The first volume of the first volume of the Lengdian Deep Cave Chapter 10 The Church I thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so I took everything to Mr. Chu. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he didn't dare to take in the copper coin, helped me find a very thick piece of lead and folded it in half, the copper coin was wrapped in soft paper and sandwiched in the lead skin, and smashed around and sealed. It became a piece of lead the size of half a palm, and I was told not to go through the security machine. I was reluctant to use that scimitar, and I didn't enter the station anyway, so Mr. Chu got me a box similar to music equipment and put it in. Give me a check for $100,000. I was very grateful to him, and remembered that I had begun to treat people like that and tried to invite him to a meal, but Mr. Chu politely refused. I suddenly remembered something and asked Mr. Chu for help, and after Mr. Chu agreed, I dialed the phone at home: "Mom, I'm in Harbin." ”

"Oh, so far, what are you doing there?"

"I met a Mr. Chu, who is in the souvenir business, he is an apprentice in the shop, and the salary is not much, but there is food and accommodation, you can rest assured!"

"That's good! Study hard and start your own business in the future!"

"Well, you should also pay attention to your body, and tell my dad not to be too tired!

"Well, you don't have to worry about us, you just take care of yourself. ”

I thanked Mr. Chu again, left my contact information and left the store. I didn't think about it, hurry up and go to Beijing, it will cost thousands to rent to Beijing, so it's better to buy a van and drive it. Let's go from the small station.

Is this the money I earned from robbing tombs? Why do you feel so reluctant? Actually, those things are probably not worth so much money, and the real value should be the copper coin and the knife in my hand. Even so, it's only 100,000, which can't be compared with the 500,000 of the third uncle, and I'm still on my own, I'm afraid that my problems are really serious.

When looking for the bus stop, I walked near the train station. On the north side of No. 3 Middle School, in fact, the most hateful thing in Harbin is that there is no sense of direction at all, anyway, it seems to be the north side, there is a triangle there, there are trees and benches, like a park. I found that there were three or four people who had been following me since they came out of Mr. Chu's shop, and I didn't know whether they were friends or foes. One of them I have the impression that I met at the stall on Jingyu Street, but he was not the boss but the same as me, and he seemed to pay attention to the copper coin in my hand at that time, but he did not have the same big expression as Mr. Chu. This guy has a round head and a round head with a black top hat, and a narrow brim, so he doesn't feel right no matter how he wears it. There was him and a man behind me, across a pile of elm bushes on the other side of the bench. I crept aside the elm bushes and came behind them, and they clearly sensed my approach, stopped talking, and glanced at me warily. I didn't care, I sat down beside the big round head, put my right hand on his shoulder and said, "Big brother, it seems that you are quite interested in me?

The moment my hand was on him, the guy shivered as if he had been electrocuted, as if he was about to run away, and slowly dodged to the other side. I grabbed him by the back collar and stared straight at him. But the man on the other side was unambiguous, reaching out and grabbing my hand to grab the big boss's collar and twist it in an attempt to catch me. But I have practiced at home since I was a child, and this set of boxing methods in my family comes from the Kongtong faction, there is no specific dead routine, only the method of practicing body strength, speed and reaction habits, and the main attack is grappling hands and swordsmanship. Brother Cheng and I fed each other when we had the opportunity, from the age of eleven until we went to high school, and we each taught a few apprentices in high school, all of which fed each other without much interruption. Playing grappling with me was like looking for death, I didn't even try to countergrapple, my backhand pressed his wrist and punched the guy in the face, and my elbow went down directly to the neck of the round head. The man jumped up directly, but the big round head staggered and almost hit the ground with his face, in fact, he fell face to the ground and did not necessarily have a bad impact on his image. But this guy doesn't seem to be simple, and he will fight with me with the man.

I giggled and stabbed the two of them, and their noses were swollen, and there were a few people around, and it seemed that the people who came were not good. I jumped on my chair and shouted, "What are you all doing, what are you doing with me?"

Someone pounced on me and tried to control me, and I couldn't bear it, so I retreated into the elm bushes and fought with them. But when I saw that there were more and more of them, I felt that something was not good, and it would be bad if the police came, and asked me where I came from to search my body, and it was difficult for me to say if I was justified, so I simply talked nonsense. I fled all the way along Gogol Street, and these people chased after me unrelentingly, and I couldn't get rid of them even if I turned left and right, so I went to a crowded place. It wasn't until I found the entrance and entered the underground mall that I stopped for a while. I looked for an exit from a distance, but a few ghostly people followed me, I went crazy, walked straight towards those people, and blocked them with my hands on my waist: "What the hell do you want to do?"

