CHAPTER XVI

hymn

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"Jesus prayed for me alone, and in that Gethsemane was in great pain, crying out and sweating like a drop of blood for me! For me! He crucified him for me, and shed his blood for my ransom. His heart is like wax to me! For me! Jesus alone was bound for me when he was betrayed on night, and alone for me he was falsely accused and judged before Pilate, for me! For me! He crucified him for me, and shed his blood for my ransom. His heart is like wax to me! For me! Jesus alone was scourged to the point of rags for me, and alone for me to wear a crown of thorns and be humiliated and insulted."

Lin Fei, who was originally going to squat on the railing and prepare to tease Jia Nan, suddenly closed the forehead lines on his forehead tightly, stared at a dark corner of the room, and after his gaze stayed there for a while, he instantly fell to another place.

"Hurry back to the house!"

Lin Fei, who was still wandering just now, suddenly became serious, and Jia Nan thought that Lin Fei was doing something again? Unexpectedly, Lin Fei's fierce gaze glared at Jia Nan fiercely: "Don't go back yet!" ”

Oh?

That's when I kind of feel the danger. Jia Nan ran towards the house in a panic, locked the door as fast as possible, and got back into the bed!

Lin Fei, on the other hand, flew and returned to the chandelier again, his eyes swirling quickly in the room.

Like singing?

Lin Fei carefully recalled the voice just now, and said in his heart: It's still fucking English, but I couldn't hear it too clearly in a trance just now.

At this moment, he was dangling the wine bottle in one hand, and his ears were raised high for fear of hearing something.

“JesusprayedformealoneExtremelyloudcrieslikepain,sweatingbloodforme! Forme”

I'll go!!!

Lin Fei said secretly: Fuck, it's still English, isn't it still a foreign ghost?

It's really

It's been so long in the supernatural circle, if it's really a foreign ghost this time, Lin Fei is afraid that he will really be lucky to die.

Because according to the unwritten rules of the Tao, it is difficult for ghosts who die in a foreign land to get a good night's sleep. It's very sneaky. If there is a foreign ghost in this house, then I don't know what level this ghost will be?

Just when I was thinking about it, the song sounded again, and Lin Fei heard a rough idea this time: It seems that Jesus prayed for me alone in that Gethsemane, and he was extremely painful, crying loudly and sweating like drops of blood

This seems to be a Catholic song?

Could it be that this house is not only a foreign ghost, but also a guy who has a different faith from my buddy.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be easy?

Because before, Lin Fei, who often had a big brain, thought about what to do if I, a Taoist priest, met a ghost who believed in Catholicism?

Lao Hu's answer is: follow the local customs.

What do you mean?

Could it be that this ghost has to act according to Chinese rules when he arrives in China?

Lao Hu shook his head: You have to follow the customs!

Explain the explanation?

Lao Hu said: "That is to say, when you encounter such a ghost, you want to use their methods to solve it!" ”

But the problem is that Lao Tzu can't!

Lin Fei couldn't help but pout, and at this time, the volume of the song suddenly increased.

"Seems closer?"

Lin Fei's fingers tightened on the Wang wine bottle.

I only felt that after a gust of wind blew, the temperature in the whole room suddenly dropped by I don't know how many degrees.

Lin Fei only felt that his body was cold, and it was just a blink of an eye.

"Squeak"

I don't know if the door of the room is not closed properly, and the sound of the door shaking by the wind is particularly harsh. (To be continued......)