"It seems that the devil must have won." The female dean pointed to the cross inserted between the bones and said, "Otherwise, he would not have ended like this."
Uncle Jiu shook his head: "If the ghost wins, your foreign church will have long been cut off from its heritage. So, he should have won, at the expense of himself."
"It doesn't make much sense to discuss who loses and who wins now." Qin Yao came to the wall, stood between two photo frames hanging on the wall, and knocked on one of the photo frames: "This one should be Father Thunder as the dean said, right?"
The female dean nodded slightly: "That's right. More than ten years ago, the two priests came here with the glory of the Lord, and built this church from nothing to something."
"Father Qi sacrificed himself, where is this Father Thunder?" Qin Yao asked.
The female dean: "I don't know, but judging from the results, I should have died."
Qin Yao remembered the foreign zombie in the movie. To be precise, it should be called a vampire, and said in a deep voice: "Not necessarily."
Female Dean: "???"
"Captain, please bring someone to make some torches." Qin Yao did not explain, scanned the lounge and finally set his eyes on the wooden door of an inner room.
Lou Xiaoguang followed his gaze and his heart tightened: "Do you suspect that the bats are hidden in this room?"
Qin Yao nodded and asked the female dean: "There should be a window in this inner room, right?"
“Yes, this is a bedroom.”
"If I expected it would be fine, the window must be open or broken." Qin Yao said.
"So should we seal the window first and then burn the bats to avoid any fish that misses the net?" Lou Xiaoguang suggested.
Qin Yao waved his hand: "This church is just a gathering place for bats in your village. We must find their origin through the bats in the church. Otherwise, even if the bats are burned to death and bats come from other places, will it still not be able to solve the problem?"
"Since that's the case, what else do you need to do torches?"
Qin Yao glanced at him: "Protect you. If there is no threat of flames, hundreds of bats will pounce on your face. Can you bear it?"
Lou Xiaoguang imagined the scene and shivered.
Not long after, eight members of the security team brought sixteen torches, Qin Yao kicked open the wooden door of the inner room, and a group of bats were frightened and subconsciously rushed towards the door.
The members of the security team poked the torches forward, and the bats sensed the threat of flames, turned around, rushed upwards, and hit the wall with crackling sounds.
"Shoot and kill them." Lou Xiaoguang shouted.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The gunshots sounded like firecrackers, and bats fell down in response. However, until all the bullets in the security team fired the empty guns, the ground was covered with bat corpses, and there were no few bats lingering in this room.
"Look at the roof." Qin Yao said.
Everyone looked up and their hearts shivered.
I saw countless bats squeezing on the roof, not only densely packed, but also stacked layers after layer...
Uncle Jiu stepped into the inner room, turned around and took out a yellow talisman. He shook it gently, and the yellow talisman spontaneously ignited and was thrown towards the roof by him.
"Master Lin, our guns are not useful. Your little yellow talisman..." Lou Xiaoguang spoke.
"boom!"
When the yellow talisman touched the bat, it suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the surging flames interrupted all doubts.
"Squeak squeak..."
Countless bats struggled desperately in the sea of ​​fire, rushing towards the window in groups.
However, there were too many bats and the windows were too small. Only some of the bats escaped, while more were engulfed by the flames.
"You bring people here to protect the nuns, Qin Yao, come with me." Uncle Jiu pointed at Lou Xiaoguang, turned around and ran outside the house.
Lou Xiaoguang opened his mouth and wanted to reply, but before he could say it, the master and apprentice disappeared.
Under the control of fear, people will want to go home, want to go back to the collective, and so will bats.
Groups of bats that survived the disaster flew out of the window and flew in the same direction with a strange cry.
Uncle Jiu and Qin Yao had divine movement talismans on their legs, and they were flying on the ground like lightning, followed closely by the bats.
Time flies, night leaves dusk, and the darkness quickly falls between heaven and earth.
In the low air, countless bats returned to their nests like milk swallows and threw themselves into a gloomy mountain. The night wind blew the poplar trees all over the mountains, and the leaves were clattering, sounding like clapping hands.
In folk legends, it is called ghost clapping.
Qin Yao summoned Gauss' pistol and said cautiously: "Master, there are no ones in this wilderness ridge. Just set fire to the mountain. Otherwise, if there is a huge bat nest in the mountain, how many can we kill even if we try our best?"
"Although there are no one in the mountain, there are definitely more than bats. Setting fire to the mountains and slaughtering creatures will hurt the harmony of the sky and damage the good deeds." Uncle Jiu shook his head and said.
Qin Yao: “…”
All right.
They are here to earn good deeds. If they lose money in the end because of burning mountains, wouldn’t they be busy with work this day?
Then.
The master and apprentice walked into the mountains and forests with slight hands. Uncle Jiu took out a compass from his arms and reached out to penetrate a golden light.
The compass pointer trembled slightly, and suddenly turned around, guiding the two of them forward. After a while, they led them to an ancient and dilapidated wooden house.
"The wooden house...these bats were raised by humans!" Uncle Jiu's heart sank.
"There should be no problem when this wooden house burns, right?" Qin Yao said.
He always misses the setting fire.
Uncle Jiu was silent and took out a fire talisman from his arms and delivered it to Qin Yao: "It seems that if you don't let you set fire today, you won't be happy."
Qin Yao smiled, took the fire talisman, injected his magic power, ignited it, and threw it hard towards the wooden house.
"boom!"
The talisman paper burning with flames fell on the roof and instantly turned into a surging fire, igniting the entire roof.
"Bang."
Suddenly, a giant creature smashed the roof and rose into the night sky. It turned out to be a huge bat three or four meters long. Its wings were spread out, just like an ancient ferocious bird.
With a shout, the huge bat dived down and rushed towards the master and apprentice with a violent storm.
"call out."
"Bang!"
Qin Yao raised his hand and shot it, and the bullet broke through the air like a laser, quickly hitting the bat's face, tilting the bat's head back.
His face was covered in blood.
Uncle Jiu pulled out the peach wood sword and stretched out his hand to touch the sword. The sword body instantly lit up golden light, broke through the air, and rushed towards the bat's chest.
"when!"
The wooden sword stabbed the bat's chest, and it turned out to be stabbed on gold and copper. The sword body shook and made a metal tremolo.
Uncle Jiu's face changed, he summoned the wooden sword back, bit his index finger, used blood as a talisman, and drew it on the sword body.
When the talisman was completed, the wooden sword spread across the sky.
Chapter completed!