Two days later.

early morning.

Qin Yao, who was meditating in the attic, was suddenly awakened by the sound of a bell. He slowly stopped his meditation, came to the window, and looked at the church. He saw that the originally deserted and dirty church door became as clean as new. An old man with white hair wearing a Wearing priest robes, he and ten male monks stood in front of a group of onlookers, their lips constantly opening and closing, as if they were preaching something.

"The church has reopened, and it was most likely David who instigated it." Qin Yao muttered in his heart, closed the window, and walked down to the attic.

"Hey, Master, it turns out you live here!" Just as he walked out of the attic, a shout of surprise suddenly came to his ears.

Qin Yao's mouth twitched.

I can finally understand what it feels like for the senior Xianxia masters in those Xianxia novels who are forcibly apprenticed.

How can I appreciate the sincerity of the other party?

It's very annoying.

"Are you here to listen to the teachings?" Fortunately, Qin Yao was very skilled in cultivating qi and showed no dissatisfaction on his face, so he didn't scare the two little liars.

"Our hearts are in the Taoist camp, how could we listen to those foreign devils preaching?" Ah Xing said immediately.

"Yes, yes, Master, we are just here to join in the fun." Xiaoyue said with a smile.

A playful smile appeared on Qin Yao's face and he pointed forward: "Those church monks started to distribute things..."

"So fast? The two of them quickly turned their heads and saw countless people in front of the church door reaching out to ask for gifts from the monks.

"Quick? It's faster." Qin Yao smiled half-heartedly: "If you don't grab it now, you won't be able to catch anything in the next moment."

The two looked at each other, and Ah Xing coughed dryly and said: "They gave out gifts right after the church opened to win people's hearts. They must have a big plan! Master, let's go see what they gave out and take it back and criticize it." one time."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them ran all the way to the door of the church, raising their palms high to the smiling monks who seemed to have a hint of divinity in their smiles.

In front of the attic, Qin Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his eyes again. He saw that the church in front was still divided into upper and lower parts, dividing light and darkness.

The difference is that the Holy Light, which was originally like a candle in the wind, now shines brightly, and has a faint tendency to compete with the darkness.

"Catholicism, Jesus Christ."

After murmuring softly, Qin Yao's eyes receded, and a hint of cold light emerged: "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different!"

Although these missionaries who are said to have come from the Vatican look just like Han Chinese, and they can even speak Chinese and write Chinese characters, they do not understand China at all, nor do they want to understand China. This is revealed in the movie Father Wu could tell this, so he made a lot of jokes.

Chinese Buddhism was also a foreign product at the beginning, but after thousands of years of evolution, Chinese Buddhism has long been Chineseized and assimilated into a part of Chinese culture.

But in this turbulent era, the invasion of believers of Jesus Christ comes with the goal of conquest.

And judging from the historical process, they were barely successful!

Qin Yao had no intention of becoming a hero, but... with all the people in his family, how could he find an egg?

As big as a city or as small as a village, faith is bound to come and go. The more people believe in Christ, the less they believe in other things.

Somehow, he had a premonition that there would definitely be a huge divine battle between the Chinese and Western gods!

"Huh..." After a long time, Qin Yao suppressed his inner restlessness and walked towards the church.

He didn't know when the 'War of Gods' would come, but he was never willing to be an insignificant and unknown player in this catastrophe.

For those who are prepared, danger often means opportunity.

Those who are good at fighting may not have great achievements, but if they want to reach a high position in the underworld, their merits must be convincing to everyone.

And if you want to be the boss of the underworld, is there anything better than military exploits to gain the status?

Half an hour later, Qin Yao, who knew the church inside and out, walked into the prayer hall, glanced at Father Wu who was preaching in front of hundreds of people, and quietly came to a secret door.

"Sir, that door can't be opened."

But before he could make any move, a young preacher who seemed to be bald suddenly walked over quickly.

"Why can't it be opened?" Qin Yao observed him closely and found that unlike the trash missionaries in the movie, this guy's strength was surprisingly good.

You should be able to take a stab at yourself!

"Because it's not clean here." The young missionary said patiently with a smile on his face.

"Why don't you clean it up?" Qin Yao smiled.

