Chen Zifei instantly looked at the old man in black robes. He sensed a wave of spiritual power, similar to Shaye's detection spell. This old guy was detecting these people who were participating in the missionary work.
Chen Zifei's breathing slowly decreased, and at the same time he compressed all his internal energy into his Dantian, hiding the fluctuations of his internal energy as much as possible, while staring closely at the old man in black robe.
It wasn't until the spiritual power of the black-robed old man dissipated that Chen Zifei relaxed. This guy turned out to be an Onmyoji. It seemed that this divine sect was not just a liar.
The old man's eyes were shining brightly as he scanned the people in the hall and said solemnly: "Dear people of God, today I will preach to you on behalf of the leader. Before preaching, those who are destined will receive God's gift. Today I will give a sermon to everyone."
To free the people from the suffering of illness..."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the crowd below instantly became restless and started shouting.
"I'm sick, I'm sick. I've had stomach problems for more than ten years. Please ask God to save me."
"My disease is more serious. I have been suffering from hair loss for eight years. I still don't have a girlfriend. Please God let me grow hair."
"Master God, I have a bad heart..."
For a while, everyone was shouting, most of them were old people with physical problems, and wanted to get this gift from the god.
At this moment, the girl in black robe who had just spoken to Chen Zifei and others walked onto the stage, waved her hand, and said: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet. God's grace can cure all diseases, but this is a matter of changing one's fate against the will of heaven.
It is impossible to treat everyone, only critically ill patients."
Hearing what the goddess said, the people below became even more excited and shouted that they were seriously ill. Chen Zifei was even frightened. These people were so crazy that some of them had already rushed to the front to force their way onto the stage.
The scene immediately fell into chaos. At this moment, the old man on the golden futon snorted coldly. In an instant, the lights in the entire hotel flashed, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. Several people who rushed to the front fell to the ground, their eyes full of panic.
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For a moment, the entire hall was quiet. Those who wanted to rush to the stage were lying on the ground, trembling, and no one dared to move another step.
Xiaokui was horrified, her eyes widened, and she stared at the old man on the golden futon without blinking. What happened just now? Her heartbeat seemed to have stopped. Is this really a miracle? Although Xiaokui is a researcher of supernatural phenomena.
She was a member of the society, but she actually didn't believe that these things really existed. She was curious about them, but at that moment, an inexplicable fear arose in her heart.
Hanyu's eyes were solemn, and he was thinking quickly in his mind. When the divine envoy snorted just now, the lights flashed rapidly. This could be done manually, but the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees instantly. Even if the air conditioner was turned on to the maximum,
It can't be done instantly, so what's going on?
The old man on the golden futon glanced at the crowd, suddenly pointed in one direction, and said solemnly: "Come up."
With a simple sentence, everyone turned their eyes to the direction pointed by the divine messenger, and saw a pale old lady sitting slumped on the futon. The old lady felt the envious and jealous eyes around her.
"Is it me? Is it really me?" The old lady pointed at herself and said in disbelief.
The girl in black robe on the stage smiled and waved to the old lady: "Lucky man, come up quickly and tell the Lord God about your disease, and the Lord God will drive away the disease for you."
The old lady looked excited and her body was shaking. She stood up with difficulty and walked to the ring tremblingly.
Seeing the old lady's movements, Chen Zifei became nervous. With the old lady's physical condition, she might die at any time. He was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to reach the ring.
Some people around wanted to help the old lady, but the old lady refused because she wanted to show her piety to the gods.
Finally the old lady stepped on the stage, and everyone below was sweating for her. The old lady knelt down in front of the old man with great effort, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, my heart is not good, and I have done bridge building three times. Now,
There are several blockages again, and the doctor said that surgery is no longer possible. My body can’t bear it. Please ask God to save me.”
After saying that, the old lady began to kowtow. As soon as she kowtowed, she covered her heart and the muscles on her face were twisted, looking very painful.
Hanyu looked at the old lady in surprise. She acted as if she was really having a heart attack and was not pretending. Pretending to be sick is much harder than pretending to be sick. After three bypass surgeries, the old lady's condition was indeed urgent.
, then how did the divine envoy figure it out? Could this old lady have arranged it in advance?
Chen Zifei showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at the angel playfully. The old lady's condition was indeed very serious. If it were him, he could use internal force to slowly unblock the old lady's blocked blood vessels, but it would take a long time.
, what will this divine envoy do?
The old man on the golden futon looked calm, raised his hand and pressed it on the old lady's head, and said coldly: "In the name of God..."
"The disease is gone." The old man roared violently, and a powerful energy rushed out, and the people below were instantly shaken and staggered.
The old lady's body was knocked away, a mouthful of blood spurted out, her eyes rolled, and she stopped moving.
When they saw this scene, all the people present were frightened and looked at the old lady who fell on the stage in horror.
Nakata's voice was trembling, and he shouted in horror: "Then, is the old lady dead?"
Xiaokui's face turned pale with fright. Was this saving someone? This was obviously murder. The old lady must have been beaten to death right before her eyes. She looked at Yuyu in horror and was about to cry.
At this time, Hanyu frowned, obviously he did not expect this to happen. His hand had already touched the mobile phone in his pocket, ready to call the police at any time.
Chen Zifei stared at the so-called divine messenger, with murderous intent rising in his heart. Others didn't know what happened, but he could see clearly that just now the divine messenger pressed down on the back of the old lady's head, and instantly a powerful spiritual force came out.
He used his spiritual power to shock the old lady to death, which was a naked murder.
However, Chen Zifei is also very puzzled. This divine religion is claiming to cure diseases and save people, and it is saving people in the name of God. How can this turn into killing people? Is this how this divine religion preaches? How do they persist until now?
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The ponytail girl covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she said in horror: "Then, is the old man dead? Why is he still vomiting blood? Call an ambulance quickly."
The middle-aged uncle covered his head, and the muscles in his face twitched. He came here just to grow his hair. If he had gone up by himself just now, he would be the one vomiting blood and falling to the ground now. I feel scared just thinking about it.