wei, but a kitten less than two months old brought back by Fat Jue one night two years ago. Ma Wei was surprised to find that Fat Jue would Distribute the food he grabbed to Xiao Hei. Since then, Fat Ju has gained a little boy, Xiao He has gained a reliable fat brother, and Ma Wei has gained two more cats. promote.

In this era of few entertainment activities, playing cats seems to be one of the few joys.

The church is located at the end of Kerr Street, which belongs to the southern city area where a large number of working classes live, and is only one street away from the city center where the gentry and jazz live.

In order to settle down here, Ma Wei spent a lot of money. It cost him 2500 gold pounds to buy this abandoned church and repair it, and his net worth immediately shrank by half.

But Mavi didn't regret his decision. He calculated that renting a church of the same size in New Rose City would cost at least 10 gold pounds per week. In conversion, the annual rent alone would cost almost 500 gold pounds. Yes, a one-time purchase costs less money by comparison.

More importantly, the city of New Ross is located at the junction of the Barrow River and the Knoll River, extending in all directions. Only because of the Great Famine nine years ago, the land was sparsely populated and housing prices plummeted. However, as time went by, the total population There will be a day when prosperity is restored, and house prices that have plummeted can also rise back.

Facts have proved that Mavi's idea is correct. With the completion of the railway, New Ross City, which is flat and has the advantages of river and land transportation, has suddenly become a hot southern city. While it is prosperous and prosperous, housing prices are also changing rapidly.

Nowadays, 2500 pounds cannot buy such a large church.

Standing on the side of the street, Ma Wei took out a whistle, put it to his mouth and blew it twice.

The sharp whistle drifted into the distance with the cold wind, and after a while, a Hansam two-wheeled carriage was driven by the driver and stopped in front of him. The driver in a gray windbreaker sat high at the rear of the carriage, with one hand in his hand. Holding the whip and reins, he raised the brim of his hat with one hand: "Father, is this the carriage you called?"

"To Bill's Bazaar," said Marvie, getting into the car.

Bill Bazaar is at the southernmost part of Silla City, where a large number of poor workers gather, also known as the so-called poor area, where fish and dragons are mixed, thieves and robbers are synonymous there, and it is a far cry from the Ross Avenue commercial center with patrolling police and luxurious decoration. No, rich people don't go to that kind of place at all, but Mavi feels that not only is the price cheaper than Ross Avenue, but it can always surprise him.

"Today I need to buy olive oil, a little salt, rosemary, beef, onions, tomatoes, and fresh fish. By the way, I have to send some bread to the orphanage."

On the slightly swaying carriage, Mavie was reading the book in his hand under the sunshine. He maintained the operation of the church all by himself. He was very busy every day, and he rarely had time to cook. He often spent time with Mrs. Cecil, who also lived alone next door. The family enjoys three meals, for which he will pay 10 shillings a week for food expenses. As for Mrs. Cecil, she is a very kind and kind woman, and she is also very good at cooking, but...
From Mavi's point of view, the three meals a day in the Kingdom of Windsor are no different from dark cuisine. They are edible, but they are not delicious.

This is no longer a category of good or bad cooking.

So sometimes, Ma Wei would choose a time that was not very busy, cook for himself, and cook a small stove for himself.

Hansam's two-wheeled carriage was driving on the dirt road without rush or slowness. The coachman standing behind the carriage hummed a farm tune with gusto, skillfully maneuvered the carriage to avoid pedestrians crossing the road, and only drove sideways. When he passed the Clarence carriage, he would stop humming, cast a sidelong glance at the other party, and curse a fool in a very small voice.

Ma Wei has long been accustomed to this. Although the two-wheeled carriage and the four-wheeled carriage are not enemies, the relationship between the two is far from harmonious. The former thinks that the four-wheeled carriage is noisy, dark and uncomfortable. would choose it, and the latter thought that a carriage was a fool lying in the cold and eating ashes, with no elegance at all.

Maybe both are right, or maybe neither are.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, in the rare sunlight, Hansam's two-wheeled carriage arrived at the southernmost Biel Bazaar, and slowly stopped at the intersection of the street. The driver jumped out of the back compartment and opened the door for Ma Wei himself: " Father, the fare is ninepence."

The starting price for a two-wheeled carriage is 6 pence, which is the same price within a three-kilometer range. After three kilometers, it is calculated at a price of 3 pence per kilometer. A four-wheeled carriage is twice as expensive as it is. same price.

Ma Wei took out his wallet, took out 9 copper-colored coins engraved with Rhodes IV like shillings, and handed them to the coachman.

