Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 28 Juneteenth (Thursday)
Walking on the bridge, Chris felt like he was walking in the stream of light. Fireflies were flying on the lake, making the surroundings lit up with gorgeous fireflies. The further he walked in, the stronger the aroma of wheat became.

Coming to the altar, Baggio made a standard gesture of prayer and placed the sacrifice on it.Chris repeated his move.

Light green mist swelled on the surface of the altar, and light spots flickered in it. The rising tide gradually covered the sacrifices.

If he wanted to find a phenomenon similar to this on the Earth before time travel, Chris could only think of the dry ice used on the stage.

Not long after, the tide slowly receded, and the green light also weakened to its initial brightness.At this time, the sacrifices on the altar had disappeared.

"Praise the Mother Goddess!" Baggio said sincerely.

The Earth Mother Goddess accepted the sacrifice, which means that she has forgiven me...

"Praise the Mother Goddess." Bishop Utravsky smiled.

Leaving the island in the middle of the lake, Chris asked, "Boss, who was that man in the green robe and holding the cane just now?"

Baggio showed an expression of admiration and fear on his face and explained:

"His name is Grus, a priest of the Church of the Mother Earth. He also presides over the sacrificial rituals of believers in Loen. He is a high-sequence strongman. It is said that he is a saint and a demigod."

Demigod...then at least Sequence 4...

Chris chewed on the word and asked subconsciously: "How could such a strong man come to Backlund? Doesn't the Church of the Mother Earth have restrictions in Loen?"

Baggio glanced at him: "He is just a phantom, and his true body should be in Feneport City now. Of course, he is only allowed to come to Loon on June Day."

"Do you know his extraordinary path?" Chris asked next.

"It should be Sequence 4 or 3 of the 'Cultivator' path," Baggio patted him on the head: "It's best not to ask this kind of question, you have to be more respectful."

How disrespectful is this...

Chris cursed and curled his lips.

As soon as the worship ceremony ended, the four of them left the park with the flow of people and walked towards the road. There were many taxis parked on the roadside.

"You want to hang around again?" Samantha put her hands in her pockets and continued, "I won't go with you. I have something else to do."

"Well, be careful."

Baggio knew that Samantha had to travel to different places as a bounty hunter and did not see her often.

Samantha took two steps, turned back, and said to the three of them: "If you have any news about that woman in the future, please contact me as soon as possible."

She took out a piece of letter paper from her pocket and handed it to Chris: "This is how to contact me."

Chris unfolded the letter. There was only the incantation to summon Samantha's spiritual messenger, and no other information, such as the steps of ritual magic.

He put away the letter paper, knowing in his heart that Samantha had already regarded him as a Beyonder with a high rank after yesterday.

In their eyes, I should be an extraordinary person who is being hunted and unable to reveal my identity, and who is penniless at the same time...

Chris sighed softly. In this short week, they had established some kind of friendship, but he also knew that he could not stay in the Tequila Tavern any longer. If the Moss Ascetic Society came to his door, everyone would All will be in danger.

Tuesday morning, in the south area of ​​Backlund Bridge, in a rented hotel
Chris woke up and looked at the empty bed next to him. There was no one on it.

Last night, Baggio found a hotel owned by fellow believers of the Mother Earth God, booked a twin room for Chris and Jason, and then went off to have fun somewhere.

Baggio is so mysterious even outside...

Just as Chris was thinking about it, Jason opened the door and came in: "Chris, would you like to go downstairs for breakfast? Or can I bring it up for you?"

"No, no, no," Chris quickly got up from the bed and got dressed, "I'm going to buy something later."

"What to buy?" "I want to buy some spiritual materials."

Chris has learned a lot of ritual magic and occult knowledge from the original work, but he has not yet had the opportunity to implement it. In addition to the fact that he does not have faith yet, the most important thing is that he does not have the corresponding spiritual materials.

He originally thought that the second-hand pocket watch he bought could be used for divination, but after reading Chapter 40 of the original book, he discovered that the pendulum method uses natural materials, such as crystals and gems, and has nothing to do with pocket watches.

"Spiritual materials? Where are you going to buy them? Do you have money?"

Jason paused and continued: "Your salary this week should be 1 pound 10 suler. I should have asked the boss to pay it to you last night. If there is no money, I can lend you some first, but I just brought it." 1 pound."

Chris touched a large ticket worth 10 pounds and a few coins in his pocket, and smiled: "I have money."

"That's good, let's go now, I'll go back in the afternoon."

Jason's eyes looked a little strange. He didn't know how Chris, who was so poor that he had to wash the dishes last week, suddenly had money to buy spiritual materials.

Did Samantha give him a lot of money?
The two got on a streetcar and drove along Riverbend Avenue to the "Brave Bar" in the Bridge District.

Riverbend Avenue is one of Backlund's famous municipal projects. It connects the south area of ​​the bridge, the dock area and the east area. However, if you want to go to the bridge area, you have to change trains.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the door of the Brave Man Bar. This time the bar was open, there was noise inside, and there was still the tall, strong man at the door.

He nodded towards Chris, who was approaching, and said, "The boss is in the card room, go in."

"Have you been here before?" Jason asked.

"Samantha brought me here."

This time was different from last time. At this time, the pub was full of people. They were holding bottles of wine, their cheeks were red, and they were shouting around the central boxing ring.

"Dan, come on! Break his ribs!"

"come on! Come on!"

"Mike, beat him to death!"

"Don't make me lose money, Mike!"

The two men in the boxing ring were shirtless and only wearing shorts. Their faces were bruised, their eyes were fierce, and their punches were hard to the flesh. It seemed difficult to tell the winner.

Chris handed the bartender two 5p coins: "Two Southwell beers. Jason, I'll treat you this time."

The bartender took the coins, took two large glasses of Southwell beer from the barrel and handed them to them.

"The boxing matches here are really exciting. There are no such exciting boxing matches in Tequila Tavern." Jason sighed.

He took a sip of wine and continued: "The boss once held a dog-and-mouse competition, but before the game was over, the police came to the door and said that someone reported him for disturbing the residents and fined him. From then on, the boss never did anything again. It was held.”

And this?But in the university area, it seems normal...

Chris chuckled inwardly and looked towards the boxing ring.

At this time, the boxing match has reached a feverish stage. The boxer named Dan was at a disadvantage and was beaten back repeatedly by Mike. However, he suddenly dodged backwards, avoiding the opponent's key punch, and then flew up. He kicked Mike directly onto the rope, and the latter immediately fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

"Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one!"

The referee raised Dan's right hand and loudly announced to everyone: "Victor, Dan!"

There was a burst of cheers from the audience. Dan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and showed the audience a smile that belongs to the winner.

(End of this chapter)