Maybe it was because he saw that these black-robed members under his command had reached the limit of their physical strength, and the black-robed man led by him finally spoke, "Okay, let's rest for a while!" Qiu Yong, go find a safe place in the shade and prepare to make a fire to cook! ”

Hearing this person's words, a group of black-robed people stopped their movements as if they had been pardoned, and among them was a thin guy, who should be the Qiu Yong in that person's mouth, only to see him pull a knife flower, and after holding the handle of the knife with his backhand, he leaned over and got into the weeds on the side of the road. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After about ten minutes, this Qiu Yong came out of the grass again and said to the leader in black, "Deacon Cao, the place has been found!" ”

Deacon Cao, who was in the lead, nodded, waved his hand and said, "Lead the way!" ”

This is a plane tree about 30 meters high, although this tree is a single tree, rooted in the barren grass, but it provides a large shade area, and the canopy spreads out enough to cover a radius of nearly 100 meters.

When this group of black-robed people came here, Qiu Yong had cleared out a piece of flat land of more than ten square meters under the tree, and without waiting for Deacon Cao's instructions, a group of black-robed people began to set up a pot to boil water, and at the same time, they also took out the corpses of some small mutant creatures from their backpacks, peeled them and washed them, chopped them and threw them into the pot.

While waiting for the broth to boil, Deacon Cao sat cross-legged beside the tree trunk, took out a piece of worn-out parchment from his arms, and respectfully spread it in the palm of his hand.

Seeing his action, all the black-robed people immediately knelt down with a reverent face, and even the guy who was in charge of taking care of the soup pot hurriedly knelt beside the stove, completely unafraid of the scorching flames beside him.

Deacon Cao glanced at the expressions of the black-robed people, nodded with satisfaction, and said slowly, "The dark age has begun, this is a doomsday purge initiated by the supreme god of my religion, only by believing in my religion can we be redeemed in the last days, even if we die, we will be honored to return to the arms of my lord!" ”

"We are the spokesmen of the Lord of God in the world, and all the deeds of the Lord of God will be seen in full view, and whoever spreads the glory of our religion will be guided one by one when the end of the world is over, so that they will be freed from the sea of suffering forever and ascend to the Garden of Heaven!"

"If there is a person who is obsessed with deep attachment and slanders my Lord, we must also have a heart of compassion to help him free himself from the bondage of the flesh, so that the soul of such a strange kind can be liberated!"

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After preaching the brainwashing doctrine, Deacon Cao slowly closed the parchment and looked at the black-robed sect members in front of him with deep eyes.

A group of black-robed people held their hands on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the ground for three seconds, and then they got up together, and then scattered to do their own work according to the assigned work.

Since Qiu Yong's status in this small group was second only to Deacon Cao, he didn't need to interfere in general chores, so he took advantage of the black-robed sect's work to get to the tree and chatted with Deacon Cao.

"Deacon Cao, why don't we let the sea of clouds occupy it, and just go to a small county town like Qingshui? How many congregations can be developed in such a small place? Qiu Yong asked puzzled.

"Tell me, what is the most important thing at the moment if you want to expand the influence of my teaching?" Deacon Cao asked rhetorically.

"People?" Qiu Yong said tentatively.

Seeing that Deacon Cao shook his head, he frowned again and said, "Gun? ”

Deacon Cao shook his head again and said softly, "We need a solid ground!" ”

"Shall we establish a branch in Qingshui?" Qiu Yong asked subconsciously.

"Don't look at this Qingshui is only a county-level city, but its location is just on the main road in and out of the northwest provinces, as long as we have a firm foothold there, we can spread the power of this sect to the whole province, and even the entire northwest region!"

"In addition, Qingshui also has a grain depot directly under it, after all, the foundation of my sect is too shallow, if you want to open up the situation in this last world, this large amount of grain is the cornerstone of our wide collection of sect members!" Deacon Cao said.

"Doesn't Yunhai also have a grain depot? The strategic location there should be more important than Shimizu, right? And as a provincial capital, there are more survivors, if we occupy the sea of clouds, it will also be convenient to absorb the sect members? Qiu Yong asked.

"Yunhai has long been targeted by the Huaxia government, they have deployed a division of troops there, with the current strength of our sect, it is not appropriate to leak out in their sight! After all, this hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the strength of the Huaxia military must not be underestimated! Deacon Cao said.

"I see! No wonder I will send you to lead the team this time, it seems that my teaching is bound to win Qingshui City! Qiu Yong said suddenly.

Deacon Cao waved his hand modestly, and then said with a smile, "I tell you in advance, when we arrive at Qingshui, there are two places we must take, one is the grain depot, and the other is the Qingshui Detention Center!" Before coming, the elders had decreed that no matter what the cost, these two places must be taken under our religion! ”

"Detention center? I thought we were going this time just for food. Qiu Yong said.

"Needless to say, the importance of the grain depot is needless to say, although the facilities of this Qingshui Detention Center are not as good as Yunhai Prison, the environment is relatively closed, and a large number of sectarians can be arranged to live! This place, but... Specially pointed out! At the end of his speech, Deacon Cao did not say the name of the man's position, but pointed to the sky with a respectful face.

Qiu Yong nodded in understanding, "I don't think there will be any big fish in this Qingshui City, and when the time comes, you will sit in the grain depot, and I will be responsible for taking this detention center!" ”

"In addition to these two tasks that must be completed, after we are stationed in Qingshui, we will also carry out redemption work as soon as possible, and strive to rescue all the survivors in Qingshui City before the arrival of the elders, and finally develop into a member of our sect!" Deacon Cao arranged.

He paused, then patted Qiu Yong's shoulder, and said with a resolute gaze, "Qiu Yong, whether this Qingshui can become the largest branch base of my sect depends on you and me!" ”

Hearing this, Qiu Yong clenched his fists with a fanatical face, and said excitedly, "Deacon, please rest assured, I, Qiu Yong, will definitely do my best to help you achieve this goal!" ”

After speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked with a worried face, "Deacon Cao, you said that we won't meet that group of fake soldiers again this time, right?" The last time I went on a mission, I almost fell into their ambush! ”

"That's not a fake soldier!" Deacon Cao said with a sneer.

"Not a fake soldier? So are they secret troops cultivated by the Chinese government? But when I look at their clothing armbands, they don't look like Chinese soldiers? Qiu Yong asked suspiciously.

"This group of people is not affiliated with the Huaxia government, but the forces they represent behind them, I'm afraid even the Huaxia government doesn't dare to touch it easily!" Deacon Cao said.

"Is there such an organization in the world?" Qiu Yong's eyes widened and he asked.

"You don't need to know too much, anyway, if you see this group of people in the future, just clean it up!" Deacon Cao said with a sword in his eyes.

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