The church bells rang four times.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the priest closed the door in advance.

Pushing away the clutter on the altar, Di Shan gently put down a basin of holy water, her face pious.

"Does this thing really work?"

Thinking back to the night he had dealt with the wizard, the priest always felt that something was wrong.

"Don't you have a word called "Sincerity is Spirit"? For this holy water to take effect, you have to have a good relationship with Heavenly Father. Deshan laughed.

"I have done so many good deeds in his name, and I have prayed every day, and I have not seen him show me a spirit." The priest pouted.

"At least, the holy water of the ordinary church can still dispel some bad luck." Deshan reassured.

Genius is made up of ninety-nine percent perspiration and one percent inspiration.

But

That 1 percent of inspiration is often more important than 99 percent of perspiration.

This statement is also true in miracles.

Ninety-nine percent devotion is easy to achieve, but to obtain the divine power of the Lord, the remaining one percent is the strength and status within the church.

"How do you pray?" Cheng Hai frowned.

Although it was a little sad to say it, he was skeptical of the priest's piety.

The priest demonstrated it on the spot.

"Omnipotent Lord, you are my father, please bless me with a promotion and a raise, and win the lottery period."

Cheng Hai: "......"

Deashan: "......"

"Are you sure you're sincere?" Cheng Hai said with a smile.

"Of course it's true!" The priest said seriously.

He really wanted to win.

Di Shan was very distressed, and said helplessly: "If you say that from us, you will be put on the gallows." ”

"This is also going to the gallows?" The priest looked innocent: "If it's not for wealth and well-being, then why should I worship God?" ”

"The point is the first sentence, hey!" Cheng Hai's head is full of black lines.

"Uh...... Food and clothing parents, food and clothing parents. The priest explained.

"Let's move on." Dessan sighed.

It's a good thing Fibri is gone, otherwise the priest might have had a nightmare tonight.

"What is this? Salt and cumin? ”

Cheng Hai pointed to the two small plates of powder placed with the holy water.

"The white ones are salt, and the brown ones are ground coffee." Deshan replied.

"Ground coffee?"

Cheng Hai couldn't help but wonder.

Salt was used to exorcise the demons he had heard of, but ground coffee was unheard of.

"It's just the right process, it's just a substitute."

Deshan grabbed a handful of salt and drew a circle in mid-air with her wrist, the white powder scattering as it swayed, drawing a six-pointed star pattern that was round on the outside.

"Stand in the middle."

"I thought that a real exorcism would be enough to inject a little divine power into the head."

Cheng Hai stood in the middle of the formation.

"The First Saint may be able to, but this is not my specialty, so I can only use the ancestral old recipe."

Di Shan washed her hands with holy water, and then wiped a cross on Cheng Hai's forehead.

"Close your eyes."

"Hmm."

Cheng Hai did so, feeling apprehensive.

"All-powerful Father, may the world call you holy. Thy kingdom come, and thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. ”

Di Shan's voice was unusually calm, and on the contrary, something seemed to be restless in Cheng Hai's blood because of this!

"I feel the ......," Cheng Hai said secretly.

It was a cold feeling that was completely different from the aura, and it made him feel deeply uncomfortable.

As Di Shan's incantation continued, this thing also spread from Cheng Hai's blood to his skin.

It's being stripped away!

"Thou hast given us this day our daily bread."

"Aren't you okay yet......"

The blood vessels in Cheng Hai's neck were propped up, and he was purple and blue.

The mysterious force refused to give up, clutching him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

And Di Shan's voice was still the same, unhurried.

"You forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors."

The black breath was like a small snake, crawling up Cheng Hai's forehead, and everywhere he passed, there was a burning pain.

In this moment,

Greedy!

Gluttony!

Lust!

A lot of negative emotions were injected into Cheng Hai's mind like hormones, making him extremely excited and aggressive.

"Calm down! Calm down! ”

Cheng Hai pinched his chest, trying to stop his heartbeat that was beating wildly.

After all, it's a curse planted by an A-class demon.

If this extreme violent emotion is not released, he may have to explode!

"Thou hast not brought us into temptation, but hast delivered us from evil. For the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, are all yours forever, Amen. ”

Completely ignoring Cheng Hai's abnormality, Di Shan calmly finished reciting the incantation.

When she opened her eyes again, she had an extra bottle in her hand. A wriggling cloud of black gas was absorbed into her palm, and then placed in it.

Bo'er~

Plugging the bottle with a soft stopper, Deshan shook it in front of her eyes before placing it on the table.

"Whew...... What is it? ”

Cheng Hai held his knees, his face was pale, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

"It's a curse in you, and the resentment of those who die because of it. Such a condensed grievance can keep you in memory after you die. But ......"

Di Shan raised her head, looked at him and said, "There will be some sequelae." ”

"Do you have to go to hell to find him?" Cheng Hai smiled bitterly.

The thought that he had really killed someone because of his curse made him feel a chill down his back.

The violent negative emotions they felt just now should be the image of death in their eyes.

Cold, terrifying, insane ......

Cheng Yiyi has been devouring, is this kind of thing?

When she has a seizure, will it be as painful as he just now?

If it's true,

How long can she hold out......

Cheng Hai couldn't help but get worried.

"Do you want to take this thing back as a souvenir?" Dessan interrupted him.

"Remembrance? Waiting for the day to be opened by the bear child next door, and then cause a disaster? Cheng Hai shook his head.

"Aren't you a student of necromancy?"

Seeing that Cheng Hai didn't understand, Di Shan also explained: "The resentment and curse condensed into substance can be regarded as special witchcraft materials. If you have any ghost friends, this thing can help them grow as well. ”

"This ......"

Cheng Hai clenched his fists, and although he was resistant in his heart, he still endured the discomfort and took it.

Being able to take this into account can be regarded as Di Shan's thoughtfulness.

For the sake of victory, he has nothing to do with mental cleanliness.

"I'll take it as a reward." Cheng Haidao.

"You're so easily satisfied." Deshan laughed.

Compared to the few judges who were eager to take a piece of meat from the Holy Sect, Cheng Hai and Chu Lin were not too easy to talk to.

"Life is difficult, you can't be too greedy, see you tonight."

Cheng Hai waved his hand and turned around, Ji Youzhu was looking at him worriedly.

"Gone, back." He said tiredly.

"Oh."

Ji Youzhu followed behind him and asked cautiously, "Do you want me to help you?" ”

"Do I look so weak?"

Cheng Hai was angry, but unfortunately his face was pale and not much convincing.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......"

Ji Youzhu was forced to be obscene.

"Less nonsense, take a hand, I don't have the strength."

Ji Youzhu: "......"

Just have to be happy with the skin.

"...... Tonight"

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Di Shan pondered in place for a while.

After a while, she smiled and whispered, "See you tonight." ”

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