Chapter 861
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The old priest put down everything and came to the union to start a new life.
Nagary is no longer the nagary of their time. Staying here will only get worse and worse. In the end, it may be pulled out as a nail. It's better to leave early.
At least, he didn't come empty handed. There are a few tons of gold, which is enough for him to live very well here.
After chatting with delag, he came to Lynch. Lynch held out his hand and they shook hands, but obviously their relationship was not as good as that between delag and the old priest.
At least they would hug, and Lynch married. He just shook hands.
"What are you going to do with me?" the old priest asked directly. He also looked around. "I don't think I've seen my child yet."
Lynch casually explained, "I told him that he preached today, so he can't come here until later. Before that, I'll take you around."
The old priest seemed relieved. RickA was his child. He thought so.
In the temple, there are about a dozen priests who regard themselves as their children. The way of inheriting the local religion of nagaril is very special.
They would go to cities, towns and villages to choose saints. These saints from everywhere would serve all the priests and high priests in the temple.
In the next few years, when they were twenty, the saints would be sent home if they were not pregnant.
If someone is pregnant, the children born are the candidates for the next generation of priests, and these saints will also get compensation with these children, but in the end, most of them will leave the temple, for example, after the children grow up.
Because of the particularity of this inheritance, no one knows whether the child a saint is pregnant and gives birth to is her own child. Therefore, in a strict sense, they do not call each other father and son, but as a religious identity.
But aside from this level of identity, we will still judge in our hearts according to the appearance of the next generation of priests after they grow up.
For example, RickA, the youngest son of the high priest, felt that the younger son looked very similar to his youth, so he firmly believed that this was his real child.
He only sent RickA to the Federation, while the other children stayed in the Federation and continued their promising job as priests.
When people get old, they have no faith and belief for a lifetime, and their desires and emotions return. Naturally, they hope that children can accompany them.
The old priest was obviously pleased to hear that RickA was preaching. At least he didn't do anything here.
It's good to be able to preach and do something. People always have a sustenance, which he knows better than anyone.
As for the results of preaching or work, they are less important.
With that, Lynch invited the old priest to get on the bus. He wanted to take him around the city and let him settle down.
People like the old priest may be useful at some time. In addition to his special identity, the people of the security committee have followed him from the moment he boarded the ship in nagariel.
He is unlikely to live elsewhere. His sensitive identity is destined to be suitable only for living in buppen and under federal surveillance.
The old priest has long been psychologically prepared for the prosperity of the Federation, but obviously those preparations are not enough. He can't really come here and feel the life here. He will never understand why some people are willing to abandon everything and even their families and want to live in the Federation.
"I have deposited your gold in the bank..." sitting in the car, Lynch talked about the gold ingots sent by the old priest.
Nagary religion advocates gold, so from the royal family to the civilians who can't afford to eat, they are willing to sell their children and have to exchange money to buy gold utensils for the gods.
In fact, the purpose of doing so is not so pure. Only by doing so will the gods let them have a good baby. In the final analysis, it is still for themselves.
This also allowed priests everywhere to hold a staggering number of gold products. Lynch's manager aser's family opened a factory for extracting gold with chemical reagents.
They would buy the gold wares in the temple that were mixed with gold powder and paint and painted on the surface of the vessels as gold wares, which are also the lowest grade gold wares.
Extract gold from it and then sell it to the people. Their business has never stopped because of insufficient supply, even for one day!
Lynch had seen the old priest's collection of gold vessels piled up like a hill.
They were randomly beaten and piled together, which was impressive and unforgettable.
At present, the price of gold per ton in the international market has exceeded 2 million, and the old priest's family has a little more than 15 million.
This money can be said to be very rich in any country.
Hearing Lynch talking about the gold, the old priest's attention returned to the car. He looked at Lynch and waited for him to continue.
"Federates also like gold, but people don't use gold as money. I'll help you change this gold into cash according to the current gold price and put it in a bank account."
"Do you want me to explain to you what a bank account is?"
The old priest smiled and shook his head. "I know. Don't treat me as someone who doesn't know anything. I know this!"
Lynch took a voucher out of his pocket and handed it over. "This is the account voucher. You can modify your account content in any Jinhui bank with this."
"You must also rely on this to handle cash checks and transfer checks from banks. In the Federation, checks are very important."
The old priest heard something strange. He actually had some questions, but he didn't ask them.
His identity has made him play an omniscient agent all these years. He is the incarnation of gods in the world. Anyone can be confused. There are things he doesn't understand, but he can't.
