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Chapter 514

    Renault said, passing a cup of tea through the prison window. The middle-aged man sipped his tea and didn''t open his mouth. It seemed that he was still brewing and organizing language, and it seemed difficult to speak.


    This is also human nature. Not everyone can talk to a stranger. At this time, a qualified priest needs some simple guidance to let people open their hearts and talk to themselves.


    Although Renault has never done anything similar before, he has taught his theoretical knowledge with the old master, so he took the initiative and tried to guide the other party:


    "Name? Age? Occupation? Address?"


    The middle-aged man was stunned and replied truthfully:


    "My name is George, 45 years old, a small foreman, who lives on Fourth Avenue three blocks back..."


    When Renault saw that the other party had finally spoken, he continued to guide:


    "What is the motivation and purpose of coming here?"


    "Er... Actually, I have a friend who has been having a bad time recently..."


    The middle-aged man said half, and Renault suddenly cut off:


    "To be honest, is this friend yourself?"


    "Uh... This... Is... Is me..."


    "That''s right. Be frank and lenient. Tell me all your troubles!"


    The middle-aged man talked about his situation in detail. It is probably the common middle-aged crisis, bad work, too strong competition, too much pressure, bad feelings, insomnia and dreams, frequent urination, urgent urination, emergency on the hair line, etc


    Renault listened silently, interrupted from time to time and asked for details:


    "What''s going on here? Make it clear!"


    "Why do you engage in vicious competition with your peers? Do you know it''s against the law?"


    "Why don''t you report this in time?"


    The middle-aged man always felt something was wrong. How could it be like interrogating a prisoner? And there is an iron window in the middle, which really has that atmosphere


    But he finally explained the situation roughly.


    Renault stood up, organized the language and said:


    "I understand your situation. Don''t be afraid. I won''t help you repent..."


    "Your troubles can be solved..."


    Renault said, helping him open the chain and iron lock on the door of the confession room and let him out.


    The middle-aged man was relieved


    Renault then put on a serious look and said in that impassioned tone:


    "Don''t be afraid of difficulties, face them with a smile! The best way to overcome troubles is to face them! Persistence is victory, come on!"


    He wants to inspire and inspire each other.


    The middle-aged man was stunned. After a little delay, he replied:


    "Pastor, I understand everything, but..."


    "You mean, should I go to the bar for a drink? Or find a woman to vent?"


    "Of course not. Why do you think so? Forget it. Come with me."


    Renault said, taking him all the way to the church door.


    At this time, it was night outside, and the moonlight was bright, rendering the surrounding streets silvery white.


    "If you want to forget your troubles and relieve your stress, the easiest way is to run!"


    Renault said.


    "Running?!"


    The middle-aged man couldn''t help staring, but isn''t it night now?


    Renault did not answer, but two magic tricks of backhand were added to him.


    That is the third-order divine skill of the asylum department. Combined with durability and enthusiasm, it is equivalent to a much weakened heroic encouragement, that is, the fifth-order divine skill that Renault blessed jewelry in Sir Donald''s manor; The group version of this magic is the heroic prayer that Renault wanted to perform but was stopped yesterday.


    However, when performing magic, Renault felt a little wrong. It seemed that the process was not as smooth as before and was a little hindered.


    He didn''t think much about it. Maybe he hasn''t used this low-level magic for a long time. Is it hand birth?


    The middle-aged man who was blessed with divine skill suddenly felt a warm blood in his body, and his whole body seemed to be burning. He even felt as if he was several years younger, so he couldn''t help shouting:


    "Ah! My youth is back!"


    "Go! Release your blood and youth, sprinkle your sweat and passion, and run towards the moon!"


    Renault followed, pushing him on the back.


    The middle-aged man immediately spread his legs and began to run wildly along the street.


    Although he was extremely excited, he did not lose his rationality. He could still control his actions and even feel the changes in his heart, so it would not lead to the tragedy of the bishop before.


    This is also because Renault no longer exerts those magic tricks that affect people''s emotions and thinking.


    With the fast running, the middle-aged man not only didn''t feel tired, but felt more and more relaxed. The heavy burden in his heart seemed to be drained out of his body with sweat, and his whole body had some comfort and relaxation.


    He ran for two hours in one breath. When he returned to the church door again, the duration of magic was over. He immediately felt fatigue and pain coming to him like a tide. He had no strength and could not stand stably. He could only sit at the church door and breathe heavily against the wall.


    But even so, he still found the long lost lightness and cheerfulness in the pain and fatigue, and really forgot the pain and boredom accumulated in his heart.


    When Renault heard what was happening outside, he came out with a baby cat on his head. He was training these little guys just now.


    "Mr. George, are you all right?"


    Asked Renault.


    "Very tired, but very cool, very relaxed, feel great."


    George''s face showed that natural relaxed smile.


    "Can I help you?"


    "No, just let me sit down a little... Ha ha, to tell you the truth, when I was young, I was the best runner in the village. I ran faster than a dog. Many girls like me. Ha ha..."


    George said very brightly, as if he had changed from the melancholy look he had just come in.


    Renault kindly poured him a cup of green tea. He gulped down a few mouthfuls. He felt that his body had regained some strength and was able to act by himself.


    "Thank you so much, Reverend. Can I come tomorrow if I can?"


    "Of course."


    "Ah, yes, I almost forgot..."


    George said, quickly groping around for a while, trying to find some money, but he got nothing


    "Sorry, I seem to have forgotten my money today... Can I bring it to you tomorrow?"


    "Of course."


    Renault replied, with a kind smile on his face.
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