Chapter 468
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Before long, Lynch's appearance made RickA understand how the high priest in nagaril knew the word "fund".
Lynch didn't pretend to cater to the local religious habits like the foreigners who settled here. He didn't pinch the blessing gesture to wish everyone happy. He just looked at it calmly and said "hello".
Including the high priest, Lynch only said "hello" as a way to greet them when they met.
He glanced at Rebecca. Rebecca lowered her head in Lynch's gaze. He was still a little afraid of Lynch. It was difficult to forget the pain of fracture.
RickA's retreat and bow made him not notice. When he made these moves, some hopes left in the bottom of the high priest's eyes were dashed and became normal.
"You leave first. I have something to talk to Mr. Lynch." the high priest said. He looked at his favorite little son, who bent over, spread out his hands and left backwards.
He did not resist, because neither Lynch nor the high priest in this room could resist. He had neither the mind nor the ability to resist.
After watching RickA in Lynch's mouth leave, the high priest stood up and walked to a place not far from Lynch. Facing the young man, he couldn't sit cross legged. It was disrespect to the strong.
Lynch may not be a "strong man" in the traditional sense, a strong man with strong physical strength, but he is a strong man with wealth and strong financial strength, which is stronger than a strong man with simple physical strength.
Of course, when facing him, we also need to show our respect.
"This way, please, the air here is not very good..." the high priest invited Lynch to cross the furnishings in the room and go out from the small door on the side of an insignificant wall behind. Then everything became suddenly bright.
No less than the natural environment of the provincial governor's house, there are many tropical high crown trees, and there is a road paved with small stones on the ground, which is very clean.
Bursts of cool wind make people relaxed and happy. Both governors and high priests know how to enjoy.
"Poloreka told me his experience in the Federation during this period. He didn't say it all. He hid some. I can see it. I hope you can tell me what happened in addition to the ordinary things he said?"
As he walked, the high priest first raised his confusion.
He can see that his little son has experienced a great growth. As a father, these children may think he doesn't pay enough attention to them. In fact, he has always cared about these children, and his little son is the most concerned.
He knew what a bad child he was. He was like a bastard since childhood, because he was born in such a family. His father was a high priest. RickA's status was higher than that of the governor's sons. He could do whatever he wanted without fear.
When he was 14 years old, he was no longer a child. He liked to bite and torture the opposite sex. He was moody.
But it doesn't matter. Who let him do well in his last life, cast a good fetus, and become the child of the high priest in his life? He deserves to do so.
Everyone who believes in religion thinks so, and increasingly believes that as long as they can bear all the unfairness now, they will have the opportunity to be born in families such as high priests and provincial governors in the future, and enjoy the same power and fun as those who inflict pain on them today.
When RickA came back from the Federation this time, he changed, became calm, introverted, less publicized and wanton, and finally became like a normal person.
This pleased the high priest, but he was also curious about what had made such a great change to the child.
This is a good change, especially when he can't use his power to protect the child in the future. Every growth and progress he makes now can reduce his chances of encountering danger in the future.
He looked at Lynch seriously. "Even if some... I won't care. I'm just curious about what made him grow up."
Lynch was not as hesitant or embarrassed as the high priest thought. He said a word directly - pain.
"I broke his bone, high priest. When he was awake, of course I would have a reason to do so."
"You know, the Federation is a society ruled by law. He thinks it's normal here. In the Federation, he can be imprisoned in prison all his life, so I used pain to let him understand a truth."
"In the Federation, he is just an ordinary person, not anyone's child, and has no privilege!"
After hearing this, the high priest kept nodding his head, "good, you did a good job. I'm too old. Sometimes I'm not willing to fight these little things. You helped me fill this vacancy."
The high priest with wrinkles and tattoos on his face looked kind at this time, but no one knew that he personally ordered the Dharma protector to kill the sinners who destroyed the temple not long ago.
The so-called kindness, the so-called softness, is only an emotion born when he treats his own children.
To other people's children?
That may just be an extravagant hope.
"I didn't go to school and didn't have the education you said, but I know that people learned to walk and run through wrestling. Their forms may be different, but the essence is the same, just like the truth."
"When poloreka came back, he talked to me about some things. He wanted everyone in his family to settle in the Federation, and I got some from some places..."
He smiled. "Intelligence, my old opponent has sent his family on a cruise to the Federation, isn't it?"
As they walked, the light became stronger and stronger, and the forest was about to go out.
The strong light outside the forest made Lynch in the dark unable to see the scene after the strong light. He paid more attention to the high priest, "yes, I watched them get on the ship."