"I wish you all the best."

After confirming that the number was correct, the coachman carefully put the coins into the inside of his coat, quickly climbed into the back compartment, raised his hat to salute Ma Wei, turned the car around, and left quickly.

He didn't expect to be able to attract customers at Bill's Bazaar. There were not many people who could afford a carriage in the poor area, and the vicinity of Ross Avenue was a good place to attract customers.

The air was mixed with soot and a weird smell, the ground was wet, and in a dark and damp alley not far away, a group of idle men in ill-fitting fleece jackets were staring at Ma Wei intently.

But after a few glances, they chose to look away and let this expensively dressed 'fat sheep' go.

Because a few children who were dressed similarly to them, looked 12 or 3 years old, and had dirty faces, ran up to Ma Wei.

"Father!"

The leader is a young man with freckles, named Maimaiti, who grew up in an orphanage and went out to work at the age of 9. Perhaps because he didn’t get much exposure to the sun, his face looked a little pale and his body was thin like A hemp stalk, only a pair of gray eyes shining brightly.

Behind him, there are two men and a woman, all of the same age as Maimaiti.

"Mamaiti, Amo, Frederick, Sarah." Ma Wei read out their names and said with a smile, "Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Father!" Maimaiti said in unison.

"Didn't you go to work in a garment factory?"

Ma Wei asked suspiciously: "Without you sweeping the fluff and filling the coils, those huge hand spinning machines would not be able to operate normally."

"The new loom bought by Mr. Albert has arrived. It will take half a day to install and debug. All the workers are on vacation!"

Sarah, a girl with a ponytail, replied: "There is no one in need of help at the orphanage, so Maimaiti suggested that we come to the market."

"Sarah!"

Under Maimaiti's loud scolding, Sara shrank her neck and stopped her mouth in time.

In fact, she doesn't need to say, Ma Wei also knows what Maimaiti and the four went to the market to do.

Most of the children in the orphanage are unable to work and are waiting to be adopted. It is not easy to feed so many people, so older children like Maimaiti need to go out to work to earn extra money.

Although Albert Howson was a conscientious boss, his factory was only a small workshop, and he could only pay these handyman children 8 shillings a week, or 1 pound 12 shillings a month. And most of the wages have to be handed over to the mothers of the orphanage, so the four Maimaiti will take advantage of the rest time to go to the crowded market and do some petty theft.

Of course Ma Wei knew it was wrong to steal things, and Maimaiti and the others knew it too, but so what?

To speak morally to the hungry is itself immoral.

"You came just fine."

Marvie said, "You helped me clean the church last time, so this time I'm going to treat you to something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Sarah's eyes lit up. "Bread with lots and lots of sweet butter!"

"Okay, let's go."

Holding Sarah's little hand, Ma Wei led Maimaiti and the others through the noisy market to Mrs. Mel's bakery.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted with a strong aroma of wheat.

"welcome."

Mrs. Meier, who was busy behind the counter, heard the bell ringing at the door, immediately put down the dough she was kneading, took off the sleeves covered with wheat flour, opened the curtain, and walked out from the back room.

"Father Marvie, you are here again."

Seeing the person coming, Mrs. Mel smiled even wider, and even the creases at the corners of her eyes deepened a bit.

As a regular customer, Mavie would come to the bakery every week to buy a large amount of bread and butter, most of which would be entrusted to her to send to the orphanage. The price is also very cheap.

People in the South End grew up on Mrs. Mel's bread--there was a saying in Beale Street.

"120 pounds of wheat bread, 24 pounds of butter, as before."

Wheat bread, as the name suggests, is just wheat bread, made entirely of wheat flour, and costs 1p per pound.

In addition to wheat bread, Mrs. Mel's bakery also has a kind of wheat bread mixed with bran. It also has another name: black bread.

The bread, which has a tough crust and a dry, hard-to-eat inside, costs a third less than regular wheat bread at 1p a pound.

but
If the eaters were adults, Mavi would definitely choose the cheaper black bread, but most of the orphanages were young children, and the black bread was too difficult for them to swallow.

"A total of 2.4 gold pounds." Mrs. Meier immediately said the price.

The original price of 1 pound of butter was 10p, but for Mavi's sake, Mrs. Mel was 1p cheaper.

"Get me three more pounds of sweet butter."

Mavie smiled, and counted two gold-plated coins and eleven silver shillings from the wallet and put them on the table: "I promise to treat them to bread with lots and lots of sweet butter."

"understood."

Mrs. Mel smiled knowingly, turned around and walked into the back room. Within half a minute, she came back with a plate of milk toast spread with thick butter.

