Zhou Hao: "Try it like this!"
He said as he knelt on one knee, praying with his hands, and whispered: "Almighty Father, you are the source of life, a kind father, please look down on this poor man before you, one of your most devout believers, accept him in eternal light, Amen!"
Shirley Yang stared at his father's soul in the air, and Hu Bayi and Fatty were also curious about what Zhou Hao was doing.
As soon as Zhou Hao finished speaking, a faint white light emanated from Shirley Yang's father, but what disappointed Zhou Hao was that the gate of heaven was not opened for him. After all, he was a fallen angel, a person who was rejected by heaven.
Since it won't be turned on automatically, he has to use violence. As long as he prys a crack in heaven, Shirley Yang's father with a pass will go directly to heaven.
He gathered the power of Lucifer's divine nature, and bang, a pair of white wings spread out again. Shirley Yang covered her mouth in surprise. This was the second time she had watched Zhou Hao's wings up close.
A sword of the Brotherhood appeared in Zhou Hao's hand, and he shouted in the air: "Heaven!"
The space seemed to crack in an instant, a thick crack appeared, and a faint holy light shone out from it, covering Shirley Yang's father.
His eyes regained their spirits, and he showed a gratifying smile at Shirley Yang, and the next moment he turned into a faint white light and entered heaven.
The crack soon healed again. Zhou Hao breathed a sigh of relief, put away the Brotherhood Sword, and his wings suddenly disappeared.
He now felt that the God Gree was chatting, and that most of the time he had finally gathered the power of the God Gree in the past two days had disappeared.
Shirley Yang said with anticipation: "This is successful, right? Zhou Hao?"
Zhou Hao: "Fortunately, Lingzun has entered heaven, and he will gain eternal life in heaven."
Shirley Yang cried with joy and drew a cross on her chest, saying, "Thank you, the merciful Lord, the Holy Father..."
Fatty: "I think you should thank Boss Zhou. By the way, Boss Zhou, are your wings real? Why are your clothes not torn? And... Are you doing Western-style salvation? You can do too many things. Taoist salvation, and you can also contact God in the west. Boss Zhou, your way is really wild." He said, and couldn't help but touch Zhou Hao's back.
Zhou Hao: "Haha, wings are just the manifestation of energy, and there are still some connections. I also know Master Miaoshan in Buddhism. When I learn Buddhist scriptures, I may be able to be saved by Buddhism."
"Awesome!" The fat man gave a thumbs up
Shirley Yang hugged Zhou Hao excitedly and said, "Thank you, Zhou Hao, you saved my father's soul."
Hu Bayi turned his head away with a look of ugly expression. He knew it was normal for Americans to hug, but he still couldn't stand Shirley Yang hugging other men.
Especially someone like Zhou Hao, who is a tall, rich and handsome man with unpredictable strength, can't compare to him. If Shirley Yang hugged the fat man, he really didn't care, because the fat man could not compare to him.
Zhou Hao gently pushed Shirley Yang away and said, "We are all friends, thank you so much, and I'll see you."
Hu Bayi also spoke, "Boss Zhou is right. We are all our own people. Staff General Yang, I won't persuade others, but if there is anything, we are there."
Shirley Yang nodded affectionately at Hu Ba.
"Yes, yes! Staff Officer Yang, one of your father fell down, and millions of Hu Bayi stood up..." The fat man rushed to say
Shirley Yang was confused. What are you saying? Why don’t you say millions of dads stand up?
Hu Bayi: "If you don't know how to persuade me, just shut up!"
The fat man said embarrassedly: "Shut up!" Then he walked to the side in shame. He didn't know what he said wrong, but he was already used to what Lao Hu said.
After a while, Shirley Yang finally calmed down. He pointed to the corpse on the ground with red eyes and begged: "Zhou Hao, can you use your spell to help me take my father out?"
She knew that the fat man asked Zhou Hao to pack the coffin and he didn't take it, saying that it was contaminating the food inside him. Now these corpses may be much smaller than the coffin, but the pollution may be even worse.
But she had no choice, only Zhou Hao put it in her magic space is the safest.
Zhou Hao nodded and said, "No problem!" He waved his hand and the bones disappeared from the spot.
Shirley Yang said gratefully: "Thank you!"
Zhou Hao: "It's just a simple task. You're so polite. Hey! This stone is different."
Under Shirley Yang's corpse, there is a stone carved with patterns that is very conspicuous.
Shirley Yang nodded: "I moved my father's bones and found it."
Hu Bayi squatted down and looked carefully, then reached out and pressed the stone, and the stone was pressed in. Suddenly, eight stone pillars rose from around the statue of the mountain god.
At the top of the stone pillar is a small toad. Toad worship is a feature of this mountain god temple. Those who have read Journey to the West know that mountain gods are usually formed by monsters in the wild, so the prototype of this mountain god is about to emerge.
Fatty: "Boss Zhou, look at this mountain god, is there any...?"
Zhou Hao understood what he meant. Zhou Hao said at the Fish Bone Temple that there were no gods, but just a clay sculpture. Fatty was asking Zhou Hao if the mountain god was real.
Zhou Hao: "It's just a statue, but a statue. Brother Wang can rest assured that most of the gods in this world no longer exist. Why does it no longer exist? This matter cannot be said."
Of course, I can't say that this is all caused by fate. He doesn't know if he is spying on him in the dark, so he can't tear him apart for the time being.
The fat man nodded and said, "That's good. I forgot about this, but I remembered it just now. If there really is a spirit, we can't collide with the gods, right?"
Zhou Hao nodded and said, "Yes, the gods enthroned by the Heavenly Court have a backstage, but the gods who occupy the mountain and become kings are all unorthodox, so we are not afraid."
Shirley Yang squatted down and looked at the toad on the stone pillar and said, "Old Hu, will these little toads be any mechanism?"
Hu Bayi looked carefully and nodded, "This should be the mechanism that entered the ancient Dian Kingdom, arranged according to the layout of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams and corresponded to the number of Nine Curves. However, if you want to crack the mechanism here, you must rotate the eight stone pillars in the order of specific mechanisms."
Shirley Yang: "Since here is a secret combination of the Nine Palaces, can we open it according to the odd numbers of the Nine Palaces?"
"The Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams are just appearances. The most important thing is that according to the number of nine bends and loops in the Yilong Sutra, it is difficult to open the odd numbers of the Nine Palaces."
He specializes in his skills and cracks the mechanism, even if he gets the most powerful ghost-catching master in Xiangjiang, the formerly powerful ghost-catching master, not to mention other Feng Shui masters.
Mao Xiaofang was originally an expert in the Feng Shui industry. His disciple He Yingqiu should also understand Feng Shui numerology. Compared with those experts who have no inheritance, he must have an advantage.
Chapter completed!