"This is what you call cultivation!"

Taylor looked at Li Qingyuan standing at the door of the church a little speechlessly, a little dumbfounded.

My God! What she saw.

"The Lord says that all suffering originates from human greed, so we must always remember to praise the Lord and praise God, and let us pray for a happy life!"

Li Qingyuan was surrounded by a group of people preaching, today is Sunday, and it is also the day of prayer in the church.

More than ninety percent of the people of the United States believe in Christianity, regardless of whether it believes in it or not, this ratio is already staggering.

Therefore, before Sunday, large and small churches will gather crowds from all directions, and the scene can even catch up with one-third of the Spring Festival of flower growers.

The square in front of the Crona Church was naturally crowded with believers who came to pray or pray, and in the corner of the square, Master Li was perfectly playing the role of a new priest.

Although this priest looks a little too young, and by the way, the other party seems to be a yellow race, but racial discrimination and ageism, even if he is brain-dead, will not be exposed in front of the church.

And because he looks so young, some of the older believers are still willing to come here and listen to his sermons.

"So please read to me, God loves the world!"

Master Li performed vigorously, coupled with his dusty temperament and serious expression, which attracted all the believers around him to read along with him.

"Well, everyone, while we enjoy a happy life, please don't forget that there are many people who are suffering, and I want to raise a small donation from you when Arizona was hit by a severe tornado recently!"

Even if the Chinese had to donate a few incense money when they arrived at the temple, so in less than a moment, in the name of collecting donations for the poor people who died in the tornado, his pocket was quickly filled.

Although they are all small denominations, they are quite considerable.

"Standing before God, do you deceive His believers like this!" Taylor watched in disbelief as Li Qingyuan put all the so-called fundraising donations into his pocket, unable to believe what he saw.

She also thought that the other party was going to do some confidential mission by changing into a priest's costume, but she didn't expect it to be to cheat money.

Of course, there are liars everywhere in the United States, but it is really rare for someone as bold as the other party to do so.

After all, in Taylor's eyes, Li Qingyuan is a mysterious person, and a person who has mastered the mysterious power dares to do this, it is simply to grab food in God's rice bowl, and he is not afraid of thunder and thunder?

"Less nonsense, if I don't do this, where will the living expenses come from this week!" Li Qingyuan whistled proudly, God, his old man collects so much money every day, and he helps him spend a little on his behalf, so he will not have an opinion.

"Okay!" Taylor helplessly held his forehead, she couldn't care about this kind of thing anyway.

"You should go and help me come back to life!"

The most important thing for me at the moment is to hurry up and urge the other party to help me resurrect it.

This woman!

Li Qingyuan has a headache, it's really annoying that such a babbling female ghost is always by his side!

"Taylor, you must know that resurrection is a very difficult thing, it is not as simple as eating and drinking, even the top masters need to prepare for several years, and it is definitely not that you will be resurrected if you want to!"

"So, I'm going to keep it this way for a few more years!" Taylor felt a little dizzy in his brain, and the feeling of being a ghost was really bad.

Only this little boy in front of him in the world can communicate with him, as if everyone is connected to the Internet and you are on a single machine, and the tragic computer does not even have a minesweeper.

"Yes, it will take at least five years!" Although I don't know how long Taylor's soul has dissipated, it is estimated that it will not last more than two months after he dies, and he will be liberated by then.

Some people may say that it is a little inhumane to watch such a big beauty dissipate directly, but in the face of a female ghost who can't be touched or used, can you have any other thoughts?

"Oh God! Five years, I'm going crazy! Taylor slapped himself in the face, and this state is a little unbearable for five days, let alone five years.

"Don't worry, you've become a ghost, ghosts won't go crazy!" I guess so, but who knows!

Someone said irresponsibly.

"So can you help fix the TV and turn on the satellite channels for me!" After a little thought, Taylor decided to settle down and fix the TV first, so that he wouldn't be too bored at night.

After all, resurrection is a very difficult thing, even in a magic plot, and it is very reliable for the other party to promise to help him resurrect in about five years.

As for whether Li Qingyuan is fooling her!

For a dead person, even if she knows that the other party is fooling her, she has to force herself to believe it, because God knows if there is a 1 in 10,000,000 chance that what the other party says is true?

This gamble can be played by the other party, but she can't afford to play it.

Otherwise, with Taylor's shrewdness, it should have been obvious that Li Qingyuan was probably perfunctory to her, but she forced herself not to doubt it.

Because everyone only wants to hear what they want to hear, and for those who don't want to hear, sometimes even if you just put the facts in front of him, he will turn a blind eye.

"Well, I don't have enough money! You know, I emptied all my money yesterday in order to pay bail! Regarding Taylor's request to no longer shout about resurrection but to repair the TV, Li Qingyuan felt that he could meet the other party's wishes.

Although the current kennel is the place where his body is now accommodated, as long as the conditions allow, who would like to live in that kind of place.

"The money in your pocket should be enough to pay the electricity bill!" Taylor pointed to his pocket, although the donations just now were all change, but there were hundreds, and it was more than enough to pay the electricity bill and open a TV channel.

"This is my living expenses for the week, you better not bother with it!" Li Qingyuan was very dissatisfied with Taylor's behavior of treating his own money as her money.

I am the only one in the world who can see other people's things as mine, and this order must not be mistaken.