These things are difficult to change in a short time. He has to adapt.
After a turn, everyone had a meal in the restaurant. It can be seen that the old priest is a little uncomfortable with using knives and forks and sitting at the table. Mr. delag has completely adapted.
He is more like a federate than a federate - because he has money. Having money in the Federation means doing everything right. That's exactly what he is.
He occasionally told the old priest some interesting stories about his life here and some trivial things in life. Generally speaking, he was helping Lynch calm the old priest's mood.
After dinner, Lynch took the old priest back to meet his son. Before the old priest left the car, Lynch held his hand.
"Don't tell your son how much money you have. At least don't say it as soon as you come up. Do you understand what I mean?"
The old priest was stunned. His eyes suddenly became sharp, but soon seemed to become turbid again.
He nodded, "I'm not stupid..." after a moment of silence, he said again, "thank you for reminding me."
Lynch released his hand. "You cooperate with me very much. I regard you as my friend. You will understand what I mean by treating friends and enemies in different ways."
"Call me if you have something..."
Lynch said goodbye and left the villa slowly. The old priest standing on one side had a slightly strange expression. He touched the bracelet at his wrist, which was given to him by his "father" in his twenties.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard RickA's voice, "welcome, father!"
He is wearing a set of... Very strange clothes. The cuffs and necklines are tightly closed together, a little lighter than pure black and more cyan, which makes him look like a very serious person and quite mature.
The old priest smiled more on his face and hugged him. Then the old priest saw more people in the room.
"Let me introduce you. These are my good friends and God's people. They have been looking forward to meeting you."
There were more than a dozen people in the room. These people were very young, male and female. There was something familiar to the old priest in their eyes, which was a kind of fanaticism.
This fanaticism also existed in the eyes of those believers in nagalil, even in the eyes of the old priest for a long time.
Some people think this is their piety, but in fact it is not, at least not entirely.
What they are devout is only the gods in the dreamland and their own indifferent. The old priest knows this situation better than anyone. They are poisoned!
There are many magical things in nature, which are hallucinogenic.
The burning of incense in the native religion of nagalil has these components. The core reason why each generation of high priests is inherited is burning incense.
Their special incense can make people see the gods, hear what the gods say to them and feel the greatness of the gods.
In the end, every high priest knows that they want to see the gods again. In fact, they want to bathe in the incense and play with the villains in the incense.
After simply saying hello to everyone, RickA sent the old priest to the second floor.
Later, after the people downstairs left, RickA found the old priest watching TV.
His adaptability to the new life is much higher than Lynch imagined. At least he knows how to turn on the TV and has found what he wants to see.
Is it easy?
No, at least 37% of people in the Federation can't use the remote control correctly. It's not a simple thing!
"It's good to see you. Is everything over there?" RickA came in, sat in a chair and asked casually, as if she were chatting.
The old priest turned down his voice and nodded. "Everything is over."
RickA nodded. He didn't know how to answer, but finally asked, "did you come empty handed?"
When he said it, he thought it was too blunt, and immediately added, "I mean, did you bring anything else?"
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The old priest put down everything and came to the union to start a new life.
Nagary is no longer the nagary of their time. Staying here will only get worse and worse. In the end, it may be pulled out as a nail. It's better to leave early.
At least, he didn't come empty handed. There are a few tons of gold, which is enough for him to live very well here.
After chatting with delag, he came to Lynch. Lynch held out his hand and they shook hands, but obviously their relationship was not as good as that between delag and the old priest.
At least they would hug, and Lynch married. He just shook hands.
"What are you going to do with me?" the old priest asked directly. He also looked around. "I don't think I've seen my child yet."
Lynch casually explained, "I told him that he preached today, so he can't come here until later. Before that, I'll take you around."
The old priest seemed relieved. RickA was his child. He thought so.
In the temple, there are about a dozen priests who regard themselves as their children. The way of inheriting the local religion of nagaril is very special.
They would go to cities, towns and villages to choose saints. These saints from everywhere would serve all the priests and high priests in the temple.
In the next few years, when they were twenty, the saints would be sent home if they were not pregnant.
If someone is pregnant, the children born are the candidates for the next generation of priests, and these saints will also get compensation with these children, but in the end, most of them will leave the temple, for example, after the children grow up.
Because of the particularity of this inheritance, no one knows whether the child a saint is pregnant and gives birth to is her own child. Therefore, in a strict sense, they do not call each other father and son, but as a religious identity.
