Chapter 393

"There is no way ahead. We must replace it with a carriage and ride into the mountain!"

Burke jumped out of the van and said to Sharon, who also got off, "the carriage and guide are in the village ahead, and we happen to have a rest there."

Since that day, there has been no trouble along the way. The train arrived in Romania smoothly, and then the party changed into the truck already prepared. Now we are about to enter the deep mountains. There is no way to go. Everyone can only get off again and change the carriage.

At present, the village is very dilapidated. Most of the houses are adobe walls and thatched houses, and there are only a few brick houses occasionally. On the dusty road in the village, children like mud monkeys can be seen running and playing on the road with bare feet and open crotch pants.

It is estimated that there are few outsiders in the village, so when Xie Lun and his party enter the village, the villagers in shabby clothes hide at home and look out through the crack in the door and window.

However, when Burke and others changed their priest's clothes, these villagers came out one after another, knelt on both sides of the road and prayed loudly.

"It turns out that there are all devout believers here."

Burke smiled proudly, took out the Bible, held the level filled with holy water, and walked one by one in front of the villagers: "the original Lord forgives you sinners..."

"Devout sinner?"

Sharon smiled with disdain.

While Burke was enjoying the worship of believers over there, Behrman came up with a young man and said to Sharon, "this is the Fletcher believer. He is responsible for delivering supplies to St. cata monastery on weekdays. Today, he will lead us to the monastery."

The Frenche's eyes wandered around, and he was a very shrewd man. He had already seen that although the big man around him was tall, the black haired Asian man was the leader of the team.

So Franche quickly bowed to Sharon and said, "Almighty Lord, father, I'm ready for the horses and carriages needed to enter the mountain."

"Well, the Lord will know your contribution to the cause of the Lord."

Xie Lun as like as two peas in Burke's face, put out a cross pendant from his arms and painted a cross on Fran's forehead. Then, while Behrman and Fischer were stunned, he took out a stack of green bills from his arms and stuffed them into Franche's hand.

Franche simply knelt down: "ah, Almighty and kind Lord, your glory will shine on the earth, and your servant will be your most pious lamb, taught by your whip day and night..."

"Well, pray until you go home. Now take the horses and carriages to the truck at the entrance of the village."

Sharon waved his hand and asked Feichen to follow Franche. Then he looked back at Berman and said with a smile, "Knight Berman, it seems that the real God should be this."

He rubbed his fingers.

Berman smiled coldly: "it's normal. After all, the Holy See also sold atonement vouchers."

They soon led the horses and carriages to the truck, and struggled to remove the iron cage that hit the truck and install it in the carriage. Looking at the iron cage covered by black cloth, Franche glanced at it from time to time. Suddenly Sharon stood in front of him and said with a smile: "Franche believer, do you often go to the St. cata monastery?"

Franche quickly saluted and replied, "father, there are not many nuns practicing in St. cata monastery, so I only send supplies once a month on average."

"Really? Have you sent it this month? "

"Not yet. I should have sent it these two days. Now I'll send the supplies while showing you the way."

Sharon nodded and continued to ask, "is there anyone else going to the monastery besides you on weekdays?"

Franche shook his head and said, "the monastery is located in the mountains. It is extremely remote. The road is also very rugged and difficult. You can't ride a horse for one or two sections of the road. You need to get off the horse and lead it. In addition, the monastery never allows outsiders to enter. I also mean putting supplies at the gate of the monastery and never entering. "

Sharon thought, "so you don't know the specific situation in the monastery?"

Franche said with a smile, "I only know that there is no electricity or telephone in the monastery. It is almost completely isolated from the world."

Then Behrman came up and said in a deep voice, "Lord God giver, everything is ready and you can start."

"God's giver?"

Franche was surprised and looked at Sharon blankly.

Sharon patted Franche on the shoulder and said in a loud voice, "let's go."

They got on their horses, surrounded the carriage, and entered the deep mountain under the guidance of Franche.

The mountain road is really rugged. In addition, the trees in the mountain are tall and dense, and the canopy blocks out the sun. Even in broad daylight, the light is very dim, let alone at night. If there is no Franche to lead the way, strangers will really lose their way into the mountains.

It took them another two days to come to a cliff. Pointing to the steel cable floating bridge on the cliff, Franche said with a smile: "priests, just cross this bridge and walk a little further, you can reach St. cata monastery. Although the bridge is overhauled every year, it's best to pass by only one person each time, and the things on the carriage are best removed and moved in batches. "

Behrman and Feichen came over. Feichen stretched out his hand and patted deeply into the rock. There was a steel column with the thickness of an adult's thigh. He sighed: "look at this bridge. It's much better than the wooden bridge in those years."

"Yes," Berman sighed. "I remember the wooden bridge broke at last. If she hadn't done it, I'm afraid I'd be buried here."

Sharon stepped forward, reached out and touched the steel cable floating bridge, smiled and said, "I don't know when the bridge was built?"

Franche shook his head and said, "I don't know. Anyway, this bridge has been here since I started transporting supplies to the monastery."

Burke said, "since the incident of that year, the Holy See has invested to build a floating bridge here again and regularly overhaul it, just for today."

People don't have to say much. Amanda passed the pontoon in turn. Amanda was also very honest. There was no abnormal situation when crossing the pontoon. After passing the pontoon, the people continued to move forward, and after crossing a curved path, they suddenly saw the light in front of them.

This is a broad and flat flat land, which is divided by people and planted with flowers, fruits and vegetables. At the end of the flat, you can see the top of a tall building.

Franche pointed to the front and shouted, "over there is St. cata monastery."

Seeing the destination in front of them, everyone was relieved. It seemed that the horses under the crotch had a lot of brisk feet. Through this flat land, I soon came to the monastery. At this time, Xie Lun suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fist and said in a cold voice, "be careful, there's something ahead."

Before the words fell, the well-trained priests jumped off their horses, pulled out the pistols hidden at their waists and carefully surrounded the carriage. Behrman and Feichen came forward and protected Burke. As for Franche, the shrewd guy didn't see well and hid at the back of the line at the first time.

Sharon jumped off his horse, stepped forward, went to the steps in front of the monastery gate and looked up. Above the gate, a body dressed in a black nun robe hung impressively. A few crows stood on the corpse, pecking, not afraid of someone coming down below.

Behrman stepped forward carefully, looked up at the body and said in a deep voice, "look at the degree of decay. This man has been dead for at least two or three weeks."

"No." Sharon pointed to the blood on the steps. "Look at the blood, it's fresh enough. It doesn't freeze at all."

Berman frowned and just wanted to take a few more steps to examine the body carefully. Suddenly, with a "quack", the crows screamed and flew into the air, revealing that they had blocked the body.

The body's facial features have been eaten up by crows, and only a ferocious and terrible face is exposed.

"Oh!"

Irene and Franchet couldn't help it. At the same time, they rolled down from their horse, hid aside and vomited.