A ceremony is held to seal special items by applying six different seal declarations to form a metal shell. For the one that Jenkins destroyed, only the holy emblem of the [Eternal Blazing Sun] of the six seals was still working, so he had good luck.

　　 The shortcomings of this ritual are obvious. Firstly, it costs a lot. Secondly, although it can block the detection of items by the divination ability, it cannot prevent the items themselves from functioning. The most important thing is that the records show that the ceremony itself cannot be traced to the source, and some weird things will happen during the ceremony. The church has many sealing methods, so this kind of sealing ceremony is extremely tasteless.

　　 "This method cannot seal that bone."

　　 Jenkins is a little sorry.

　　Because of the versatility of this sealing method, it is temporarily impossible to guess where that drop of divine nature came from. But if it hasn't been here for 30 years, it shouldn't cause trouble, right?

　　 Jenkins carefully prayed to the sage, and then felt that the matter was rebellious.

　　 The information on the orange earrings was not found, but when I searched for the information on [Supernatural], I got unexpected results.

Section 89 Chapter 86 Treatment

[Forbidden room candles are ignited in a space where the space gap area is less than one-tenth of the maximum horizontal plane area of ​​the enclosed space. During the burning period, the space is in a forbidden room state and cannot be accessed from the outside by any means, and cannot be viewed by any means. The state in the space, but the inside of the forbidden room is not affected by the item in any way.

　　Note: Never put the item in the burning state into the organism. 】

　　 The document found by Jenkins is accompanied by a blurry black and white photo. The candle shape and weird surface pattern recorded on it are very similar to those Jenkins saw in Mr. Corpse.

　　 "Maybe this is one of the reasons Mr. Corpse dared to hide in the morgue."

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart.

　　 At the last party, he reached an agreement with Miss Bai Ling that within two weeks he could use items to exchange for a special chain ability. But in a blink of an eye, the day after tomorrow is the time for the next meeting, and Jenkins still hasn't obtained the extraordinary item that neither reveals his identity, but also can be safely shot.

　　 He can only hope that Miss Bailing has not found a new buyer.

On the first floor of the Secret Trail Library, there is very little information about the tricks. Jenkins found the number of [Spirit Lair] in a list: A-12-3-7123, but nothing else was useful. Content.

　　 Coincidentally, the next record under this label is [Reaper's cloak fragment].

　　 "I don't know if the bold murderer has been found."

　　 Jenkins murmured.

　　 "It's a pity, not yet, he has now fled to the direction of New Truman City."

　　 The sound that suddenly appeared in the silent library scared Jenkins. When he turned his head, a strange man wearing a black dome hat and a pair of shiny black boots was standing behind him.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Williams."

He smiled apologetically, and then pointed to the bronze gate that opened again in the distance, "I am Rogers Benz from Captain Pennsi's team. The team that went to sea has now returned. The captain is looking for you to help with the treatment. He originally followed the team. Unfortunately, the healer sacrificed..."

"no problem."

　　 Jenkins waved his hand, put down the book in his hand, and followed Bentz out of the secret trail library.

The destination this time was the suburban sanatorium where I stayed last time. They jumped out of the carriage under the gray sky, and the two hurried across the gate guarded by several tall men. Captain Bincy rushed out from nowhere. He grabbed Jenkins and quickly ran into the nursing home.

　　 "Go to Dad to find you when you are not there. As expected, you are in the church. Some of you are busy today."

　　 The nursing home in the distance did not look too level. Clouds and dust still covered the sky, but at least, they came back.

　　 Even if he is now a level 1 gifter, Jenkins's spirit is still insufficient. He can only give priority to treating those who are about to fail, and then sit in the corridor, watching the magic circle where the benefactors continue to impose healing rituals on the wall.

　　 There seemed to be a sound of steam in the distance, and I don’t know what happened.

　　 "Thank you for being here."

　　 Bincy sits next to Jenkins. He appears here mainly for security and emergency dispatch. With him sitting next to Jenkins, there is also a rough-faced big beard, Jerry Schleich.

　　 This is also a member of the Pennxi team, who has just returned from the open sea.

　　 The bench seats under the three of them are made of discarded brass metal pipes. The church’s financial resources are extraordinary, but I don’t know why they are stingy here.