"Someone wants to see you, but ・・・・・・"

"Isn't it just to see someone! What is God babbling about? It's really not open! At first glance, he looks like a southerner, and he can say whatever he wants!"

There was a man who looked low, and he leaned over, "Then you can come with me!"

I followed them into a very strong new Japanese off-road vehicle with all black, these people are like ghosts, and they drive such a black car, it is a bit of a attention-grabbing, I don't know what they are doing. I thought to myself, if I've even fought ghosts, would I be afraid of you ghost-like people? All the way, the three people in the car were silent, looking at me strangely, like looking at an alien, a little curious and a little scared, I scoffed. When you come to a church in Daoli District, there are very old buildings nearby, and the sanitary condition of the residential area is very poor, but the church looks very tasteful, and the older this kind of building is, the more content it seems. The car I was in drove all the way to the small backyard of the church, and there was a small foot door on the high steps, which was very thick. I followed them in, and there were steps inside, upstairs! I think it was on the roof of the church hall, there were a few little attics, and they let me into an attic, "Please wait a minute!" and the others went out. Noticing that the doors and windows were not locked up or anything, there were tables and chairs, but the light was a little dim, so I didn't pay much attention to it, and sat down and waited to see what tricks they had. After a moment of sitting, someone brought a plate, and the food was quite hearty, with steak and bread, and a glass of wine. I didn't think much about it, I used my knife and fork to make it, and swept away the food. It was almost dark when I was talking, and the lights were on, and I sat quietly, thinking wildly, but my body fell asleep, and after a while, I fell asleep. At this moment, a man walked in quietly, wearing the somewhat exaggerated appearance of a priest, and approached me very calmly and peacefully. But I don't coincide with my body at this time, and although my body is asleep, my mind is quite clear. It is clear that all this peace and tranquility is intentionally created, so what is the intention?

The priest looked like a foreigner, with gray hair and eyes, and sat quietly across the table from me, looking at me so quietly, inexplicably.

But after a while, a consciousness was communicating with me.

"Do you remember who you are?" the man on the other side did not speak, and there was nothing in his eyes.

"What do you mean? have you forgotten?" I kind of guessed what was going on.

"No one gave you a surrender, how did you get out of your soul?"

"What about you?" I don't know, but I'd love to know him.

"I'm not like you, I'm just psychic. ”

"Do you want to get rid of your soul too?" I just followed his tone, saying that I didn't understand it. However, according to what he said, I thought that it might be a terrible descent, and I was worried about myself, and I had to try to get the way out of his mouth.

"Do you regret it, are you afraid?"

I was silent, he asked me where I was hurting, and for a moment I was speechless.

"Will you help me?" I was impatient and had no choice but to compromise.

"No one can help you, but I can take you where you want to go and where you should go. ”

"Forget it, I don't want to die yet. ”

"It's harder for you to die than to live! I can't do it, and I don't want to do that. ”

"I don't understand!"

"You've become a warrior, just without your master. ”

"It's not logical, warrior, master, do you want to be my master?"

"You don't have any meaning without a master!"

"If you can undo my surrender, I will respect you, and nothing else is meaningless. ”

"Later you will understand everything about this world, and then you will think that I am right. ”

"Who is more right between you and Jesus?" in my mind Jesus is also, so to say that he is also. I still want to use the content to express my expressions and tones and my inner emotions. But I don't want to be so straightforward, this guy can think whatever he likes.

"Do you want to know where you belong now, or do you want to wait until a thousand years from now?"

"If you and I can still sit here in a thousand years, I don't care. ”

Him: "Not necessarily, but you will." So you have to think about it early!"

Me: "Say whatever you want to tell me, I can't wait a thousand years, and I'm too busy to surrender." ”

Him: "It doesn't make sense, you see him and you understand." ”

Me: "Who?"

At this time, the pastor on the other side got up quietly and walked out, and I watched him go out and walk down the stairs. That's when I realized that there was no one in such a large church except me and him. It's not a feeling, it's that I'm out of my body when I look at him, and the walls are all spaces for me, and I can move freely and see everything in every room. I could already see what was going on in that basement before he pushed open the humble little door in the basement, and it was like the bubbles I had spoken. The bubble has a somewhat strange structure, clearly that there is a secret door in the basement, and then it leads down to a large, more hidden basement. I left my body behind and floated straight to that basement.