I think I am quite pious, after all, my eyes have been staring at the corpse and never left it, almost making me star.
But Qingqing obviously didn't agree with my piety. Her little hands kept groping on the soft flesh of my waist, but she didn't pinch it. She just kept groping here and there, making me itchy.
Later, I couldn't bear it anymore and asked her in a low voice: "Sister, are you going to pinch me? If you want to pinch me, hurry up. I've been holding back. If you pinch me or not, I won't be able to get up or down."
"I would have killed no one!"
She rolled her eyes at me, then took her hand back: "Hey, why did the corpse come down?"
Just like Qingqing said, when we had just said a few words, the woman had already walked out of the coffin and stepped off the podium with bare feet.
The light was too dim and she was too far away to see clearly. When she walked in, I realized that there was no blood on this woman's face and her lips were pale. She must have drained all the blood in her body.
She walked among the crowd, with a seemingly gentle smile on her lips and a somewhat holy expression on her face, waving to greet the believers.
And those believers all looked pious and worshipful, treating the woman like an angel descending from her.
Occasionally she waved her hand, and when she turned around, with the swaying of the gauze, I could see some faint corpse scars on her body. Although she deliberately covered it up with foundation, it could not be hidden from the eyes of caring people.
It didn't take long for her to walk up to the two of us, and the eyes of the believers followed her.
It seemed that our appearance was a bit unexpected. The corpse in front of us, as well as the believers, were staring at us intently.
There are more than a hundred ardent fans, and they all make me crazy!
Qingqing was also a little nervous. She blinked her big eyes: "What are you looking at?"
The corpse obviously didn't understand, she just looked Qingqing up and down.
But at this time, the person who had been standing on the podium ran over, pointed at me and Qingqing and shouted several times.
I didn't understand either, so I raised my head and asked him, "What are you beeping about?"
As soon as these two sentences came out, the next step was to put Dongbei into a fight, but this was Maozi's territory after all. The priest didn't understand what I was talking about, but by the tone of my words, he should have understood that they were not good words.
When I saw that this was about to be exposed, I simply didn't bother to pretend. I was thinking about whether I should give him a "Sukabule" when I didn't expect an Asian-looking international student to suddenly run up to us.
"The bishop asked who you are and when did you come?"
She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, fairly pretty, and good at dressing up, but there was a lingering black mist between her eyebrows.
I was about to speak, but Qingqing held my hand: "Sister, we came with a woman. She brought us here and left. We are here for tourism. We don't speak Russian and we can't understand this gentleman."
What can I say, I just thought the atmosphere was very good and that’s why I chose to stay.”
When Qingqing spoke, her tone was gentle, friendly, and yearning.
The more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying. Yin Susu sincerely will not deceive me.
The girl obviously believed it, and she translated Qingqing's words to the bishop.
While the bishop was listening, he was looking at Qingqing, and his eyes were obviously malicious.
But he quickly smiled and nodded and said a few words to the girl.
The girl's eyes were wide open and full of shock, and the people around her were also shocked, looking at us with envy, jealousy and astonishment.
It took a long time for her to translate for us: "The bishop said that you two have a destiny with God and would like to invite you to watch the ceremony up close. Please come on stage."
"Ah! Really? Oh my God! It's my pleasure!"
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Qingqing put her hands together to support her chin, with an expectant expression on her face, and stars in her eyes.
This acting was too outrageous, but what was even more outrageous was that the bishop believed it. Not only did he believe it, he also looked triumphant!
Inexplicably, Qingqing and I were put on the podium, and the girl also acted as an interpreter and stood beside us.
Really, this feeling is very bad.
In front of me was the bishop's passionate speech, and in the audience was a group of fanatical believers. This reminded me of the unbearable experience of giving a speech in class in my childhood.
The corpse standing not far away was also looking at me meaningfully, which made my skin crawl all over.
The group of men in the audience were mostly looking at Qingqing, but Qingqing didn't care. She was really into the drama and kept staring at the bishop's back with adoring eyes.
"The bishop is going to choose a believer to come up and be baptized."
The girl also looked envious and expectant: "Believe me, you will never see this kind of miracle outside."
I didn't say anything, I just stared at the bishop, trying to see what tricks he was going to play.
I felt a lot more reassured. Supposedly, those subordinates named Zhuo should know me and Qingqing. If they are really here, then both of us are on stage now. There is no reason for them not to show up, right?
Since it doesn't appear, it must be absent.
Since they are not here, how can a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps stop us?
Thinking of this, I completely relaxed and just looked at the people in the audience just to watch the excitement.
As the bishop recited a spell, everyone in the venue fell silent instantly.
A ray of light came from nowhere, stayed on the bishop for a moment, and then streaked towards the people standing under the stage with their hands clasped together and praying devoutly.
The light circled around the field several times and finally stopped on a muscular man in his early twenties.
The man was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of ecstasy.
The others were obviously a little regretful, but they still congratulated the man with a fake smile.
The man was so excited that his body was trembling with excitement. He ran all the way to the stage, and the light kept shining on his body.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.
The man lowered his head, and the bishop muttered something, stretched out a hand, and caressed his forehead lovingly.
When the bishop said this, the man seemed to be hypnotized, with his mouth open and his eyes slightly squinting, with an ecstatic expression.
The believers in the audience and the girl next to me were also praying and reciting the same scriptures as the priest.
Watching this scene, I broke into cold sweats and got goosebumps!
But something even more sinister is yet to come.
Soon after everyone finished praying, the bishop suddenly took out a dagger more than ten centimeters long from his wide sleeve robe and threw it on the ground.
The man knelt on the ground, took off his shirt, then picked up the dagger, opened his arms, raised his head and shouted a few words in the direction of the light as if he was crazy.
Then he held the handle of the knife with both hands, without any hesitation, and stabbed it hard, directly driving the ten-centimetre-long blade directly into his heart!