But aside from this level of identity, we will still judge in our hearts according to the appearance of the next generation of priests after they grow up.
For example, RickA, the youngest son of the high priest, felt that the younger son looked very similar to his youth, so he firmly believed that this was his real child.
He only sent RickA to the Federation, while the other children stayed in the Federation and continued their promising job as priests.
When people get old, they have no faith and belief for a lifetime, and their desires and emotions return. Naturally, they hope that children can accompany them.
The old priest was obviously pleased to hear that RickA was preaching. At least he didn't do anything here.
It's good to be able to preach and do something. People always have a sustenance, which he knows better than anyone.
As for the results of preaching or work, they are less important.
With that, Lynch invited the old priest to get on the bus. He wanted to take him around the city and let him settle down.
People like the old priest may be useful at some time. In addition to his special identity, the people of the security committee have followed him from the moment he boarded the ship in nagariel.
He is unlikely to live elsewhere. His sensitive identity is destined to be suitable only for living in buppen and under federal surveillance.
The old priest has long been psychologically prepared for the prosperity of the Federation, but obviously those preparations are not enough. He can't really come here and feel the life here. He will never understand why some people are willing to abandon everything and even their families and want to live in the Federation.
"I have deposited your gold in the bank..." sitting in the car, Lynch talked about the gold ingots sent by the old priest.
Nagary religion advocates gold, so from the royal family to the civilians who can't afford to eat, they are willing to sell their children and have to exchange money to buy gold utensils for the gods.
In fact, the purpose of doing so is not so pure. Only by doing so will the gods let them have a good baby. In the final analysis, it is still for themselves.
This also allowed priests everywhere to hold a staggering number of gold products. Lynch's manager aser's family opened a factory for extracting gold with chemical reagents.
They would buy the gold wares in the temple that were mixed with gold powder and paint and painted on the surface of the vessels as gold wares, which are also the lowest grade gold wares.
Extract gold from it and then sell it to the people. Their business has never stopped because of insufficient supply, even for one day!
Lynch had seen the old priest's collection of gold vessels piled up like a hill.
They were randomly beaten and piled together, which was impressive and unforgettable.
At present, the price of gold per ton in the international market has exceeded 2 million, and the old priest's family has a little more than 15 million.
This money can be said to be very rich in any country.
Hearing Lynch talking about the gold, the old priest's attention returned to the car. He looked at Lynch and waited for him to continue.
"Federates also like gold, but people don't use gold as money. I'll help you change this gold into cash according to the current gold price and put it in a bank account."
"Do you want me to explain to you what a bank account is?"
The old priest smiled and shook his head. "I know. Don't treat me as someone who doesn't know anything. I know this!"
Lynch took a voucher out of his pocket and handed it over. "This is the account voucher. You can modify your account content in any Jinhui bank with this."
"You must also rely on this to handle cash checks and transfer checks from banks. In the Federation, checks are very important."
The old priest heard something strange. He actually had some questions, but he didn't ask them.
His identity has made him play an omniscient agent all these years. He is the incarnation of gods in the world. Anyone can be confused. There are things he doesn't understand, but he can't.
These things are difficult to change in a short time. He has to adapt.
After a turn, everyone had a meal in the restaurant. It can be seen that the old priest is a little uncomfortable with using knives and forks and sitting at the table. Mr. delag has completely adapted.
He is more like a federate than a federate - because he has money. Having money in the Federation means doing everything right. That's exactly what he is.
He occasionally told the old priest some interesting stories about his life here and some trivial things in life. Generally speaking, he was helping Lynch calm the old priest's mood.
After dinner, Lynch took the old priest back to meet his son. Before the old priest left the car, Lynch held his hand.
"Don't tell your son how much money you have. At least don't say it as soon as you come up. Do you understand what I mean?"
The old priest was stunned. His eyes suddenly became sharp, but soon seemed to become turbid again.
He nodded, "I'm not stupid..." after a moment of silence, he said again, "thank you for reminding me."
Lynch released his hand. "You cooperate with me very much. I regard you as my friend. You will understand what I mean by treating friends and enemies in different ways."
"Call me if you have something..."
Lynch said goodbye and left the villa slowly. The old priest standing on one side had a slightly strange expression. He touched the bracelet at his wrist, which was given to him by his "father" in his twenties.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard RickA's voice, "welcome, father!"
He is wearing a set of... Very strange clothes. The cuffs and necklines are tightly closed together, a little lighter than pure black and more cyan, which makes him look like a very serious person and quite mature.
