After ending that conversation, Zongtian finally got his wish and came outside. It's just that the open wilderness didn't make his mood much better, after all, the word crime still lingered in his heart.

"Crime is quite broad."

Although Zongtian's words seemed to be talking to himself, Xiping had already taken the initiative to get to Zongtian's side.

"Yes, so if you talk about the test alone, this question is the same as giving it for nothing."

"And what's the difference?"

"If there's a difference, that's where it comes in."

While saying these words, Xiping also untied the temple mark that had been tied to his arm.

"Isn't this just plain cloth?"

"As the easiest way to identify a cultist, this thing is certainly not an ordinary object, but it is just ......"

"But?"

"But this thing does look too much like a piece of cloth, so it's probably not too difficult to pretend to be a cultist."

"Can you tell me what is so special about this thing?"

In the face of these somewhat unnutritious words, Zong Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes, and such an expression also made Xiping's only remaining wine vapor volatilize.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little used to being so loose, this black cloth is actually not too useful, its biggest feature is that it is strong."

With such words, the black cloth was handed over.

It seems to feel like an ordinary cloth, but since Xiping has already said so, Zongtian also tried it casually, but it was just ......

Sting!

With a crisp sound, the black cloth turned into two pieces directly on Zongtian's hand.

"What's going on?"

Although tearing up other people's things did surprise Zong Tian's heart, but in this situation, such a question is also reasonable.

"I'm sorry, I overlooked one more thing, but before that......"

Xiping didn't explain directly, at this time he just took back a piece of it.

"Now let's tear it up."

In the face of this seemingly random performance, Zongtian was somewhat skeptical, but since the other party had already said so, he tried again.

This time the situation was completely different, not to mention tearing it, the cloth was under the force of the sky, and there were not even some wrinkles.

"It's kind of interesting."

Knowing this situation, Zongtian also returned the cloth to Xiping, but while it was not torn, Zongtian also found that if he really wanted to break that thing, there should still be no problem.

"And then there's what I ignore."

Xiping's two pieces of cloth were put together, and then as if they were playing some magic trick, the cloth that had been divided into two pieces was actually connected together.

"Although some don't understand what this is for, the disciples in the temple use the length of this black cloth to divide the ranks."

"So there is such a thing."

Yang Ling, who had not spoken, finally interjected at this time.

"But I'm a little hungry, can I talk while I eat?"

It seemed to remind the two of them that they were still in the wilderness at this time, and Xiping naturally sat in the driver's seat of the car honestly.

On the way back, everyone seemed to be even more silent than when they came, and Zongtian, who had been thinking about it, did not bring up the topic just now, and his silence lasted until they had sat down in the hotel.

"So you mean, the degree of crime will impress the length of this black cloth."

Although Xiping didn't quite understand the significance of this more than an hour late, he already knew something about Zongtian, so he naturally chose to ignore such details.

"That's right, that's what I mean."

"Then I think there's another way to increase the length of this, right?"

"Of course, there is, and the easiest way should be the competition in the temple."

Hearing such words, Zong Tian didn't say anything, he just let Xiping continue with a look.

"It's a duel where length is a stake."

"That's understandable, but there's one more thing I care about."

"I'm listening."

"You seem to have said that this length is primary, but what about the secondary?"

"Naturally, the secondary things are not very important."

Facing Xiping, who seemed to want to fool the past, Zongtian naturally let him continue to speak.

"It's this test, if it's done too much... Well, even if it were simple, it would definitely be laughed at by other cultists, but with your strength, it shouldn't happen. ”

"I see."

Although the surface is quite calm, Zong Tian's heart is also a little regretful for asking in such detail. After all, things you don't know may be passed directly without realizing it, but some things will stay in your heart for a long time when you notice them.

"Do you have any suggestions?"

"If you want me to say, it must be as excessive as possible, and Lao Li's suggestion ......"

"Can you be realistic?"

"Well, actually, a simple brawl is okay."

