Tomorrow

Chapter 152 Heretical Tribunal

The big bell on the church steeple was the last to fall from a height.

Along with his frame, the clock fell to pieces and the sound of falling to the ground was loud. This was the last wailing sound from this huge clock.

A group of gray-headed professors surrounded Little Descartes, everyone hiding behind the pedestal of the statue of the Virgin, even if there were no guns on the church square, they were reluctant to leave.

They are the only team in this square without chaos.

Everyone hid behind the pedestal like a quail, just mechanically shouting "God, God...".

Little Descartes felt the blood in his nose, and slowly gathered blood beads on the tip of his nose. When the force of gravity is greater than the viscosity of the blood beads, the blood beads will leave the tip of the nose and fall on his chest. on.

The snow-white beautiful dress with a lot of folds was already stained with blood, and the same was true on his mouth. He even felt that as long as he opened his mouth, his mouth must be stained red with blood.

Very embarrassed.

However, only such an embarrassed appearance can match the scale of the attack encountered today.

The blood on the tip of the nose stays at the tip of the nose for longer and longer, which shows that the blood vessels in the nose have begun to close automatically, which is a good thing.

Professor Paris's red hair was covered with dust and blood stains, and his pale face became paler, which always reminded little Descartes of the legendary vampire Count Dracula.

The appearance of the other professors was not as good as that, but compared with the nobles in the middle of the square, their injuries could not be called injuries, and the most serious thing was that their heads were smashed by flying rocks.

There was a moan in the square.

Professor Paris finally summoned his courage and began to leave the safe shelter of the pedestal to participate in the rescue. Little Descartes naturally participated actively, when he tore his beautiful white dress to wrap a young girl with a broken bone. Seeing the girl's calf looking at him hopefully, she kissed the girl's forehead and said, "God bless you, you are very lucky."

The girl fainted, and little Descartes threw her into the pile of rocks and continued to find the next survivor.

Whether you live or not, it depends on your fate——

However, thinking of Zhang Liang and Qiao Yong's evaluation of European doctors, Little Descartes felt that the possibility of the girl becoming lame was too great.

After helping a beautiful lady who was full of smells wrapped her head, little Descartes took out a short cigarette from his pocket and lit it on a smoking wooden pole.

After taking a deep breath, he looked down at the huge square.

At this time, the smell on the square is unpleasant, and the smell of gunpowder is very heavy, but what makes the nose feel uncomfortable is not the smell of gunpowder and burnt wood, but the strong **** smell that can hardly be removed, and the smell of blood mixed in. The smell in the middle.

When the gunpowder exploded, people were not torn apart. Those flat people were caused by falling rocks. There was one under his feet. This was a fat woman with a heavy stone statue on her body. The stone statue was originally inlaid on the edge of the minaret to drain water.

Little Descartes raised his head and glanced at the remaining minaret. He didn't think the woman needed to be rescued. After all, everything in her body was squeezed out by this stone statue, and the whole person was like a stomped one by him. cockroach.

The headless corpse lying beside her should be her husband. Obviously, her husband's head was knocked off by a cannonball. Therefore, the dead man is more decent, and the folds of the neck are kept intact.

On the edge of the square, the soldiers of the madly knights have hanged many people. Some people may have just been hanged, their bodies still twisting violently.

From the clothing point of view, the clothes of those who were hanged were similar to those of the assassins.

A soldier of the Knights shyly took out a beautiful ring from the only intact hand of the smashed woman in front of Little Descartes, and Little Descartes pointed at the man’s body again, indicating his There is also a ring on the hand.

The soldier opened his mouth full of rotten teeth and smiled at little Descartes, then took off the man's ring, this time it seemed more natural.

Little Descartes said: "Have you caught the assassin? Can I execute the torture myself?"

The soldier looked at little Descartes pityingly and said, "No, they ran very fast. Why, your little lover was smashed and broke his leg?"

"Is it okay under the Pope's crown?"

The soldier greedily looked at a sapphire on Little Descartes' chest and said, "I know that life and death under the crown of the Pope determines the fate of many people."

Little Descartes took off the blue gem without hesitation and threw it to the soldier.

The soldier caught the gem and quickly installed it, and then looked at little Descartes seriously: "Just now, my cousin was responsible for helping the Pope, and there is no death under the Pope."

Little Descartes let out a long sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say the words God bless, he found that the **** soldier was smiling and looking at the four big pearls on his cuff.

Little Descartes immediately gave the pearl buttons to the vampire.

"The leg was broken, the stone fell, and the two legs under the pope's crown were squashed. From below the knee, they were all flat, just like this woman."

The soldier pointed to the poor woman on the ground with only one piece of skin left.

