The teachings and admonitions of the prophets are embodied in all aspects of life, so theoretically, every community and place where every believer gathers should be the same. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But this is not the case, Silber lived in the holy city for twenty years, twenty years ago he was also a wandering Jew, he had seen places outside the holy city, he had seen non-believers and believers outside the holy city, and after settling in the holy city, he had also traveled from time to time to learn about the situation outside the holy city.

Outside, believers and non-believers alike excuse every debauchery by erecting lavish buildings, devised new things that made their entertainment richer and more convenient, and interpreted dogmas to support their opinions......

Silb did not oppose them, or rather, he did not think that he should take any position against them, for the Prophet had already informed the world, and since the people of the world could not learn to restrain themselves, it would be useless for him to say more, and it would be better to immerse himself in the traces left by the Prophet and the Holy Ones in this holy city, even though there are various "new factions" in this city.

But day after day, the morning sun and dusk, the fellow believers who studied the scriptures together were like the eternal walls of cathedrals and temples......

"Huh?" Silber walked to the door, looking in the direction of the noise, which was also the direction of the Wailing Wall, which should not be, and the believers who would go to the Wailing Wall to pray collectively should know the basic etiquette - what is that?

Silber's age was gradually entering old age, and his eyes were far less useful than when he was younger, so he took off the glasses he had used for several years with some suspicion, wiped them again, and put them back on and looked at them again.

In the dim and dim light, one after another people rushed like a tide and crowded, and it was vaguely as if their frightened expressions could be seen, of course, their obvious cries and screams should be known even if their faces were not clear, and the reason for those people running in terror and madness:

The highest point of the Wailing Wall is said to be nearly sixty feet high, and in the past, even if there were some debris blocking the view, it did not prevent Silber from seeing the wall of the Wailing Wall from a distance, but now-

Silber slammed the door shut, clinging to the not-so-secure door, covering his eyes with his hands as if he would forget what he had just seen, and tried as best he could to recite the name of the Lord and read the Bible verses, but all he could was uttering meaningless syllables.

Although it was not known whether he would be able to summon the God Jehovah to perform miracles if he succeeded in praying, the sound of those wild footsteps was becoming more and more obvious, and it was becoming less and less sparse little by little.

"No, no, Lord, help me!"

Beyond the door, another cry of despair, and the dilapidated wooden door barely insulated the sound, so much so that Silber could even imagine through the faint sounds of the desperate man outside the door, accidentally tripped and was surrounded by the horror of the wriggling squirming......

The sound of soft squirming, the sound of fabric and flesh being torn apart, bones shattering, and the screams of men mixed in, and the cries for help that grew weaker and weaker.

A small voice in his heart told Silber to go out to help the poor man, but endless fear followed and swallowed up the little voice, and also swallowed Silber's courage, and he curled up behind the door with his head in his hands, spitting on his cowardice and incompetence, but he did not dare to move a little more, and the wet voice still squirmed outside the door, and it sounded as if it was next to the wall or the door.

Then there was a sudden silence, Sieber with his ears pressed to the door, listening carefully for any movement, even as a disgusting stench that made him want to vomit continued to invade his nostrils, 'Safe?'

Sieber turned his neck cautiously, and one eye came to the crack of the old wooden door to look out, it was pitch black, just like the sky that had already darkened, it was as black as it should be, and he didn't see anything, "Whew~"

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A trace of green light penetrated through the gap, and in the middle of the green light, a small black and Sieber eyes looked at each other, "Ah!!"

Siebel sat down on the ground in fright, and then stepped back with both hands and feet before he could even get up, but it was not as fast as it was - the door was "pushed open" in an instant, and the bolt that locked the door splattered out and crackled against the wall.

An abscess-like foreign body emitting a faint green glow crowded the entire doorway, and what made people even more disgusting and crazy was the densely packed eyes on it, constantly decomposing and regenerating, it came in, it came!

Sieber, who had retreated to the corner, trembled, and just watched as the ever-changing soft object took over every inch of the room, and finally pressed down in front of him, and then, the large "eye" in front of him dissolved, and turned into a large, fanged mouth that was erect enough to swallow and tear him apart: "Tekeli-li!"

It was the first time Siebel heard its cry, and the last he ever heard.

The sound of chewing flesh rang out, becoming the only sound in this room, and the only sound in many houses.

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With a wave of his hand, shaking off the ashes of the disposable, simplified, and inferior version of the Demon Book, Chu Man got another positive experimental conclusion: summoning Xiugoth does not necessarily require the power of a "god", but the power of a "demon" can also be.

However, at the cost of changing the summoning conditions, Chu Man was unable to control this terrifying creature, although he didn't intend to control it in the first place, it was enough to be ignored and avoided by it like he was now.

According to a series of experiments done before, Chu Man was very sure of the knowledge given in that book, although all the magical effects described in it could be achieved, they also had unexplained but actually existed bad side effects.

So after this kind of casting, let it go and let it go, Chu Man prefers it, anyway, he doesn't care what kind of damage and chain reaction it will cause after that, and ......

Driving an Italian-made sedan that had lost its owner, Chu Man had already left its current shroud and was on his way out of Jerusalem, above his head, to be precise, over the car he was driving, two Wuzhi with searchlights hurriedly flew by.

Only ten minutes apart, the army of two tanks driving the road, followed by a few infantry vehicles in the middle, and two tanks in the back, roared past, but he didn't look at Chu Man much, because although he fled out of the city like him, although it was not to the extent of blocking the road, there were also some people.

"The reaction was quite fast, and I don't know when the American GIs will come. ”

Chu Man gave the Israeli government a good evaluation, of course, these troops did not arrive immediately because they received harassment from the Holy City, but he sent a warning letter in advance.

As for this kind of self-seeking trouble, there are many reasons, and Chu Man can't tell which one should be the main reason:

borrowing the armed forces of military and political forces to fully test the knowledge that is uncertain about the real effect;

the subjective nature that is gradually recovering, wanting to slap the slap in the face of the regime forces a little louder and satisfy his own bad tastes;

provoke the world, facilitate access to more information, contact more excellent people, maybe any one of them is like Levi, can draw out his memory, more or less good;

......

Whatever the reason, Chu Man has already decided on his next stop: Afghanistan.