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Chapter Ninety-Three: God

At half past seven o'clock on the same day, the convoy of the priest of the Holy Inquisition Li Ruisi and Wang Jiaping's convoy were jointly operated, and the so-called joint venture, in fact, was not as lofty as it was said, at most it was a sleeping car on a sleeping car, sleeping on the ground sleeping on the ground, and under such circumstances, there could not be any good conditions.

But the two groups of people together have nearly 1,500 people, and they are much safer after all, which also makes the survivors more assured.

As for Lin Mo, he saw a different kind of Holy Inquisition, the troops led by this priest named Li Ruisi were different from the Holy Inquisition troops that Lin Mo had encountered before-most of the people under Li Ruisi's men were similar to missionaries and priests, and there were not many real combatants.

In Li Ruisi's team, there are hundreds of survivors, all of whom have become devout followers of the Holy Inquisition, and the rest are basically missionaries, real armed fighters, even if you add the twenty or so golden-armored knights, there are no more than a hundred, which is completely different from the style of the Holy Inquisition Order, which has always been extremely strong in Lin Mo's concept.

And Lin Mo also asked someone - that person was actually Xia Yu - the position of priest was mainly a bachelor in religion.

But now this guy is acting more like a missionary.

When the long night comes, a dazzling blood light can still be seen at the end of the sky and in the direction of the new capital, and in the other part of the world, the silver moon hangs high, shining the wilderness with a piece of silver, adding a serenity and tranquility to this desolate apocalyptic world.

And the missionaries of the Holy Inquisition wandered back and forth among the survivors of the Limmer, stating their deities.

Lin Mo's side was no exception, and the missionary who came over was an old man, wearing a church robe, preaching their gods.

This was the first time Linmer had heard the teachings of the true, holy judgment.

He found that the members of the Holy Inquisition were unusually religious, and the teachings of this organization were no different from the others, except that the apocalypse was the punishment of the gods on the earth, and that salvation could only be obtained by believing in the gods and believing in the gods.

And the system of the gods of the Holy Inquisition is also different from the others, such as this missionary, who never called himself the function of the gods or his real name.

In the concept of the Holy Inquisition, the deity is simply "God."

Because it's God, it's just God.

Lin Mo probably heard that there seemed to be only one deity in the Holy Inquisition, and he only used the term god to refer to him, and there seemed to be no other title.

The gods of the Holy Judgment Society were a little vague because of this, but for some reason, Lin Mo listened to the missionary talk about the gods over and over again, but he couldn't help but feel a solemnity.

Born in the modern era of advanced science and technology, and growing up in China, where materialism is at its highest, it is almost inconceivable that every believer of the Holy Inquisition has such an extreme admiration for a theistic religion.

Lin Mo couldn't help but think of the sentence that Oberhausen spat out word by word at the end of the new capital: "Have you ever seen a real god?" ”

Lin Mo's firm atheistic heart was also shaken at this moment-what if, what if there really was a god in this world?

But he quickly shook his head, banished the nonsensical thought from his mind, slowly stood up, glanced at the old missionary who was still stirring up the crowd with persuasive language, and turned and walked into the darkness.

Others, on the other hand, listened quite seriously, and who, before the end of the world, might have shrugged off the gossip of such a missionary, but now they were quite serious.

Lin Mo glanced back, Qin Zi was sitting with Xia Qi, the short-haired beauty was already snoring, but this nurse lady listened carefully, her eyes looked at the missionary without blinking, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and Xia Zhen, the young man turned his head consciously, and glanced at Lin Mo tacitly.

Yes, tacitly. Although this young man has always behaved as lazy, the faint smile in his eyes always gives people a feeling as if he can penetrate everything, but Lin Mo did not feel hostility from these eyes.

And Xia Yu glanced at Lin Mo and nodded with a smile, then withdrew his gaze, stretched lazily, and yawned.

Lin Mo also smiled, seeing that the other party turned his gaze, Lin Mo didn't think much about it anymore, he looked at the darkening sky, and when he turned around, he found that in the dark night, a middle-aged man was walking towards him.

That was Li Ruisi, it seemed that he was here to find Lin Mo.

Lin Mo withdrew from the crowd, just as he was about to find a way to get close to the priest of the Holy Inquisition, and he didn't want to wait for him to come forward, but the other party came to the door first.

Lin Mo walked over to the other party and took a look at Li Ruisi in the shadow cast by a bus.

The kind middle-aged man changed into a black robe, and the style was somewhat similar to Yue Yuanshan's, but the pattern was slightly different.

Lin Mo glanced at the other party's clothes quietly, then turned his gaze back, looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, and said, "Are you looking for me?" ”

Li Ruisi nodded, he glanced Lin Mo up and down, and said, "Have you heard of the Holy Judgment?" ”

Lin Mo leaned against the cold wall of the bus, thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I've heard of it." ”

Li Ruisi obviously didn't expect such an answer, and a look of surprise flashed on his face, but this surprise quickly turned into an interested look, and he asked, "Oh? When? ”

Lin Mo thought for a moment and said, "The end is the beginning—I met a missionary who claimed to be a priest of the Holy Judgment Society. ”

Lin Mo had already thought of a statement in an instant, of course he couldn't tell his true experience and Yue Yuanshan's invitation to him, but made up an experience, saying that he had met an ordinary missionary at the beginning of the apocalypse, and had a brief exchange, so he had a certain understanding of the Holy Judgment Society.

And Lin Mo said that it was not brainless for him to say that he had heard of the Holy Judgment Society, because if he wanted to extract some information from Li Ruisi that he wanted, he would inevitably reveal that he knew a little bit about the Holy Judgment Society, so it was better to say it directly, so that the conversation would be a little easier.

Li Ruisi didn't think deeply about Lin Mo's remarks, he just asked one more question: "Are you from Xinjing?" ”

Lin Mo looked at the inquiring look in this guy's eyes and realized that there might be some kind of key to this question that he didn't understand, so he hesitated for a full two seconds before saying, "I escaped from Ice City. ”

Only then did Li Ruisi show a sudden look: "Let me tell you -- we have the least number of people in Xinjing, and the number of non-combat units is almost zero. ”

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