"That kind of thing, I always feel that it is not easy to get evidence, do I want to beat people up and then take them directly?"

"Then it's better for you to grasp the scale yourself."

With all that said, Xiping was naturally a little helpless, but now that he had nothing to say, he remembered something important.

"I heard that this kind of test of the Divine Cult also had some meaning at first, after all, any kind of organization needs money to operate, so this kind of test can be regarded as a thorough investigation of the believers."

"It turns out that there is such a reason, so it is convenient for me to ask, have any of the people you know have worked for the Divine Cult?"

"You've seen the lazy looks of those people, and I think you should have counted them a little."

"I think so."

Although he was a little angry in his heart, he didn't want to blame Xiping, who knew everything, and at this time, he could probably only focus on another person who also had a test.

"Yang Ling, you ......"

"Ah, I'm full, I'm full, it's time for me to go back to work, so let's disband on the spot and see you tomorrow evening, shall we?"

However, Yang Ling didn't give Zongtian a chance to say anything more, he just wiped his mouth and disappeared from the field of vision of the two.

"Then I'll quit first, and please work your own crime."

After saying the words that were difficult to retain, Xiping also left his seat, but he finally settled the account before leaving.

Zongtian, who had nothing to eat, walked back home almost in a daze, but he didn't intend to let him go.

After eating something casually, Zongtian was in a daze in his room, and that night, known as the cradle of sin, was also spent by him.

With the arrival of a new day, the thoughts of the whole night were not useless, and at this time he only lacked something called determination.

However, as the nemesis of procrastination, time often teaches people a good lesson, and in the face of the unhurried passage of time, Zongtian can only do what should have been done a long time ago.

A day is not a long time, but in the face of some tribulations, it may be infinite suffering, but it is also the same day, and some people may also have a very happy life.

In the evening of the second day, the three reunited were in completely different states.

As an outsider, Xiping naturally has not changed much from yesterday, but Yang Ling is a little abnormally radiant, but the exhaustion on Zongtian's face is worrying.

"Then you should all be done, right?"

Although he had the heart to ask carefully, Xiping still decisively chose to talk less at this time.

"That's nature."

The person who replied was Yang Ling, and Zongtian also nodded slightly.

"In that case."

Xiping didn't finish saying that, but everyone got into the car at this time.

"Excuse me, what is this?"

The temple was still the same as before, but the old man made a puzzled voice at Yang Ling, and the reason for all this was naturally because Yang Ling handed over a small bag of strange white powder.

"Of course it's a good thing, a good thing."

Yang Ling's smile seemed a little unnatural, and the old man also examined the things in his hand again.

"Maybe I can get someone to try it out for me if you wish."

As he said this, the old man also glanced at some of the disciples who were in the dark.

"Try? I don't think anyone here can clearly appreciate the benefits of this thing. ”

"Then you better tell me clearly."

Facing the old man's serious gaze, Yang Ling also got closer.

"It's sugar."

"Oh? Is there anything wrong with this sugar? ”

"This candy is stolen."

"Then I don't think that's a crime."

"I'm not talking about the sugar itself, of course, but about its ingredients."

"Oh? Is there anything special about this? ”

"You won't get fat if you eat this sugar."

"In that case, it seems to be a very valuable thing."

Although the conversation between the two seemed ordinary, it was only at this time that the old man became interested in Yang Ling's words, but interest did not mean belief.

"May I ask, then, where did you get this recipe?"

"National Research Institute."

"But what you brought is a finished product, do you have your own laboratory?"

"Of course, I borrowed it by the way."

"National research institutes?"

"Or else?"

In the face of these almost crazy words, the old man also fell silent, but what people didn't expect was that he seemed to be familiar with what Yang Ling said.

"Then let me ask if the toilets in the main building of the National Research Institute are on the east or west side?"

"The third western room to the north."

"Although I don't know the answer to this question, I think you can still believe it, seeing that you answered it so crisply."

"So you believe it? I knew I wouldn't have to be so troublesome. ”