Chu Dajiang politely knocked on the door three times. The waiter opened the door, and there were two old men sitting across the table, one of whom was holding a brick-thick book in his hand, gesturing and talking about something on it.

Chu Dajiang broke in, and both of them turned their heads. What Chu Dajiang saw were two faces with different characteristics.

One of the faces, with thick eyebrows hanging high, has long been gray, but the sharp eyebrows like blades still reveal a tense momentum.

The other face is much kinder, with round eyes, a round nose, and a round chin...... The old man's face was hardly angular, but it was not fat, and he looked very pleasant. Even time seemed to favor the old man, leaving wrinkles on other people's faces, but polishing the old man's face as warm as jade.

"Who are you? Don't you know it's rude to interrupt someone's conversation? The owner of the first face put down the book and asked.

Really asked knowingly, Chu Dajiang thought that the thickness of this guy's face made Chu Dajiang look up, and he pretended to be like he didn't want to prevent Chu Dajiang from seeing the Pope.

Originally, Chu Dajiang wanted to go over and slap this shameless old guy, but the Pope was next to him, if he really did this, the matter of asking the Pope to detoxify would definitely be in vain.

Therefore, Chu Dajiang was rarely polite, and just as he patiently organized his language and thought about how to explain his intentions, the high-ranking royal family spoke again: "If you have any problems, please wait until my conversation with the Pope is over." This kind of clear under-beating behavior makes Chu Dajiang not accept it, nor does it not accept it.

At this time, the pope, whose facial features were round and kind-eyed, spoke: "Your Royal Highness, it doesn't hurt to listen to him."

The Pope spoke, and the prince could no longer find any other reason to stop him, so Chu Dajiang finished explaining his intentions in one breath.

"Look, this is a matter of human life, Your Royal Highness, are we ......," the Pope said with a smile as he looked at the Prince.

"Well, I'll come next time." The prince got up, put the book back on the shelf, picked up the staff of civilization and walked out of the room, knowing that the plan had been completely aborted.

After Chu Xiaoying waited for the prince to leave, he couldn't wait to speak: "Grandpa, you must cure my brother's illness!"

"I'll do my best." The Pope said with a smile.

Then Chu Dajiang saw that the Pope's cloudy old eyes gradually became clearer, and finally even close to transparent. Chu Dajiang saw another level of existence through the Pope's gradually transparent eyes.

Under that Cunzài's gaze, Chu Dajiang seemed to feel that he had also become transparent, and there was no secret to hide from his body to his soul.

It wasn't until the Pope finally closed his drooping eyelids that the terrifying insecurity gaze disappeared. In the eyes of Chu Xiaoying next to him, the Pope only blinked his eyes twice, but Chu Dajiang seemed to feel that a century had passed, and this unforgettable memory also shook the firm confidence of the atheist Chu Dajiang.

"It's a bit bad." The Pope said with a tired expression, Chu Dajiang's heart sank when he heard this, Chu Xiaoying was more anxious than Chu Dajiang, and her tears were ready to flow out at any time.

"Little girl, don't cry, it's not without help." The Pope said as soon as he saw Chu Xiaoying's red and swollen eyes.

"What to do?" Chu Dajiang is going crazy, your uncle, can you only speak halfway, it almost scared me to death.

"I'll use the light to dispel some of the toxins in your body." As the Pope spoke, a milky white light shot from his scepter onto Chu Dajiang's body, and Chu Dajiang immediately screamed in pain, and his sturdy musculature turned into a clump of black charcoal under the light of the holy light, falling off his arm.

"Bad old man, what are you doing!" Chu Xiaoying shouted, and appeared in front of the Pope with a sigh, and the little fist was about to smash the Pope's nose when he saw it.

"Wait!" Chu Dajiang caught Chu Xiaoying back in time, he removed his arm from the range of the holy light, and the burns on his hands were like an old tree in spring, and he immediately regained new skin.

"It's a little injury that doesn't matter to me." Chu Dajiang said to Chu Xiaoying very arrogantly.

"Hmph, who was there just now?" Chu Xiaoying curled his lips and said.

"Uh," Chu Dajiang scratched his head and said to the Pope in embarrassment, "Hehe, let's continue ......"

When Chu Dajiang's grinning shower holy light was halfway through, the Pope suddenly stopped and Chu Dajiang sat on the ground, without any sweat all over his body, all dried by the scorching holy light.

"Brother, are you alright?" Chu Xiaoying hurriedly helped Chu Dajiang to the chair, which was the seat where His Royal Highness the Prince had sat before.

"It's okay...... it's okay" Chu Dajiang was still strong, but as soon as his mouth opened, a puff of scorched smoke came out of his throat, choking Chu Xiaoying.

