American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

As Chris approached the crowd who were still distributing food, he thought of his daughter.

His daughter Sharon was a child he and his wife Rose adopted after passing all the procedures in a monastery. In the past few years, for some unknown reason, the symptoms of sleepwalking have become more and more serious.

If it was ordinary sleepwalking, just wandering around the house or something, it would be fine, but his daughter Sharon’s sleepwalking was so serious.

It was so serious that she would run out on her own. No matter whether the door was locked or something else, Sharon could still walk out of the room, walk out of the house and come outside. This situation is undoubtedly very dangerous.

The most dangerous time was when the family was traveling. Sharon just closed her eyes in the car, and when the couple got out of the car to arrange the tent, she disappeared and walked to the edge of a nearby cliff.

If it weren’t for the couple, they would have been very concerned about Sharon’s situation and grabbed Sharon from the edge of the cliff in time, otherwise Sharon would have fallen off the cliff that day.

Now I have come to New York to live for a long time just because of my daughter’s condition.

It’s a pity that even some famous doctors in New York are helpless and have no solution to their daughter’s sleepwalking.

In a depressed mood, he couldn’t help but drive around and didn’t know where to go. Until night, he couldn’t help but see that the door of Ahibiyi Church was still open, and he walked in as if he was touched.

After meeting Father York, he actually felt calm after some exchanges.

This interested him very much, and he would come to Ahibiyi Church from time to time to attend Mass with Father Yorkes and pray for his daughter Sharon.

After going back and forth, you will become familiar with it.

Eventually he became a church volunteer.

His wife, Rose, was also influenced by him and would occasionally come to Ahibiyi Church to pray for Sharon and him.

“Mr. Chris?”

Chris thought for a long time, and he didn’t even know he had reached the car. He suddenly woke up when a familiar hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

“Brother John, I’m here to help.”

Chris looked at the monk in front of him who was distributing food and was wearing a simple divine robe, and smiled.

The monk in front of him was very strong and had a very stable and reliable temperament. He seemed silent and had no expression, but his every move was filled with respect for others.

Even so, Chris could see that this monk had a thread that prevented people from getting so close to him.

This is very different from Sister Irene. Sister Irene is like a person who can tolerate all things. She can feel very comfortable when people come into contact with her.

Of course, he is very different from Father York. Although the priest is not as tolerant of all things as Sister Irene, he can still make people feel close to him immediately, like a spring breeze.

Subconsciously comparing the monk with the church clergy, Chris also recalled some memories.

Speaking of which, charity is charity, but not everyone who receives love is good.

A mixed bag of fish and dragons, indicating that there must be bad guys among them.

He still remembered that someone was causing trouble and affecting the distribution of food, and it was this monk who took action to clean up the situation.

Even when there were problems in some poor areas, it was this monk who went to negotiate.

Although I don’t know why, there was an area where some gang members often came, but every time the motorcade came, those vicious gang members disappeared.

“Um.”

John Wick looked at Chris and responded tepidly, then took a step outside and gave up a position.

Chris understood the meaning, consciously filled the gap, and then asked the people in the back to divide into two rows.

“Thanks.”

“Thank you, the Lord will protect you.”

“Thanks.”

“.”

I thanked him again and again, and my eyes were empty for a while.

Everyone who came and queued was given food.

At this time, the time had just arrived, and although there was some food left, it was exactly the same amount.

“Thank you for your help, Mr. Chris.”

A familiar hoarse voice sounded in his ears again, Chris looked over and smiled.

“Brother John, this is what I should do.”

“Yeah.” John Wick still said very few words. He glanced around the scene and took a look at the car that was already being packed over there. He looked at Lucy who was waving and Anna who kept saying something, and said calmly. .

“Let’s go back.”

“Okay.” Chris nodded.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang from somewhere, which startled him, but he quickly reacted with a solemn expression.

This is gunfire.

No matter how people live in the United States, the sound of gunfire has been engraved in their bones. Even though they are very polite, they also have firearms for self-protection at home.

