At night, Los Angeles is particularly charming, like a girl in a gorgeous evening dress, a smile looks very delicate, every gesture is full of nobility and elegance, countless skyscrapers stand on both sides of the road, the lights of the surrounding shops exude colorful splendor, like the girl's finely crafted pleated skirt, if you can look down on the city from the sky, the girl's back is still hazy and mysterious beauty.

Along Ninth Avenue towards the outskirts of the city, a pale yellow taxi drove down the road, there were only two people in the car, and in the passenger seat was a man in a brown coat, he looked delicate, one hand against the edge of the window, holding his head to look at the scenery outside, his black and white eyes moved inadvertently, as if fascinated by the scenery outside the window.

Driving was a handsome man in a black suit and a white shirt and tie, with one hand casually on the steering wheel and the other hand against the edge of the window, as if he was thinking about something, a little careless.

As the direction of the car becomes more and more remote, the surrounding scenery has been dimmed, from the high-rise floor to the low bungalow, and then to a few hundred meters apart to see a house, from the departure to the present, it has been more than 40 minutes.

"Dante, don't desert while driving." Feng Chen was still looking out the window, even though it was pitch black outside.

"Feng Chen, I found you to be a strange guy who looks out the window every time you ride in the car." Dante glanced at Feng Chen, took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket with one hand, and Feng Chen took it easily, since he came to this world, he smoked more cigarettes every day than he had combined in two or three days. Dante coughed violently, then lit it, and suddenly the car was filled with smoke, like a burning and smoking train.

"You're even more strange, your lungs are the same as those rags used by the mechanic, aren't you really afraid of death?" Feng Chen snorted, "You're still afraid that you won't be able to go to heaven." ”

"Man, trust me, hell is never the right place to go." Dante said calmly, his face was a little pale and continued: "I have been dead for two minutes, I have been to that ghost place, and a second on earth is close to the eternity of hell, and within two minutes, what I have seen and experienced in hell has made me swear that I will never go to that ghost place again at the age of sixteen. ”

"It's terrifying, it's enough to strike fear into the bravest of people. But I chose not to go anywhere. Feng Chen said casually.

"I know, you like to feed the fish." Dante suddenly sneered with mockery.

"That's better than you, you know Dante, heaven doesn't accept selfish guys, in my opinion, there is no difference between heaven and hell, the former is against all the good words in the world that you can think of, and all the good things in the world are done behind it, flies and dogs, hell is not much better, a bunch of disgusting and disgusting things, and one by one they think that what they are doing is absolutely right, and they can't do it at every turn." Fall' This kind of brainwashing pollution, when heaven and hell are not coming, Lao Tzu as a human being is not troubled! ”

Feng Chen opened a series of complaints, putting aside the previous calm and indifference, looking a little excited, when he saw Dante looking at him in surprise, Feng Chen coughed, smacked his lips and said: "I'm sorry, Dante has nothing to do with you, I feel very unhappy about these two places." ”

"Haha!" Dante laughed, "You just said that if you were in church, you might be kicked out." ”

"You're not annoyed? As a Catholic, am I scolding your faith in front of you? ”

"I'm non-denominational." Dante said lightly.

The corners of Feng Chen's mouth twitched, this is completely inconsistent with the character setting! You see that the one who catches the ghost is not a Taoist robe, or a robe, either to my Buddha or to the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, if there is not a certain force standing behind it, how can you act?

"Don't tell me, Dante, that you have always been a lay disciple of the Catholic Church."

"Lay disciple? What is that? Dante asked, confused.

Feng Chen explained a little, and he saw the corners of Dante's eyes twitch inadvertently, and then Dante said, "Who said that you can't exorcise demons without faith?" ”

"The old ancestor doesn't bless you." Feng Chen was speechless to Dante, this guy had no faith, he did his own thing, after dinner, he wanted to ask him about his main quest, this guy went directly to the church after dinner, and didn't give himself time at all.

What can such a faithless guy do when he runs to church? Prayer? Or repentance?

Feng Chen didn't ask any questions, and the car stopped at an abandoned processing plant, and Dante got out of the car first.

"Arrived, let you see what's good."

"You may be disappointed, I'm an adult, if you call Charlie, Charlie's look of envy and adoration may make you feel a little proud."

The two approached the factory, which was a large factory, and finally saw the light, and walked through a low frame built by iron nets, and came to the second floor of the factory, where they saw an elderly figure standing in front of a table and carefully tinkering with something.

