Jin Mingjun woke up from a dirty and dark dungeon.
Even though he had been detained for a night, Jin Mingjun was still not used to the unique stench of the prison in the Nirpur area.
In addition, the wounds on the corners of the mouth and cheeks hurt.
This made Pastor Jin Mingjun somewhat regretful.
He was really impulsive in bringing his brother here this time.
Wow!
In the darkness, Jin Mingjun vaguely heard someone walking above not far away, and someone was discussing something in dialect.
Jin Mingjun has a good memory and understands several commonly used local vocabulary.
Ghosts and gods, sacrifices, eating...
Jin Mingjun turned pale when he heard this, and many bad pictures came to his mind.
It’s not that I really think that the temple that has gradually grown in fame and attracted the attention of priests like them will really summon ghosts and gods.
But Jin Mingjun knew very well that in these barbaric places that did not communicate with the Holy Lord, there were many temples that kept man-eating tigers.
From time to time, there are rumors that feeding sinners or lowly people to tigers is the last mercy for them and their last honor.
In this way, you can accumulate more good things in your next life. If you accumulate enough for ten lifetimes, maybe you can be reincarnated as a noble person in your next life, from soul to body.
"Holy Lord, save us, bless us with miracles, and let your door come to take away the souls of our devout people."
In the corner, Jin Mingjun heard that his brother, who was one year older than him, seemed to have a mental breakdown and was curled up in the corner praying incoherently.
This is completely different from his previous behavior. Fortunately, it is not related to him by blood, so he does not need to be embarrassed by it.
Jin Mingjun was thinking when he suddenly heard something seem to open the door of the dungeon.
It's just that...with only a yellowish light bulb remaining as illumination, he couldn't see anything at the door through the iron bars.
Instead, a gust of cold wind blew along the darkness, making Jin Mingjun's skin feel cold.
It also made him look at the empty front with wide eyes in astonishment, but he could hear the thump... thump of footsteps on the ground.
Invisible people?
No, it’s a monster, it’s a ghost coming!
Are the ghosts and gods enshrined in this temple real?
Jin Mingjun could feel that as the dungeon door was opened, the surrounding temperature was also dropping rapidly.
Jin Mingjun's lips quickly turned purple, and goosebumps appeared all over his skin under the rapidly dropping temperature.
ah!
The man in the corner also noticed the abnormality and was pressing his head on the mud, begging for mercy not to eat him.
There should be some sense left, and the begging for mercy was not in stick language but in the local dialect.
Su Ping came invisibly and activated the ice array to add some special effects to supplement the mystery that might not be enough.
Under his consciousness, the emotional fluctuations of these two stick priests were clearly visible to him.
Therefore, Su Ping was convinced that these two priests were not fanatical believers.
Are the fanatic believers who really only have the Holy Lord in their minds? When they see their appearance, why don’t they jump up and shout that in the name of the Holy Lord, the devil will retreat?
Su Ping stopped at the prison. As soon as he used his magic to control objects, the prison keyhole opened with a click, and then the wooden door slowly creaked open.
call!
Watching the door slowly open.
Jin Mingjun's pupils shrank twice, and at the same time, as Su Ping slowly released his extraordinary aura.
The extraordinary suppression of mortals by the ninth-level Qi-training monks comes from their souls and genes.
It also made Jin Mingjun feel the throbbing and danger reminder deep in his soul.
"Why did you come to desecrate my place?"
In the cold air, a voice that was indistinguishable from male to female came out, a bit like a synthesized voice.
Jin Mingjun can no longer care so much and has no intention of distinguishing anything.
It was like grabbing a life-saving straw.
Jin Mingjun suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, began to beg for mercy and told the whole story of the incident.
During this period, another priest also added a sentence or two in time, fearing that he would not be involved and would be eaten by ghosts and gods afterwards.
As these two pastors tell everything they know.
Su Ping finally understood why there were still so many Bangzi Kingdom priests who dared to run around and perform performance art at this time.
The group that Pastor Jin Mingjun belongs to is a new group in Bangzi Kingdom that has only emerged in the past two years.
Also because it has just emerged.
Like many predecessors, this team still maintains a rule of clear rewards and punishments for this purpose.
Except for the leader, all positions in this group are allocated based on scores obtained through examinations and performance.
As long as you study the teachings well, do well in exams, and have solid performance, you can really improve your teaching level and make a lot of profits.
