Do you know what the huge fireball hanging in the sky during the day is called?

Big sun.

Do you know what the disc hanging in the sky is called at night?

The middle sun.

Do you know what the rush that is occasionally lit is called?

Little sun!

Little sun! Did you see it? This is the adjective of the medieval world!

The absurdity of adjectives is not only the case: the river beside the forest is called Dashui; the streams around the village are called Zhongshui; the liquid in the pot is divided into two states, quietly called Xiaoshui, and boiling is called diving; what should I do if the liquid in the wooden bowl? It doesn't matter, it can be called Xiaoshui.

Little water!

Can you believe it?

At least Wu Qingchen couldn't believe his ears at all.

During the emergency training, the staff members repeatedly explained that after entering the medieval world, Wu Qingchen should collect information as much as possible as possible to lay a solid foundation for his next action.

Wu Qingchen originally thought that he only needed to master the language of the medieval world, which should be a very simple task.

However, after being able to talk to the indigenous people in the Middle Ages, Wu Qingchen realized that this was actually a very difficult content.

It has been three or four days since I was able to communicate normally. Wu Qingchen always felt that it was extremely laborious and always had to spend a lot of extra time and energy to experience what the other party wanted to express.

This is a matter of no way. There is a lack of rich vocabulary and precise description. When Wu Qingchen communicates with the residents of the Middle Ages, the most common feeling is that it is unclear. It is very far away from the village, it is very far away from the two mountains, and it is still very far away from the Baron's territory!

How far is it? One day, two days, three days...

Nothing further away.

For the indigenous people in the Middle Ages, from birth to death, most people have never left the village where they live. Even at least half of the indigenous people have never been to the "two days away" market!

Naturally, for three or four days, what Wu Qingchen could learn through chats never exceeded the radius of twenty kilometers.

Even within these twenty kilometers, the content Wu Qingchen could communicate with the indigenous people was limited to peas, cabbage, oats, rye, barley; or goats, roosters, cows, big cows, medium cows, calfs, etc.

It is always these contents that flow to the surface and can be seen with the naked eye.

As for politics, philosophy, art, law...

Please! Let’s save some saliva. So far, Wu Qingchen hasn’t even heard of these words.

Using such a barren language and facing such a communication environment, you can imagine what kind of pain it is for Wu Qingchen, who likes to chat and his biggest hobby after work, is to take a forum to fill in water.

Fortunately, the next activities may be a little new.

Leaving the dirty and dark dining table and following Grace out of the door, Wu Qingchen thought expectantly.

Although both of them were still holding farm tools, then Grace and Wu Qingchen's destination was no longer a certain area around the village, but the most conspicuous building in the center of the village.

church.

Of course, just like the "sun" in the medieval world cannot be pronounced "taiyang", the word "chapel" is just Wu Qingchen's understanding. Anyway, I think the role it plays will not be much different from the role it plays from the role that the church on Earth is playing.

Starting from the wooden house, about ten minutes later, after turning a corner, the sharp corner of the church appeared in front of Wu Qingchen.

The bell had already rang twice. When Wu Qingchen arrived, many villagers had already stood on the gravel road in front of the church. Wu Qingchen and Grace walked to William, and soon several neighbors and friends joined them.

While waiting, Wu Qingchen rarely had nothing to do, nor was he interested in talking with his neighbors about the newly added calf in the Agnes family, and his eyes quickly turned around.

Standing near, Wu Qingchen noticed that compared with the wooden houses in the village, the church is indeed much more solid and more grand. However, there are still a few damaged areas on the low walls on both sides, and a few fresh grass seedlings occasionally emerge in the gaps in the corners of the wall.

The last bell rang.

Most of the villagers standing outside the door began to squeeze into the church, and only some of the reckless people who were probably used to making friends remained outside.

After walking inside, Wu Qingchen found that although rows of wooden benches were neatly placed on both sides of the church, no one sat on it. Occasionally, some children showed this tendency, and were quickly pulled by their father or mother and scolded softly.

There are few people in the church usually, but when you look at these wooden benches, Wu Qingchen rarely sees dust or stains. Most of them are even cleaner than the stools that Wu Qingchen has people sitting on several times a day.

There is still a little time before praying and preaching every half month. Taking advantage of the last chance, most of the villagers in the church are talking enthusiastically, and some people walk around from time to time, choosing close companions or finding a better location.

This situation lasted for about ten minutes. After that, the side door at the back of the church suddenly opened halfway, and a boy of similar age as Los/More walked in and swept the altar and the podium at the front of the church with a feather duster.

After doing this, the boy stood on the side of the podium. A pastor in a white robe and about thirty years old walked into the church quickly. The villagers on both sides quickly became much quieter, with only occasional coughing and whispering with low voices.

"bite……"

With a crisp chirping, the little boy on the side of the podium hid his feather duster. At this time, he was gently knocking on a small chime placed on the edge of the podium with a small wooden hammer.

here we go?

Wu Qingchen unconsciously pulled the two collars of the outer robe and stood up a little straight.

