My personal understanding of God should be a metaphor, not a noun.

For example, if this person can carry two buckets of drinking water and climb 20 floors in one breath, without panting or panicking, we will say that this person is 'strong'. 'Strong' is an adjective. We can't say that this person is 'strong' just because he has strength and stamina

On the earth, in the universe, there is no such thing as 'strong' life.

But Josson's gaze told me that they had found the 'god' species.

In the end, it is actually very simple, I just used the most basic Taoist doctor's medical examination skills, and I took a look at the complexion of the three elders and classmates.

Visiting, very powerful. Sometimes, really, it's comparable to the most advanced MRI technology in modern times.

But there is no doubt that it is extremely demanding of people.

First of all, if the doctor wears a pair of glasses, he will never be able to see a doctor.

Good eyesight is the most basic requirement.

The Western world, however, insists that there is no comparison between human eyes and instruments.

According to Western logic, the evolutionary process of life is one, the rhythm of the 'Matrix'. In other words, machines, the most awesome X, will one day be replaced by machines, and thus degenerate into a brain in a jar without having to do anything. (At this rate, the first thing humans degrade is their handwriting skills, and then their ability to socialize.) ）

Therefore, Westerners don't know about this thing at all! And even if you tell them about the Taoist principles here, they won't know it!

This is the result of the formation of 'Wencha'. (Cultural differences.) ）

I need to keep loading.

Pretend! Install a black hole that can devour light and decompose everything!

I stared at Qiao Sen with cold and arrogant eyes.

After 0.8 seconds, I smiled lightly and my eyes changed, as if to tell him, you only know now.

Jossen was stunned.

Mr. Guiguzi said that in debate and lobbying, we must clearly distinguish the occasion, situation, and aura, and base everything on the basis of fully grasping the objectivity.

That's right, if I'm on the street, give a strange passerby, the so-called visit. They might just think I'm a person, amazing, funny, maybe there's some kind of incredible power in me. But I would never think I was God.

But it's different here.

What kind of place is this? It is a religious preaching place, and it is this kind of ethereal so-called ghosts and gods that people come into contact with the most every day.

At this time, I looked at Qiao Sen with indifferent, calm eyes.

I'm analyzing his facial features, complexion, and I'm doing a visit.

Let's not talk about Jossen's illness.

The process itself makes people tremble in their hearts. (That is, a person who, in the eyes of another person, has nothing to hide, to reserve, but from the bottom of his heart, a feeling similar to fear.) ）

Jossen was scared.

I looked at it for a while, and said to him, "Arrange it at once, I want to meet your witch." ”

Jossen nodded, then he gave me another look of fear, and then, dodging, exited the room.

Josson, these people are easy to deal with.

The trouble is the new life.

That guy is a villain, but the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and the god blocks and kills the master of the God.

Qiao Sen walked away, and I let out a long sigh of relief.

At the same time, I feel that this god is really not an easy job.

With that in mind, I turned my head.

Suddenly, I saw Rachel staring at me obsessively.

Belch! My big English girl, what are you doing? Why are you looking at me with such a look of dementia?

I don't really like Rachel's eyes.

In the end, it is still a matter of timing, if there is nothing to do, the two of us are alone in a small room with soothing music, and then put on a little jazz with a euphemistic tune, one of us has a glass of red wine in his hand, and he is playing with his little eyes, maybe it is still a little interesting.

But now!

My knightess, are you going to ride me?

I sat on the couch, smiled, and stared.

Rachel took two bold steps forward, and then she suddenly made a movement that surprised me, that is, she knelt down on one leg, put her hand on her knee, looked at me closely, and asked me carefully: "Sir, are you really, a messenger sent by God?" Are you one, an oracle? ”

Uh, oracle? Oracle...... English is nothing. If it is changed to Chinese, it is easy for people to mistake it for Shenla's baba.

I had a few ideas in my mind.

Ok, little Rachel, since she is in the play like this, it is better to let her enter the play even more, so that it can save me a lot of trouble.

So, I replied ambiguously: "Rachel, the great Creator has given the scepter of luck and the scepter that governs the fate of mankind to a race of the ancient East. It's China, and in China, many men like me, at some chance, have become messengers of God, and I'm just one of these huge legions. ”

Rachel adores: "Then you must be too, a leader, right?" ”

Why do you have to button my hat?

I sighed in my heart and said, "We don't have a leader, and any outstanding Chinese man could be one of them." And ......"

