Chapter 1108 Abandoned Church

Han Li asked the peregrine falcons to fly around and check. After learning that there was no one within a few miles around, Han Li released the little brown horse from the vast peach garden.

For nearly two years, this little guy had hardly been called out. Now that he came out, he nudged Han Li with his head and then began to run around happily.

Anyway, there were a few peregrine falcons in the sky to guard, so Han Li didn't restrain him and just watched the little brown horse running back and forth to vent his energy.

Until the little brown horse didn't want to run anymore, but Han Li didn't expect it to stop in the pasture and start eating.

Han Li then remembered that there was only one hundred-year-old ginseng and eighty seeds planted on the black soil in his vast peach garden, and a ginseng seedling that was now four years old.

There was nothing else, only some wild grasses, wild vegetables, and shrubs planted on the edge of the black soil and the hillside.

In addition to the fruit trees, the rest of the mountain is full of huge red pine trees and purple linden trees, interspersed with some Northeast yew, Schisandra, prickly ash, Acanthopanax, and many delicious wild vegetables and mountain mushrooms.

Although the little brown horse has no shortage of food and drink, those things are far less tempting to it than the delicious grass.

After Han Li figured it out, he didn't bother to be polite to the owner of the land, and directly used the decomposition and transplantation of grass into the vast peach garden.

After doing all this, Han Li took out a bench and sat down to wait for the little brown horse to eat.

Until the little brown horse had enough fun, Han Li put on the reins, muzzle, belly band, saddle, and mounted the horse's back and ran away with the little owl with a whistle.

Han Li rode the horse and followed the little owl for a long time. All along the way, they were some muddy paths, there were no road signs, and there were no reference points.

However, according to the changes in the surrounding terrain and the information Han Li saw on the map, he should have entered the Whitehorse Hills area.

This place originally belonged to the jurisdiction of Berkshire, but the English government began to adjust the nearby county boundaries in 1844.

"Counties (Separated Parts) Act 1844", "Local Government Act 1888", "Local Government Act 1894", "Local Government Act 1933", "Local Government Act 1972", etc.

The English royal family passed a series of bills to separate many towns from these states and counties, making them vertical jurisdictions of the royal family and the country.

Some places have even experienced many changes, which has led to many local people now only knowing to pay taxes, but there are still many disputes about which side they should belong to, and it is also one of the topics discussed in their daily lives.

When the sun had set and the sky had begun to darken, Han Li rode into a mountain path on horseback.

This path was paved with gravel and was only wide enough to accommodate a carriage.

Moreover, because there had been no traffic for a long time, the gaps between the gravel had been covered with weeds, and now it was only vaguely visible that there had been a road here.

When Han Li was observing this path, a group of wild goats actually walked out of the bushes next to it.

Faced with such a situation, Han Li almost didn't even think about it, and immediately took out a few short javelins from the decomposition space and threw them out quickly with both hands.

Han Li's skills and accuracy had not declined at all due to his uninterrupted boxing and martial arts training.

The two wild goats screamed immediately, and the other wild goats fled back to the bushes with bleating.

Han Li ignored the wild goats that had already escaped. He gently knocked on the belly of the little brown horse and walked to the two wild goats that had been breathing more and breathing less. He threw two short javelins again without even getting off the horse to end their suffering.

Next, they were decomposed cleanly, and the heads and internal organs were used to improve the food for Ruhua and Siyu's family, and the skin and meat were directly placed in the decomposition space for preservation.

After doing all this, Han Li walked along this road that could no longer be considered a road. When it was completely dark, he came to the place where the little owl found the silver-plated tableware.

Although it was dark now, its wreckage, appearance, and land area told Han Li that this was not an abandoned castle.

Because it had been abandoned for many years, most of the building had collapsed.

Because no one had been here for a long time, the building had been completely integrated into the natural environment. Bushes, weeds, and vines surrounded most of the walls of the building.

After Han Li stretched out his mental power, he found that this was an abandoned church. Judging from the building area, there should have been a relatively lively scene here.

Why is there a church in such a remote wilderness? If you can't find the answer to this question here, you can only go to the library to find information about it.

Now it's completely dark, and Han Li doesn't plan to search in this crumbling church in the dark, so what he needs to do now is to find a place to spend the night.

Although there were several intact rooms in the church in front of him, Han Li did not plan to live in it. If it collapsed in the middle of the night, he would have nowhere to cry.

The weather was good now, and there were no poisonous snakes or beasts in England, so Han Li planned to simply make do with it for one night.