The old priest smiled more on his face and hugged him. Then the old priest saw more people in the room.
"Let me introduce you. These are my good friends and God's people. They have been looking forward to meeting you."
There were more than a dozen people in the room. These people were very young, male and female. There was something familiar to the old priest in their eyes, which was a kind of fanaticism.
This fanaticism also existed in the eyes of those believers in nagalil, even in the eyes of the old priest for a long time.
Some people think this is their piety, but in fact it is not, at least not entirely.
What they are devout is only the gods in the dreamland and their own indifferent. The old priest knows this situation better than anyone. They are poisoned!
There are many magical things in nature, which are hallucinogenic.
The burning of incense in the native religion of nagalil has these components. The core reason why each generation of high priests is inherited is burning incense.
Their special incense can make people see the gods, hear what the gods say to them and feel the greatness of the gods.
In the end, every high priest knows that they want to see the gods again. In fact, they want to bathe in the incense and play with the villains in the incense.
After simply saying hello to everyone, RickA sent the old priest to the second floor.
Later, after the people downstairs left, RickA found the old priest watching TV.
His adaptability to the new life is much higher than Lynch imagined. At least he knows how to turn on the TV and has found what he wants to see.
Is it easy?
No, at least 37% of people in the Federation can't use the remote control correctly. It's not a simple thing!
"It's good to see you. Is everything over there?" RickA came in, sat in a chair and asked casually, as if she were chatting.
The old priest turned down his voice and nodded. "Everything is over."
RickA nodded. He didn't know how to answer, but finally asked, "did you come empty handed?"
When he said it, he thought it was too blunt, and immediately added, "I mean, did you bring anything else?"
The old priest put down everything and came to the union to start a new life.Nagary is no longer the nagary of their time. Staying here will only get worse and worse. In the end, it may be pulled out as a nail. It's better to leave early.At least, he didn't come empty handed. There are a few tons of gold, which is enough for him to live very well here.After chatting with delag, he came to Lynch. Lynch held out his hand and they shook hands, but obviously their relationship was not as good as that between delag and the old priest.At least they would hug, and Lynch married. He just shook hands."What are you going to do with me?" the old priest asked directly. He also looked around. "I don't think I've seen my child yet."Lynch casually explained, "I told him that he preached today, so he can't come here until later. Before that, I'll take you around."The old priest seemed relieved. RickA was his child. He thought so.In the temple, there are about a dozen priests who regard themselves as their children. The way of inheriting the local religion of nagaril is very special.They would go to cities, towns and villages to choose saints. These saints from everywhere would serve all the priests and high priests in the temple.In the next few years, when they were twenty, the saints would be sent home if they were not pregnant.If someone is pregnant, the children born are the candidates for the next generation of priests, and these saints will also get compensation with these children, but in the end, most of them will leave the temple, for example, after the children grow up.Because of the particularity of this inheritance, no one knows whether the child a saint is pregnant and gives birth to is her own child. Therefore, in a strict sense, they do not call each other father and son, but as a religious identity.But aside from this level of identity, we will still judge in our hearts according to the appearance of the next generation of priests after they grow up.For example, RickA, the youngest son of the high priest, felt that the younger son looked very similar to his youth, so he firmly believed that this was his real child.He only sent RickA to the Federation, while the other children stayed in the Federation and continued their promising job as priests.When people get old, they have no faith and belief for a lifetime, and their desires and emotions return. Naturally, they hope that children can accompany them.The old priest was obviously pleased to hear that RickA was preaching. At least he didn't do anything here.It's good to be able to preach and do something. People always have a sustenance, which he knows better than anyone.As for the results of preaching or work, they are less important.With that, Lynch invited the old priest to get on the bus. He wanted to take him around the city and let him settle down.People like the old priest may be useful at some time. In addition to his special identity, the people of the security committee have followed him from the moment he boarded the ship in nagariel.He is unlikely to live elsewhere. His sensitive identity is destined to be suitable only for living in buppen and under federal surveillance.The old priest has long been psychologically prepared for the prosperity of the Federation, but obviously those preparations are not enough. He can't really come here and feel the life here. He will never understand why some people are willing to abandon everything and even their families and want to live in the Federation."I have deposited your gold in the bank..." sitting in the car, Lynch talked about the gold ingots sent by the old priest.Nagary religion advocates gold, so from the royal family to the civilians who can't afford to eat, they are willing to sell their children and have to exchange money to buy gold