In the vast and vast arid grassland, the straight road extends to the end of the sky, which is a deserted and lonely feeling.

There was neither tall shade nor the mountains on the grassland. When the hot wind blew, the draft ball rolled over the road.

The clusters of weeds, cracked roads, and the setting sunset gradually, the rough beauty gives people a different kind of spiritual impact, which is a kind of doomsday bleak loneliness.

When Russell opened his eyes, he found himself on the side of the road, and he was the only one.

The good news is that he still has a car, and the bad news is that his gray n-hand sedan broke down.

Russell was not in a hurry to repair the car, opened the suitcase he carried with him, searching for clues to confirm his identity. There was nothing special about the two daily clothes changing, but he found a priest's black robe.

(One`??One)

Russell didn't say much. The identity arranged by the system this time was very consistent with his compassionate temperament. Without thinking, he immediately put the priest's robe on his body.

From now on, he has become a clergyman.

Not to mention, when he changed into the costumes of a clergy, Russell felt that he was more handsome in the mirror, and even his temperament was sublimated.

Next, he found a driver's license with a handsome photo printed on it and a transfer order.

In this world, he was indeed a priest who followed the church's arrangements and was dispatched from township chapels to his headquarters in Los Angeles.

With his identity but no matching memory, Russell did not understand what the Los Angeles headquarters represented and decided to go to the destination first.

With so many worlds coming through, he is also an experienced veteran, knowing that the place that is most likely to trigger the world mission is in Los Angeles.

After flipping out the map, newspaper and other objects on the car, he sorted out the clues and gradually determined the time and place of his world.

In 2000, the United States was located roughly at the junction of Texas and New Mexico.

The road in front of him is the famous Highway 66, the American Mother Highway!

During the period when automobile culture was rising and prevalent, the U.S. government built many highways, and Highway 66 was just a "nameless man".

Compared with the picturesque Highway 1 and the loneliest Highway 50, the characteristic of Highway 66 is that it is long. It crosses Chicago and crosses Los Angeles, spans eight states and three time zones, with a total length of more than 3,900 kilometers.

Its greatness comes from the creation of the times. During the Great Depression of the United States, as the main channel for east-west communication, this highway provided countless jobs and helped the economic recovery in many areas along the way. Many people rely on roads to do business to survive the Great Depression.

Later, the closed and more efficient interstate expressway was laid out across the United States. The original highway system represented by Highway 66 gradually lost its value as the highway itself. The towns along the way were overshadowed, and the once famous businesses closed one by one, making the scene of Highway 66 desolate.

As a transportation artery, Highway 66 is no longer useful, but its sentiment has always been there, and the resurgence of the tourism route is used to change jobs.

Every year, countless tourists travel along this road and enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way. At the same time, it is a favorite of motorcycle drivers, and many truck drivers are obsessed with it.

Russell estimated that the reason he appeared here was, in addition to reporting at the headquarters, the other one was traveling.

"Single-manned travel, either a single dog or a happy trip..."

Russell teased, put the cross necklace on and open the hood to check the reason for the car breaking down.

The oil pump is broken!

The question was big or small, Russell pulled out a hammer from the trunk and started knocking it.

"Ding bee————”

In the same driveway, a white RV stopped, and the white-bearded uncle wearing glasses patted the window: "Hi, Father, do you need help?"

【bite】

[The host contacts the plot character Jacob Fuller and triggers the lottery. Is it now drawn?]

Russell raised his brow and looked at Jacob with a professor's face: "It's a bit troublesome. My car is scrapped. Can I take me a ride?"

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to Los Angeles!"

"Oh, then you're lucky, I'll go to Las Vegas." Jacob glanced at the priest's robe on Russell: "Get on the bus, I can take you to Las Vegas, and the rest of the journey depends on you."

Russell held the cross and blessed with a serious expression: "The Lord will bless you!"

"Come on, since my wife died, I have stopped believing in God." Jacob said unhappily.

"You have misunderstandings about the Lord when you are lost."

"Haha, don't follow me this. I used to be a priest. I have been in this industry for more than 20 years. I can fool people more than you!"

Russell: "…"

You are the boss, you are right!

Less than 20 minutes after becoming a priest, Russell decisively shut up in front of the old senior, carrying his suitcase into the car, and found that there was a man and a woman in the car, both of whom were about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The girl has blonde hair and a lot of freckles on her face. She can't say she is very beautiful, but she is also young and lively.

As for the teenager... his dark hair, dark eyes, yellow skin, and a little fat man, this surprised Russell. Don't say that this is a family, otherwise Jacob would be too miserable.

After several people introduced each other and met each other, Russell learned that they were indeed a family, but Jacob was not a tragedy. As a white man, he had a yellow man's son because his deceased wife was a Chinese.

Father Jacob Fuller, daughter Kate, son Scott, and family of three traveled to Las Vegas.

"Russell, are you really a priest?"

Perhaps because of his skin color, Scott had a good first impression of Russell and held him to ask various questions.

"Why do I look like this? "

Scott and Kate shook their heads together, and Scott said, "My father is a priest, and most of his friends are also priests, and you really don't look like you at all."

"It's right to be different!"

Russell turned on the fooling mode: "You two have good eyesight, so I'll tell the truth. I'm a special combatant affiliated with the secret department of the church. I'm responsible for eliminating demons and exorcising spirits, and fighting on the front line of fighting against the devil."

Kate rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk, while Scott was very interested. Boys of this age liked to fantasy, so they knew that Russell was fooling him, but they still remained interested.

"Russell, do you have mysterious power? How do you usually eliminate demons in your secret department? Do you use the Bible and the Cross, or use superpowers?"

Russell thought for a while and said bluntly: "Usually, we will call 911!"

Scott: ￣△ ￣

"Hahaha, just kidding, how could I call 911? I am a clergyman, God's walker on earth."

"Then... how do you get rid of the demons?"
Chapter completed!