Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Shortly after entering summer, Barton City is about to usher in the first stage of summer rain. Such rains are never gentle, they will be accompanied by summer irritability, grand and intense. Even at the moment when it hasn’t really come, the thick viscous moisture in the air has begun to build momentum for it.

The citizens in Barton City irritably pulled the clothes on their chests, expecting a breeze on the street corners to take away their discomfort. But when they walked to the corner of the street, there were no buildings and shelters. Not only did they fail to feel the breeze, they also smelled a pungent smell before the thunderstorm in the air.

This makes the people on the street quicken their pace, looking at the dark sky, who knows, will this rain fall on their heads immediately.

“You should go now, we are about to close.” The solemn priest walked to the lined bench, the only one sitting there.

This is the [Memorial Church] in the North District. Because there is a more spacious [Mary Church] in the North District, there are usually few people here. But because of the previous collapse, Mary Church has not yet reopened. This much smaller memorial church took over the work of the Mary Church-conducting services and receiving prayers from believers.

Today is not Sunday, but Wednesday. The scattered believers usually go through the counseling of the pastor in the confessional, and then leave after praying. But this guy who needs to send the priest to’drive out’ seems not at all conscious of leaving.

Wells squinted, trying to identify the person walking towards him, “I, I must go? I, I have nowhere to go!”

The priest frowned. He watched the opponent move awkwardly between the horizontal benches, stumbling back to the corridor, and looking around helplessly with his eyes narrowed.

The priest sighed helplessly. Crowley’s schedule is very strict, but believers are more important. The priest made the choice and sacrificed to keep the container healthy for dinner. He decided to help this man who was clearly in trouble.

“Don’t panic.” The priest approached the helpless Wells, and put his steady hand on his shoulder, “Have you lost your glasses?”

” Yes!” The former civil servant was desperately nodded. In the blurred vision, a priest-shaped object had turned his side to help him find his glasses.

“Father! Not here!” Wells’s face wrinkled in tears, “My glasses are gone!”

The figure that the priest was looking for stopped, he Frowning, he couldn’t solve such a real problem. Father, pat Wells on the shoulder, “Young man, then you should go with another pair.” But the priest is a priest after all, Crowley carefully selected and selected the demons to influence people’s hearts.” Prayer does not allow the lost things to return. Prayer is only the process of regretting the loss and discovering the cherished heart. Your glasses still need you…”

“Father!” Wells grabbed his eyes. A vague thing, “I don’t have money to wear new glasses!”

The priest frowned tighter, and he took Wells away from his neckline. “Young man, Then you should go to work. Prayer is your determination to live, it is the certificate of your vow in front of the Holy Lord, not your almighty wish…”

“Father!” Wells’s His hand grasped the blurred things in his vision again, this time he began to shake, accentuating his words, “I once had a job! Then no more! Now I don’t have glasses! I can’t find any job…”

There was a pain in Wells’s hand, which interrupted his own words.

The neckline that was pulled and wrinkled was smoothed by the priest, and the ink-black narrowed back to the pupil in his eyes. Please do not look at these with prejudice just because the priest is a demon, because after smoothing the neckline, the priest lifted his hand and wiped off the saliva on his face.

“It sounds like you are going through a major setback in your life.” The priest maintained the calmness he should have, “May I ask, have you prayed for anything here?”

Wells dared not extend the hand casually anymore. He closed his arms, and the sadness on his face became even more sad, “I, I pray that those who deceive and hurt me will go to hell!”

The priest’s expression was taken aback for a moment, just like vampires, werewolves…all foreign races relying on independent inheritance would choose to judge their descendants. The corner of the priest’s mouth twitched and he turned and left. This kind of guy, he doesn’t want to be a companion in the future.

Wells watched the blurry things in front of his eyes become smaller and smaller, stretched out his hand anxiously, grabbed in the air several times in vain, until everything in his vision became blurred and still , He fell to his side weakly.

Wells fumbled for the bench beside him, just about to sit down again.

“Please leave, otherwise I will ask someone to send you away.”

The priest’s voice echoed in the empty church, and Wells looked around nervously, a blur, He had no idea where the sound came from. With a trace of luck, he cautiously continued to sit on the bench.

“Leave!”

The sudden boom seemed to erupt from the soul, and the things in front of Wells’s eyes became more blurred, like a everything is fuse together, fuzzy The color blocks rotate and overlap in his field of vision. The suddenly dizzy body hadn’t been able to soften and touch the ground with the force, as if something was holding him from behind, and Wells tilted his head as hard as he could to see, the fuzzy color blocks could not be distinguished.

“God…Father…”

Wells was thrown out of the memorial hall.

hong long!

The pungent odor before the thunderstorm just burst into Wellss nostrils. The light and shadow in front of him suddenly lit up. After a short delay, the thunderous Poured into both ears.

Wales stared blankly at the world made up of cool color blocks, and hoisted his arms. After a brief silence stunned by thunder, there seemed to be the sound of something dense hitting the ground.

The former civil servant’s ears were occupied by a dense noise, and the fuzzy color blocks in front of him were torn into vertical strips, and a hint of coolness hung around him. Wells stepped back slowly until he leaned against the closed door of the memorial hall.

He didn’t lie because he had delayed the rent for a month and he had no place to go back. As for why he was kicked out after only one month’s rent was delayed. That’s because this’cute’ former civil servant tried to try out the incomplete code on Ravench’s prison uniform by himself.

Wells owes more than just one month’s rent. There is also a gang boss nicknamed “General”, who is a large sum of money. Do you think that in this month, Wells is really ridiculously not wearing glasses? He was worthy and was beaten up.

For the safety of the residents, Wells was’persuaded’ by the landlord to leave as soon as he recovered his mobility.

Now, there is another homeless tramp in Barton City. It’s just that he seems to be a novice, idealistically wasting an afternoon in the church, failing to find his own alley and a trash can cover that can create a dry open space before the heavy rain.

Let us silently observe.