1395 The Foreign Monk Chants Better (1/2)

The priest's words made Zhang Zian feel awkward. There were rumors of cat abuse in the neighborhood. He had heard that from the old grandmother who had been scavenging, and it was not the first time that cat abuse had occurred. There was sporadic news about this all over the country and even around the world. Therefore, it was not something new. The freshness of it was... Why, when there were cat abuse incidents in Binhai City, the priest now had to report it to American church members and ask them to solve this problem?

Was it true that...the American cleric referred to by the priest was the international warrior Bethune? That guy was Canadian!

To Zhuang Xiaodie, the priest's words were not worthy of hearing, because this was a memory that Zhang Zian did not have!

The incident of cat abuse, or the incident of malicious abuse of small animals, had existed in ancient times. It would be illogical to remove this from his memory, so she'd reserved some common knowledge about cat abuse incidents, but only limited to his common sense. The memory of ”a large-scale cat abuse incident in Binhai City” had been blocked. Otherwise, it would remind him of the cat god statue and the Russian blue cat.

But the priest had just said that the cat abuse incident occurred in the vicinity. This was actually very close to the ”massive cat abuse incident.”

Even in a dream, Zhang Zian tended to say hello to those whom he had known in reality. This was because he felt that they were very familiar and naturally felt attracted to them, besides those like taxi drivers, whom he would only speak one or two sentences to. Zhang Zian would speak more with everyone else, as if he did indeed know them.

However, she repeatedly checked his memory and determined that he had never seen this priest in reality.

When he'd first come to this street in reality, he had also met this photography society and the guy named Luo Qingyu at the entrance of the church. However, he had not met this priest, nor had he been stopped by the priest.

How was this happening?

Had the dream been modified by that dog yet again?

”Child, you don't look very good. Do you want to come in and sit for a while?” The priest noticed that Zhuang Xiaodie's face was a little tense and pointed to the church. He was much older than Zhang Zian, and it was, therefore, normal to call them ”child,” although for him, calling the person ”child” had another meaning.

Perhaps afraid that Zhuang Xiaodie would think otherwise of his intention, the priest hurriedly explained, ”Just sit for a while. We will not preach the doctrine to you against your wishes.”

Zhang Zian asked her, ”Would you like to go in and sit for a while?”

”No need to.” She glanced at the church and felt that there was something...a strange feeling. ”I really want to know about the cat abuse incident. Can you please tell me more?”

The priest glanced at the black-and-white kitten again. Following conventional thinking, he thought that she was worried that her cat would get hurt, so she was concerned about the cat abuse incident.

”Of course. The sporadic cat abuse incident was discovered nearby by church members. At first, we thought it was just one case. However, since that time, cat abuse incidents have become more frequent, and the methods have become more and more cruel... I am afraid to scare you and will not elaborate on the specific details. In short, it is horrible, and it is not like something human beings would do.”

The priest finished on a sad and sorrowful note, and he sighed again and again. He made a cross sign across his chest, his lips moving slightly. it seemed he was saying a prayer.