She handed the plate of toast to Maimaiti, and said with a smile, "I'll invite you to eat bread too. It's still hot, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Great!"

Sara cheered, and the three of them impatiently picked up a piece of toast and took a big bite.

"Thank you, Mrs. Mel." Marvie took off his hat and put it on his chest.

"Thank you too, Father." Madam Mel put her palms on her chest without wearing a hat, nodded and said, "Truth comes first."

"Truth reigns supreme."

"What is truth?"

"Truth is the light of the avenue that can hide all false lies and hypocritical rhetoric. It exists in our hearts, and it is the unavoidable pity we see when we see suffering. Under the side street lights, flying insects longing for the light."

"People are confused because they have not discovered the light of truth, and for people who are at a loss and have no direction, Yunia, the goddess of truth, can always break through the fog and guide them on the way forward."

At night, Ma Wei crouched in front of the table and wrote the "Book of Truth" at the desk by the kerosene lamp lit at the corner of the table. This is the foundation of the thoughts conveyed by the church.

Three years ago, the "Book of Truth" was still in its infancy, but during these three years, Ma Wei gradually perfected and filled it. Today, the "Book of Truth" has hundreds of pages.

It contains not only Ma Wei's insights and comments on the truth, but also stories he carefully compiled.

"Meow~"

At some point, Xiao Hei jumped onto the table and lay on his back in front of Ma Wei, his four furry paws swung along with the quill, unable to stop no matter what.

At this time, Ma Wei would stop writing, pick up Xiao Hei, and use a wet cloth prepared in advance to rub it hard on its back a few times.
In the next hour, Ma Wei will only see the back of Xiao Hei busy licking his fur.

In terms of being a human being, he has too much experience.

After finishing the "Book of Truth", he took out the carving knife again, took out a wooden statue from the drawer, and began to carve slowly.

Ma Wei originally planned to carve some small statues of Goddess Junia and give them to the believers, but due to lack of skills, he only completed this statue this year.

"Hey, I feel ashamed to send it out in this way, so let's prepare holy water."

Half an hour later, Ma Wei looked at his results with an indescribable expression.

The palm-sized wooden god statue has nothing to see except the head, but it is my own hard work after all, so it would be a pity to lose it.

Shaking his head, Ma Wei covered the statue with a white cloth, put it in the drawer together with the quill and the ink bottle, then went to the first floor, got a pot of water in the bathroom, and heated it on the coal stove in the kitchen.

Gumbling.
The water boiled quickly, and when the lid of the pot was lifted, translucent heat billowed up. Ma Wei hurriedly plucked a few leaves from the potted mint plants planted on the window sill and threw them into the pot. The pot of refreshing holy water is ready.

As one of his daily homework, Mavi enjoys the process of making holy water, because he can drink a cup of black tea after the water is boiled.

That is the taste of home.

squeak
Just when Ma Wei closed his eyes and savored the fragrance of black tea, the kitchen door suddenly opened. There was no one at the door, and it was quiet in the darkness, not a single sound could be heard.

"Meow!"

Ma Wei felt something tugging at his trousers. He picked up the kerosene lamp and looked under the table, and found that Xiao Hei and Fat Ju were standing at his feet, biting his trousers and tugging them hard. His voice was full of anxiety. .

"What happened to you?"

Facing the uncharacteristically two cats, Ma Wei was very puzzled. He bent down and hugged Xiao Hei, and Fat Ju began to bite his trousers. In the end, he had nothing to do, so he just hugged the two together.

"Xiao Hei, are you... shaking?"

Holding Xiao Hei in his arms, Ma Wei realized that its body was trembling unceasingly, as if it had been greatly frightened, its eyes were wide open, and its hair was blown out.

Nothing like this had ever happened before.

Fat Orange is quite calm.

Ear-piercing cries came from outside the house, Ma Wei turned his head to look, and saw that the kitchen window sill was covered with crows, and their dark eyes were dripping red blood.

Ma Wei took a step back in shock and bumped into the table. The pain from his waist made him tremble violently. He didn't know what happened, but the tingling sensation in his scalp told him.
It's never a good thing.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound under your feet, the ground began to surge, the house shook from side to side, dust fell from the roof, and the kitchen utensils in the cupboard jingled, like a ship caught in a storm in the middle of the night, the whole world began to shake .

earthquake!

Ma Wei's complexion changed, and without thinking, he rushed towards the window with the fat orange and little black in his arms. Years of experience in sailing on the sea gave him a little bit of strength to fight against emergencies like earthquakes. Taking the steps of Captain Jack, he jumped forward, pushed away the crows with his back, and jumped out of the window.