Little Descartes crossed his chest; "Thank God."

The civilians were driven to the assembly place by the soldiers. As for the surviving nobles, they were invited to the prayer house next to the church by groups of very polite soldiers.

As for the injured, they were also taken to the prayer house.

Along the way, I encountered many miserable dead bodies, and a group of people walked into the prayer house in despair, ignoring others.

Only Little Descartes stubbornly carried the girl with the broken leg, and did not allow the wretched soldiers to touch her.

A gloomy cardinal was there waiting for them.

"Correct your attitude and maintain sufficient respect for this adult."

As soon as he walked into the prayer house, Professor Paris solemnly said to little Descartes.

"why?"

"Because he is the chief referee of the famous heretical court, Aspeter."

"Is he the one who took away the wealth my mother left me?"

"Child, forget about it."

Paris's face became serious, and there was a faint warning in it.

Cardinal Aspeter abandoned the usual hypocrisy and straightforwardly said to all the people present: "The devil has come to the world, and anyone who participates in the murder of the pope will be a demon walking in the world.

If your soul still has the slightest possibility of salvation, stand up and tell me who is murdering the pope.

Remember, this is the only way you can prove that your soul has not fallen into hell. "

The nobles present did not show any form of surprise for what happened in front of them. Just today, having experienced such a terrible event, it is the greatest luck to be alive.

A noble with a big belly wanted to leave this **** quickly, so he took a large pile of things from his arms and patted it in front of Aspeter, and then drove away. The soldiers guarding the entrance of the prayer house did not stop him.

Professor Paris smiled and said softly to little Descartes: "Ah, we also have a lot of indulgences. In order to rescue your grandfather, we bought a lot of these things.

I just have some on my body, it should be enough. "

Little Descartes nodded and continued to look at the cardinal, only to see that the rest of the nobles took out indulgences and placed them in front of him, and then left the prayer house.

Everyone lined up and seemed to have acquiesced in the robbery.

Yes, it is robbery. Indulgences are another type of securities issued by the Pope.

This kind of securities has no use in other places. It can only be used as money in the heretical court. After all, the purpose of this thing at the beginning of the issue was to use money to fight the law.

A guilty person can be exonerated by paying the indulgence. In this regard, the Pope is very trustworthy.

The girl with a broken leg woke up in a red faint again. When she figured out her situation, she looked at Little Descartes in despair. After all, among this group of people, she only knew Little Descartes.

Paris and several people had already paid the indulgences and left the prayer house. Little Descartes looked at the door and then at the poor girl. He decisively put the indulgences in the girl's hand, and the girl did not dare to faint again. Constantly thank little Descartes.

Watching the girl being carried away, little Descartes came to the cardinal and said, "Your Excellency, I am not an assassin, nor a miser, but I don’t have an indulgence now. Can you allow me to get it home? , Dedicated to your Excellency."

Cardinal Aspeter looked at the boy in front of him and said coldly: "God will only bless those who are prepared."

Little Descartes lowered his head and slowly moved back into the distance.

Aspeter looked at this well-behaved, kind, and docile young man, even if he was hard-hearted, he had some affection for this young man.

Because these virtues are just the good believers that religion wants to cultivate.

Things did not go beyond what little Descartes expected.

Those who took out indulgences and left, when he came to the prison, he saw them again, including the girl with a broken leg.

He knew that after such a huge incident, all the people who survived were not so easy to pass. Little Descartes even thought that those who prepared a large amount of indulgences might be even more suspicious in the eyes of the cardinal.

Sure enough, little Descartes quickly saw the nobleman who took out a large amount of indulgences to leave. At this time, the nobleman was just a fat overweight man after he took off his clothes.

And ~www.wuxiahere.com~ This fat man is already bloodied all over, and his head is swollen like a pig's head. Even so, he will be tortured in full view.

A long time ago, Christianity did not allow the use of punishment to cause the victim to bleed to death. However, more than 300 years ago, it was deposed by a certain pope. Therefore, nowadays, heretical courts can use many strange punishments.

For example, the two pear-like iron products placed in front of you are like this.

The two priests in black respectively stuffed two pears into the fat nobleman’s mouth and Gudao, and then they vigorously shook the handle behind the pear, and the fat man’s mouth expanded at an incomprehensible speed. Presumably, his Gudao. is also like this.

Just when little Descartes thought that the fat man was about to burst open, the execution priests stopped the execution, and then little Descartes saw that the fat man confessed his guilt very happily.

Moreover, little Descartes could hear clearly that if this guy confessed his guilt, it seemed the same thing he did, if it hadn't been for this guy to admit that he had colluded with the Ottoman Empire and wanted to kill the Pope.

Even Little Descartes thought this guy was his accomplice!