Lord of The Mysterious Realms

Chapter 87: Turn the corner and meet

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This is an ordinary doctor from a sanatorium. Just now, he took out three broken bone stubbles from the stomach of the ill-fated red-haired young man who was sick.

"Smoking in the operating room is not a good habit, is it?"

Jenkins asked with a wry smile.

"It doesn't matter, this is not inferior tobacco. You can only buy 3 shreds for a pound. If it weren't for the high rewards of the church's emergency mission, I wouldn't be able to enjoy it. Thank the goddess and praise the sage!"

He exhaled yellow smoke from his mouth, and skillfully drew the holy emblem of the sage on his chest.

This is this era, with low-quality medical practitioners, backward medical methods, and extremely conservative thinking.

"Praise the goddess, praise idealism."

Jenkins heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the wounds under his men squirm and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems to be busy, but in fact the real critically ill and wounded can't survive the ocean voyage, and there are less than 20 wounded who need Jenkins' help.

When the sun went down, he finished his work and sat in the church carriage to go back. When he chose [Astral Perception], he owed the church 500 pounds. When he left, Captain Bincy informed him of the credit for this urgent mission, which offset the debt. Jenkins was really relieved.

He didn't have much savings to use now, and the gold pounds came and went quickly, and the 50 pounds in his wallet had to be purchased at the party the day after tomorrow. Jenkins felt like a poor man again.

Get off at the door of Papa's Antique Store, and the chocolate ear flapped a few times while sleeping with eyes closed, and then flew towards Jenkins.

"It's back, is everything going well?"

The old man put down the iron box in his hand and asked.

"There are not many wounded, but some of them I can't treat, I can only..."

"You have done well, Jenkins, and all we can do now is bless the dead scribes, who fought for the sages and are honorable."

Jenkins nodded, "I heard Captain Bincy say that the evil spirit in Nolan Fifth Public Hospital has been killed? So, Nolan City should be able to enjoy peace for a while."

"No."

The old man shook his head, "There are many things involved behind the evil spirit. Not to mention the man in black who took away the strange thing again, we still don't know how that poor woman got that thing."

"Woman, are you talking about that evil spirit?"

Jenkins questioned, constantly praising his acting skills in his heart.

"Yes, the evil spirit itself is a poor poor woman who makes a living by sticking matchboxes and doing laundry for her. She contracted a strange disease some time ago, and tried her own folk remedies and witch doctor's methods to no avail. I can only go to the gentlemen of the hospital for help."

He shook his head and didn't say any more.

This is the same memory content read by Apotheosis Jenkins.

"However, divination is not without any gains."

Jenkins felt a sudden heartbreak, and the father continued to tell:

"That strange thing created some evil spirits that could possess them. All the givers who were in charge of guarding the seal disappeared a while ago, which is inseparable from this incident. Also, the black-robed man was not the only one who was present last night. , some clues indicated that three unregistered givers were implicated, and now we have caught two."

"Caught?"

"Yes." Dad put down the small knife made of ancient gears in his hand, and threw it aside in disappointment, "The five churches in Nolan City have warned that illegal givers are prohibited from approaching Nolan Fifth Public Hospital. Since they violated the regulations If you do, you will be punished."

"It's just an excuse."

Jenkins immediately understood the purpose of doing this, after all, those three had met him.

"If you want to earn that bounty, you can pay attention to it recently. The giver who didn't catch is a follower of the false god [Wonderful Movement], a female, and the code names often used in Nolan City are performer and lark .”

Chocolate wagged its tail happily, and the soft tail hair swept across the surprised cheek of its owner.

The benefactors rescued by Jenkins that day were two men and one woman, and Bai Ling was naturally referring to Miss Hesha.

"Life is amazing."

Jenkins carried his cat into the alley, and he planned to take a shortcut to go home, "But Miss Hesha's belief, isn't the Mother Earth? Is she a mixed believer or a hypocrite?"

Carefully avoid puddles filled with sewage on the ground, jump onto the steam pipe on the side to keep your balance and walk through the chaotic neighborhood. A woman was basking in the sunset, sitting in a corner washing a brown coarse robe, looked at Jenkins with some surprise, then changed the direction with a wooden basin with a gap, and continued her work.

Turning the corner, Chocolate meowed, and Jenkins was caught off guard by a soft hand grabbing his wrist.

He subconsciously wanted to punch back, but the faint smell of body odor in his nose was somewhat familiar.

A pair of soft lips kissed Jenkins, the small red-haired girl turned around, leaned her back against the wall, dropped the cane in the man's hand with her left hand, and slid up Jenkins' back to hold him down Himself, reaching down with his right hand, lift Jenkins' right leg so that his knee rests on his crotch (praise the sages!)

In less than two seconds, the two became kissing couples.

The nimble nib was pressed against Jenkins' lips but did not come in, and his nose was panting violently. The hand on Jenkins' back was so strong that he couldn't even break free.

The sweet smell of girly fragrance (Long live harmony!) was inhaled into the lungs through Jenkins' heavily breathing nose, although there were some choking smoke and steam smells that were very disappointing during the period, but... this was enough.

Jenkins was kissed passively. He heard the sound of intensive footsteps coming from behind, but the footsteps ran away quickly.

Behind the two passionately kissing men and women, Nicholas, the dog handler of the young man, and the benefactor from the Church of [Dark Moon] [Storm Lord], followed closely by two hounds from the corner where the enthusiastic red-haired lady appeared Running out, one of them had been treated by Jenkins, and Nicholas had also read Jenkins' information in the church, so he chuckled and told the chasers, and disappeared at the end of the alley following the fast-running hounds.

"Ha~ha~"

Jenkins gasped, and was pushed away by the red-haired girl, who didn't even mind the chocolate grabbing him on the shoulder.

Subconsciously sticking out his tongue, he licked his dry upper lip.

"Miss Hesha?"

The young lady was wearing very different clothes this time. The top was a light yellow coat with pudding on the hem, and the bottom was black wide trousers with muddy bottoms.

"Why are you blushing?"

The quiet and timid girl who usually acts around Miss Mihail now has an unexpected strength.

"I… "

PS: There are a lot of typos, and everyone understands the reason. Recently, the keyword system has become more and more powerful, and it can recognize the entire paragraph, so I immediately selected the characters to change.