After leaving the manor, Gallo walked in a hurry.
He hurried back to sleep.
Tomorrow morning the door will be open to welcome guests, and the old bishop has gone to the countryside to preach again. He is the only one left in the church, and it will be very hard.
Fortunately, I don't have to stay up late like this often.
And it's not that busy during the day...
Because usually no one will come to the door...
The Miya sect he belongs to is the smallest sect, that is, the pheasant sect and the rural sect in the eyes of the world.
There is only one church, which was converted from an ordinary house.
There are two priests, just him and the old bishop.
There are very few believers, and none of them have money or leisure.
Gallo still doesn't know why his sect is so down and out
He has been like this since he joined.
Perhaps the doctrine is too mild
It may also be that there are too many gods in this world, all kinds of true gods, false gods, good gods, and evil gods, and there are so many sects under their banners, resulting in too much competition pressure
The old bishop may know the truth, but he refuses to say...
In fact, when Gallo helped people confess at night, he had many opportunities to make a fortune.
But he didn't take a penny.
Helping people to repent is not killing people for money, this is the principle and bottom line.
And it is impossible for the goddess to allow him to mess around.
Yes, don't look at them down and out, but they enshrine a true god!
The true god Gallo has seen with his own eyes!
When he just crossed from the earth to this world, he didn't get any cheats, he was just an ordinary person.
Then he encountered a direwolf.
It is logical to be buried in the belly of a wolf.
Then, he saw the goddess.
The Goddess seemed to be interested in him, so she performed a miracle and brought him back to life...
Gallo was reborn as a boy a few years older.
Adopted by the old bishop, he taught knowledge and magic, and grew up to be the current Priest Gallo.
To him, the church was his new home in this world.
Belief in the goddess is also a matter of course.
But when he just arrived home, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a hazy figure hiding in the darkness.
"Wow!"
Gallo was taken aback.
"You want to scare me to death and inherit my robe?"
"After all, this robe is the most valuable in our family."
He said angrily, took off the mask on his face, and asked again:
"Why did you come back so soon?"
And the figure in the darkness also walked slowly into the moonlight, revealing an old but kind face.
It was the old bishop who depended on him for life.
"I'm afraid that if I don't come back soon, you will eat dirt in the next few days."
As the old bishop said, he took out a warm baked potato from his arms and handed it over.
Gallo quickly picked it up, devoured it unceremoniously, and asked falteringly:
"Is there... anyone... willing to... join the Church?"
"No, that's the territory of the bald sect."
The old bishop shook his head regretfully.
"However, I helped the villagers treat their diseases, and gave me some food."
Gallo wiped his mouth and asked with great concern:
"Did those bald heads bother you?"
"No, I've been very low-key and secretive all the way."
Gallo muttered with some dissatisfaction:
"But doesn't it make it look like a cult?"
"We are an orthodox religion that serves the true God and is kind to people every day!"
"There is no more decent sect in the world than ours! How can you act like a cult?"
The old bishop was still smiling, and said indifferently:
"do not mind the details... "
"Compared with them coming to trouble me, I'm more worried about you running over to trouble them at night..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Gallo shook his head again and again, and argued:
"I've always been kind to others, elegant and easy-going, why would I go to trouble someone?"
The old bishop didn't say much, just stared at his black robe silently...
"Why do you keep staring at my robe?"
"Don't you want to pawn it?"
"That can't be done. This is the only thing I miss about my hometown."
He has lived in this world for too long, fully integrated into it, and resurrected once again, the memory on the other side of the earth is already very blurred...
The old bishop shook his head and said:
"I just wanted to ask, do you need to clean it for me?"
"No, no, you are old, I can do this little thing myself."
Gallo waved his hand and said:
"If there's nothing else, I'll go to sleep."
The old bishop suddenly said inexplicably:
"I think you should find a woman."
Gallo suddenly stopped, and asked suspiciously:
"A woman? A nun?"
"But we only have so few believers here, I can handle it by myself, don't I need the nun's help?"
The old bishop shook his head helplessly again.
"Forget it... good night..."
"Good night."
Gallo returned to his room, lay down on the bed, and habitually began to accuse the goddess:
"Today I... um..."
"It was perfect."
"Too perfect is also a sin, I hope the goddess can forgive me."
After all, he immediately fell asleep.
As a result, early the next morning, he was woken up by a series of hasty knocks on the door.
When I opened the door, it was Old John, followed by his naive son, Little John.
The two of them also carried a bulging sack on their backs.
Old John was even more excited and said:
"Pastor Gallo! The Goddess really heard my prayer!"
"My son, my son has returned by himself!"
"The guard who imprisoned him forgot to lock the door last night, and he escaped overnight!"
"In this way, I don't have to sell the field to Baron House!"
You can't buy him even if you want to sell it...
Gallo slandered, but nodded repeatedly on the surface, and said loudly:
"Oh! That's wonderful, praise the Goddess!"
"Praise the goddess!"
John and his son said in unison, and entered the church again, praying and so on, and finally placed the two sacks next to the offering box.
After they left, Gallo opened the sack, which was full of potatoes...
As expected of a devout believer, even if you have no money, you can still use other offerings.
"Although enough for us to eat until next month..."
"But I'm already in the shape of a potato!"
Gallo was a little speechless.
The old bishop on the side looked very contented, and said cheerfully:
"You can take it back to the market for some corn and vegetables."
Gallo immediately covered his face with his hands, as if recalling some unbearable past...
"Are you going to sell potatoes again?"
"Neighbors say that my place is the Potato Church, where the Potato Priest and the Potato Bishop live, and the Potato Goddess is enshrined..."
The old bishop was still smiling.
"Hehe, isn't that good too?"
"Potatoes are a food that is available in every household. It would be great if we are as popular as potatoes in the future."
"It's not bad if you think about it that way..."
"Well! I will work hard!"
Gallo nodded vigorously, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the broom and prepared to clean the church well.
But the old bishop snatched the broom and said meaningfully:
"Leave these trivial matters to me, you'd better do something more important..."
"For example..."
"Receive this beautiful Lieutenant Wentini well."