The choking ash pit is still clearly visible not far away, the raging flames are still mercilessly devouring the corpses of countless zombies, those shiny corpse oil is constantly overflowing from the bottom of the pit, and an inexplicable scorching smell spreads wantonly in the air, causing the prisoners who are too close to cough heartily. In the sky where the pillars of smoke gathered, the dense lead clouds were originally black tones mixed with more gray and black ingredients, and there was no need to distinguish those filthy things as unclean things, the ashes of zombies that were spurned by living beings and hated by the Holy Lord!

In order to avoid the disgusting corpse ashes, both of them carefully covered their faces with masks, and even their eyes were well protected with goggles, and the four big brown-red dogs muttered impatiently, vigilantly guarding the surroundings.

"This is the judgment of the Holy Lord, the Apostles have fulfilled the wish of the Lord, and it is our Lord who has given the Great Chief the strength to overcome all evil! Praise our Lord Christ! Christopher watched for a long time before he let out a low exclamation, "Behold, my child, what a great victory it is, so many ugly ogres have been purified, the life of the earth has been restored, the good people have returned to their homes, the fields are no longer barren, the granaries are full again, and the young children and old people are no longer plagued by hunger!" The joy of the heart was filled with the priest's tone, "Is this the Lord's arrangement?" Isn't it? My baby? Every crow's feet on the priest's face stretched, even the corners of his eyes were full of excitement, and his squinted eyes were full of the love of an elderly man for his children and grandchildren, and he needed a kind of support.

"Yes, you're right." Mo Kui was wearing a white nun's robe, in order to avoid the cold, she also specially changed into a thickened wool woven robe, although she was now shrouded in a thick mask, but her mood was also ups and downs, and she couldn't calm down for a long time, she finally saw the mighty military might of the R County Restoration Army for the first time without directly seeing the great cause of the big leader to annihilate the zombies in the north! It was that mysterious man, in the vast mountains, with his own strength, gathered so many Southern Barbarian warriors to resist millions of zombies! It has also achieved a record that has made countless people excited! This is a huge encouragement for any desperate crowd surrounded by zombies! Who doesn't want to get rid of the entanglement of these soul-seeking ghosts? Who doesn't want to live a peaceful life? The Great Boss has done it! Although many people didn't understand, he did it, and many forces with superior resources over him didn't do it, all of which he shouldered! He showed his determination to destroy the zombies with the most realistic record! Looking at the piles of corpses like hills, which disappeared little by little at the mouth of the pit where the corpses were burned as the hauling progressed, many doubts in Mo Kui's heart slowly dissolved into the invisible like solid ice meeting the hot sun. "I always thought I was right, I always thought that it was only you, or that I was looking towards the folks in the settlement,,, but in fact, we were all wrong,,,," Don't look over, Mo Kui muttered, as if he was feeling remorse for his past actions.

"Yes, we were all wrong, hehe, Mo Kui, my child, you haven't heard me tell me, I, and those troubled children, when they first met the big leader, right?" The priest looked back slowly.

"Nope! Father, you have to tell me about it. Mo Kui was also a little interested, and looked up at the priest very respectfully.

"Ah, I remember, yes, I remember, the day we met the Great Chief, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was he who broke through the obstacles of the zombies, came to us like a seraph angel who destroyed the devil, and led us to the land of Canaan where our Lord made a wish!" "You can imagine how desperate we were, with a lack of food, fresh water, and medicine, and several children around me! They are the purest and most innocent lambs of the Holy Lord! You don't know, in that environment, the thought of us going to be breached by those monsters makes me almost crazy! More than once I have prayed to our Lord that I may die before those children! Don't let me watch those kids die! The priest reverently drew the cross and hung his head for a long time. So, Heavenly Father has responded to you? Mo Kui asked very quietly, of course he knew the answer, but he would not disturb the priest's memories.

"Yes, the Holy Lord has shown me miracles!" The red-faced priest suddenly raised his head, spread his arms, and looked up at the sky. "He answered my call, and he sent an apostle! Praise our Lord Christ! Once again, he sang deeply, and the priest's cheeks could faintly see something shiny flowing.

Mo Kui also cooperated with his hands clasped in prayer, and recited the words of praise repeatedly with the priest in a low voice.

After a while, Christopher calmed down his emotional catharsis and looked at Mo Kui again: "My child, look at the merits of the apostles, so many evil spirits were sacrificed at one time, it is enough to make Heavenly Father feel gratified!" "Sacrifice?" Mo Kui chewed on the somewhat tasteless word. "Yes, sacrifice! The Knights Templar have been reorganized, don't you know yet? My child, the glory of the Lord will once again be sown throughout this suffering land under the guidance of Mr. Apostle and save all the nations here! The priest, intoxicated with the idea of a better future, was completely oblivious to the nature of the phrase and went on: "We have built up an armed force that belongs entirely to the Temple, and soon, more devout believers, inspired by our Lord, will join us in our holy cause to save the people of the Lai who are still suffering in the siege of the city!" At the same time, we must also be wary of the actions of the non-religious infidels, whose existence is always a blasphemy against our Lord,,,, "As if feeling that he had slipped his mouth, the priest subconsciously stopped chattering." "Well, actually, it would be a good thing if you could convert them to Orthodoxy, right, Mo Kui?"

