Chapter 1 Different Souls

On the field next to a monastery, the April breeze gently shook the branches and leaves, and the soft sunshine gave the plants the greatest warmth. The lush nurseries were scattered in the small ridges of the fields, and a group of monks in black were scattered to work in the fields.

A little boy in a white coarse cloth is mixed in, squatting on the edge of the field to clean up the weeds in the field.

As if tired, the child stood up, showing a short chestnut hair, a slightly baby fat face, red lips, and lake blue eyes dotted like stars, which looked very pleasing.

He seemed to have encountered something difficult and sighed softly.

"It's been three years. When will this day come to an end?"

I remember that in the past three years, I got up at 4 o'clock every day to worship, started farming at 6 o'clock, had a black noodle lunch at 11 o'clock, and only added two slices of bacon on New Year's holiday. I learned to write and copy books at 14 o'clock in the afternoon, had a black-faced dinner at 18 o'clock, prayed at 19 o'clock, and went to bed on time at 21:00. The law of middle-aged people.

He raised his head and looked at the hot sun, "I'm still a child who wants to grow!"

The boy's name is Noon, but his 9-year-old body is a 30-year-old soul.

Three years ago, Yuan Noen, who had just come to the monastery, died quietly one night after a serious illness because he did not adapt to the new environment.

But a soul that does not belong to this world comes unintectedly.

Noen, I swear! On that day, he really just opened the door of his rental room as usual and prepared to go to work. Then it went dark in front of me. When he woke up again, he had already traveled to this dark world. Fortunately, the original body had just been sent to the monastery at that time. After waking up, it was replaced by the protagonist. The people in the monastery did not find anything abnormal.

But Noon, who had just arrived in this strange environment, was almost driven crazy! With a mature soul, he must always behave in line with a 6-year-old child, otherwise his rebellious behavior is likely to be considered possessed by demons, and then he will be caught for a barbecue.

So our little Noen must always pretend to be innocent and cute, and practice asternice every day like other monks.

However, fortunately, this seems to be a monastery of the bitter monk sect. The monks are very good to themselves, take care of them in daily life, and nothing strange has happened.

"Little Noon" A monk in black waved at him in the distance, "Come here."

After hearing this, Noen quickly changed to an innocent smile and trotted over with his short legs, "Uncle Albert, what's the matter?"

"The dean is looking for you." The monk named Albert showed a friendly smile, took away a piece of grass stalk from Norn's head, and stopped the carriage at the door with his finger. "It seems that there is a guest coming."

Noon smiled at Friar Albert, waved goodbye and ran towards the abbot's office in the monastery.

When passing through the gate, Noen also deliberately observed the carriage: it was a very common four-wheeled carriage. From the dilapidated corners, it could be seen that the owner of the carriage did not seem to be rich. However, there was a lion-patterned flag hanging on the door of the car. The lion stood up and danced, as if he was telling the master's Wu Xun.

At this time, the coachman who was feeding the horse seemed to notice Noon, grinned, and his eyes showed a different look. Noen was stunned but didn't think much about it. He stepped back and ran to the dean's office.

After passing through the magnificent chapel and receiving the attention of the Holy Elephant, Little Noen turned into a deep stone corridor, and at the end of the corridor was a two-story attic. Stepping on the squeaky wooden stairs, Noen finally came to a room, and there seemed to be a faint quarrel inside.

After slightly calming down his breathing, Noon gently knocked on the wooden door.

"Come in" An old voice came from behind the door.

Norn pushed open the door, and what caught his eye was rows of neat bookshelves full of dense books. There is a thick oak table in the middle of the bookshelf, and there is also a pair of ink scrolls on the table.

"Noen, here you are." The abbot behind the table said with a smile. In Noon's memory, the learned and wise old man always had a kind smile, but at this moment, the old man's face was a little serious.

"Little Noon, this is your uncle, Baron Otto from Mecklenburg."

At this time, Noon noticed a 30-year-old knight standing on his right. The knight is about 1.7 meters tall, dressed in a slightly sloppy black hunting suit. His blood-filled eyes show that the knight is not in good condition, but his melancholy temperament and the lake-blue pupils that seem to speak can easily break through the defense of countless noble women and girls.

"This is a middle-aged handsome man with a story," Noen thought to himself.

At the same time, Baron Otto, who had been observing Noon, said, "Son, you seem to have been doing well over the years," but then sighed, "Although it may be a little difficult to accept, you must return to the family with me."

Norn looked at Baron Otto in shock and then at the dean. The dean waved his hand and then signaled Baron Otto to continue talking.

"Your cousin, I was called by the Lord last month," as if recalling the funeral a month ago, Baron Otto paused, "Our family needs an heir now."

Knight Otto turned around and said calmly to the dean, "Although serving the Lord is the best honor for us, I also hope that the dean will not hesitate to let Noon return to his family and spread the glory of the Lord in a secular capacity." The dean drew a cross and replied, "I am very sad about what happened to your family. May God have mercy on you." After saying that, he stood up and walked to Noen and stroked the top of Noen's head with his hand.

"Little Noen, I know you are a smart child," the dean said with a smile. "Although you have only been here for three years, I know you are different from other children. I hope you can always keep in mind the teachings of the Lord and keep a pure heart." Then the dean turned his head and said to Baron Otto, "I will deal with Noon's matter, but about Mrs. Ling..."

Baron Otto interrupted the dean's words, "I will deal with my wife's affairs." He seemed to notice his stiffness. The baron said, "Thank you for taking care of little Noen over the past three years. Please accept the Adler family's service to the Lord." After saying that, Baron Otto bowed slightly to the dean.

The dean sighed and patted Noon on the back. "Go pack up your things and get ready to leave the monastery."

Noen looked at the two people who decided his fate in a daze. After a long time, he lowered his head and said, "Dean, may the Lord always have mercy on you. In the future, little Noen will often come to see you." Then he covered his face and ran out of the door sadly.

"Norn is a good boy." The dean looked at the empty door with a trace of melancholy. After a long time, he turned around and said to Baron Otto with a straight face, "I think you should know the Pope's will..."

On the other side, Noon, who ran out, was a struggling runner, covered his cheeks with his hands and twitched from time to time. Anyone who saw it would feel that this was a sad wanderer who was about to leave home.

Our protagonist, Noon, is full of sadness... What a ghost!!!!

"This damn life is finally over." Noen thought with excitement.

In fact, there was nothing to clean up. Noen simply rolled up a few of his clothes, said goodbye to the monks he was familiar with, and came to the gate of the monastery with sadness. The driver at the door seemed to know everything and helped Noen put the luggage into the carriage.

"Wait, little Noon." Just as Noon was about to get on the bus, Brother Albert, who hurried from the monastery, ran over with a Bible in his arms.

"The dean is afraid to see you sad, so let me give this to you." Brother Albert handed over the Bible in his hand. "May God bless you." After saying that, he drew a cross and said nothing.

"Thank you, Uncle Albert," Norn accepted the gift and waved. Looking back on the dean and Uncle Albert's care for him in the past three years, Noon still felt a trace of sadness.

Albert saw that Noen had accepted the gift and turned around and walked into the monastery.

After waiting for a while, Baron Otto slowly entered the carriage. The baron looked at Noon and seemed to want to say something, but finally knocked on the back wall and signaled the driver to leave.

The carriage started slowly and walked step by step along the dirt path into the vast forest, and the tall trees gradually blocked the sun.

Noen, who was sitting in the carriage, recalled his relatives in his previous life and the little things he had been here for three years. He couldn't help holding the Bible in his arms.