Starting with a crisp "ding", the young pastor used a monotonous and low voice, probably a classic recitation. After a few sentences, he changed into a song that led to sing or answered, and responded with the little boy next to him.

The ceremony did begin, but Wu Qingchen could not hear the pastor's words clearly. Most of them were chanting and praying, and sometimes even some murmurs that were completely inaudible.

There was nothing I could do about it. Hearing the tone that was not far from his time to fool his family a few days ago, Wu Qingchen quickly glanced left and right, and soon found that his nervousness and silence were unnecessary, because before the pastor's recitation had passed, many villagers started chatting again, and some even lazily leaned on the pillar.

That's OK?

This is completely inconsistent with the religious rituals that Wu Qingchen learned from movies or books.

However, such a relatively loose religious environment must be more in line with Wu Qingchen's wishes. Without a trace, Wu Qingchen's legs also relaxed a little.

The pastor's recitation and chanting lasted about ten minutes.

The little boy on the side of the podium knocked on the chime again, and the pastor walked off the podium and stood next to the altar.

The villagers were quieter again. After waiting for a while, the atmosphere in the church was stable enough, the pastor changed into a solemn expression and a little serious, but he returned to the tone of normal narrative.

This is to explain the creed, that is, preaching.

However, Wu Qingchen didn't know these things at this time. Wu Qingchen only knew that what the pastor said at this time finally returned to the scope that most of them could understand. Hurry up and listen carefully.

The content of the pastor's statement is not complicated. First, it reminds the villagers to recall the previous sermons about confessing their sins, briefly describes several precepts that have been explained this year, and then begins to focus on explaining another sin that should be avoided, that is, laziness, laziness makes people ugly and will never be beautiful anymore.

When it comes to good times, the pastor focuses on describing a beautiful world, which is probably a paradise where you can eat a lot of mug every day and you only need to cultivate until dark every day to fill your stomach; when it comes to ugly, the pastor focuses on describing a terrible world, which is probably a hell where wheat can never be grown and no matter how you eat it, it is impossible to eat it.

This is such a beautiful and terrible world...

Wu Qingchen tried his best to stay serious, but he still twitched the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.

However, even with such a simple vision and such empty intimidation, the pastor's sermon can occasionally arouse the villagers' eyes wide and reveal their unhidden yearning, or cover their mouths and make a few terrified screams.

In this way, for about an hour, the little boy beat the chime again. The pastor returned to the podium and recited and chanted again for about ten minutes, and the ceremony ended.

This is not the end. Next, there is a key content of Grace, or the villagers of the entire Akerry village who actively participate in this prayer together.

Distribute the Holy Food.

Putting down the classics in his hand, the pastor took out a tree strip from one side of the altar, immersed it in the water bowl in front of the altar, closed his eyes and muttered it for a moment, then took out the tree strip and hung it onto the two wooden boxes beside the altar. After a few clicks, the pastor opened his eyes again, raised the tree strip high, and patted his shoulders with the villagers who had become much quieter at some time, and sang a solemnly, "Master, be with you."

Then, several middle-aged men standing in front approached the altar, opened the wooden box, took out wooden plates filled with sacred food, and distributed them to the villagers who participated in the prayer.

Wu Qingchen soon got a share.

After carefully pinching this hard-won sacred food, Wu Qingchen's fingers trembled slightly.

There was no way, Wu Qingchen had to be so excited: the appearance of this sacred black bread was so terrifying, and the mold spots all over his body were shocking. Wu Qingchen widened his eyes carefully before finally finding two positions from the dense spots that could barely squeeze down his fingers. Maintaining this awkward posture was a bit tormenting Wu Qingchen's fingers.

What the hell……

I know that I must not have any damn expectations for this damn world!

Just at this moment, I don’t know if it was because of my emotions being too angry, the church, altar, pastor, and villagers in front of Wu Qingchen suddenly trembled slightly at the same time.

Hum? What's wrong?

Wu Qingchen was slightly stunned.

The next tremor will soon come.

This is the tenth day of entering the Middle Ages!

Wu Qingchen immediately reacted, and this cognition immediately accelerated the whole world's tremor, and everything suddenly trembled violently at the same time.

The next moment, a white light suddenly crawled Wu Qingchen's eyes, and then returned to darkness in an instant.

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The room where the subject of the astronomical event is temporarily resting.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and Wu Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes.

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

The first thing that drilled into Wu Qingchen's ear was the voice of an old acquaintance. At the door a few meters away, the young Officer Ji leaned slantedly on the door, grinning and showing a smile: "Brother Qingchen, welcome back to the earth, what can I do for you?"

Ha...I'm back!

I'm back!

In an instant, Wu Qingchen's mind was stirring. At the same time, a series of sentences that had absolutely no hesitation quickly rushed out of Wu Qingchen's mouth: "I want buns, soy milk, noodles, and fish fillets... Apart from the damn porridge, if there is anything to eat, please help me get some... Put oil! Add salt!"
Chapter completed!