This is simply the most acceptable standard template for Chinese people who have been taking exams for half their lives.
In addition, if you work hard and make progress, you will see rewards. It is no wonder that so many believers are so motivated that they even dare to go abroad to show off their performance.
As long as they can't die for this kind of show, in fact, proportionally speaking, most of them really can't die.
And if you are released, you can experience eating from the Holy Bishop for a lifetime when you return home.
Even if you change jobs to join those big groups, it's still a great plus.
"Why do I feel like these guys are gray financial investment companies disguised as mysterious sects? No, many of them are also industrial and even undertake important community management and emergency functions."
"Not only can we take money from believers, but we can also take money from tycoons. Even if we become big, we can also get money from bureaucrats!"
"They have transformed and become a bridge connecting the upper and lower floors."
"No wonder there are so many organizations popping up in the Bangzi Congress. I used to think that they were just a lot of pressure and fools. Now it seems that they are not just a bunch of former big landowners, but old country gentlemen are also enjoying the blessings in their skins."
Su Ping analyzed it and vaguely noticed part of the underlying logic.
But this has nothing to do with Su Ping. All he needs is a breakthrough to farm.
As a result, Su Ping began to wonder how these organizations would look shocked and disbelieving when they suddenly discovered that the mysterious skins they were wearing suddenly came to life.
Early in the morning.
Pastor Jin Mingjun, who was still in a daze, was taken out of the dungeon and had a simple breakfast of unknown paste.
He got the call.
So Jin Mingjun started to make a call for help.
In Bangzi, the emerging group that Jin Mingjun belongs to is called the Morning Star Sect. The leader was very excited when he found out that Jin Mingjun was still alive.
And immediately offered to help.
After all, the video of Kim Mingjun and the two going to make a big fuss at the temple in Gade City has long been transmitted to the Bangzi Kingdom’s online community through the satellite network.
It became another ironclad proof for them to promote their faith in the Holy Lord.
If they can return alive, the leader will use their connections to arrange to appear on TV shows, or even publish books and engage in activities.
It is still very helpful for their Morning Star Sect to become bigger and stronger!
So, a professional negotiation team rushed to the temple that afternoon.
After having a simple and friendly discussion with Master Tapu who had already received the revelation.
After leaving a bag of cash, the negotiation team took away the two pastors.
However, the captain of the negotiation team, who is also a native of Bangzi and was a member of the original Blue Star rescue team, vaguely felt that the two priests who were rescued this time were acting a little abnormal?
Aren't the fellow priests who were rescued in the past all loud mouths who kept talking about things? Why are they so quiet this time?
Is there something special about the temple here that really scares these priests?
The captain arranged for a psychiatrist to check and confirm that there was nothing serious.
The captain planned to take a short rest, but Jin Mingjun insisted on leaving Nirbo immediately and returning to Bangzi Country.
And willing to pay more for it.
For the sake of overtime pay, the captain agreed after discussing it with the team members.
So, Jin Mingjun and others boarded the special plane and flew to Bangzi Country.
Throughout the whole process, neither the captain nor the guests on the plane knew that there was an uninvited guest beside Pastor Jin Mingjun.
…………
Bangzi Country, the most densely populated capital area.
In a real place where every inch of land is precious.
The Morning Star Sect spent a lot of effort to build a three-story building here and converted it into a temporary church.
Their leader has been living here recently, personally training a new group of young talents.
The leader's name is Li Yongxiu. He just turned fifty this year. He has served as an ace special forces soldier and has also made meritorious deeds.
Later, after his business failed, he had no money to find a psychiatrist, so he found a priest in order to seek spiritual sustenance, and received spiritual comfort there.
Then he was smart and suddenly realized that with his relatives and friends in his hometown as his foundation, what business would be better than opening a sect?
So, as soon as the sect started to think about it, the leader of the world suddenly became as powerful as a fish in water.
And rely on the policy of fair distribution and reward for meritorious service in the distribution of sect profits.
It has attracted more and more talents from all aspects and has the foundation to become bigger and stronger!
If it can overcome development difficulties and break through bottlenecks in the future, this sect will be able to leave its name in Bangzi Country.
And if it fails...it will either self-destruct and be eaten by others, and the leader, including the leader, will become leaders of other teams.
Either they give up on themselves and become another small sect whose behavior becomes more and more extreme, and survive by becoming someone else's black glove.
For a better future, this leader seems to attach great importance to Jin Mingjun and his party.