utensils for the gods.In fact, the purpose of doing so is not so pure. Only by doing so will the gods let them have a good baby. In the final analysis, it is still for themselves.This also allowed priests everywhere to hold a staggering number of gold products. Lynch's manager aser's family opened a factory for extracting gold with chemical reagents.They would buy the gold wares in the temple that were mixed with gold powder and paint and painted on the surface of the vessels as gold wares, which are also the lowest grade gold wares.Extract gold from it and then sell it to the people. Their business has never stopped because of insufficient supply, even for one day!Lynch had seen the old priest's collection of gold vessels piled up like a hill.They were randomly beaten and piled together, which was impressive and unforgettable.At present, the price of gold per ton in the international market has exceeded 2 million, and the old priest's family has a little more than 15 million.This money can be said to be very rich in any country.Hearing Lynch talking about the gold, the old priest's attention returned to the car. He looked at Lynch and waited for him to continue."Federates also like gold, but people don't use gold as money. I'll help you change this gold into cash according to the current gold price and put it in a bank account.""Do you want me to explain to you what a bank account is?"The old priest smiled and shook his head. "I know. Don't treat me as someone who doesn't know anything. I know this!"Lynch took a voucher out of his pocket and handed it over. "This is the account voucher. You can modify your account content in any Jinhui bank with this.""You must also rely on this to handle cash checks and transfer checks from banks. In the Federation, checks are very important."The old priest heard something strange. He actually had some questions, but he didn't ask them.His identity has made him play an omniscient agent all these years. He is the incarnation of gods in the world. Anyone can be confused. There are things he doesn't understand, but he can't.These things are difficult to change in a short time. He has to adapt.After a turn, everyone had a meal in the restaurant. It can be seen that the old priest is a little uncomfortable with using knives and forks and sitting at the table. Mr. delag has completely adapted.He is more like a federate than a federate - because he has money. Having money in the Federation means doing everything right. That's exactly what he is.He occasionally told the old priest some interesting stories about his life here and some trivial things in life. Generally speaking, he was helping Lynch calm the old priest's mood.After dinner, Lynch took the old priest back to meet his son. Before the old priest left the car, Lynch held his hand."Don't tell your son how much money you have. At least don't say it as soon as you come up. Do you understand what I mean?"The old priest was stunned. His eyes suddenly became sharp, but soon seemed to become turbid again.He nodded, "I'm not stupid..." after a moment of silence, he said again, "thank you for reminding me."Lynch released his hand. "You cooperate with me very much. I regard you as my friend. You will understand what I mean by treating friends and enemies in different ways.""Call me if you have something..."Lynch said goodbye and left the villa slowly. The old priest standing on one side had a slightly strange expression. He touched the bracelet at his wrist, which was given to him by his "father" in his twenties.As soon as I opened the door, I heard RickA's voice, "welcome, father!"He is wearing a set of... Very strange clothes. The cuffs and necklines are tightly closed together, a little lighter than pure black and more cyan, which makes him look like a very serious person and quite mature.The old priest smiled more on his face and hugged him. Then the old priest saw more people in the room."Let me introduce you. These are my good friends and God's people. They have been looking forward to meeting you."There were more than a dozen people in the room. These people were very young, male and female. There was something familiar to the old priest in their eyes, which was a kind of fanaticism.This fanaticism also existed in the eyes of those believers in nagalil, even in the eyes of the old priest for a long time.Some people think this is their piety, but in fact it is not, at least not entirely.What they are devout is only the gods in the dreamland and their own indifferent. The old priest knows this situation better than anyone. They are poisoned!There are many magical things in nature, which are hallucinogenic.The burning of incense in the native religion of nagalil has these components. The core reason why each generation of high priests is inherited is burning incense.Their special incense can make people see the gods, hear what the gods say to them and feel the greatness of the gods.In the end, every high priest knows that they want to see the gods again. In fact, they want to bathe in the incense and play with the villains in the incense.After simply saying hello to everyone, RickA sent the old priest to the second floor.Later, after the people downstairs left, RickA found the old priest watching TV.His adaptability to the new life is much higher than Lynch imagined. At least he knows how to turn on the TV and has found what he wants to see.Is it easy?No, at least 37% of people in the Federation can't use the remote control correctly. It's not a simple thing!"It's good to see you. Is everything over there?" RickA came in, sat in a chair and asked casually, as if she were chatting.The old priest turned down his voice and nodded. "Everything is over."RickA nodded. He didn't know how to answer, but finally asked, "did you come empty handed?"When he said it, he thought it was too blunt, and immediately added, "I mean, did you bring anything else?"