"Biman, my friend." Dante introduced, Feng Chen's heart moved slightly, and then showed a trace of joy, it really didn't take any effort to come, did the goddess of fate finally stand on my side?

Beaman has always had a penchant for the odd, his all-encompassing collection is Dante's most reliable source of information and supplier of weapons.

"Dante? Are you here? Welcome to me. Biman smiled kindly.

Feng Chen looked at this old man without a trace, he looked like a young man, but his body was naturally aging when he reached his age, and under the round eye pieces was a pair of somewhat cloudy eyes, walking in small steps, giving people a trembling, submissive feeling, but Feng Chen didn't think so, he just paid special attention to the bottle of beaker filled with pure water in his hand.

Seeing Feng Chen's gaze drifting to his hand, Bi Man put the beaker in his hand on the table, "This is holy water!" Are you Dante's new friend? Oriental? ”

"Hello, just ask me to seal the dust." Feng Chen smiled, he walked to the rectangular wooden table with all kinds of miscellaneous items, glanced at Bi Man and said, "Can I take a look?" ”

"Absolutely."

Holy water seems to be the standard weapon to drive away any dark creature, and this is also the standard for the protagonist in all movies about demons or those who are vicious, Feng Chen remembers that in the era he once lived, holy water was like those temples that opened the light, more fake and too little, there was real holy water in front of him, and he was a little interested in it.

This kind of water mixed with God's blessing, Feng Chen, to see what was special, he stretched out his little thumb and hooked a drop, stretched out his tongue and sipped it into his mouth, and then he showed doubts.

"Like, a little salty?"

"When the high-concentration holy water is diluted, it will become the same taste as tap water." "Come with me and show you the good stuff." ”

Dante tilted his head slightly to Feng Chen, signaling to follow, and the two followed Biman to the innermost compartment of the factory, and opened the secret door, which contained all kinds of strange things.

"This is a magic skull I bought from a cannibal in Africa, and I say it can cast cannibal-specific magic!" As soon as he entered his collection room, Biman was like a different person, and he explained to the two with great interest.

Feng Chen leaned in front of the skull, stared at it carefully for a while, and found that it was just an ordinary skull, he touched his nose and did not speak, and continued to listen to Biman introduce his "baby".

"This is your ancient Oriental coin, which I received from an old man who set up a stall for a hundred dollars, and it is said that there is something extremely mysterious on it," Biman introduced Feng Chen with great interest: "That old man can calculate my name with this copper coin, which is really amazing!" ”

The corners of Feng Chen's mouth twitched, this copper coin placed in bulletproof glass was very ordinary, and a hundred dollars was not as valuable as this glass.

It's all very ordinary things, and Dusty shrugs at Dante, who looks at the other objects as if he doesn't see them.

"This is what I got from an ancient and mysterious collector, and there are very few pieces in the world!" Biman took the dust to a glass display case, in which was a long, worn old cloth, which looked tattered, and some years old, the original white had been eroded by time to a yellow, and there was some black dirt on it.

Feng Chen was slightly surprised, his eyes moved slightly, and finally said the first words when he entered the Biman Collection.

"Very nice stuff."

"Eyesight!" Bihmann was extremely satisfied.

"Fragments of Moses' clothes!" Constance Dante's eyes lit up, "Very good thing! ”

"Moses?" Feng Chen doesn't know the Bible, so naturally he doesn't know, but there is a very strong power of light on it.

"This is a legendary mythical figure, it is not an exaggeration to call him a great man, you may not have heard his name, but you definitely know his legend, in the thirteenth century B.C., he led the oppressed enslaved people out of Egypt, in front of the vast Red Sea, after the Egyptians' most ferocious pursuers, in the face of this desperate situation, Moses personally talked to God, let the Red Sea part a straight waterless road, led the people through the road under the sea, and saved thousands of lives!" Biman roughly explained.

Feng Chen recalled that he didn't expect that the ancient legend in his world had actually happened in this world, Moses broke the waters of the Red Sea, a very famous epic mythological masterpiece, Exodus.

"The fragments of Moses' garments disperse all darkness and brighten the night as day." Biman said.

"Can you get rid of that debris in hell?" Dante asked.

"A certain amount."

Feng Chen saw a yearning look on Dante's fair and handsome face, he looked at Bi Man with sympathy, Bi Man saw Dante's look like a cat that had been stepped on its tail, it was hard to imagine that Bi Man, whose sideburns were completely gray, could make such flexible movements.

"Dante, I advise you not to fight the idea of this thing, there are not many pieces of this thing in the world!"