Before arriving in Macau, Zhou Qingfeng had many ideas.

For example, when the road is uneven, draw a knife to help?

For example, when you meet a businessman who has been wronged, how many glass beads are exchanged for gold?

For example, a noble girl who is in a foreign land is waiting for the rescue of the kind-hearted Uncle Zhou?

All this conceals a bit of romantic reverie, but the result is the prelude to the armed colonization of East Asia by Western countries. This was 1617, and Macau had been occupied by the Portuguese for more than half a century. It will take nearly 400 years for this occupation to end.

Thinking of later generations of Latin America, the mestizos, the original Indians, the Mayans, and the Aztecs all died out. Think about the Philippines in later generations, the Spanish descendants of Yishui, where are the aborigines? Died early.

The continuation of our civilization is entirely due to the deep accumulation of our ancestors.

When Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the gate of St. Paul's Church, one after another willing power attacked him like a raging wave. This strong desire for exclusivity is not at all the same as his body's inclusive and implicit desire for Han civilization. In the face of this ideological confrontation, a thousand words in his heart turned into only one word - dry!

St. Paul's Church is located near St. Gazzasi's Hospital, and on the other side is St. Paul's College, both religious institutions that were part of the Portuguese colonial invasion. They are more ruthless than guns and cannons, and can change the history, beliefs, and culture of a people in the imperceptible passage of time.

Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the church for a while, and Guo Jiao's little face turned pale with fright from the surging wish power in his body. The surrounding environment seemed to be a quiet street scene before nightfall, but she could feel the strength duel like a raging wave. The power of each impact was comparable to a competition of super ninth-level spells, and ordinary people couldn't understand the danger, but she understood that it was powerful.

The onslaught of Wish Power lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and the surging Wish Power gradually ebbed. The statue of Our Lady in the church suddenly cracked, and the statue's eyes began to bleed, and one by one it fell on the sacrament glass in front of the desk, ticking.

There were several priests in the church who were praying, stunned by the shocking scene. They gathered together in a panic to discuss, and soon began to pray with great anxiety, and finally discussed whether this was a sign or not. As the discussion went on, it seemed that the Virgin Mary was sending down a warning that evil spirits were invading this sacred abode.

The priests soon decided to relay this vision to the whole city, arguing that all the faithful should be called together for a great Mass. Just when they were panicking like ants in a hot pot, Zhou Qingfeng stood at the door of the church with Guo Jiao generously under the last rays of sunset.

"Can any of you understand Chinese?" Zhou Qingfeng's voice echoed in the church.

The panicked priests turned their heads, and then they saw Zhou Qingfeng, who pulled out the figure of the elder in the afterglow. The latter turned his back to the light and plunged his whole person into complete darkness. The priests had just been frightened half to death by the incident of the 'Virgin Mary's weeping blood', and they were even more frightened and screamed in horror when they saw such a person appear silently. Someone just shouted the word 'Satan'.

"Can anyone tell me that there are slave traders in this city? Or is there a merchant who can sell horses? Zhou Qingfeng asked again. He was victorious in the duel of Willpower just now. The collective consciousness of tens of thousands of believers in Macau was attached to the crucifix statue in the church, forming an unconscious spirit body, which was directly crushed and annihilated by Zhou Qingfeng, who had millions of supplicants behind him.

The priests shouted and scurried like headless flies, most of whom knew only Cantonese, did not understand Zhou Qingfeng's Mandarin with a northern accent, and even felt palpitations when they regarded the deep and deep words as blasphemous – to put it bluntly, they scared themselves.

"I've run into a bunch of fools." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and said to Guo Jiao helplessly.

"They seem to be scared by you." Guo Jiao was also surprised by this scene.

Instead, 'Flat Hair' unceremoniously spread his wings and flew around the church, landed on the top of a priest's head, pecked him a few times, and asked, "Hey, what about you?" Where can I buy beautiful horses? Did you see the uncle at the door? He had money in his pocket and wanted to buy two kinds of horses. One rides during the day and one rides at night. ”

The black 'flat hair' is simply a hell bird, which frightened the priests into hugging their heads and fleeing in all directions. Zhou Qingfeng could only turn his head and sigh to Guo Jiao: "Let's go back and clean up these guys." Now that it's getting dark, let's find a place to stay. ”

Guo Jiao hummed and followed Zhou Qingfeng out of the church.

For unfamiliar places, Zhou Qingfeng did not rashly stay in any hotel or tavern. After searching for a long time, he found that the skylight at the top of St. Paul's Church was actually quite good. With a good view and good air circulation, no one disturbed him, he easily climbed up and put the tent ritual on the platform of the skylight, even if it was the place where the two of them stayed tonight. 'Flathair' stood guard outside the tent.

However, before entering the tent, Guo Jiao suddenly lowered her head and said writhingly: "People want to find a place to make it convenient." ”

It is also said that ......, everything is good on the roof of this church, but there is nowhere to go to the toilet.

"Just find a place." Zhou Qingfeng pointed casually near the empty skylight, "I promise not to look, you can let 'Flat Hair' monitor." With that, he drilled into the tent to show that he was in high spirits.