"I also agreed to poloreka's request. I decided to send my children to the Federation. They are not familiar with the environment there. I'm worried that they will make mistakes."
"So...", the high priest paused a little, "I hope you can give them some help, control their behavior, and teach them how to become a person suitable for living in the union."
"At the same time, I hope I can ask you one thing..."
"What?" Lynch asked.
"Help me set up a foundation. I'm worried that they will hate each other and even do stupid things because of the money in my hand. I'm also afraid that they will encounter swindlers and let them have nothing."
"All I can trust is you, Mr. Lynch. If you can help me, you just need to protect their lives."
When he was about to walk out of the woods, the high priest stopped. He looked at Lynch, with a fine luster in his turbid eyes.
In fact, it was not easy for him to make this decision. He handed over his life savings to a person he was not familiar with, and his children would be subject to this person, which didn't seem to be a smart choice.
But this is also a very smart choice. The high priest has been talking about God for many years in his life. People only pay attention to the process of conveying some ideas instead of God, but forget that his greatest ability in his life is to see people.
He has seen many people, many of whom he can't count. Some of them are poor, some are rich, some are in power, and some are Dalits. He has enough understanding of human nature.
From RickA's fear of mentioning his conflict with Lynch to his bow and surrender when facing Lynch, the high priest understood a truth.
If Lynch has evil thoughts in his heart, none of his children can escape. You know, now they are in nagalil, in his high priest's territory, his favorite children dare not resist Lynch's eyes. After the Federation, these bastards may have begun to wag their tail and beg for mercy if they have a long tail.
Rather than let them hold wealth that does not meet their identity and attract malicious eyes, it is better to exchange some of these wealth for their stable life.
The high priest can live for more than ten years. He doesn't need to share the money he gets later.
This is a deal to exchange the operation right and equity of a foundation for a quiet and prosperous life for his children.
"Why not?", Lynch agreed without much consideration. "I will send them to school and ask special people to teach them some knowledge that they must master in federal life. I will also solve some of their troubles within my ability. I will try my best!"
With this answer, the high priest breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand and moved forward, "come with me and show you some good things..."
The two crossed the woods and crossed the boundary between light and shadow. After the pupils quickly adjusted to suit the light at this time, a golden mountain appeared in front of Lynch.
A golden mountain, a golden mountain in various senses, is a hill piled up with gold bars and gold cakes. It is more than two meters high, and gold bars and gold cakes are scattered on the ground.
The high priest went up, picked up a piece, weighed it in his hand, and threw it at Lynch.
The shock in Lynch's heart soon faded. He took the gold cake thrown by the high priest and looked at it carefully.
Soon he found that the value of this little golden mountain was not as much as he thought, because its content did not seem to be very high.
Some places are obviously white, some places are purple or red. These are not the characteristics of pure gold. There are too many other metals in it. It seems more accurate to say that it is a gold alloy.
The high priest stood in front of the golden mountain, looked at these golden little things and sighed deeply, "this is what I saved in my life..."
"How much do you think they can be worth?"
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Before long, Lynch's appearance made RickA understand how the high priest in nagaril knew the word "fund".
Lynch didn't pretend to cater to the local religious habits like the foreigners who settled here. He didn't pinch the blessing gesture to wish everyone happy. He just looked at it calmly and said "hello".
Including the high priest, Lynch only said "hello" as a way to greet them when they met.
He glanced at Rebecca. Rebecca lowered her head in Lynch's gaze. He was still a little afraid of Lynch. It was difficult to forget the pain of fracture.
RickA's retreat and bow made him not notice. When he made these moves, some hopes left in the bottom of the high priest's eyes were dashed and became normal.
"You leave first. I have something to talk to Mr. Lynch." the high priest said. He looked at his favorite little son, who bent over, spread out his hands and left backwards.
He did not resist, because neither Lynch nor the high priest in this room could resist. He had neither the mind nor the ability to resist.
After watching RickA in Lynch's mouth leave, the high priest stood up and walked to a place not far from Lynch. Facing the young man, he couldn't sit cross legged. It was disrespect to the strong.
Lynch may not be a "strong man" in the traditional sense, a strong man with strong physical strength, but he is a strong man with wealth and strong financial strength, which is stronger than a strong man with simple physical strength.
Of course, when facing him, we also need to show our respect.
"This way, please, the air here is not very good..." the high priest invited Lynch to cross the furnishings in the room and go out from the small door on the side of an insignificant wall behind. Then everything became suddenly bright.
