In addition to being shocked, Wu Jingya's sleepiness gradually increased. Slowly he closed his eyes, the black booklet was open and covered his face, and in his dream he seemed to see a man with a long beard, wearing a black robe, and carrying a Longquan sword on his back. Dreaming and dreaming, he smiled, where is this Western god, how does it feel so much like Lu Dongbin in the East, when you have time, you must go to those churches to see what the god looks like?

It's been a long time since I've slept so well, and I don't know if it's because reading the Bible makes me stop thinking cranky, so I sleep well. I still read the Bible and get sleepy so I sleep well. In short, if you have insomnia in the future, you can read the Bible.

Wu knew that he was in a dream, and he also knew that he was about to believe it, and he began to think about it in his dream.

Captain Liang and Painter Zhang are both dead, will they go to heaven or hell? It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. But if he could go to the church and ask for it for them, Wu would be quite happy. By the way, there is Yingzi, Dou Zhenhai, and Zhang Shiwan's driver. Wu felt that none of them were bad people, although they had all done bad things to a greater or lesser extent.

Is it true that people who do even a little bad thing will have to go to hell, and whether people have to do good things for a lifetime and do nothing bad before they can go to heaven?

Thinking of this, Wu suddenly felt a little inexplicably sad, how could he feel that everyone in this world would go to hell. Let's go down, it's all down, you can meet it there, and everyone can be a companion. When he was whipped by the bull head and horse face, he could still take two more beatings for Yingzi and Painter Zhang. In other words, is there a Hades in the hell in this black book? Is there a bull head horse noodles?

Wu sat up, rubbing his face with his hands, not daring to think about it anymore. He felt that his face was very hot, and ran into the toilet, and just half a foot into it, he remembered that Painter Zhang had told him many times not to go to the toilet in the house, and the toilet in the house was broken. I have a stupid head, and I have no memory at all. Just as he was about to walk out the door, something caught his attention, it turned out that there was something covered with a white cloth in the bathtub of the toilet, what was it? Is it a painting by an artist?

Wu gently lifted it, and the cloth on the board, a lustful oil painting appeared. Wu only watched it for three seconds before bursting into tears, he was not in pain, nor was he sad, but the tears naturally flowed down his cheeks.

This is probably after drinking too much at the beginning of the day, when Wu was lying on the sofa, Painter Zhang sketched it down, and then I don't know how long it took to paint, and then it was colored again.

In the center of the picture, Wu is curled up on the bed, his face flushed. Above his head, on the upper right, there was a red cross, which seemed to be glowing.

Wu carefully took the painting off the drawing board and rolled it up with a newspaper and placed it close to his body, Wu planned to frame the painting when he turned back and had a place to stay.

The terminal of the passenger ferry is Shanghai, the largest financial center in China and even the Far East, the international metropolis where there are many leases and foreigners are rampant, and the place where there is the Huangpu River.

Originally, passenger ships could directly enter Shanghai and stop at Dada Wharf, which was built in the early 20th century to serve inland river passenger ships, and it didn't take long to enter the most prosperous area of Shanghai. But Wu's passenger ferry ended up at the good wharf opposite the Dada Pier. First, it is because his route is from inland rivers to the sea, and he needs to be checked by customs on the way. Second, because of the problem of their ship smuggling abroad, all the marine police ordered the passenger ship to turn around and sail to Pier 9.

Most of the ferries stop at Pier No. 9, and guests from the north take the train to the station near Pier No. 9, get off and change to the ferry and then cross the river to Shanghai. So docking here, this invisibly brings a lot of trouble to those guests who want to go directly to Shanghai on the passenger ship.

There will be a lot of guests on the boat who will stop and complain, and this trip has made their favorability of the health company drop to a freezing point.

After docking, the customs staff set up an office in the entrance area of the wharf, and as soon as the people got off the boat, they were all crowded in such an artificially demarcated area.

What, also check our luggage? Are we prisoners? Several passengers complained loudly in front of customs agents.

The staff member spoke very quickly, and replied with an expressionless face, who asked you to come to Shanghai? If you don't want to check, you will go to sea as a guest ship, we are much older here, and you are not the worst one.

The passengers blushed, and after a few words of comfort to each other, they could only do so, turning out the boxes they were carrying and the pockets of their clothes and trousers.

By the time Wu carried two boxes to the customs for inspection, he had already changed out of his suit, and put on a dark and thickened gown, black sunglasses, and a gentleman's hat that did not look gentlemanly at all. Wu was quite dissatisfied with this hat, he looked upright, but after wearing this hat, he looked much more insidious and cunning.

He asked, "Hello, I want to ask, where can I handle the consignment of goods here, I want to send this box over."

The staff pointed to a post office not far away, inside the train station, where you have to go around in a circle.

Wu was about to go directly.

Oh yo, your brain Watler, your stuff hasn't been checked yet? The staff complained.

Wu Hanhan smiled and obediently opened the box, full of dollars and oceans.

Wow, the fellow shipmates looked at Wu's box and let out an exclamation.

The customs people carefully inspected the cash box, and the woman who spoke very fast just now saw so much money, and her service attitude immediately changed.

Wu shrugged his shoulders, is there a rule that you are not allowed to bring so many advanced people with you?

The woman was speechless.

As soon as Wu's box was opened, the bad luck was not far away, and a gang specializing in eating this dock targeted him. The boss of the gang is a strong man called Big Tiger, who is shirtless in such a cold sky, with an eagle tattoo on the front and a tiger on the back, lest others not know that he is a good person. At this time, he was practicing in front of the Huangpu River.

A few of his younger brothers gathered around the small stove to bake the fire, the second in charge, what is our boss doing?

The second master has fair skin and a thin body, don't look at the thin nickname Erniu, and the rest of the commentators are lined up, what three dogs, four pigs, five crabs, and six beasts are too numerous to mention.

Erniu responded, this is the boss practicing internal skills, and after practice, it hurts people invisibly from fifty meters away.