Looking at the scene, where all the people who were still eating had stopped, Chris subconsciously looked at Brother John.

“fine.”

John Wick had already looked in a certain direction and said calmly.

“It’s still some distance away from us.”

With that said, John Wick nodded to Lucy and others over there.

“That’s the territory of the Snake Gang. It’s already very chaotic. Gunfire is normal.”

John Wick said this in a calm but soothing voice, which made Chris feel relieved.

Brother John can indeed make people feel safe. For some reason, he always feels that Brother John is like a person with a mysterious story.

The sound of gunfire was intermittent and disturbing, and people at the scene began to disperse.

“Although it may not affect us here, we’d better get out of here quickly.”

John Wick said, waving to some volunteers and starting to clean up.

“Okay.” Chris nodded.

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Ashibiyi Church.

It was afternoon, and although it was not necessary to turn on the lights, the candles next to them were full.

Row after row of stools surround the statue of Jesus in the center.

The atmosphere is quiet, without any noise, as if the years are quiet.

A few people were sitting everywhere, not disturbing or getting close, just holding their fists and praying silently in their hearts.

In a corner on the right, a very obvious mother and daughter, one big and one small, were sitting.

But the girl was just sleeping, and she was still sleeping on her mother’s lap.

The woman had beautiful blond hair, and her face looked cold and somewhat melancholy. She just looked at her daughter, who was sleeping soundly on her lap, and couldn’t help but sigh.

There was some guilt and distress in his eyes.

Although Sharon was not her biological child, she loved her more than anything else.

After coming to New York for such a long time, she went to many hospitals and received treatment from many doctors, but Sharon’s condition did not improve, but became more and more serious.

Ross couldn’t help but ruffle Sharon’s hair, and then took a sneak peek around.

In fact, she was quite embarrassed.

After all, she had brought her daughter to sleep here too many times.

Fortunately, the clergy of this church were so nice that they didn’t say anything. They wouldn’t even bother me, and they even showed understanding and smiles.

I didn’t see the priest in front, nor the nun.

Rose continued to turn her head and look behind her, and sure enough, the figure of the nun appeared in front of her just as she thought.

This nun looks young, like a college student, but in fact, she can feel that everyone here respects this nun.

Seeing the nun sitting there quietly, flipping through some books, Rose felt peaceful in her heart and continued to look back at her daughter.

Strangely enough, the Ashibiyi church that her husband happened to enter gave her a very special feeling.

Her husband is a devout believer, which has affected her, so she occasionally attends mass in nearby churches.

But those churches I went to did not have the atmosphere of Ahibiyi Church at all.

Unlike other churches, this church only has three clergy.

Ross thought about it seriously, but couldn’t take it for granted.

In fact, what she didn’t know was that this different atmosphere was actually the influence of the holy power and other powers emanating from Yorks themselves.

The difference between ordinary churches and cathedrals, and even sanctuaries, can also be explained by this point.

The cathedral is home to bishops and more clergy, and everything they exude will naturally affect the atmosphere of the cathedral. The cathedral also has holy places, holy objects, etc. that can transform the surrounding environment.

So Rose, who is an ordinary person, of course didn’t know the truth. She just stared down at Sharon.

This is the only place where Sharon sleeps particularly quietly.

In other places, he would always frown or talk in his sleep.

Only here, she can sleep very soundly and nothing will happen, so she often brings her daughter here.

A whole family came here specially today.

She accompanied Sharon, while her husband Chris followed the church car out and did volunteer work.

It was a way to repay the church and do some good deeds. I hope God could take pity on their Sharon and cure her illness one day.

At this moment, Ross saw Sharon’s eyelids move, and then opened her innocent and innocent eyes.

“Mom?”

Ross smiled and said, “Are you awake?”

Sharon sat up suddenly and whispered: “Did I fall asleep again?”

Ross arranged Sharon’s hair as if he had done it many times and said gently.

“Well, are you still having that dream?”

