Nightmare Light

Chapter 164: Auxiliary Bishop Zhao
Lin Wang walked towards Vice Bishop Zhao in the temple.

This was the first time he met the archdeacon - an old man in his sixties or seventies, with white hair, walking slowly, and holding a priest's staff in his hand, which he used as a crutch.

With every step, the scepter would make a crisp "thump" sound on the ground, neither light nor heavy.

The old man wore a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses. Through the glasses, Lin Wang saw that he had a pair of very bright but deep eyes, looking at him.

Lin Wang walked towards the old man and extended his hand: "Your Excellency, Archdeacon, I am Lin Wang."

"I've long admired... the young and brave northerners." Archbishop Zhao's voice was a somewhat sharp and old one.

"Bishop Du is so stingy. He didn't even introduce such an outstanding young man to me earlier..."

Vice Bishop Zhao smiled and joked, raised his hand, handed something in his right palm to his left hand, and then extended his right hand to Lin Wang.

It was a square, very regular cubic stone, about one inch square.

After handing the stone to his left hand, the old priest stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Lin Wang.

At the moment of shaking hands, Lin Wang felt that although the old priest was very old, his hands were very smooth and his skin was delicate.

Lin Wang didn't think much about it. After all, he was a person with extraordinary powers - it was normal for him to have some strange characteristics.

Vice Bishop Zhao withdrew his hand and said to Lin Wang, "Young man, I heard that you don't understand some knowledge?"

"Yes." Lin Wang hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

"Mothers like children with a strong thirst for knowledge." The old priest drew a triangle on his chest and looked at Lin Wang in a kind and gentle tone. "Fortunately, there are many young and outstanding children in this temple... An old man like me can spare some time to chat with a young person with a strong thirst for knowledge."

He sat down on the stone edge of a fountain and patted his side: "Sit down, kid."

Lin Wang thought for a moment, smiled, and sat down next to the old priest.

"What do you want to know, kid?"

"Your Excellency, Archdeacon." Lin Wang tidied his words and looked at the old priest. "I want to know, has the goddess... in the past thousand years or so, ever performed any act of 'giving gifts to mortals'?"

"We always live in the gifts of our Mother." The old priest drew a triangle on his chest again. "Otherwise, how could the secular world prosper? Moreover, the power of secular masters comes from our Mother."

"That's not what I meant." Lin Wang raised his hands and made an "emphasis" gesture in the air. "What I meant was, is there some specific kind of 'gift' behavior?"

"You mean, something like the gift from the Three Emperors?"

"The Three Emperors... yes, it's almost like that, or even more unique." Lin Wang nodded, hesitated again, looked into the old priest's eyes, and said in a more serious tone, "But, is it certain that the one who gave the Three Emperors their power... was the goddess?"

"Young man, you've asked a dangerous question." The old priest frowned. "This is not something a mortal should know."

"As expected." Lin Wang frowned, "The one who gave the Three Emperors their power... is another god."

"Kid, where do you know all this?" Archbishop Zhao frowned a little deeper.

"The people of Lushan, including in their scriptures, always emphasize that their imperial power and strength come from the 'gods' rather than the 'mother'. Therefore, I believe that there is something wrong with the source of their power."

"Child, this is a very dangerous question. You can't continue asking it."

"This is the question I must figure out today... But this is the second question." Lin Wang insisted, "If you can't give me an answer, I will wait for Bishop Du."

"..." The old priest was silent for a moment, then asked him, "What is your first question?"

"Let's go back to the same question as before: Goddess, have you given special gifts to special people?" "Young Northerner, you..." Vice Bishop Zhao looked at Lin Wang thoughtfully, "Are you trying to say that the very special person who received the gift from the gods is you?"

"I'm just curious."

"Child, your question... is truly dangerous." Vice Bishop Zhao sighed and slowly stood up. "If a normal person inquired about this knowledge, they would be arrested by the Crusaders."

"But you are different. You are a distinguished guest of the temple, so..."

The old priest thought about it.

"Well, young northerner, wait a moment."

He pointed outside the temple and said, "You can go and participate in the first stage of the God's Descent Ceremony of the Enlightenment Festival first."

"During this stage, divine power is at its peak, and the effects of comprehension are the best...it would be a shame to miss it."

He smiled at Lin Wang.

"After the first phase of the Enlightenment Festival is over, I will set up a room in the temple that is safe enough for this conversation."

"After all, the knowledge you want to know could easily be heard by some 'powerful beings'."

The old priest said, waving to Lin Wang and the young priest beside him: "Go, go to the ceremony first..."

As he spoke, he put his hands behind his back, leaned on his cane, and hunched over, "I'm old... Old people are like that, they're always extra tolerant of outstanding young people... They'll even pass on this kind of knowledge..."

"But then again, wouldn't a brilliant young man who has helped the temple so much be loved by his mother?"

"What Mother likes is what we should do."

Lin Wang thanked him and turned to walk out of the temple with the young priest.

Along the way, the high-ranking priests around were also busy.

The sacrificial paper, incense ashes, incense, and fragrant oil were carried by the priests out of the temple.

The young priest beside Lin Wang was still immersed in what had just happened and couldn't extricate himself.

His tone was filled with envy: "Hey, Brother Lin, you know what? I'm actually really envious of you... We're the same age, but you're qualified to talk to the Bishop!"

"It's the archdeacon." Lin Wang corrected him.

"It's the same! For me." The young priest shook his head and continued to mutter, "How great it would be if I had the qualifications to talk to the Bishop..."

"What do you want to say to Bishop Du?" Lin Wang asked casually, "If what you want to say is important, maybe I can..."

"If I could talk to the bishop, I would ask him to give me a permit!" The priest suddenly became excited.

"I have a great idea! If the Bishop really listens to me, I will definitely ask him to agree with my idea!"

"Permission for what?"

"I want the bishop's permission to use the power of the temple to run a shoe business!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)