　　 "Is the healing power really so rare? Why don't you seek help from the [Spirit of All Things] or [Mother Earth] church, if you remember correctly..."

　　 "We have to keep our own secrets. This is the rule. Even if they belong to the Orthodox Church, everyone will always be heretics."

　　 Jenkins watched as another corpse covered in yellow linen was lifted out, Min raised his mouth. What the man had just now was a strange curse. Jenkins and the other two healers were powerless and could only give him a painless death.

　　 "Say a good thing."

　　 Bincy said, "I originally waited until the main churches of the major churches returned to solve the evil spirits in the hospital, but it seems that someone has helped us deal with this troublesome matter."

"Oh?"

　　 Jenkins turned his head "accidentally", "Who is it?"

"The results of the divination show that it was the black-robed man who took the trick in the thunderstorm night. We made a mistake. This incident is still related to the trick, and the black-robed man once again robbed that item. The current inference is, The black-robed man is collecting tricks on purpose, the meaning is unknown. Now the reward for him within the church has increased to 1,000 pounds, after all, no one knows how many strange things he has."

　　 "It makes sense."

　　 He agreed.

"The divination results show that the stars that appeared last night have a deep connection with the black-robed man, and temporarily set his belief as a new pseudo-god. He should be trying to please his gods, so he will continue to collect these strange things. That brand-new great existence is probably not a kind existence either."

"very scary!"

　　 Jenkins took a breath, "May the goddess punish him."

　　 talked about the matter for a while, and Jenkins then remembered to explain to Schleich, who didn’t know what had happened on the side, what had happened recently in Nolan City.

　　 "The black-robed man, is it the one on the parchment..."

　　 He asked muffledly, but was kicked immediately by Captain Bincy.

　　 There seems to be something Jenkins doesn’t know about.

　　 "Confidential?"

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart, didn't ask much, raised his head, and looked at the huge picture hanging on the yellowed wall opposite. According to the knowledge learned from the old man and the silverware style used in the dinner party in the painting, this is a modern craft painting.

　　 So the atmosphere of the three people's conversation became awkward.

　　 Surgery is a medical treatment that has only appeared in recent years. The professors of the medical school have yet to find excellent suture materials, and the high failure rate of the operation has also discouraged ordinary patients.

　　 But for the gifters, especially the gifters from the [Knowledge and Books] Church of Nolan Diocese, this is not a trouble at all. The soul traits of the newly added scribes this year happen to help the wound heal.

　　 During the treatment, Jenkins paid special attention to the causes of the injuries and found that they were all weird wounds with no uniform characteristics. In other words, the dispute in the Broken Isles is not the danger caused by the out-of-control of the tricks, but the struggle between the benefactors.

　　 "Mr. William, thanks to you this time."

　　 The man in the white coat was smoking a cigarette while watching Jenkins press his hand on the man’s chest on the operating table.

　　PS: I cleaned up the book review area on a large scale. If I accidentally delete a book review by mistake, I'm really sorry.

Chapter 90 Chapter 87 Corner Encounter...

　　 This is a general doctor in a nursing home. Just now he took out three broken bone stubbles from the stomach of this unlucky red-haired young man in the hospital bed.

　　 "It's not a good habit to smoke in the operating room, right?"

　　 Jenkins asked with a wry smile.

　　 "It's okay, it's not low-quality tobacco. You can buy 3 silk for one pound. If it weren't for the high remuneration of the church's emergency mission, I wouldn't be able to enjoy it. Thank the goddess and praise the sages!"

　　 He breathed out yellow smoke from his mouth, and then skillfully drew the sage emblem on his chest.

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

　　 "Praise the beauty god, praise idealism."

　　 Jenkins breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his wounds heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 It seems busy, but in fact, the real critically ill wounded simply can't support the ocean voyage. There are fewer than 20 wounded who need Jenkins's help.

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

　　 He doesn't have much savings now, and the gold pounds come and go quickly, and the 50 pounds in the wallet have to buy [Star Debris] at the day after tomorrow's party. Jenkins once again felt that he was a poor man.

　　 got off the car at the door of the old antique shop, closed his eyes and fanned chocolate ears for a few times, and then flew towards Jenkins.

　　 "I'm back, is it going well?"

　　 asked the old man, putting down the iron box in his hand.

