Before she finished speaking, I quickly walked up to her and asked: "How many churches like this are there in Khabarovsk? Are you the general church or one of its branches?"
"We are the only church in Khabarovsk."
I was relieved, but what she said next made my scalp tingle again.
"Our church exists not only in Khabarovsk, but also in several big cities in the Far East. However, the Archbishop's headquarters is not in the city. Only the most pious angels have the opportunity to go there and wait for God's guidance."
"Good guy!"
I was numb, so I just sat down on the bed, shivering, took out a cigarette and lit it.
No matter how small the population of the Far East is, there should be five or six big cities, right?
Even if five big cities contribute twelve people every year, how much will it add up to over thirty years?
That number is so beautiful that I can’t even imagine it.
Take the recently baptized ghoul named Ratnina. Even if she is not good enough, she is still much stronger than ordinary ghosts. After all, her body is still there!
What about the corpse ghost that has been practicing for more than thirty years? What kind of existence would it be?
Not to mention the bishop, Qingqing is not afraid, but ordinary immortals may not be able to defeat him.
If the person behind the scenes of this church is really named Zhuo, these two thousand corpses would be enough for us to drink from without those demonic cultivators taking action!
I was completely numb, but Qingqing didn't seem too worried. She continued to ask the girl: "Have you seen any strange people in the church?"
"No, the church generally doesn't let outsiders in unless they are brought along by an acquaintance."
The girl shook her head, and then there was a hint of fanaticism in her eyes: "But God's messengers will appear occasionally, and they often take away some devout angels and send them to the General Assembly to listen to God's will.
I had the honor to meet the divine messenger once. He was very, very powerful and noble. His divine power was many times stronger than that of the bishop. Even the bishop would prostrate at his feet. Unfortunately, the divine messenger was not satisfied that time and said that the angels were not enough.
Pious, no one was taken away in the end."
…
I understood it completely.
The angels the girl mentioned were probably the demon cultivators under Mr. Zhuo.
They created these cults in major cities in the Far East just to brainwash ordinary people and raise a lot of corpses as thugs to help them do things.
The reason why I have never seen this group of people in China is probably because they all have Slavic faces and do not have normal identities, so there is no way for them to enter the country.
If this is the case, can Liu Sihai's plan still succeed? Can the Hu, Huang, Bai, and Liu family really deal with them?
I felt quite unsure, so I turned to look at Qingqing.
Qingqing frowned slightly. She ignored the girl and turned to look at me: "Gu Yan, tell me, that guy surnamed Zhuo is so strong, why does he still have ideas for these ordinary people?"
I said you are talking nonsense. You must be trying to find more subordinates. Isn’t the stronger the better in terms of strength?
Unexpectedly, Qingqing actually shook her head and said no, Gu Yan, you don't understand what an absolute strength gap is.
Even if you have practiced ghoul for twenty or thirty years, you are still a ghoul. At most, your body is stronger than others, but your soul is still fragile.
If you meet someone who is capable, let alone others, Taoist Meng from Mount Tai himself might be able to destroy all these corpses with a single spell.
What she said made me a little confused.
I said no, is Taoist Meng really that strong? Why didn’t I see it?
Qingqing squinted her eyes and said it wasn't Meng Daochang who was strong, but the ghouls were too weak. I really couldn't figure out why those demon cultivators wanted to raise ghouls, even if they caught some powerful ghosts and let them practice!
Anyway, after Qingqing said this, I was quite puzzled that she herself was confused.
It was already five o'clock in the morning, and there had been no movement in Uncle Yang's room next door. Later, Qingqing thought about it and said no, she had to go back and take a look. I always felt that they were planning something bad.
As a result, as soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
I walked over and saw that Uncle Yang was standing outside the door.
"Ahem."
I cleared my throat and opened the door. I saw Uncle Yang with a playful smile on his face and asked me, "Why aren't you asleep yet, Xiao Gu?"
"Uncle Yang hasn't gone to bed yet. We can't sleep even if we want to."
Qingqing felt a little bit weird when she said this.
Uncle Yang was stunned at first, and then an embarrassed expression quickly appeared on his face: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Qingqing, I didn't know that the soundproofing of this hotel was not good, so I disturbed you two's rest."
Then he looked at the girl standing in the room: "Are these two of your friends?"
I shook my head: "Let's talk after we come in."
When he came in, I closed the door and saw Qingqing sitting on the bed with a frown on her face. Uncle Yang became a little embarrassed and kept apologizing to Qingqing: "I'm really sorry, Qingqing, I didn't want to do this.
That boy Zheng Qian wants to ask me to do something and he has to arrange it for me. You said this is a business and a favor, so I can't refuse even if I want to.
Just this time, I will definitely pay attention in the future, ah, don't be angry."
"It's not Uncle Yang. I just said it casually, not because I was angry with you."
Qingqing raised her head and smiled at Uncle Yang, but there was still a little doubt in her eyebrows: "Is there anything wrong with coming here so late?"
Uncle Yang shook his head and said it was nothing serious, he just came to have a few words with Xiao Gu.
Then he turned to look at me: "Mr. Jiang just received news."
His words made me prick up my ears instantly, and I quickly asked him: "Sister Lin is awake?"
Uncle Yang shook his head: "No, she seemed to be aware of the crisis, so she suddenly woke up from her deep sleep. Her call to you didn't go through, and then she left me a voice message.
She said something bad was about to happen, and she told us to rush to Mount Tai to find Taoist Meng before the end of the first lunar month, otherwise something might change."
"Before the first lunar month?"
Qingqing tilted her head: "It's only the first day of the new year. There are still more than twenty days left. Why is Sister Lin so anxious?"
Uncle Yang shook his head: "I don't know, but Mr. Jiang must have her own reasons for saying this. Xiao Gu, let's end this matter as soon as possible and go to Mount Tai as soon as possible. It must be a big deal to wake Mr. Jiang up."
I nodded, and just about to tell Uncle Yang that I understood, I heard the girl next to me suddenly scream in surprise.
"ah!"
Three pairs of eyes looked at her at the same time.
Qingqing came to her and asked her in a soft tone: "What's wrong? What did you see?"
"A woman just passed by in the corridor."
The girl couldn't help but answer: "That woman is from our church."
"Women? Church? What the hell?"
Uncle Yang was a little confused: "The one who just passed by? Could it be that the girl I just slept with? She was taking a shower when I came out, and she left so quickly?"