Chapter 649: Visiting the Pastor
I looked at him quietly, I didn't rush to ask, after being fooled once, I had a feeling of walking on thin ice, this Ma Jinghuan as a character on the beach, is definitely a difficult old man, I really can't tell which of what he said is true and which is false. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Perhaps seeing my doubts, Ma Jinghuan didn't sell it, and said very bluntly: "In the Huangpu River, there is a demon's heart, as long as you have that heart, you can have an immortal body and obtain the power of the devil. ā
I chuckled in my heart, but there was no expression on my face: "How do you know?" ā
"Because -- that heart is what I threw in the Huangpu River." Ma Jinghuan paused for a moment and continued: "Although the power of the demon is strong, it will distort a person's heart, not only his own, but also the hearts of the people around him. It's a pity, it's still too late, Ma Puyu's rebel son has been confused by the power of the devil, in order to obtain that power, he kept my body, cast a spell and wanted me to go back, tell him where my heart is, but my soul is in the living hell, he can't summon it back, so I invited you to come over......"
"Why are you telling me this, I'm the one Ma Puyu invited." I asked, observing Ma Jinghuan's expression without blinking: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you and tell him this?" ā
"Because you can be trusted!" Ma Jinghuan spit out the burned cigarette fart on the ground, looked into my eyes and said, "I, Ma Jinghuan, have read countless people, and I still have the eye to see people." If you can't find it on your own, you can go to the Holy Trinity Church on the Bund, where there is a priest named Ruskin, who is a gray-robed mage with magical powers, and may have a way to help you. ā
"Since you are the spokesman of the devil, how can you know the priest?" I asked, confused.
"I've been fighting with Ruskin all my life, but in his old age, he changed my beliefs......" Ma Jinghuan was halfway through his words, when he suddenly stopped talking, and I was wondering what to do, the bad bull walked to the door of the cell and said, "It's time." ā
I glanced at Ma Jinghuan, who lowered his head again, and walked out of the cell, in fact, I know everything I should know, and there is no need to stay any longer.
When I came out of Ma Jinghuan's cell, I was depressed and angry. What is depressing is that I am just helping people go to the underworld and dredge up the relationship, but I am inexplicably involved in the spiritual circle of the West, and I can't ignore it, after all, Shanghai belongs to my jurisdiction; What's so angry is that I've been tricked again, and I'm playing it so simply.
"Little Luoluo, she's so hateful, it's better to kill her." Walking on the road, Han Xiaolin turned her head to look at Granny Meng who was on her shoulder.
I touched my nose and said, "You can't kill her, she's Mei Niang's senior sister, let's go, go up and abolish her cultivation and let her fend for herself." ā
After we said goodbye to Qi Xiu, it took eight days to return to Niangniang Mountain.
Then, the two of us drove all the way back to the base.
I left Granny Dream in the care of Mei Niang and took Anthony to the Holy Trinity Church, and as a foreigner, I thought it might be easier to communicate with Anthony.
I have to say that it is really convenient to have a vampire who has lived for a long time by his side, he is equivalent to a living encyclopedia, he told me that when he was in Europe, he had heard of the Holy Trinity Church, which is the Anglo-Episcopal Cathedral of the Anglican Church in the Far East of Shanghai, and the international cathedral of the former Anglican Episcopal Church of China. Since 2006, Trinity Church has been affiliated with the headquarters of the Three-Self Patriotic Movement and the Christian Council of China. The renovated Holy Trinity Church is currently only open to the faithful on Sundays.
He also told me about the history of the church and the reasons for its construction, but I didn't hear much about it, because I wasn't very interested in Western culture, even though I was only 20 years old, but I was very conservative at heart.
Trinity Church is located in Huangpu District, Shanghai, the central area of the former Shanghai Public Concession. The church is bordered by Jiangxi Road in the east and Jiujiang Road in the north, and is commonly known as the "Red Chapel" because of its red appearance. It took us more than forty minutes to drive to the door of the church, and if there was a shortcut to the heart of the demon, why should I waste my energy in vain?
From the outside, it is a typical church with Gothic architecture as the main element, incorporating some other architectural elements.
The church has a separate courtyard full of lush greenery and life, which is definitely a sight to behold in the high-rise Huangpu district.
After parking the car, we came to the entrance of the church, the gate was closed, and I looked around, this iron-barred gate, there was neither a doorman nor a doorbell, which made people feel pain.
As I was pondering how to get in, a priest with a Bible and a cross came out of the nearby hut, smiled and asked, "Is there anything you need to serve, both?" ā
Anthony said rather gentlemanly: "Hello, I am a friend of the Rev. Ruskin, and I have come to visit him today, can you convey it to us?" ā
The official was visibly stunned, probably he hadn't heard of it.
At this time, Anthony changed from passive to active, and asked with a surprised expression, "Didn't Reverend Ruskin explain to you?" ā
"No, no, the great Reverend Ruskin told me about it, you two, wait a minute, and I'll open the door for you." The official said hurriedly.
You know, it's rude to snub a guest in England, and Anthony already has a Western face, so what he says is naturally very credible.
We followed the congregation into the Church of the Holy Trinity.
The interior and exterior of the church are flanked by a colonnade with pointed columns, but instead of the bundle columns common in Gothic churches, a single low column with a prominent column cap topped by a continuous pointed arcade. It gives a sense of solemnity.
Entering the church, the colorful floor tiles, teak wainscoting, and high-hanging Western-style lamps make people feel as if they have traveled back to the old Shanghai a hundred years ago. What impressed me the most was the ancient elevator, the sonorous iron sliding door, the crisp ringing of the bell, the stability of the bridge compartment, and the elegance of the elevator lady, which made us appreciate the charm of that era. I heard that there is only one such elevator in Shanghai, and the old elevator shots in movies and TV were filmed here.
Moreover, the congrator also told me that the Holy Trinity Church is not open to Chinese, and I am relatively lucky.
It's just that when I got to this sentence, not only did I not have a little pride in my heart, but I was very angry, I was obviously on the territory of China, but I didn't let Chinese believers enter, what is this?
Taking the elevator, we quickly reached the second floor, at this time, a tall, old face of the old priest appeared at the door, he saw Anthony, actually warmly shook Anthony's hand, and then said to the officer: "Thank you very much for bringing my friend here." ā
After the priest turned around and left, the pastor's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said coldly: "If it weren't for the fear of hurting the innocent, I would have taken action the moment you stepped into the church." ā