I reached out and gently picked Rachel's chin, looked at her and said, "Tell the young girls around you and follow their ......" (study abroad dick, brother can only help here.) ）

Rachel looked up and said seriously, "I will." ”

I continued: "Tell them to follow, listen, and learn. Their souls will eventually receive eternal salvation! ”

"What about me?" Rachel is not without fanaticism.

I faintly said: "You're already following." ”

It is not right for one culture to occupy another culture and not to directly confront it at the beginning stage. Including Guiguzi's predecessors also said that they can't do this.

Dealing with a foreign girl, you open your mouth and keep your mouth shut, Eastern philosophy, she can only think that you are a weirdo.

It must be built on the dominant position of the other party's culture, mixed with the small wisdom of the East. Eventually, when her interest was attracted little by little, find a way to give her some fierce medicine!

For example, Guanfeng's calligraphy or something!

And then! This girl, it should be, is yours.

Rachel continued to be frenetic: "I will follow you with the spirit of a knight, sir." ”

I folded my arms and nodded slightly.

It wasn't long before Rachel 'confessed' to me. She stood upright, and when she stood up, Mr. Jossen came in. At the same time, he took a key.

"Sir, it's all arranged. I found a few men and broke up the guards guarding the witches. However, we were only able to get in touch with her for just over half an hour. This is the key. With that, Jossen handed me the key to the door.

Witches are a key point.

It had to be figured out if it was a person, a ghost, or some other unknown species.

Get the keys.

I waited in my room for about ten minutes, and then I waved my hand and motioned for Rachel to come with me and go up to the third floor.

There are many rooms on the third floor, and Qiao Sen gave us a bedroom on the west side, and he looked at his watch nervously and said: "Twenty minutes at most, there is a curfew intercom in the house, and if the guards come back, I will notify you as soon as possible." ”

I took the key to open the door and walked in.

The room was huge.

I looked around and finally landed on a sofa chair in front of the window.

The chair was facing the window, and a person was sitting on it, with his back to me and Rachel.

I gave Rachel a look and motioned for her to be careful, and then I slowly approached the back of the chair, where the person still didn't respond.

I reached out and gently touched her shoulder.

Hey, still no response.

I felt strange and used a little bit of force.

I pushed it hard.

Unexpectedly, this time, the great witch on the chair actually pounced and fell to the floor.

He's dead?

My heart pounds!

Two more small steps forward.

Only then did I see that the witch in the white dress was staring at a pair of eyes, staring at the eyes vacantly, but her body was still motionless.

I crouched down and grabbed her pulse.

Heartbeat, it's messy! It's urgent.

I turned her head again, looked into the eye, and looked.

The pupils are godless!

All five senses are empty!

The Living Dead! This unlucky American girl is sealed!

Well, when it comes to seals, it's fantastic. In other words, she had people hypnotized with drugs.

In medicine, anesthesiology is a very deep science. Senior anesthesiologists in the United States have extremely high incomes.

And anesthesia is not in our traditional sense, one needle down, people are completely dizzy. That's just an anesthesia technician, not a master.

Master-level characters, through the ratio of different doses of drugs, can completely achieve the effect of fiefdom souls.

I won't mention it for now, there are a lot of drug names and terminology in this area, and I'm not particularly proficient in it.

I looked at the girl closely.

Begin to examine her body.

First, I looked at the small arms. This view doesn't matter, it scared me a little. It turned out that there was a large needle inserted in the vein of her elbow in her forearm. Of course, the tail end was sealed.

But the needle showed that she could be injected with different drugs at any time.

From this, the truth of this witch completely emerged.

By controlling it with drugs, adding a dose of hallucinogens, and inducing it, she was able to describe a lifelike, non-existent Satanic world.

In normal times, it is necessary to keep her in a state of complete hypnosis. Because, once she sobers up, she looks like she's crazy.

The new life is too cruel. A good girl, presumably, is not married yet, so let them be tortured like this!

These guys, sure enough, all right, demons!

This girl, to be honest, is difficult, difficult to return to normal appearance.

Not only was her physical body severely damaged, but her earth soul, perception, and everything else was tortured very cruelly.

She's ......

To tell the truth, from a Taoist point of view, such a person is even more cruel than being separated by someone Ling Chi to death.

Taoism says that people have the soul of the earth, and the soul of the earth returns to the yin, belonging to another world. And her earth soul perception through medicine, in this part of her physical body, has experienced a lot of pain that we ordinary people can't imagine.

If there really is hell, that kind of pain is even more terrible than hell.

What am I going to do?

Just as I was making my decision, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the intercom that Jossen had said earlier, it didn't sound.

This one......

Is Jossen playing tricks on me, or is something wrong?