The good priest, who always lived in God's grace, then decided to undertake the hard task of redeeming and rescuing this lost soul. He disguised himself as a humble farmer and on a dark night he also went down to that lonely and dangerous place where he also called upon the Devil at midnight, promising to give him his soul, if he would help him get across to the other side. And the evil bridge appeared over the turbulent torrent. At that same moment, the virtuous and astute priest took out from under his cape a vase of holy water that he sprinkled solemnly with a twig of heather (urze), at the same time that he recited the ritual words of exorcism. The black shape of Satan, hidden in a dense cloud of sulfur, disappeared as if by magic, leaving only the air filled with the smell of pitch and resin.