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A village in the southwest of France lives peacefully, but sometimes headless men appear. Located on the way of a Christian pilgrimage. He leads the pilgrims towards Santiago de Compostela, it is said that ascetics stopped there, tired of walking, they pitched a tent, a village was built. The Christian faith guided their steps. Praying to Jesus Christ brings God closer. The priests and nuns encourage believers to kneel before the altar almost flagellating themselves while singing praises to the Lord.

A failed writer bought a house, they call it the castle, in fact it's an old rectory. During the French Revolution of 1789, the inhabitants seized by a satanic frenzy destroyed it. The presbytery therefore became the largest house in the village. The inhabitants baptized it with the name of castle.

he goes to buy a baguette in a bakery where Ludivine serves, she is so pretty in her pink blouse cut like that of the fifties. There is the young baker worker who would like to have fun with Ludivine's buttocks. It must be admitted that her pretty kitty seduces everyone, everyone would like to tell her a little joke in the fields. She often walks along a path that leads to Compostela.

She is the daughter of the fortune teller, she also casts spells, and protects from the evil eye those who wish to pay her. Everything has a price today. In the village, everyone recognizes that she is a bit of a witch. Those who do not have a viper's tongue claim that she is a magician. We avoid making her angry. Everyone avoids getting too close to Ludivine

While buying bread, the men drink coffee and chat. Barnabé the craftsman who is at war against the URSSAF, Father Gaston a seventy year old man who walks with a crutch, he would like to fuck young women, unfortunately, he no longer runs fast enough. Ludivine's smile reminds him of the spring of his life.

The scribbler discovers that headless men are wandering around the village, everyone sees them and says nothing. He learns that they ensure respect for Christian morality by the inhabitants of the place. Satan will not pervert this blessed land. At the ringing bells, everyone prays.
The author is surprised that no one has lived in his home for more than ten years. The previous owner hanged himself. The local grocer reveals to him that he often spoke with a loanee. What's wrong with that, other than this clergyman lived in the Middle Ages. He is surprised. He is not surprised that people say that he was overcome by madness. Only Ludivine's mother paints a flattering portrait, the fact that the priest who is over a thousand years old does not upset her. She recalls the fertile discussions they had. The man of writing becomes a historian in order to counter the history of his house and the village. Is he approaching the almighty?
One day, the inhabitants are seized by a phobia: eating peas, this love makes women homosexual, or at least, it is claimed, it is a conspiracy.

On the wane, the situation has gone on long enough.

In the village we are used to the deeds and misdeeds of headless men, there, they are caught off guard. They disappear one by one. This desertion perhaps marks the beginning of the end of times. The Last Judgment has undoubtedly arrived.
Who cast this curse, what do they want? It can only be a curse, the honest man eats peas without seeing a woman standing as a goddess of gay love.