69novels Chapter 158 Departure
Chapter 158 Departure
Chapter 158 Departure
The bronze basin was not large; it had a round mouth, a shallow bottom, and a circle of patterns carved around its edge.
Chen Yuan was holding a glass bottle and filling it with water from the basin.
Father Iller stared at the basin for three seconds.
Then his expression changed.
That's the holy water basin on the altar!
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He pointed at the basin, his fingers trembling.
Chen Yuan raised his head and glanced at him.
"Oh, you're back?"
He continued filling the container with water, his movements practiced and skillful, without spilling a single drop.
Father Iller took a deep breath and pulled a silver badge from his pocket.
The badge was small, about the size of a one-yuan coin, silver-white, and engraved with an image of Saint Joseph holding the infant Jesus.
The edges are slightly worn, but overall it is in good condition.
"We've found it."
He handed the badge to Chen Yuan.
"I borrowed it from the priest at the George University Chapel."
"The old man asked me what I wanted to do, and I said that the church was going to hold an exhibition and I needed to borrow it for a few days."
Chen Yuan took the badge, glanced at it, and placed it on the desk.
Then continue filling with water.
Father Iller stood at the doorway, looking at the basin of water.
"Where did you get this copper basin?"
"The altar."
Chen Yuan answered as a matter of course.
"This is holy water; it's very useful."
Father Iller:
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That was a holy water basin that had been used in the church for over ten years!
He took a deep breath and then exhaled.
Then I took another deep breath.
"What about the other things?"
"It was also found inside the church."
Chen Yuan didn't even look up.
"The candles were taken from the warehouse, the mirror from the storeroom, and the portrait from the attic."
"Oh, and the Bible too, I found it near the copper basin."
"You said that Saint Joseph has nothing but statues, but aren't there portraits of him?"
"They were all unused items, so I just started using them."
Father Iller felt completely overwhelmed.
He stood at the door, watching Chen Yuan pack things into his bag one by one, his heart pounding.
Chen Yuan suddenly thought of something and raised the flamboyant cross.
"This is not it."
He shook the glittering silver object; the gemstone refracted a rainbow of colors under the light.
"This is mine."
I won this cross in a lottery.
The item description states that this cross was consecrated by a certain God father.
After Chen Yuan took it out of the warehouse, he found that it was indeed true.
He could sense that there was an energy hidden within the cross.
It's somewhat similar to the psychic energy within him, but not quite the same.
Psychic energy is a warm current, like lukewarm water.
This energy is a blazing white light, like a flame.
It is the exact opposite of the black energy of the devil.
Father Iller stared at the flamboyant cross, and his lips twitched again.
"Use it carefully."
His voice was filled with gritted teeth.
Don't worry.
Chen Yuan smiled and put the cross into his bag as well.
"I won't break it."
He could have easily used magic to enchant things like candles, holy water, and mirrors.
But magic is finite; every bit used diminishes it.
Since there are readily available items and energy inside the church, why not make use of them?
He is not stupid.
The things were tidied up, and the large mirror and copper basin were placed to the side.
Chen Yuanzhi stood up and looked at Father Iller.
"Father Iller, will you attend the exorcism ceremony?"
Father Iller paused for a moment.
"Why not go?"
Chen Yuan looked him up and down.
"Can your body handle it?"
The old priest has experienced too much these past few days.
First, I flew there, then I got scared, and later I sneaked into the library like a thief.
Chen Yuanzhen was afraid that he wouldn't be able to handle it.
Father Iller glared at him.
"You have to be able to handle it, whether you can or not."
Since it violated religious rules, he naturally wanted to see what a real exorcism ritual was like.
Besides, that kid Chen Yuan took so many things from the church.
He had to keep an eye on the holy water basin, mirrors, candles, portraits, Bibles, and badges to prevent them from getting damaged.
Chen Yuan nodded, looking at his expression of resignation to death.
"Oh well."
He took his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the time.
"Could you please call and inform Chris?"
"We'll set off at 5:30 tomorrow morning and arrive at her house about an hour before sunrise."
He paused, then added.
"Before sunrise is when Pazuzu's power is at its weakest."
Father Iller was not just saying it.
It's 5:30 in the morning.
The sky was still pitch black, and the moon hung in the sky like a glutinous rice cake that had been bitten in.
There wasn't a soul on the street; even the stray cats were dozing next to the trash cans.
Chen Yuan pushed open the dormitory door, and a gust of cold wind from the early morning rushed in.
Then he froze.
Father Iller stood at the door.
He was dressed in a faded black casual outfit, and his hair was neatly combed.
When he stood there, he looked like an old pine tree; although he was old, his back was straight.
Chen Yuan:
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He stared at Father Iller for three seconds.
The old priest stared at him for three seconds.
"Iler".
Chen Yuan spoke, his voice tinged with helplessness.
"Are you really going?"
Father Iller gave him a disapproving look.
"Could it be fake?"
He looked Chen Yuan up and down, his gaze sweeping from his face to his feet and back again.
Then he frowned.
Why do you have so much energy?
Chen Yuan looked energetic, with no bloodshot eyes and a healthy glow on his skin.
He doesn't look like someone who got up at 5:30 in the morning at all; he looks like he just woke up after sleeping for twelve hours.
Father Iller tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Regan's face, and every time he opened them, he saw himself floating in the sky.
I finally managed to get a short nap, and then it was dawn.
At his age, all this activity has made him so sleepy that his eyelids are drooping.
But Chen Yuan doesn't seem tired at all?
Chen Yuan smiled slightly.
"I am exceptionally gifted."
This isn't just bragging.
Since his three-dimensional attributes improved, he only needs to sleep three hours a day to be fully recovered, and under high intensity, he can even go three days and three nights without rest.
The reason I still sleep for so long every day is simply because it's comfortable to sleep.
Who doesn't like to stay in bed a little longer?
Father Iller stared at his smiling face, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
A gifted individual?
Just how many secrets does this kid still have?
Chen Yuan didn't give him a chance to think further. He slung his backpack over his shoulder and strode out.
"Let's go, Regan is still waiting for us."
Chris's house.
The grandfather clock in the living room ticked away, each tick like a blow to the heart.
Since learning that Chen Yuan was coming to perform an exorcism ritual, Chris hadn't slept well all night.
She lay in bed, tossing and turning, her mind filled with Regan.
When Regan was born, she was tiny and wrinkled, like a little mouse.
The way Regan called "Mama" for the first time, her little mouth open, calling out in a babyish voice, "Ma-ma."
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The image shows Regan chasing butterflies in the garden when she was three years old. She tripped and fell while running, but got up and continued chasing, scraping her knees without crying.
When Regan first asked, "Where did Daddy go?", she didn't know how to answer, so she could only hug her and say, "Daddy went to work in a very far place."