No less than the natural environment of the provincial governor's house, there are many tropical high crown trees, and there is a road paved with small stones on the ground, which is very clean.
Bursts of cool wind make people relaxed and happy. Both governors and high priests know how to enjoy.
"Poloreka told me his experience in the Federation during this period. He didn't say it all. He hid some. I can see it. I hope you can tell me what happened in addition to the ordinary things he said?"
As he walked, the high priest first raised his confusion.
He can see that his little son has experienced a great growth. As a father, these children may think he doesn't pay enough attention to them. In fact, he has always cared about these children, and his little son is the most concerned.
He knew what a bad child he was. He was like a bastard since childhood, because he was born in such a family. His father was a high priest. RickA's status was higher than that of the governor's sons. He could do whatever he wanted without fear.
When he was 14 years old, he was no longer a child. He liked to bite and torture the opposite sex. He was moody.
But it doesn't matter. Who let him do well in his last life, cast a good fetus, and become the child of the high priest in his life? He deserves to do so.
Everyone who believes in religion thinks so, and increasingly believes that as long as they can bear all the unfairness now, they will have the opportunity to be born in families such as high priests and provincial governors in the future, and enjoy the same power and fun as those who inflict pain on them today.
When RickA came back from the Federation this time, he changed, became calm, introverted, less publicized and wanton, and finally became like a normal person.
This pleased the high priest, but he was also curious about what had made such a great change to the child.
This is a good change, especially when he can't use his power to protect the child in the future. Every growth and progress he makes now can reduce his chances of encountering danger in the future.
He looked at Lynch seriously. "Even if some... I won't care. I'm just curious about what made him grow up."
Lynch was not as hesitant or embarrassed as the high priest thought. He said a word directly - pain.
"I broke his bone, high priest. When he was awake, of course I would have a reason to do so."
"You know, the Federation is a society ruled by law. He thinks it's normal here. In the Federation, he can be imprisoned in prison all his life, so I used pain to let him understand a truth."
"In the Federation, he is just an ordinary person, not anyone's child, and has no privilege!"
After hearing this, the high priest kept nodding his head, "good, you did a good job. I'm too old. Sometimes I'm not willing to fight these little things. You helped me fill this vacancy."
The high priest with wrinkles and tattoos on his face looked kind at this time, but no one knew that he personally ordered the Dharma protector to kill the sinners who destroyed the temple not long ago.
The so-called kindness, the so-called softness, is only an emotion born when he treats his own children.
To other people's children?
That may just be an extravagant hope.
"I didn't go to school and didn't have the education you said, but I know that people learned to walk and run through wrestling. Their forms may be different, but the essence is the same, just like the truth."
"When poloreka came back, he talked to me about some things. He wanted everyone in his family to settle in the Federation, and I got some from some places..."
He smiled. "Intelligence, my old opponent has sent his family on a cruise to the Federation, isn't it?"
As they walked, the light became stronger and stronger, and the forest was about to go out.
The strong light outside the forest made Lynch in the dark unable to see the scene after the strong light. He paid more attention to the high priest, "yes, I watched them get on the ship."
"I also agreed to poloreka's request. I decided to send my children to the Federation. They are not familiar with the environment there. I'm worried that they will make mistakes."
"So...", the high priest paused a little, "I hope you can give them some help, control their behavior, and teach them how to become a person suitable for living in the union."
"At the same time, I hope I can ask you one thing..."
"What?" Lynch asked.
"Help me set up a foundation. I'm worried that they will hate each other and even do stupid things because of the money in my hand. I'm also afraid that they will encounter swindlers and let them have nothing."
"All I can trust is you, Mr. Lynch. If you can help me, you just need to protect their lives."
When he was about to walk out of the woods, the high priest stopped. He looked at Lynch, with a fine luster in his turbid eyes.
In fact, it was not easy for him to make this decision. He handed over his life savings to a person he was not familiar with, and his children would be subject to this person, which didn't seem to be a smart choice.
But this is also a very smart choice. The high priest has been talking about God for many years in his life. People only pay attention to the process of conveying some ideas instead of God, but forget that his greatest ability in his life is to see people.
He has seen many people, many of whom he can't count. Some of them are poor, some are rich, some are in power, and some are Dalits. He has enough understanding of human nature.
From RickA's fear of mentioning his conflict with Lynch to his bow and surrender when facing Lynch, the high priest understood a truth.
