In the stairs of the Xinglin Community, Jiang Yiming sensed that one of the three spiritual impacts sealed in the Violent Bear carving was missing. For the next minute, there were still two lines. He immediately knew that He Yuanlong had solved the trouble.

"That's pretty much it. If you hang up on the first day, then I have spent so much money, wouldn't I gain nothing at all? ”

Jiang Yiming, who was in a better mood, walked on the streets of the community with relaxed steps, interested in observing the situation of the community. When he followed He Yuanlong before, he didn't have the energy to pay attention at all, because if the distance was too far, he wouldn't be able to pass the words directly into people's minds.

The lack of popularity is his first impression, and apart from a few pedestrians on the road, he rarely sees lively places. There are not many shops on the first floor, and most of them are closed, as if they are not rented out.

Ha, let you build a house hard, you can't sell it now! Jiang Yiming smiled, a little happy in his heart.

During the summer vacation, before he had an adventure, he couldn't afford a house that would take decades to pay off the loan. Now, although I have a net worth of more than 100 million, I can buy dozens of houses at will, and I don't want to cheapen those fat-headed real estate developers.

Well? Even this more remote community has been rooted in Christianity? Superman's hearing made Jiang Yiming hear the sound of prayer coming from twenty or thirty meters away. He remembered being in the botanical garden villa area, and having several pamphlets promoting Christianity stuffed in his hands.

"O Lord! …… That we may do your will, and overcome all difficulties by your might, and give us grace and strength, that we may have a good testimony of our lives.

Pray that the Lord will keep us. Deliver us from all sin. Restore us mightily with the Holy Spirit. that we may be awake and pray. Live a victorious life. So pray, in the name of the Lord, Amen! ”

Jiang Yiming leaned over, stood outside the window, looked at the believers who were devoted to prayer in this simple church, and had to sigh that even without a trace of divine power, this Christianity has become the world's largest religion, penetrating into every corner of the world.

China's native religions: Taoism and Buddhism. Either it is decayed and no one cares about it, or it only cares about commercialization and even listing, and is bent on money.

As the forty or fifty believers in the church prayed, Jiang Yiming gradually discovered something unusual. The male pastor, dressed in black, did not enter it, but stood on the pulpit, in front of the cross, with his eyes half-closed, and a cheerful smile on his face.

He switched his naked eye to the energy perspective and found out why. Strands of wool-thick white smoke rose more than ten centimeters above the heads of the believers, and then passed in the direction of the priest and were sucked in by the cross.

This is not surprising, not much like what he saw at Fuhua Temple. It's just that the Buddha statue has been replaced with a cross.

After that, it was a little different, and the white light emitted from the cross hanging on the wall. To get to the spiritual field of the believer's body, one must pass through the priest who is clinging to the cross. As if it had been damaged, the brightness of the white light that came out of it was reduced a lot.

Jiang Yiming's first thought when he saw this scene was that Shi Zhengyi's method was still discovered. Although this pastor may not have the hypnotic ability of Shi Zhengyi, he has also embarked on the path of harnessing the power of human faith.

He thought to himself that it was necessary to talk to this pastor and even test his abilities.

Jiang Yiming waited for more than ten or twenty minutes before the prayer ended. The devotees came out of the church happily and said they were very satisfied. Only he could see that these people's bodies were flickering, and they were more active than ordinary people.

If you use the fish metaphor, before the prayer is a sardine in a tank, and then a sardine that is stimulated by a catfish. Even the aura field has expanded a bit.

Is there only good and no harm to believing in religion? He couldn't get the answer for the time being, so he had to keep it in his heart and leave it for later research. Now is the time to talk to the pastor.

Jiang Yiming strode into the church and said to the black-clothed pastor who was packing up the Bible: "I have a question, pastor, can you help me answer it?" ”

"God loves the world, and I will do my best to help you clear your doubts." Pastor Nian raised his head, revealing a face about thirty years old, with a gentle gaze, and said with a smile.

Jiang Yiming got straight to the point and went straight to the point: "Why did you stand in front of the cross when you were praying just now?" I saw it all! You're taking advantage of the believers just now. ”

"You're kidding, it's just an ordinary prayer. I've got something to do, I'm sorry. Pastor Nian's eyes shrank, his smile froze for a moment, and after more than a second, he regained his former gentleness and clipped his Bible under his arm, ready to leave.

Jiang Yiming laughed, took out his mobile phone and shook it, and said loudly: "You said that if I call the police and let the police investigate this matter, do you confess yourself?" I know that the police have recently set up a paranormal office to deal with things like this. ”

"You're the same kind, right, what do you want? Tearing your face won't make it easy for everyone. Pastor Nian put away his kind face and replaced it with a thick wariness, and his voice was a little sharp.

Jiang Yiming thought at first that it was the pastor himself who understood it, but he didn't expect it to be what he thought, and he couldn't let it go at this time. He continued to ask, his face became more serious, and he gave a warning.

"The same kind? It seems that you still have friends, and it is even more impossible for me to let you go as a source. Say, how the hell do you know to use the believers? This is the last time I'll ask you, and if you're still playing tricks, don't blame me for taking action. ”

"Well, since everyone is the same kind of person, then I won't hide it." Pastor Nian took a few steps forward and approached Jiang Yiming, with an expression of admitting defeat on his face, and he spread out his hands to give up.

Jiang Yiming "saw" a cone-shaped fluctuation emanating from Pastor Nian's head, and was about to crash into the door in front of him.

Sure enough, bad intentions! He sneered, and after passing through the Misty World, he became more comfortable with manipulating spiritual power, and quickly used spiritual power to lay an arc-shaped barrier in front of him.

Poof, the cone ripples hit the barrier, unable to maintain its shape and disperse, while the barrier remained intact.

"You...... Ah, I say, I say! Pastor Nian's mouth opened wide in surprise, and then he had a splitting headache, and he held his head in his hands and begged for mercy, and the Bible fell to the ground.

Jiang Yiming still exchanged salutes, and gave a spiritual impact back to Pastor Nian, which seems to have a good effect.

Two or three minutes later, Pastor Nian sat on a bench panting, rubbing his temples to relieve his headache.

"Half a month ago, when I went to a meeting at the Baisha branch of the Christian Association, a pastor I had known for several years told me about the cultivation method. At the time, I thought he was nervous, but I didn't expect it to be true when I came back and gave it a try. ”

Jiang Yiming then asked, "Did that person say anything?" Did he come up with it? (To be continued.) )