Chapter 712, the solution of the mistake

Those possessed by the "God of Wealth" can still move even if their entire body is rotten, while their heads are always in good condition, at most some pus are born on their faces. This seems to show that being possessed by a monster still needs to keep the head intact anyway.

Of course. That's just my guess. Brother Onion didn't know what was happening in front of him at the time, he only knew that a strange man rushed to the cell with a big knife, and then fell to the ground in a daze.

Brother Onion and his cellmates quickly ran out of the cell, but there were more triangular heads waiting for them outside the cell. And among these weirdos stood a guy dressed in what looked like a German Nazi military uniform, he was two meters tall, and he wore a black gas mask on his face, making it impossible to see his facial features.

Brother Onion was stunned for a second, then turned his head and ran, but before he could run a few steps, he was caught up by a triangular head.

The triangular head did not hold a knife, but instead pulled a chain with a large hook. Although Brother Onion has not seen the death of the murdered criminal. But the hook immediately reminded him of the bizarre murders that continued to occur in prisons that other inmates had described to him.

There is no doubt that it is these eccentric guys who kill people in prison. And today's sacrifice is obviously Brother Onion!

Brother Onion felt as if he couldn't escape, so he simply fought back with his fists desperately, and hoped that this triangular head would be as vulnerable as the guy who had just entered his cell.

But Brother Onion's hopes were disappointed, and his fist hit the triangular head that was chasing him, and he also knocked the opponent backwards. But then two more triangular heads rushed over and threw out the chains to wrap around Brother Onion's legs, and then pulled back, and Brother Green suddenly fell to the ground on his back.

Before he could get up from the ground, the two triangular heads were dragging him back to the Nazi officer, who was as tall as a brown bear, in chains.

"The Lord will forgive you your sins, Amen." A low, eccentric male voice came from behind the gas mask.

However, his actions had nothing to do with what he said, and he stepped on one foot on Brother Onion's chest, and at the same time raised a large hook tightly clutched in his right hand high.

Brother Onion exclaimed "ah", and then raised his hand to push the Nazi officer's leg desperately, but he didn't move after pushing for a long time!

Seeing that the big iron hook was about to be cut off, Brother Onion suddenly shouted an exorcism spell in Latin in a hurry. He didn't have any psychic powers, and he wasn't proficient in Latin, so the exorcism spell wouldn't work at all. But the Nazi officer seemed to buy it, and the iron hook that came over came to a halt in front of Brother Onion's wrist.

"What did you just say?" The terrifying, muffled voice came from behind the gas mask again.

Instead of answering the Nazi officer's question, he continued to recite all the incantations in his head related to Christ, the Bible, and exorcism in his broken Latin. It doesn't matter if these spells are the right way or not.

What is certain is that these spells did not cause the Nazi officer in front of Brother Onion to have any painful expression, and those triangular heads were not affected in any way by these spells. But Brother Green continued to chant, because the Nazi officer not only stopped attacking after hearing Brother Onion's spell, but also removed the foot that was stepping on Brother Onion's chest.

Brother Onion quickly got up from the ground, and then continued to mutter as he stepped back.

However, the Nazi officer did not mean to let go of Brother Onion, as long as Brother Green retreated, he immediately followed forward, and the triangular heads beside him also acted together.

Brother Onion knew very well in his heart that he couldn't escape at all, so he simply stood still and didn't move, just repeating these spells that he could think of over and over again.

In this way, Brother Onion stood in the corridor of the cell and recited an exorcism spell in Latin for the whole night. The next morning, the sky began to lighten. The Nazi officer and the triangular head finally faded away like fog and slowly disappeared from Brother Onion's face. Hold a total of medical buses.

Brother Onion breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground with his ass tired, and his head instantly became blank. He was so tired that he lay on the ground and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found himself in the prison infirmary, where there were many prison guards in addition to the prison doctor, and even the prison warden was present in the infirmary.

Seeing that Brother Onion woke up, the prison warden immediately came over and asked Brother Onion how he used to drive away those "strange things" last night.

"Strange things", that's how the warden called the ruthless characters who appeared in the cells yesterday, and apparently the guards and wardens had long known what killed people in prison.

