After the golden narrow door appeared, Sister Baba took the lead in stepping in, and Sister Gentle was like a shepherd driving a lamb, driving the children and spirits into one by one, followed by Lin Jiang and the other two teenagers. The young man at the back looked back before entering the narrow door, and the gentle nun didn't know why, and also looked back, but there was nothing but desert or desert,

"What are you looking at? Let's go inside! ”

After they entered the narrow gate, they did not see any golden ladders, jasper steps, any evidence of the existence of extraterrestrial civilizations, or any advanced equipment and facilities that belonged to human beings or did not belong to human beings, but a stone staircase led to many connected passages and stone chambers. Although some stone rooms are equipped with tables, chairs, beds, cabinets and other furniture, you can see at a glance that they are all patchwork things. The only thing that makes these stone chambers habitable is the sound of gurgling water coming from somewhere, and the fact that the air in this underground stone complex is so fresh that it is not lost to the ground. However, it is puzzling that there is no ventilation system in the stone complex, so where does this fresh air come from and how does it work?

"Sit, find a place to sit. Treat this place as if it were your home. "The Evil Nun was busy greeting everyone, but in fact there were not so many tables and chairs in the stone room. Xu Qiang floated to an empty place and sat on the ground, Liu Qibao and Zhong Yin did the same, and also found a place to sit casually. After a while, almost everyone sat down. The evil nun was not polite, and chose one of the several chairs in the middle, and as soon as she sat down, she was busy beating her legs and pinching her shoulders, obviously the past experience was enough. When she saw that the gentle nun was still standing, she said to her,

"How do you talk when you're standing, sit down."

The gentle nun sat down as she was told.

"I'm sure you must have a lot of questions on your mind. Don't rush, take your time. Whatever the two of us know, we'll give you an answer. At this point, the evil nun took a breath and continued.

"Our name is not Mary, Mary refers to our work. My name is Anna and she is Lucia. Anna pointed to the gentle nun, who smiled and nodded.

"Mary Magdalene!" Airu said.

"Yes, you know it, but you don't believe it." Anna speaks straightforwardly and seems to be insightful.

"I don't know what to believe." Aru said with his head down.

"I'm sorry, but what did you just say your job is?" Tong Ling asked.

"Take care of the 'blood of Jesus,' protect him, and let him send him."

"Is this a hereditary job?" Liu Qibao was joking. As soon as the words came out, he regretted a little, because Anna's attitude was serious from beginning to end, and he had an indescribable good impression of Anna.

"It's not." Lucia's smile changed, and her expression became extremely serious. "We were chosen. The High Priest will find us first. ”

"High Priest, is it a priest?" Liu Kuan asked.

Not only are we spurned by the secular church, but they will want to get rid of us as soon as possible. We have a long history, even before Jesus was born. Before He was born, we served as 'men of God,' and it was not until many years after His birth that we changed our claims to be the 'Blood of Jesus.' Lucia said.

"But you're all wearing nun clothes." Zhong Yin couldn't help but say.

"For the sake of confusion, in order to avoid people's eyes." Anna went on to say, "Normally a priest chooses a dozen people, but when the man of God appears, that is, after the blood of Jesus appears, only one person is chosen, and he is Mary. And the rest of the people will do their best to help and provide for him. ”

"Hotel owner!" Zhong Yin exclaimed.

"Yes," Anna nodded. "Some of the drinkers too."

"But why do you have two Marys?" Liu Kuan asked.

"Because we have never touched three 'blood of Jesus' at once."

"That's one short." Zhong Yin said.

Anna nodded, sort of an answer.

"Who is this?" Tong Ling asked.

"I'm Machu." One of the teenagers who hadn't spoken all this time said. On closer inspection, his complexion and contours are indeed those of Native Americans.

"I am Mary of Machu." Anna said.

"I'm Zimba." Another teenager, who is apparently of African descent, said.

"I am the Mary of Zimba." Lucia said.

"The only one who doesn't have Maria is Lin Jiang." Tong Ling said.

"Mary doesn't have to be a woman." Anna suddenly threw out an inexplicable sentence.