Sharon blinked and looked at her stepmother. Although she knew that the mother in front of her was not her biological mother, she could feel her mother’s love and she also liked this mother. She shook her head and said.

“No.”

After Sharon responded, she glanced at the church as if she was looking for someone.

“Where’s daddy?”

“He went out to help Brother John.” Ross said with a gentle look on his face.

“Look at the time, I should be back soon.”

Speaking of which, they may not necessarily be close to people in the church, but Sharon is willing to be close to them, which is an amazing thing.

You must know that except for their parents, Sharon will not be close to anyone or get close to anyone. They all look very separate, which is why they feel distressed.

Rose couldn’t help but think back to the first time she brought Sharon over.

When Sharon met the priest for the first time, she was actually willing to accept the priest’s head touch.

This was something they had never seen before, so she felt that this church was special, including the priest, his nuns, and the monks.

“oh.”

Sharon responded, somehow keeping her voice low and silent.

Obviously, coming to Ahibiyi Church this time made her feel a little strange in her heart when she was still young.

Ross felt a little distressed, hugged Sharon and whispered.

“sorry, I.”

Sharon shook her head and interrupted Rose.

“I don’t want you to be sorry.”

After saying that, Sharon stretched out her hands and hugged Rose’s waist.

Rose was stunned, and took a deep breath, determined to cure his daughter’s disease.

But what the two of them didn’t know was that a figure came in from the main door behind them.

That was Chris who had just finished his work. He looked at the mother and daughter hugging each other inside, and complicated emotions poured out of his heart.

“Mr. Chris.”

Hearing the sound, he turned to look.

Sister Eileen didn’t know when she came to the side.

“The Lord will protect you.” She said warmly.

Chris said bitterly: “Thank you, Sister Eileen, for letting Sharon sleep here.”

Erin shook her head, “This is the priest’s order. The priest once asked me to arrange a small room inside, but it’s a pity that Ms. Ross only chose to stay here.”

Chris said: “This is enough, Sister Eileen, please convey our gratitude to the priest.”

Erin nodded slightly: “I will.”

“Yeah.” Ross nodded as well and prepared to walk over.

But the words that rang in his ears made him stop for a moment.

“Mr. Ross, if you need help, you can tell me,” Eileen said calmly.

“Perhaps the priest can solve Sharon’s problem.”

Chris frowned subconsciously. Even professional doctors couldn’t solve Sharon’s problem. What could a priest do?

Although he thought Father York was special and respected him very much, he didn’t really think that a priest could solve Sharon’s condition.

There are specialties in the arts, but if it were something else, about supernatural beings and demons, maybe he would still believe it.

But Sharon is obviously not like this.

Chris sighed inwardly, but did not reject the nun’s words at first. Instead, he nodded again and walked slowly towards his wife and daughter.

Erin watched silently as Chris walked over, chatting with Ms. Ross, and then picked up Sharon, who was only about ten years old. She was also curious in her heart.

What she was curious about was why her bishop paid so much attention to her when the child was born.

Seeing Chris walking over with Sharon in his arms and Rose following behind, Erin opened the book and took a piece of paper from it.

That was something specially arranged by the bishop, and after the bishop wrote this piece of paper, he asked her to give it to the Chris family.

Chris looked at the paper handed over by Sister Irene with a confused expression.

“This is?”

“The priest asked me to give it to you.” Irene said while gently stroking the top of Sharon’s head as she smiled.

“He said that if you don’t mind, you might as well take a look when you go back.”

Chris was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Ross.

The two exchanged glances, and Rose reached out and took the paper from the nun.

Erin’s smile didn’t stop, she took a step back and nodded slightly.

Chris suddenly thought of what the nun had just said. After taking a deep breath, he nodded to the nun, then walked towards the main door and left the place.

Ross did the same and followed in Chris’ footsteps.

Erin watched until the Chris family disappeared through the main entrance. She thought about it seriously and left the place and walked slowly to the side aisle.