Chapter 26 Demon Hunter
It was early morning, and the rising sun shone on the long altar table, making the ravine formed by the white candle tears even more spectacular.
"Grandpa, the battle between him and the devil shattered the Three Thousand Laws, shattered countless worlds, and even destroyed the great avenue..."
Resisting the urge to yawn, Yin Xiu said with a smile: "So, the werewolf became what it is now because it was cursed by Satan?"
"uh-huh."
Benjamin closed his eyes slightly and nodded leisurely, "This is written in the "The Witcher's Manual". It's a child's fault."
Uncle Ming couldn't help but marveled: "I didn't expect there to be such a wonderful book in the world."
"This is nothing." Benjamin was quite proud, "The author of this book is sitting here chatting with you."
Seeing the two of them looking at each other, as if they didn't believe it, Benjamin's face seemed to turn red.
"My brother is a famous witcher! Does Count Freeman know? He is a famous vampire. My brother stabbed his chest with a nail as long as his forearm and nailed him to the lighthouse. The corpse of the vampire can still be seen on passing ships.
Beilin, the master of the undead, if you say his name, even a three-year-old child will be frightened and dare not cry cousin cut that guy into pieces. Beilin’s heart is still suppressed under the big cross, and he cries every night.
and also……"
"Okay, okay." Uncle Ming interrupted him, "Priest, just tell us as much information as you know about the Wild Wolf Gang."
Benjamin sighed, seeming a little melancholy.
"Actually, those children are quite pitiful. How can anyone in this world be willing to become a werewolf? On weekdays, they can barely restrain their killing impulse, but on a full moon night, this impulse will be infinitely amplified.
At this time, in order to hide his identity, the werewolf can only run to the wilderness and vent his emotions before returning to his original as cities get bigger and bigger, there are gradually fewer places like this. Therefore, some werewolves can only choose to live in remote farms and stay away from people for the rest of their lives. "
After a pause, Benjamin grabbed the cross in his hand, as if enduring the pain, and then slowly said: "Half a year ago, a kid from the Wild Wolf Gang came to me, and he asked me to help him free himself."
"Did you kill it?"
"Those who commit suicide will go to hell after death. The child thought that his soul had been polluted. If someone else killed him, he would go to hell, so he came to find me."
Benjamin stood up and walked under the podium, seeming to be rummaging for something.
After a while, he took out a tube of clear liquid from under the podium. The color looked yellower than holy water.
"As long as the special potion made by the Tribunal is applied to the weapon, as long as the dark creature is lightly scratched, the wound will continue to be corroded and it will be difficult to recover."
"I used this thing to show mercy to the child at that time. Uncle Ming, take it away if you need it."
Uncle Ming shook his head, "I also have this thing in Maoshan, so I won't bother the priest. You can keep it for self-defense."
Benjamin smiled, glanced at the very troubled Yin Xiu again, and handed the bottle of potion into his hand as he wished. "I'm not an exorcist. I don't have the opportunity or strength to use this thing. Why don't I give it to Brother Yin as a souvenir."
Yin Xiu was elated at the moment, but he still glanced at Uncle Ming. After the latter said nothing, he put the potion into his pocket with peace of mind.
After thinking about it, Yin Xiu asked again: "Priest, is it possible for you to invite people from the Tribunal to help?"
Benjamin did not answer, but looked at Uncle Ming first.
Uncle Ming nodded in agreement: "Well, Yin Xiu's suggestion is good. It would be best if we could call them. After all, werewolves are Western monsters, and only foreigners know how to deal with them." Seeing that Uncle Ming did not object as usual, Benjamin Cai said cheerfully: "I have a good relationship with Father Jared of the Inquisition. If I write a letter to him, he will be happy to help."
"Although I have no grudges against the Wild Wolf Gang, it is our duty to save these souls in darkness after all. And when such a big thing happens on Hong Kong Island, as a clergyman, it is necessary to report to the headquarters."
As he spoke, he took out his letter paper and pen and prepared to write a letter.
Yin Xiu suddenly felt a little strange. He hesitated and asked: "Priest, if I remember correctly, the site set up by the Tribunal in Malay disappeared a few years ago."
"Yes, funds are tight." Benjamin nodded.
"Then what is your letter?"
"Oh, I wrote to Dunling. I can still catch the ship after I finish writing. I estimate that I will receive the letter in a month. I will wait for them to report it and analyze it, and then send someone over. The fastest In just half a year, the demon hunters of the Inquisition will arrive.”
Yin Xiu and Uncle Ming looked at each other, stood up and walked out in unison.
"Don't leave in a hurry. I'll make you some coffee and eat two biscuits before you leave. Skipping breakfast is not good for your health."
"Thank you for your kindness, priest. Our health is already very poor, so it doesn't matter."
"Well, come to church more often in the future. Grandpa will be very happy for you to come!"
……
It was already bright after leaving the church. Yin Xiu yawned and was about to go back to catch up on sleep, but Uncle Ming stopped him again.
"What's the matter, Uncle Ming?"
Uncle Ming took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him.
"You brat, did you buy that sword from Arms Lee?"
"Well..." Yin Xiu was a little confused, "Uncle Ming, have you seen all this?"
"Well, when I was young, I also bought a sword from his ghost father, which is almost the same as yours. Those of his are useless, so go ahead and take the ancient sword, you haven't started fighting yet. People would laugh to death because if they were to fight monsters, it would not be as effective as a mahogany sword."
Uncle Ming pointed to the note, "Go to Temple Street to find this guy. Although the guy he sells is a bit expensive, it is suitable for us Taoist priests. Remember, don't say that I introduced you."
Yin Xiu nodded gratefully and was about to put the note into his pocket when Uncle Ming spoke again. He seemed to talk more than usual today.
He pointed to Yin Xiu's left hand.
"And your prosthetic body. Although I don't understand it and can't use it, I always feel that it is different from the devices on those swordsmen. If you have time, ask that guy to show it to you. He Although he’s not very good as a human being, he’s pretty good at transforming machinery, and there are always some weird ways to do it.”
After speaking, Uncle Ming yawned and left without looking back.
Yin Xiu looked at the note and became more and more excited. Buying a guy was okay, it was just a difference between something better and something worse. Just use them together.
As for the mechanical prosthetic body in her hand, Yin Xiu couldn't wait to know more information about it.
"Go back to the factory to ask for leave first, and then go to Temple Street later."
(End of this chapter)