...... ......

The invisible wind ropes were broken one by one.

Nearby, bulging, cracked walls were peeling off.

Ah Wei opened his eyes with grapefruit leaves for the first time, and then saw the unforgettable scene of his life, black gas filled the entire church, and these ominous things stimulated the talisman buckle to react, and bursts of purple thunder debris rose.

And the initiator, the young monk with sparse hair and a shiny middle of his skull, was enveloped in a thick miasma, and it was impossible to see what had become of him.

"Ah Wei, lead them out of here, and let the townsfolk around the church stand back."

"And ...... Looking at this group of monks, as long as anyone dares to move, they will be shot and killed directly! ”

Meng Fan used a calm tone to deduce a murderous aura.

Of course, this is closely related to the methods he showed before, and everyone is afraid of suddenly breaking out and kicking them in the head.

It was like a watermelon bursting, and no one dared to think too much about it.

"Let's go! Walk! I'm leaving! ”

The mayor of the town was frightened enough, and rushed out of the underground secret room with a white face.

However, he did not go far before he turned back and said with a grim smile on his face:

"Everybody is going to die, including me."

"......" Ah Wei.

Although his cultivation is shallow, and his Dharma eyes can't see through the miasma, when he hears this, he doesn't know how strong he feels.

"Father, the church is overrun by demons, and we're all going to die here."

"What should I do?"

"Almighty Lord, save me."

In the chaotic prayers, the yin qi became more and more intense, and the speed at which the wall skin peeled off became more and more exaggerated.

And the monk who was the first to be corrupted by the evil spirit was not only shaking violently at this moment, but also laughing.

The previous priest, who had been lying quietly, reluctantly opened his eyes and said sarcastically:

"Twenty years ago, the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord watched me be corrupted by evil, and now I am a vampire, and I want to completely subvert its teachings and beliefs!"

A priest who traveled across the ocean to preach in danger, prayed to Christ to no avail, and died with a cross pierced through his chest in the most sacred church in his heart......

For a while, Meng Fan didn't know whether to sigh, the evil spirit was well versed in blasphemy, and he still lamented that God was weak and incompetent.

In this case, he even had a hint of the idea of quietly watching the excitement.

After all, this group of monks is an authentic banana people, and they have forgotten who their ancestors are, and their minds are full of missionary missions to make the people of the country change their faith.

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"Senior brother."

The voice was a little trembling, and Ah Wei spoke weakly, making Meng Fan come back to his senses, remembering in his heart that he still had a junior brother to take care of.

"It's not a big problem, you can stay and experience it, senior brother can cover it." Meng Fan calmed down, and said: "It doesn't matter if you want to go, I'll open up the passage." ”

Can you cover it?

Ah Wei didn't panic in an instant, and said with confidence:

"Then stay!"

"With me cooperating with Senior Brother, let's rattle and kill together, hahaha~"

In such a strange and evil environment, Ah Wei's laughter was exaggerated, and he actually suppressed the evil spirit.

Vaguely, Meng Fan saw his past self in the four-eyed little fat man with a slightly obscene temperament.

Illusion!

In fact, Meng Fan was distracted from time to time, which showed that he was sure to suppress all weirdness.

Meanwhile.

A continuous, covert sound was heard.

It doesn't need to be pulled out by external force, inserted in the back of the vampire's heart, and the rotten cross he nailed through is moved up little by little, and if there is no external force to interfere, the seal will soon be broken.

Meng Fan believes that the evil spirit has paid a certain price for this, otherwise the previous priest would have been born a long time ago, so why wait until today.

"Sir, can you save our poor monks? We are all sons of our Heavenly Father. ”

In desperation, some monks saw Meng Fan with a blank face and asked for help.

After all, he didn't hide what he said, and he bluntly said that he had the ability to open an escape route.

"Poor Dao has no habit of recognizing his father."

Meng Fan's face was full of seriousness: "That's it, each of you shouts that Grandpa Sanqing is on top, and your life can be saved." ”

"May I ask the little brother, what is Grandpa Sanqing?"

Brother Wu earnestly consulted.

"No matter what sect or sect you come from, as long as you are on the right path, you will inevitably worship Sanqing, and you are our supreme god."

"As for Grandpa, an honorific title, higher than your heavenly father."

Father Wu held the cross pendant in his hand and froze in place.

The monks looked at each other.

If you shout this, isn't it a betrayal of your own beliefs?

They traveled thousands of miles and overcame all kinds of difficulties to come to this ignorant, ignorant, and backward country in order to spread civilized and advanced Christianity, so that all people could receive the glory of the Lord.

Can...... Shang Wai opened up the situation, on the day of the reopened church, what did he recognize, and how will he spread his faith in the future?

The most important thing is to admit that the three purities are above God, and in the future the soul will go to hell and become Satan......

While they were entangled, Meng Fan still looked at it coldly, he didn't feel that he was too harsh.

A sound of Sanqing grandpa, in exchange for the life of the net worth to be saved, is it a loss?

Besides, the Sanqing Patriarch may not look down on the banana man, after Father Wu preached in the play, he was mixed with the following three elements:

Gambling stalls, smoke houses, brothels.

The person in charge of threading the needle and leading the wine bureau is the son of the mayor of the town, and he uses the church as a place to hide drugs.

The result?

The priest said not to discriminate against them, God loves the world, good people and bad people alike, all sons of the Father.

In addition, Fr. Wu also said that it is true that the priest guides people to be good, but it also makes the world superstitious.

If you are superstitious, then you should ask for more blessings.

Otherwise, shout Grandpa Sanqing.

Meng Fan will definitely do what he says.

"Time is running out, hurry up and make a decision!"

Ah Wei urged impatiently.

"Thank you little brother for your kindness, I have here the holy cross and holy water brought from the Vatican, which is enough to protect myself."

Brother Wu sighed as he unloaded his backpack.

"Then find a corner by yourself, so as not to obstruct my senior brother's eyes." Ah Wei was dismissive.

And Meng Fan was noncommittal, looked at the other monks, and said: "There is only one cross, and the holy water is used a little less, your father's flesh and mortal womb are enough to protect yourself, let alone protect others." ”

"Let's choose."

Ground.

The decaying cross is about to leave the vampire's body.

The two people infected by the evil spirit shook more and more violently, and one wind rope after another was broken free.

"Little Taoist, how about cooperation?"

"Let's kill all these foreign devils!"

The monk who was initially controlled spoke.

One thing to say, when these words came out of his mouth, Meng Fan felt inexplicably paradoxical.

At the same time, I am more and more curious about the origin of the evil spirits.

On the one hand, he rejects God, and on the other hand, he is called a banana man and a foreign devil, and he despises it from blood, and in addition, it is also associated with Christianity.

"Forget it, the poor road and the evil are not together."

"And since they chose to preach, let it be like Shakyamuni, who survived the tribulation and attained the right result, and these Christians survived the calamity of evil spirits......"

The words are not finished.

A shout came from behind Meng Fan.

"Grandpa Sanqing, save the nest!"

A monk closed his eyes, not daring to stare at the gaze from all around, let alone face vampires and demon-possessed people.

"The son can be taught, hahaha." Meng Fan was rarely happy, and said with a smile: "You are saved." ”

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