So, we just got off the plane here.
The leader over there started asking people to hold a welcoming ceremony.
Like two heroes who defeated the devil, Jin Mingjun and his brother came to the small building where the leader was, and smiled stiffly to welcome the guests around them.
The leader of the cult, Li Yongxiu, also stood up to greet them with a smile, and blessed them in the name of the Archbishop of the Morning Star Cult.
At this moment, the leader's pupils suddenly shrank a few times, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Tens of seconds later, the leader declined the invitation from people around him, citing the reason that he wanted to discuss the exorcism trip in secret with Kim Mingjun and others.
Entered the leader's office on the third floor with Jin Mingjun and others.
Click, lock the door, and make sure that the renovated office is still very soundproof.
thump!
Leader Li Yongxiu knelt down towards the air next to Jin Mingjun:
"The supreme, great and merciful Lord Angel!"
"There were so many people just now, and your followers are now kneeling down to pray for you!"
The invisible Su Ping looked at the leader who was kneeling down and felt that this man was also a talent.
It’s no wonder that someone who became a monk halfway through can still develop a career.
but……
"You're kneeling in the wrong direction."
Su Ping spoke calmly, and slowly the figure of Baihe Boy appeared in the air.
But this time his incarnation is that of a white crane boy with wings.
Uh-huh!
Looking at the White Crane boy who seemed to be floating in mid-air.
Jin Mingjun and others also knelt down with their legs weak.
At first, Jin Mingjun thought that the leader Li Yongxiu, who heard the secret words of ghosts and gods when he was blessing himself, was afraid of ghosts and gods, so he immediately surrendered after returning to the secret room.
Unexpectedly... the person who followed me to punish the sect in front of me really looked like an angel?
No, no, how can a real angel be so cute and in line with human aesthetics?
That is a group of the earliest versions of indescribable things!
The leader Li Yongxiu didn't think too much about it. Anyway, the conquered or recognized gods can be angels.
The Lord of Hell can also be the King of Angels.
He felt that as a member of the Morning Star Sect, there was nothing wrong with calling ghosts and gods angels.
Now that he saw the White Crane boy appear, he was just slightly shocked, and quickly changed the direction of his kneeling, and saluted again.
"Angel?"
Su Ping smiled lightly and said:
"I don't like or hate this kind of honorary title."
"but!"
"You... are you worthy of calling me that?"
Bai Hetong's eyes narrowed slightly.
The air temperature in the room suddenly dropped.
At the same time, a wave of pressure came to the leader Li Yongxiu, causing him to lie on the carpet with a click.
His whole body was shaking, and his lips were moving in an attempt to beg for mercy, but there was no chance to do so.
Jin Mingjun and others lowered their heads, trembling bodies and did not dare to stop them.
After a while, until the leader Li Yongxiu felt that all the bones in his body were being crushed, the pressure slowly disappeared.
He opened his mouth to breathe frantically, with the joy of saving his life in his eyes.
It was also at this moment that, for the first time, the leader truly believed in the existence of the mystery.
"You have blasphemed me."
"If you don't want your soul after death to be taken away by me and burned for ten thousand years to atone for your sins."
"While you are still alive, sign a slave contract with me."
Su Ping glanced at these stick priests, waved his hand silently as he spoke, and three scrolls fell down.
These scrolls are inferior products that cannot be used to make talisman skins.
The immortal inscriptions engraved on it are of no use either.
In other words, if ordinary people look at it for a long time, it will consume their energy and make them feel uncomfortable.
Of course, Su Ping said casually about the contract.
But Su Ping knew that these stick priests who played the Holy Bishop sect would definitely involve black magic and demonic theories.
The trust in Contract One is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Especially now that this contract still comes from the hands of an obviously mysterious existence.
No wonder Jin Mingjun, the leader and others don’t believe it!
"Sign! I sign!"
After the leader Li Yongxiu got up, he reacted immediately after understanding Su Ping's words. He lay prone at the feet of Baihe Boy, bitten his fingers and wrote his name on the paper.
After writing his name, he looked at the immortal text on the contract paper.
When they find that they don't recognize anyone, they feel dizzy, and even feel that the words are moving and laughing at them.
Li Yongxiu and Jin Mingjun both gasped.
I believed in my heart that this contract must be true!
Those words must be some kind of extraordinary words dedicated to the contract!
It’s almost the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket ▄██●
(End of chapter)