Brother Onion didn't know what those weirdos were coming from, and he didn't understand why he could be spared by muttering Latin all night, but he didn't tell the truth, but first "whitewashed" himself: "I was wronged when I was locked up here, and someone falsely accused me!" I admit that it was a coincidence that I became a monk, but I do have a way to deal with these demons and ghosts, because my real identity is that of an exorcist! Bless the original owner, Amen! ”

Brother Onion improvised a closing sentence that could emphasize his identity.

Liars are not born, at least Brother Onion has always been an honest and good young man until he graduated from college. But since he entered the monastery and became the abbot, he had to rely on all kinds of lies to maintain his current life, and under the tempering of day after day, Brother Onion finally became a veteran liar who lied and did not make drafts.

He is not wronged to go to prison, because he is a liar at all. It's just that his luck as a liar always seems to be ridiculously good, and the prison warden actually completely believed his words and regarded him as the savior of the prison! Not only does Brother Onion not need to go back to his cell, but he can also arrange for prison guards to help him prepare anything he needs, and even call for support.

In short, as long as Brother Onion can help deal with the big trouble in prison, the warden will be satisfied with whatever he wants.

What Brother Green wants is freedom, but the premise of freedom is that he must help the warden get rid of the Nazi officer. Brother Onion knew very well that he didn't have this ability, so he thought of me again. But just as he was about to ask me for help, another accident disrupted his pace, but this one was not a bad thing for him.

A mysterious unknown number entered his mobile phone, and asked him to use the prison warden's connections to attack the Zhaocai Temple first, after all, it was an important hiding place for Jin Toad, and destroying it was the most important thing for Brother Onion to deal with at present. And there is another advantage of this, which is that the police can take me directly from Zhaonkaiji to the prison.

Brother Onion naturally wouldn't believe this strange call casually, but the other party said a series of things that I had done with Brother Onion one after another, some good and some bad. And this man claims to be a prophet, as long as Brother Onion does what he says, not only can Brother Onion get out of the current predicament, but even my side can avoid a big trouble.

Finally, the prophet also told Brother Onion, under any circumstances, not to call me to tell me about this, otherwise there may be a subtle change in the future, and this change may lead me to a dangerous situation that is difficult to deal with.

Brother Onion is a liar himself, so he naturally thinks that all the guys who claim to be prophets must also be liars. However, this "liar" is still right about one thing, Zhaocai Temple should indeed give priority to it, even if he doesn't take me over, there will be no loss for Brother Onion.

So in the end, Brother Onion followed what the "prophet" said, and asked the prison director to use his connections to launch an armed police raid on Zhaocai Temple, so there was the scene where I was "imprisoned" in prison.

Of course I know who this prophet is, because he has helped me more than once. But why he thinks I'm in danger in the Lucky Temple, I don't figure it out. Also, since Gao Xia knew that I might be in trouble, why didn't he contact me directly? And Brother Onion couldn't give an explanation for this problem. In his opinion, as long as I am brought to prison, his purpose has been achieved.

In addition, I also wondered why Brother Onion was suddenly accused of fraud and thrown into prison in just a few days, how to think about this process and how to feel problematic.

Brother Onion is not a fool, of course he knows that there must be some "mysteries" in this. But now he didn't want to think about it, how to deal with the Nazi officer wearing a gas mask was the top priority.

Since I have come to be safe, I have also decided not to think about other things for the time being, first help Brother Onion to deal with the prison affairs, and then deal with the problem of Jin Toad.

Of course, before I started investigating the Nazi officers, I had to confirm whether Liu Yi was safe now, so I asked Brother Onion to arrange it. Brother Onion nodded in agreement, and then took me with him to the warden's office.

The prison warden is a middle-aged man about fifty years old, with a slightly fat figure, eight-character eyebrows, mouse eyes, and a treacherous feeling when he looks at his face, and he doesn't look like a good person.

After a brief introduction and greeting, I asked about Liu Yi's situation straight to the point.

The warden was also very happy, and he immediately made a phone call for me to communicate with the police force. Less than two minutes later, the warden told me with a smile that Liu Yi had been identified as a victim, that the Temple of Fortune had been identified as a cult organization, and that the dead found in the temple had been characterized as innocent victims of cult rituals.

I could hear from the prison warden's words that the police had been eyeing Zhaocai Temple for a long time. I asked casually, and he nodded and said, "The province has been staring at Zhaocai Temple for a while, and it is not convenient for me to tell you the specific details in detail." However, this raid was indeed planned for a long time, and I just said hello to the person in charge of operations on the armed police side and asked him to bring you to my side. ”