The kitchen is on the first floor, and the window edge is no more than one meter above the ground. As long as there are no obstacles, this height will basically not cause any harm.

Ma Wei fell to the ground on his back and rolled to relieve his strength, but he just stood up, before he recovered from his dizziness, he saw a frightened horse dragging the carriage and bumping into it.

In the nick of time, he dodged to dodge, narrowly avoiding the mad horse, and only after confirming that there was no other danger, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Oddly enough, the quake seemed to last less than half a minute, and it was over as soon as Mavi jumped out of the window.

After a brief silence, many people poured out of the surrounding houses, wearing only flannel pajamas, with disheveled hair, looking undecided.

"Father!"

Hearing the call from behind, Marvie turned around and saw Mrs. Cecil who lived next door was running towards him barefoot without even shoes on, and said with a pale face, "What happened just now?" ?”

"It must have been an earthquake."

Ma Wei looked up at the sky, there were no stars, no moon, the sky was covered by thick dark clouds, and darkness enveloped the entire city of New Ross, only the gas lamp standing on the street brought a ray of light and warmth.

Ma Wei had never seen such a vision of heaven and earth before, and when he thought of the bloody black crow that appeared on the window sill, he felt a little flustered.

"Mrs. Cecil, please call your neighbors. If it was an earthquake, there might be aftershocks."

"I see."

Although Mrs. Cecil didn't quite understand what aftershocks were, she could roughly guess from the solemn expression on the priest's face that the aftershocks must be terrible.

At the call of Mrs. Cecil, the window knocker who lived on the corner took a slender bamboo pole and knocked on the windows from house to house, and did not stop until all the neighbors were woken up.

Dozens of people gathered at the door of the church, shivering shivering by wrapping their bodies in thick wool felt to keep out the cold wind.

"Father, when can we go home?" Someone asked tremblingly.

"Wait another hour."

Ma Wei took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "The aftershock may occur within an hour, a day, a week or even a month after the earthquake, or it may not appear at all. I don't know the exact time, but it's always right to wait a while .”

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, the aftershock did not occur, even the oppressive dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the bright moonlight shone on the earth again like a silver veil, seeing this scene.
Ma Wei's hanging heart was finally relieved.

"Mrs. Cecil, please go to my kitchen and make some ginger tea to warm everyone up."

After finishing speaking, Ma Wei turned and looked at the neighbors gathered together, most of them were believers of the Church of Truth:
"Everyone, the crisis is temporarily lifted."

Surprised smiles appeared on the faces of the believers, but Mavi's next sentence made them worry again.

"After returning home, you must carefully inspect the house, especially the beams and walls. If there are cracks, they must be repaired as soon as possible, otherwise there is a possibility of collapse at any time."

"Will it collapse?" Someone asked weakly.

Ma Wei frowned: "You should consider the consequences of the collapse of the house instead of taking chances."

"As for the repair fee, you don't have to worry. As stated in the Book of Truth, the kind Goddess Junia will protect her believers from the wind and rain. As long as the report is true, the Church of Truth is willing to bear all the repair costs. "

Ma Wei firmly believes that only words with actual actions are reliable.

If you want to develop the church, you can't just rely on verbal checks, especially in this era when major religions are rampant. If you want to stand out, you must pay a price.

Those who are altruistic will get what they want, and they will get what they want.

Only those short-sighted people will be entangled in the gains and losses of short-term interests.

The aftermath work was busy until 1:[-] in the morning. Ma Wei dragged his tired body back home and fell asleep. The fat orange and little black nestled next to his pillow, curled up their paws, and closed their eyes.

2 points in the early hours.

Da da da. Da da da.
In a daze, Ma Wei was woken up. He vaguely heard the sound of running in the corridor, very soft, running to the left for a while, and running back for a while, as if he was doing some exercise. Wait!

Running sound? !

Ma Wei did a sit-up, sat up in an instant, pricked up his ears and listened
Da da da.
Da da da.
There are people outside the room!

Damn!

Ma Wei broke out in a cold sweat, he lived alone, how could there be someone at home?

Fat orange and little black ran silently!
Could it be a thief?
"Fat orange! Fat orange!"

Subconsciously, Mavi wants to wake up the cats who sleep next to her pillow every night, intending to let them "grab the array" for herself.

to ask why.
Of course it's because Fat Orange is very good at fighting.

Waiting for three or five cats to get close to it, the street bully is talking about Fat Orange!
But he found nothing.

At some point, the two cats sleeping next to his pillow disappeared.