If Lynch has evil thoughts in his heart, none of his children can escape. You know, now they are in nagalil, in his high priest's territory, his favorite children dare not resist Lynch's eyes. After the Federation, these bastards may have begun to wag their tail and beg for mercy if they have a long tail.
Rather than let them hold wealth that does not meet their identity and attract malicious eyes, it is better to exchange some of these wealth for their stable life.
The high priest can live for more than ten years. He doesn't need to share the money he gets later.
This is a deal to exchange the operation right and equity of a foundation for a quiet and prosperous life for his children.
"Why not?", Lynch agreed without much consideration. "I will send them to school and ask special people to teach them some knowledge that they must master in federal life. I will also solve some of their troubles within my ability. I will try my best!"
With this answer, the high priest breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand and moved forward, "come with me and show you some good things..."
The two crossed the woods and crossed the boundary between light and shadow. After the pupils quickly adjusted to suit the light at this time, a golden mountain appeared in front of Lynch.
A golden mountain, a golden mountain in various senses, is a hill piled up with gold bars and gold cakes. It is more than two meters high, and gold bars and gold cakes are scattered on the ground.
The high priest went up, picked up a piece, weighed it in his hand, and threw it at Lynch.
The shock in Lynch's heart soon faded. He took the gold cake thrown by the high priest and looked at it carefully.
Soon he found that the value of this little golden mountain was not as much as he thought, because its content did not seem to be very high.
Some places are obviously white, some places are purple or red. These are not the characteristics of pure gold. There are too many other metals in it. It seems more accurate to say that it is a gold alloy.
The high priest stood in front of the golden mountain, looked at these golden little things and sighed deeply, "this is what I saved in my life..."
"How much do you think they can be worth?"
Before long, Lynch's appearance made RickA understand how the high priest in nagaril knew the word "fund".Lynch didn't pretend to cater to the local religious habits like the foreigners who settled here. He didn't pinch the blessing gesture to wish everyone happy. He just looked at it calmly and said "hello".Including the high priest, Lynch only said "hello" as a way to greet them when they met.He glanced at Rebecca. Rebecca lowered her head in Lynch's gaze. He was still a little afraid of Lynch. It was difficult to forget the pain of fracture.RickA's retreat and bow made him not notice. When he made these moves, some hopes left in the bottom of the high priest's eyes were dashed and became normal."You leave first. I have something to talk to Mr. Lynch." the high priest said. He looked at his favorite little son, who bent over, spread out his hands and left backwards.He did not resist, because neither Lynch nor the high priest in this room could resist. He had neither the mind nor the ability to resist.After watching RickA in Lynch's mouth leave, the high priest stood up and walked to a place not far from Lynch. Facing the young man, he couldn't sit cross legged. It was disrespect to the strong.Lynch may not be a "strong man" in the traditional sense, a strong man with strong physical strength, but he is a strong man with wealth and strong financial strength, which is stronger than a strong man with simple physical strength.Of course, when facing him, we also need to show our respect."This way, please, the air here is not very good..." the high priest invited Lynch to cross the furnishings in the room and go out from the small door on the side of an insignificant wall behind. Then everything became suddenly bright.No less than the natural environment of the provincial governor's house, there are many tropical high crown trees, and there is a road paved with small stones on the ground, which is very clean.Bursts of cool wind make people relaxed and happy. Both governors and high priests know how to enjoy."Poloreka told me his experience in the Federation during this period. He didn't say it all. He hid some. I can see it. I hope you can tell me what happened in addition to the ordinary things he said?"As he walked, the high priest first raised his confusion.He can see that his little son has experienced a great growth. As a father, these children may think he doesn't pay enough attention to them. In fact, he has always cared about these children, and his little son is the most concerned.He knew what a bad child he was. He was like a bastard since childhood, because he was born in such a family. His father was a high priest. RickA's status was higher than that of the governor's sons. He could do whatever he wanted without fear.When he was 14 years old, he was no longer a child. He liked to bite and torture the opposite sex. He was moody.But it doesn't matter. Who let him do well in his last life, cast a good fetus, and become the child of the high priest in his life? He deserves to do so.Everyone who believes in religion thinks so, and increasingly believes that as long as they can bear all the unfairness now, they will have the opportunity to be born in families such as high priests and provincial governors in the future, and enjoy the same power and fun as those who inflict pain on them today.When RickA came back from the Federation this time, he changed, became calm, introverted, less publicized and wanton, and finally became like a normal person.This pleased the high priest, but he was also curious about what had made such a great change to the child.This is a good change, especially when he can't