"It's a pity." The Pope suddenly spoke, "You are not a living being, and you cannot bear too much of the radiance of the Holy Light. Chu Dajiang's body stiffened instantly, and with a snap, the hard wooden handle was crushed, and Chu Xiaoying's face also turned red, and he was "eyeing the Pope".

The Pope laughed when he saw the two people opposite: "Don't worry, I don't have racial prejudice, I can see that although you are a zombie, you have a much better character than some humans."

Hearing the Pope say this, Chu Dajiang's killing intent disappeared, but he was a little embarrassed, and said writhingly: "Where ......" He didn't expect this leader of the Bright Sect to be so enlightened, which was completely inconsistent with the messy phenomena he saw after entering the Holy City.

Chu Dajiang has always been a master who can't hold back the problem in his stomach, so he asked cautiously: "Do you really think it doesn't matter?"

"Zombies are also a form of life, as long as they are the life in this world, no matter what form it takes, they all belong to God's people, and we should treat them equally." The Pope said compassionately.

When Chu Dajiang was moved by the Pope's words, the Pope suddenly continued: "Of course, this kind of thing can't be said in front of the public, after all, their ability to accept it is limited!" I was sure to be deposed. ”

Today I met a cheeky old guy again, Chu Dajiang really opened his eyes, he didn't expect such a cheeky personality hidden under the Pope's amiable appearance.

"By the way, when I came, I saw some priests in the city who were selling holy water......" Chu Dajiang decided to find out how thick the Pope's face was.

"Well, now than ever, the church is sometimes very financially strained." What Chu Dajiang didn't expect was that the Pope directly threw the truth about Chiguoguo in front of him.

"Isn't that a lie?" Chu Xiaoying interjected, "My brother said that a gentleman loves money and has a good way. Chu Dajiang couldn't help touching his face when he heard it, and thought, did I say that?

The Pope smiled, coughed dryly, and then said to Chu Dajiang with a straight face: "Come down to business, you come with me."

Chu Dajiang followed the Pope honestly, but Chu Xiaoying kept chasing the Pope, bouncing around the Pope's luxurious robe, while chattering: "Grandpa, why do you want to deceive people...... It's not good to deceive people......"

"It's here!" The Pope took a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead, not because he had brought Chu Dajiang and the others to the urban village of the holy city of Gantiresa at the fastest speed in his life, but because Chu Xiaoying finally stopped making noise in his ears.

At this time, Chu Dajiang and Chu Xiaoying were both attracted by the building in front of them, which was a piece of thatched houses that were incompatible with the surrounding scenery, sitting on a piece of muddy ground.

This kind of village Chu Dajiang has been seen more than once in some deep mountains and old forests, but it is really the first time to see it in a highly modern city.

"Where is this?" Chu Dajiang asked.

"This place doesn't have a name, but there is someone here who can cure you, a child to be exact." Pope Ways.

"Not your bastard, right?" Chu Dajiang's head twitched, and he suddenly said.

"What nonsense!" The Pope picked up the scepter and stuck it to the end of the mud and pumped it on Chu Dajiang's buttocks.

"Hey, Pope, how can you beat someone?" Chu Dajiang hugged his ass and hurriedly ran away.

The old Pope chased a few steps, but he couldn't catch up, so he panted and beckoned: "You come here, I won't beat you."

The Pope is a big man who says a lot, he shouldn't lie to me, Chu Dajiang walked over when he heard this, he was too careless, and forgot about the priests who sold tap water.

As a result, as soon as Chu Dajiang passed, the Pope lifted his mud-covered shoes and imprinted a dirty footprint on Chu Dajiang's trouser leg.

"Your Excellency, you ...... Your words don't count. Chu Dajiang stammered.

"Who said that? I'm not fighting, I'm kicking! The Pope quibbled, proudly rubbing the mud on his left foot on a raised stone, and the mud on his right foot had all kicked Chu Dajiang.

In front of it was a dilapidated hut that creaked when the wind blew, but there was a clean gravel path on the ground.

"Tsubasa, are you home?" The Pope shouted at the top of his voice.

"Grandpa~" The cheers came from inside, and Chu Dajiang snorted on the side: "It turns out that it's not a son, it's a grandson."

The Pope held the scepter and turned his head to look at Chu Dajiang with an unkind face, his ears were not old. A child of about fifteen or sixteen years old threw himself into the Pope's arms, and Chu Dajiang noticed that he was wearing a simple ring on his hand.

"He is the one who can suppress the toxins in your body." The Pope pushed Xiao Wing forward, and Chu Dajiang's eyes crossed Xiao Wing, and he kept asking, "Where is it?" Where is it? ”

"I said, it's this kid." The Pope repeated loudly, and Chu Dajiang's gaze fell on Xiao Yi, he looked at the little hairy child in front of him who still had a circle of fluff on his mouth, and opened his mouth and said, "This is too unreliable." I1387