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

　　 "You have done a good job, Jenkins, what we can do now is to bless the dead scribes. They are fighting for the sage 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 be peaceful for a while."

"Do not."

　　 Father shook his head, "The evil spirit is involved in a wide range of things, not to mention the black-robed man who took the trick again. We still don't know how the poor woman got that thing."

　　 "Woman, do you mean that evil spirit?"

　　 Jenkins asked, 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 washing clothes. She contracted a strange disease some time ago and tried her own remedies and witch doctors' methods to no avail. Gentlemen who can only go to the hospital for help."

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

　　 This is the same as the memory content read by Deified Jenkins.

　　 "But divination is not without any gain."

　　 Jenkins's heart burst, and the old man continued to tell:

"That trick created some evil spirits that can be possessed. Some time ago, all the gifters who were responsible for guarding the seal were missing, which is inseparable from this matter. Also, the gifter who was present last night was more than the black-robed man. , Some clues indicate that three unregistered gifters have been implicated, and now we have caught two of them."

　　 "Caught?"

"Yes." The old man put down the small knives made by the old gears in his hands and threw them aside disappointedly. "The five churches in Nolan City have warned that illegal gifters are prohibited from approaching Nolan Fifth Public Hospital. Since they violated the regulations, If you fail, you will be punished."

　　 "It's just an excuse."

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

"If you want to earn the reward, you can pay attention to it recently. The gifter who did not catch is a believer of the false **** [Magic Movement], a female, and the codenames often used in Nolan are Performer and Lark ."

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

　　 The benefactors who were saved by Jenkins that day were two men and one woman, and Braun naturally referred to Miss Hesha.

　　 "Life is really amazing."

　　 Jenkins cradled his cat into the alley. He planned to take a shortcut home. "But isn't Miss Hesha's faith in Mother Earth? Is she a mixed believer or a hypocrite?"

　　 carefully avoided the puddles full of sewage, jumped onto the steam pipe on one side to keep balance and walked through the chaotic neighborhood. A woman was basking in the setting sun, sitting in the corner washing her brown coarse cloth robe, looking at Jenkins in surprise, then holding a notched tub and changing directions, and continued her work.

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

　　 He subconsciously wanted to throw his fist back, but the faint body scent in his nose was somewhat familiar.

A pair of soft lips kissed Jenkins, the small red-haired girl turned her back against the wall, dropped the cane in the man’s hand with her left hand, and slid up along the back to press Jenkins’s back to make him press I stretched my right hand down, lifted Jenkins' right leg, and put his knee against his hip (praise the sage!).

　　 In less than two seconds, the two became provoking lovers.

　　 The dexterous head pressed against Jenkins's lips but did not reach in, his nose gasped violently. The hand holding Jenkins's back is so strong that he can't even break free.

　　 Girly fragrance (Long live harmony!) The sweet scent is inhaled into the lungs through Jenkins's vigorously breathing nose. Although there is still some choking smoke and steam during the period, it is very disappointing, but...this is enough.

　　 Jenkins was kissed passively, he heard the dense footsteps coming from behind, but the footsteps quickly ran away again.

Behind the two kissing men and women, the young dog handler Nicholas and the gifter from the church of [No Light Moon] [Storm Ruler] followed the corner where two hounds appeared from the passionate red-haired lady When they ran out, one of them had been treated by Jenkins. Nicholas had also read Jenkins' information in the church, so he chuckled and said to the chasers, followed by the fast-running hounds and disappeared at the end of the alley.

　　 "Ha~ha~"

　　 Jenkins panted, and was pushed away by the red-haired girl, not even caring about the chocolate grabbing him on the shoulder.

　　 subconsciously put out his tongue and licked his dry upper lip.

　　 "Miss Hesha?"

　　 The young lady wore a very different dress this time. The top was a pale yellow coat with pudding on the hem. The lower body was covered with large black trousers, and the trousers were muddy.

　　 "Why blush?"

　　 The quiet and weak girl who usually behaves next to Miss Mihaier is unexpectedly strong at this time.

"I......"

　　PS: There are many typos. Everyone knows the reason. The keyword system has become more powerful recently, and it can recognize the entire paragraph, so I immediately selected the characters and changed them.