Guo Jiao said to 'Flat Hair', 'Staring at this bad guy', and turned around to find a convenient place. She couldn't afford it in broad daylight on the roof, so she slipped into the skylight and entered the church. After a while, she got dressed and trousers and ran back, and after a little more twisting before she got into the tent. But when she went in, Zhou Qingfeng came out again and asked 'Flat Hair'.

"Where did your eldest lady go just now?"

"What are you going to do?"

"I want it to be convenient, too."

"She went the other way inside."

Zhou Qingfeng also pushed open the skylight and entered the church, and found a puddle of water left by Guo Jiao between several wooden beams in the dome. He thought it was a good place, and he took off his pants and let the water out. When he came back satisfied, he saw Guo Jiao coming out of the tent again, and was booing him with a finger to silence.

"What's wrong again?" Zhou Qingfeng lowered his voice and walked to Guo Jiao's side with his steps.

Guo Jiao was lying in front of the spliced glass window of the skylight, looking down slightly. She held out her finger and pointed into the church, motioning to be silent. Zhou Qingfeng also leaned over and sat next to Guo Jiao, and smelled a light aroma like an orchid and musk deer wafting to the end of his nose, he wanted to ask 'why does my sister smell so good', but Guo Jiao pointed to the bottom in surprise and whispered: "Someone is coming." ”

Not only are there people, but a large number of people have come.

A few priests who had just escaped ran to the nearby St. Paul's College to call for helpers, and dozens of people carried large crosses and chanted the name of Our Lady and lined up in a neat queue back to the church. Among them, more than a dozen priests have extremely high cultivation, and it seems that the West also has a corresponding training system in terms of personal force.

Zhou Qingfeng and Guo Jiao had a tacit understanding that they each cast their own spells to hide their breath, and only watched how the priests under the dome of the church would deal with this 'devil's invasion' incident. However, Zhou Qingfeng looked at those priests too highly. The other party's cultivation is not bad, but it is the first time that he has seen the blood from the eyes of the icon.

The priests were arguing with each other, and at first the argument of 'the devil was haunted'. But to admit that the devil has run in the church is not to make the priests admit that they have failed to preach the Gospel of God for many years? Then another argument emerged......

This is a miracle!

This is Holy Blood!

This is the Lord's praise and reward for our exploration of the Far East.

Only the most devout to our Lord are entitled to it.

Several old priests in front of the crucifix in the church became more and more excited, chanting and waving, causing the other priests to let out even louder cheers and shake the dome space of the entire church. Zhou Qingfeng and Guo Jiao outside the skylight at the top couldn't understand what these foreign devils were shouting, but they could roughly understand that the other party had turned the bad thing just now into a good thing.

The two of them were watching the trick and looking at it vigorously, but Guo Jiao suddenly reached out and poked Zhou Qingfeng, pointing to a string of falling water droplets above the dome not far away. She whispered in horror, "What's that?" ”

"Oh......, you pee." Zhou Qingfeng said with a smile.

Guo Jiao was so shy that she almost dug a hole and got into it. She held her head and kept shaking, "No, no, I ......, I'm only a little, really a little." ”

"Later, I urinated a lot and increased the amount." Zhou Qingfeng continued to laugh.

Guo Jiao hurriedly raised her head and punched it hard. The two of them fought silently outside the skylight, not only to be more powerful than others, but also to be completely silent. They were making a lot of noise, and there was a lot of noise in the church. A group of priests prayed aloud to the statue of Our Lady with blood and tears, and then carefully held up the cup that carried the 'Holy Blood'.

There was not much blood coming out of the icon's eyes, and even less dripping from the cup below. The priest who had noticed this scene had stepped forward to pick up the 'chalice', and found that since he had just left and had returned, the cup had a lot more liquid - and an indescribable smell.

This must be the breath of the holy Lord.

It's so intense, so great, so tear-jerking.

It's true!

Just smell it and make sure your understanding of Jesus is more detached, more ethereal, and more soul-touching. This is a path to progress that has never been seen before.

And if you want to have a more devout faith in the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, why don't you ......

The two men and women who were obviously fighting on the skylight ended up hugging each other very shamefully. Guo Jiao twisted her body and found that she couldn't break free at all, so she could only give up in despair, pouting and turning her head angrily to continue to watch the tricks in the church.

"What are those guys doing?"

"I don't know."

"Your urine has fallen on that idol."

"Yours too."

"No, I'm just a little."

"I saw a big puddle of water."

"You bad guy, I'm going to fight with you."

The men and women on the skylight continued to fight, and the priests in front of the statue of Our Lady prayed and ate the blood of the chalice. All the people who drank it said to the next one with strange faces: "This holy blood is so damn delicious, I feel closer to God after drinking it." You can't miss it, come and try it. ”

Before drinking, all the priests rejoiced......

After drinking, they all became solemn......

Until the last very young believer took a sip and spat and scolded, "This is obviously ......, woo woo." ”

A group of priests hurriedly stepped forward to cover the little believer's mouth and shouted with certainty: "This is the Holy Blood, indeed the Holy Blood." You have to believe that. ”