He was the only one left in the room, and outside the half-covered door, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Taking a deep breath, Ma Wei calmed himself down. Although he was a liberal arts student and didn't like sports in his previous life, the owner of this body was the deputy commander of the fleet, an absolute combat talent, and Ma Wei, who had inherited all the memories of his original body. dimension
Force value is not low.

So Ma Wei tiptoedly pulled out a small wooden box from under the bed, opened the lock, and took out an old-fashioned pure silver flintlock pistol engraved with flower patterns from it.

Pour the black powder in the gunpowder tank into a measuring device made of ox horn. After screening the amount, it is filled into the gun chamber, and then Ma Wei takes out a 14.7mm projectile and puts it together with the gasket in the 15.7mm caliber The muzzle of the gun, use a short stick to poke the projectile into the chamber, and make sure that the projectile is in close contact with the black powder before the shooting is ready.

I don't know if Mavi accidentally made a noise when he poked the bullet too hard or what, but the sound of running in the corridor disappeared, replaced by the creaking sound of the stairs.

The other party went downstairs!
After obtaining this key information, Ma Wei raised the kerosene lamp on the side, but it was not lit, and he raised his foot to catch up.

crunch
The rainy climate all year round makes the air humidity extremely high, and the stairs decay quickly, and it is inevitable to make noise when stepping on them.

With a kerosene lamp in one hand and a flintlock pistol in the other, Ma Wei chased the voice ahead without haste.

The safest way right now is actually to find a way to leave the house and seek help from the patrolling police. This way can ensure that Ma Wei can spend the night safely.

but.
What about tomorrow?
A weak master, will the thief be afraid?

So Ma Wei chose the second solution: use a strong attitude to scare away the opponent.

He has a gun, even if there is only one bullet, the deterrent effect is enough.

On the other hand, after the thief heard the gunshots, he chose to turn around and run away, which meant that the other party was afraid. At this time, Ma Wei must not back down. He had to chase after him, but he could not catch up, which deepened the fear in the other party's heart.

Let the other party's thinking become confused!

Let the other party's emotions become tense!
Constantly stimulate each other's psychological boundaries!
When these three are combined, the other party will inevitably have fear.

Like Horror Game - Escape.

Ma Wei has never lost in the psychological game.

A minute later, Marvie came to the church.

The church was quiet, the moonlight shined brightly on the statue of God through the colorful glass, there was no one on the back bench, and there were many water stains on the floor tiles.

The water stains spread from the baptismal platform, which made Mavi very puzzled, why did the thief sprinkle the holy water everywhere?
Just when he was puzzled, an orange shadow leisurely walked past him.

Fat orange.

Seeing Fat Orange, Ma Wei is in a bad mood. There is a thief in the house, so you don’t care if you don’t ask. What’s going on when he suddenly jumps out to scare people?
Who is the master?
But Fat Orange's next move made Mavi's eyelids twitch.

It walked to the confessional, sat down, yawned loudly, and then stared at the confessional without moving.

There is someone in there!

Mavi narrowed his eyes and looked at the kerosene lamp in his hand.

The confessional is made of pure wood, if the kerosene lamp is lit and smashed into the confessional
He will be invincible.

At this moment, the other party is probably observing himself through the lattice window of the confessional room.

To burn. Or not to burn?

But this thought only lasted for a moment before it was denied by Ma Wei.

Fat Ju was squatting in front of the confessional door. If he smashed the kerosene lamp over, the thief would certainly be solved, but Fat Ju would definitely burn himself. In this era, people or animals who were burned
Usually it ends badly.

After thinking for a moment, Mavi chose to light up the kerosene lamp and put it on a bench beside him.

When the enemy's position has been determined, the light can greatly increase the hit rate of the flintlock.

The advantage is mine.

The advantage should be expanded next.

Thinking of this, Ma Wei picked up the flintlock pistol, turned to pick up the mop hidden behind the statue, and began to clean up the water stains on the ground.

He dragged and cursed, as if complaining about something, until the moment he approached the confessional
He suddenly hooked the door of the confession room with a mop, drew out the flintlock pistol with his right hand, and opened the door without giving the other party any time to react!
Boom!
Amidst the muffled sound, the door slammed into the side firmly, and the faint light of the kerosene lamp illuminated the scene in the confessional.

Inside sat a little girl wearing a white sheet, her face was carved like jade, her dark blue eyes were full of innocence, she was holding Xiao Hei in her arms, looking
There is a trace of familiarity.

After seeing Ma Wei, she immediately covered her eyes with her small hands, and said with a silly smile, "Ah! I was discovered by my father!"

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