"You're right, Father, we need time." Mo Kui's expression was faint and he didn't make too many comments.

"Well, that's right, time, I don't have much time to serve my lord in the world, I don't know which day, I will answer my lord's call,,, alas. Don't say it, Mo Kui, my child, if there is any day, I beg you to promise me,,," Without waiting for the priest to finish speaking, Mo Kui replied urgently: "Please rest assured, Mo Kui is willing to shoulder the cause of spreading the Holy Religion!" "Then I'll rest assured, although those young children have learned a lot from me, but they have always made me unable to fully entrust things to them, Mo Kui, you are my favorite person, let you take care of everything, even if one day I won't be worried!"

The two looked at each other speechlessly, just silently watching the scene of the burned corpses in front of them. After a while, Mo Kui said softly: "Sometimes, this world doesn't need a hero, yes, it doesn't need a big hero!" Christopher looked at the girl in surprise, and without waiting for him to speak, Mo Kui continued to say to himself: "What this world needs is a monster, a monster that is despised by ordinary people despite its appearance and appearance, but is bent on thousands of heads!" A monster that can save people from fire and water on his own! He is our big leader Zhang Jiaming! The priest pulled back his mask and smiled knowingly at Mo Kui.

In the dimly lit guest room, there is no charcoal fire that should bring a little warmth to everyone even in the cold winter, only a series of coughs and a strong smell of medicine ripple here, on the south wall of the room is placed on a fairly eye-catching rough wooden bed, the small coffee table next to the bed is full of all kinds of unnamed finished pills, and the bed is also stacked with various thick quilts, and there is a leopard skin with several holes in the futon used as a cover, you guessed right, this is Qin Zaixi's father's room, A semi-enclosed, but longing bedroom, just the heat wave driven by the walking crowd is enough to make everyone in this room feel warm, of course, that kind of heat is a kind of burning heat full of anxiety, resentment, and a hint of fierce taste in it!

"Old man, you drink this bowl of medicine, while it's still hot." Li Juan was very filial with a bowl of black medicinal soup, respectfully knelt beside the bed, and persuaded Qin Zaixi's father who was wrapped in a mattress, "You can't be so anxious to get angry!" Your body matters! "Dad is lying on his back on the couch, the lower half of his body is covered with a warm quilt, the upper body is a thicker sheepskin jacket draped over his shoulders, and the back of his head is also a big pillow made of I don't know what leather, the old man's face is very sallow, and his eyes are not bright, like a torch and candle into ashes, and he is about to die, and a little bit of sweat is constantly emerging from the old man's face. Seeing that the old man was already dying, several Miao doctors and civilian doctors who had been recruited came to see the old man's home, and they all said that they could not do anything and advised everyone to prepare for the mourning and change. The room was full of people immersed in a deep sorrow, as if as long as the old man closed his eyes and kicked his legs, everyone here would be martyred for it!

"Grandfather, grandfather, can you always hear me?" Mulin trembled and approached his father's couch, his face was very pale with a mournful tone, as if it was not his father who was about to die, but him. Li Juan originally wanted to stop Pang Mulin, but who would have thought that her father's trembling hand was slowly raised, and he could not make many movements, signaling Pang Mulin to continue. "You are always our backbone, tens of thousands of people here, old and young, are all relying on your old body to carry it for us!" As he spoke, Pang Mulin was sad from his heart, two lines of old tears suddenly fell, holding on to the railing next to the bed, Pang Mulin continued to shake his head and sigh: "The little ones are not adults, and we old people have no strength, if you always pick ,,, like this,,,,,, how will we live in the future!" Granduncle, you must cheer up! Xiong Peiyun, who had been sitting on the side for a long time, timidly also stood up, since the surrender of the clan, she can also be regarded as a close to her father, seeing that her biggest protector is about to get sick, Mrs. Xiong's heart is not a taste, cautiously approached the bed, the old lady is also nodding her head, her tone is also sad and sad: "Old man, what Brother Pang said is that we are all looking at your old protection, as long as you are here, No one dares to bully us, if you leave like this, the children of our Miao family will ,,, "Saying this, the old woman also has a sour nose, snot and tears or something! Looking at the expressions of the two patriarchs who had died of their fathers, dozens of clan leaders in the house also brought a group of children, large and small, all cried and cried, the crying was inherently contagious, Qin Zaixi's father was not dead, but as a result, the crying in the house opened for less than a few seconds, and the group of people outside the house who were already nervous to the extreme also heard the crying! Now it was lively, thousands of young people surrounded the father's residence, all of them were concerned about the safety of their own people to watch here, suddenly from the house came the sound of crying, the crowd was like a hot oil pot sprinkled with a scoop of cold water, that called a fried pot! "My husband is dead!! This inevitable thought suddenly fell into the hearts of all the villagers who were waiting, and the scene couldn't be cleaned up all of a sudden! The howling cry was earth-shattering, regardless of the snow on the ground, countless young villagers rushed out of their houses, kneeling in unison in the direction of Dad's ward, countless voices screamed in mourning, and the mournful shouts went straight to the nine heavens away, even the crowd of people working in the fields stopped their movements, and looked in the direction of the source of the sound, even the people who were stupid with a dull sense of political smell could feel something--- this R County is about to change!