use his power to protect the child in the future. Every growth and progress he makes now can reduce his chances of encountering danger in the future.He looked at Lynch seriously. "Even if some... I won't care. I'm just curious about what made him grow up."Lynch was not as hesitant or embarrassed as the high priest thought. He said a word directly - pain."I broke his bone, high priest. When he was awake, of course I would have a reason to do so.""You know, the Federation is a society ruled by law. He thinks it's normal here. In the Federation, he can be imprisoned in prison all his life, so I used pain to let him understand a truth.""In the Federation, he is just an ordinary person, not anyone's child, and has no privilege!"After hearing this, the high priest kept nodding his head, "good, you did a good job. I'm too old. Sometimes I'm not willing to fight these little things. You helped me fill this vacancy."The high priest with wrinkles and tattoos on his face looked kind at this time, but no one knew that he personally ordered the Dharma protector to kill the sinners who destroyed the temple not long ago.The so-called kindness, the so-called softness, is only an emotion born when he treats his own children.To other people's children?That may just be an extravagant hope."I didn't go to school and didn't have the education you said, but I know that people learned to walk and run through wrestling. Their forms may be different, but the essence is the same, just like the truth.""When poloreka came back, he talked to me about some things. He wanted everyone in his family to settle in the Federation, and I got some from some places..."He smiled. "Intelligence, my old opponent has sent his family on a cruise to the Federation, isn't it?"As they walked, the light became stronger and stronger, and the forest was about to go out.The strong light outside the forest made Lynch in the dark unable to see the scene after the strong light. He paid more attention to the high priest, "yes, I watched them get on the ship.""I also agreed to poloreka's request. I decided to send my children to the Federation. They are not familiar with the environment there. I'm worried that they will make mistakes.""So...", the high priest paused a little, "I hope you can give them some help, control their behavior, and teach them how to become a person suitable for living in the union.""At the same time, I hope I can ask you one thing...""What?" Lynch asked."Help me set up a foundation. I'm worried that they will hate each other and even do stupid things because of the money in my hand. I'm also afraid that they will encounter swindlers and let them have nothing.""All I can trust is you, Mr. Lynch. If you can help me, you just need to protect their lives."When he was about to walk out of the woods, the high priest stopped. He looked at Lynch, with a fine luster in his turbid eyes.In fact, it was not easy for him to make this decision. He handed over his life savings to a person he was not familiar with, and his children would be subject to this person, which didn't seem to be a smart choice.But this is also a very smart choice. The high priest has been talking about God for many years in his life. People only pay attention to the process of conveying some ideas instead of God, but forget that his greatest ability in his life is to see people.He has seen many people, many of whom he can't count. Some of them are poor, some are rich, some are in power, and some are Dalits. He has enough understanding of human nature.From RickA's fear of mentioning his conflict with Lynch to his bow and surrender when facing Lynch, the high priest understood a truth.If Lynch has evil thoughts in his heart, none of his children can escape. You know, now they are in nagalil, in his high priest's territory, his favorite children dare not resist Lynch's eyes. After the Federation, these bastards may have begun to wag their tail and beg for mercy if they have a long tail.Rather than let them hold wealth that does not meet their identity and attract malicious eyes, it is better to exchange some of these wealth for their stable life.The high priest can live for more than ten years. He doesn't need to share the money he gets later.This is a deal to exchange the operation right and equity of a foundation for a quiet and prosperous life for his children."Why not?", Lynch agreed without much consideration. "I will send them to school and ask special people to teach them some knowledge that they must master in federal life. I will also solve some of their troubles within my ability. I will try my best!"With this answer, the high priest breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand and moved forward, "come with me and show you some good things..."The two crossed the woods and crossed the boundary between light and shadow. After the pupils quickly adjusted to suit the light at this time, a golden mountain appeared in front of Lynch.A golden mountain, a golden mountain in various senses, is a hill piled up with gold bars and gold cakes. It is more than two meters high, and gold bars and gold cakes are scattered on the ground.The high priest went up, picked up a piece, weighed it in his hand, and threw it at Lynch.The shock in Lynch's heart soon faded. He took the gold cake thrown by the high priest and looked at it carefully.Soon he found that the value of this little golden mountain was not as much as he thought, because its content did not seem to be very high.Some places are obviously white, some places are purple or red. These are not the characteristics of pure gold. There are too many other metals in it. It seems more accurate to say that it is a gold alloy.The high priest stood in front of the golden mountain, looked at these golden little things and sighed deeply, "this is what I saved in my life...""How much do you think they can be worth?"
