Chapter 949: missionary

Chapter 949: missionary

That night, the panda was not able to rest well.

Around eleven o'clock in the evening and around three in the morning, he sensed the aura of the undead, and hurried to destroy it.

The first wave consisted of two zombies, one of which was also breathing poison gas, which was indeed quite dangerous, but the second wave made him a little speechless - a mere skeleton, or his body was incomplete, and he was limping when he walked. abducted. Seeing its dull appearance, Panda thinks that it may not be necessary to do it by itself. Any farmer in this small village gets up in the middle of the night to urinate, and with a wooden stick in his hand, he can easily smash it into pieces.

So when the panda came in a hurry and saw such a shameful monster, he was not in a hurry. Just looking at it from such a distance, it will not disappear in the past.

He wants to stay here and see what happens to this thing next.

There have been so many undead that have been destroyed, so many that it is impossible to see what the name is, but it seems that no one has tried this kind of stocking method, right?

So he quietly guarded not far from the skeleton and waited patiently.

However, what was embarrassing was that, until the sun rose, the skeleton's thin undead breath could not withstand the sunlight and dissipated, turning into broken bones scattered all over the place, and nothing worth noting was seen.

Panda still didn't give up, and packed the pile of broken bones into the inventory, but only saw "a pile of broken bones", the detailed description was "a pile of broken bones, it looks probably human, but the old and new are not the same." One, the size is not very consistent, it should come from different people."

This kind of introduction is very common. Just picking up some bones in the mass graves will be such an introduction. Panda has observed them carefully for a long time, and has repeatedly used various inspection and identification methods, but has never been able to change the introduction text a little bit.

I didn't even see the words "the bones contain the breath of undead".

This shows that they really only have a little bit of necromancy, and they have really been completely purified just by basking in the sun.

"What's so special...I've never seen such a humiliating undead!" Panda muttered, took out the pile of apparently useless broken bones, found a random piece of wasteland, dug a hole and buried it, and inserted it in front of the hole. A piece of stone cut into a rectangle, right as a tombstone.

As for the inscription on the tombstone...he wrote the words "The Tomb of Anonymous and Others" casually.

Well, he really "written" it casually. He just used his fingers to write on the stone. The calligraphy was average, at least clear enough, similar to what was carved out by an axe.

"As for me, let alone the Earth, even if I travel to Jin Yong's novels, I can be regarded as a master of the generation... I remember that Zhang Sanfeng and Wang Chongyang don't seem to have the ability to engrave on stones with his fingers."

Of course, this is just a thought.

If you really return to Earth, let alone the relatively conservative and backward martial arts world, even in the enlightened and progressive 21st century, you will see a man who is accustomed to standing and walking, with slender limbs and a strong body, able to speak well and even with an IQ of over 130. The panda, the ending is almost the same.

It's nothing more than... the difference between being killed by heroes as monsters, or being caught and sliced ​​by scientists as mutant creatures.

The day was fairly stable, the undead were not as lively as yesterday, and only appeared three times a day.

Eight o'clock in the morning, twelve o'clock noon, four o'clock in the afternoon, every four hours, quite punctual, as punctual as some online writers' regular updates, almost every second.

If nothing else, it depends on the accurate "update time". Whoever says that there is no trick behind these undead, Panda will not believe it.

How can there be a haunted ghost in the world that is so punctual? Take him for a fool!

In his heart, he thought to the few people in the guild who still insisted that "there is no mastermind behind the haunting incident in Laika, West Brunswick", the panda sat under the tree at the gate of Xiwa Village and rested again.

After resting for a while, a young villager approached hesitantly and gave him a pot of broth and a few dough cakes.

"That's all we have... I'm so sorry..." he said sternly, blushing.

Panda took the items with a smile, and asked, "These are fine—but why did you think of giving me food?"

"Actually, when Mr. Roland was on patrol before, we also gave him some food. It's just..." The young man hesitated and said honestly, "You don't seem to get along well..."

Panda was stunned for a moment, then realized his race, and couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

"I'm a paladin first, then an orc. It's the same with other clerics," he explained gently. "For us, it's philosophy first, then birth. As a bearman, of course I I will take more care of my fellow clan, but this does not mean that I will stand by when I see people of other clans face suffering. If you encounter painful things in the future, you can always ask any clergy of the Church of the Suffering God at any time. Please help, we will always stand in front of those who are facing suffering, as long as we do not fall, neither monsters nor tyrants can hurt you!"

The young man looked at him in astonishment. It was obvious that no priests had come to preach here in the past, at least not from the Church of the Suffering God.

Not surprisingly, the Church of the Passionate is unpopular in many places, especially those where the lords are more demanding. The reasons were two-fold. On the one hand, everyone hated each other and would rather die than old age. On the other hand, the Church of the Suffering God had a really bad reputation among the lords.

In the past hundred years alone, it can be verified that there have been more than ten battles against the lord due to the leadership of the clergy of the Church of the Suffering God. And there were more than thirty brutal lords who died under the clergy of the Church of the Suffering God.

Thirty lords are really nothing to the Western Continent, at best a drop in the ocean.

However, this "drop in the ocean" also includes the once most powerful country in the Western Continent, the king of the Kingdom of Thrace, Richard Thrace - because of the panda, Richard's death, It was also counted as the head of the Church of the Suffering God by many people...

Panda has no objection to this. In order to trace his clues, Richard forced to death the bishop of the Church of the Suffering God in the Mulandana area. The gentle smiling old man, the gift he gave to the panda—the teaching manual and the mithril holy emblem annotated by himself, are still brought by the panda. Especially the holy emblem, when he needs to prove his identity, he will wear it on his chest.

For example, now.

Seeing the surprised and somewhat yearning expression of the young man, Panda moved in his heart and took out the old teaching manual.

"Although it's a little strange for a paladin to do this kind of thing, but...are you interested in learning about the detailed teachings of our Church of the Suffering God?" he asked.

The young man nodded first, then realized something, blushed, and said in a low voice, "I...I can't read..."

Panda smiled and opened the doctrinal manual.

An old voice resounded in the hearts of the two of them. The young man could not hear it, but he clearly remembered that it was the voice of the old bishop.

In response to the problem that most of the commoners are illiterate, this magical effect will be added to every doctrinal manual used to preach to the commoners.