He found two adjacent trees far away from the collapsed church, cleaned up the surrounding weeds with decomposition, took out a rope and tied it between the two trees, and put a piece of plastic cloth on it. A simple but windproof overnight tent was ready.

Han Li piled up stones in front of the tent to make a fire pit. The bonfire made him feel like he was back in the mountains of Shanghe Village. The only difference was that there was no need to worry about wild beasts here.

Han Li removed the muzzle, girth and saddle from the little brown horse and let it relax beside him. Two little owls were on guard around.

He simply built a grill on top of the bonfire, took out a bench and sat down, took out half of the wild goat he had just shot and put it on it to slowly roast it.

Roasting sheep is a technical job, but Han Li did not plan to roast it as a whole before eating it.

He roasted it layer by layer, paired with champagne with a low alcohol content and moderate sweetness. In this dark wilderness, looking at the starry sky in a foreign country has a different flavor.

After eating and drinking, Han Li played guitar for a while in front of the campfire, then washed his face, brushed his teeth and lay down to sleep.

The next day, Han Li was still awakened by his biological clock.

He lit a fire, boiled water, did boxing, practiced the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique, washed himself and made a cup of tea, and then took out the last fried liver from the decomposition space to solve today's breakfast.

Han Li finished his meal and the sky was just getting light. He put away his things and then went to the front of the church to look around.

This church should be Byzantine style, but no matter what style it is, Han Li's first task now is to go in and take a look.

Within the range of his mental power, Han Li accurately found the gate, used decomposition to clear an entrance and walked in.

The entrance is usually the nave of the church, where daily religious activities and worship ceremonies are held.

But now it is empty, except for the stone altars and crosses that cannot be moved, almost everything has disappeared.

Some of them may have been taken away when they abandoned this place, and some may have been completely corrupted. In short, the wild grass, vines and the invasion of time have wiped out many traces.

Seeing this situation, Han Li went directly to the two rooms in the main building that were still well preserved.

However, he not only stretched out his mental power along the way, but also stared at the walls that could fall down at any time, for fear that he would be photographed by accident.

Han Li didn't know what the two well-preserved rooms in the main building were used for, but he saw some interesting news on the blurred murals in the house.

The age of this church is unknown, but its function should be to punish witches and those who violated the Lord's will.

Although the murals are blurred, you can still see the scenes of the monks punishing those sinners.

Binding, whipping, beating, sitting on an unknown chair, locked in. And finally the stake.

Seeing this, Han Li felt that the roasted lamb from last night was not so delicious, but he still took out his camera and took as many pictures of these murals as possible.

Han Li left the main building and walked towards the collapsed houses behind in the ruins and weeds.

According to the tradition here in England, these houses should be the place where the monks of the church live.

Han Li first found two horse sword silver coins under the ruins with his mental power. If it were someone else, they would need to dig out the silver coins bit by bit.

But Han Li only needed to think about it and put it into the decomposition space. The two silver coins were transferred and came to his hands.

Although the two horse sword silver coins were sealed under the ruins, they still could not escape the invasion and corrosion of time.

Han Li took out a piece of rag to wipe the silver coins clean, and he was a little disappointed after seeing the pattern on it clearly.

The pattern on these two horse sword silver coins is the Queen Victoria version, and currently only 10 British pounds are needed in the antique shop in London.

If it were replaced with the George III version of the horse sword silver coin, it could at least be sold for 100 silver coins each, but it is better to have a harvest than nothing.

Then Han Li found a small metal box under the ruins, which contained a Bible made of parchment and a parchment notebook that recorded a certain monk.

Parchment Bibles are not rare in the Western Continent, and they cannot be sold at a high price.

But the things recorded in the parchment notebook of a certain monk are very interesting, and it clearly records his daily life.

In addition to praying and collecting taxes every day, this monk also punishes those sinners personally. In addition to the above methods, there are many ways and means that are not known to outsiders.

Some records are more exciting than those made by Little Red Dot and Jack.

Moreover, Han Li saw the situation of some sinners from this parchment notebook, and the descriptions of them after being possessed by demons are very similar to mental illness.

Is this the origin of witches?

However, there seemed to be no such thing as mental illness in that era, so it seemed reasonable that their strange behavior was regarded as witches.

A monk in the parchment notebook said that many methods such as binding, whipping, and beating were just to help them exorcise the devil.

As for those methods that were not known to outsiders, they were for...