The missionary said gently: "We have only been here for a short time, and we haven't had time to fully clean it up."

Qin Yao gradually faded his smile: "You start preaching to the people without cleaning the house. Is this your Catholic missionary attitude?"

"What's wrong, Jon?" At this time, the priest, who was wearing a priest's robe, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a kind smile on his face, stepped down from the podium at some point and slowly came to them.

"Father, this gentleman wanted to go into the basement to have a look, but I stopped him." Jon said respectfully.

Father Wu looked at Qin Yao and said with a smile: "Sir, are you here to listen to the teachings or to visit?"

Qin Yao said calmly: "I'm here to punish evil!"

"We, the priests, have to worry about church matters, so I don't need to worry about it, sir." Father Wu said politely.

"If someone loses his life, will you be responsible? Can you bear the responsibility?" Qin Yao looked into his eyes and asked.

Jon's expression changed and he shouted: "Don't be disrespectful to the priest."

Father Wu raised his hand, stopped Qiaoen, and said to Qin Yao: "Everything is arranged by the Lord. If someone dies in the church, he will definitely fly to heaven after death."

"Pfft, hahahaha."

Looking at his serious look, Qin Yao couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Father, your church is on Chinese territory, and the Kingdom of Heaven cannot accept those who die here."

Father Wu shook his head and said seriously: "No matter where it is, the church can connect to the kingdom of heaven, just like your... teleportation array in China?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Qin Yao quickly serious and solemnly said: "You'd better do what you promised, otherwise, you will pay the price for your sins."

"You..." Jon was so angry that he pointed at Qin Yao and wanted to say something.

Father Wu stopped him again with one arm, stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows and his left and right shoulders: "Jon, the Lord will forgive his rudeness, just like he forgives his own children."

"Amen." Jon quickly made the same gesture and said softly.

Qin Yao frowned, looked at them deeply, turned around and strode away...

"Master, why did you come out of the church? You didn't go to listen to the teachings, right?" Outside the church, Ah Xing, who was holding a bunch of things, saw his figure, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran over with Xiaoyue.

"I went to the church to investigate the truth and found an opportunity to burn it with fire." Qin Yao said calmly.

Ah Xing: "???"

Xiaoyue: "???"

He said it so seriously that neither of them could tell whether it was sincere or not...

Suddenly I discovered that this powerful ‘master’ might not be a good person!

"Give you a chance, do you dare to burn the church with me?" Qin Yao looked down at the two of them with a serious expression on his face.

"First Evolution"

Xingyue looked at each other and for a moment did not dare to answer.

Qin Yao shook his head in disappointment, turned around and walked towards his residence, and then a cold voice reached Xingyue's ears: "Don't follow me anymore."

Ah Xing's heart trembled, he silently clenched his fists, and said to Qin Yao's back: "Master, I dare!

"

"Brother Xing." Xiaoyue grabbed his arm nervously, with a worried look on her face.

If something like arson is serious, you will be beheaded.

Axing silently held her hand and whispered: "This is the only opportunity we can seize. Once we give up, we will continue to wander like beggars."

Qin Yao paused, then continued to move forward: "Find an inn near my residence to stay first. Although I will not accept you, but as long as you perform well enough, I can give you the opportunity you want.

You will be spared the pain of displacement."

"Thank you sir." Axing was overjoyed and said loudly.

Qin Yao waved to them with his back and strode into the attic.

“Ahhhh, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

"Ding, ding ding, ding~"

It's approaching dusk.

The blue sky is burning.

After a hard day's work, the church monks had a wonderful rest. A yellowwood monk sat in front of the white piano, with his fingers flying, playing beautiful notes. Jon stood in front of the piano and sang loudly.

The singing was high-pitched and ethereal, causing passers-by on the street to subconsciously look towards the church.

"Damn, it's so noisy!" In the attic, Qin Yao instantly recognized whose voice it was.

Thinking of the opponent's plan to 'practice' with him in the church, he smiled coldly, took out the magic spirit bead, summoned the red and white evil spirits, and said to the evil spirits holding musical instruments among the ghosts: "

play music!"

"Everyone..."

Among all kinds of musical instruments, suona is the king.
To be continued...