"You seem to be scared of me?" Jiang Qin said with some surprise.

Euan asked for a bite of pizza and said as calmly as possible, "Of course, you deserve the fear of all creatures, including me. To all races, you are the walking scourge, the doomsday prayer, my lingering demon. ”

"Heh, I'm talking like a bad person." Jiang Qin "cut", left the pizzeria, and met Asia again.

"Lao Qin, I'm here!" Asia took Wang Ba, who had been cut off and put into a black opaque plastic bag, ran over, and said happily, "Let me tell you, there was a butcher just now, who looked fierce, with a fat and round head without a single hair, and his eyes were like copper bells, and he cut off Wang Ba's head with a single knife. ”

Asia didn't have any answer, so she dragged him to the jam area, began to pick it up like a virtuous and greedy wife, and handed the cart to Jiang Qin.

"Do you like these sweet and greasy things?" Jiang Qin looked disgusted, he didn't like sweet things the most. Originally, the last bottle of jam in the refrigerator was finally eaten by him, and he had long planned not to buy it again, "Excessive fructose will not make you live long." ”

With a solemn expression, as if chanting a mantra from a god, Ahia said holy: "God stood by the river with a spoon and dug for the jam and exclaimed, 'After I am gone, you must eat more jam, so that you can hear my voice.'" So the disciples who really possessed great wisdom sat under the Bodhi tree every day and ate jam, and never came back from then on! ”

"Scalp-tinging stitches." Jiang Qin watched as Ashya piled all these jams in the shopping cart, almost forming a small mountain, "But you are indeed a fanatic. ”

"One day, you'll understand how good plum jam is, and you'll preach to others. I have eaten it for thousands of years and will continue to do so. "Ahia had already unscrewed a jar of jam, sniffed it intoxicated, and then dug through the supermarket scoop to eat it.

Jiang Qin still regretted bringing Asia to the supermarket, so he simply pressed Asia into the shopping cart, and then immediately pushed it to the checkout counter to pay and leave.

It was about nine o'clock in the evening, most of the shops were closed, and the streets were dark, with only a few small shops still tidying up.

On this long street, there is a shop that has just opened, and the staff is sneaky, for fear of being caught by someone, and it is not a good thing at first glance.

The cheap neon signs on the plaque of this shop don't fully light up, and it looks a little weird. The purple flickering light is full of ambiguity and interest, which makes the majority of men want to find out.

Jiang Qin raised his head, squinting his eyes and barely making out the scribbled font on it, "Entrance to the Main Hall of the Cathedral of Exile."

Very good, the combination of Chinese and Western, will there be left and right protectors and Templars in it?

For a period of time, Jiang Qin would often go to the nearby church for various purposes to ask these priests to raise the bar, and skillfully shake their faith, and was called a demon from hell.

Now, he was intrigued, and the church's unique eerie style attracted him, and something seemed to be calling him inside.

"Axia, you go back first, I need to go in." Jiang Qin put the ridiculously heavy plastic bag around her arm.

"Ha, don't get beaten out. The church that is open at this point is either a fake or the real thing. Asia said earnestly.

“？” Jiang Qin glanced at Ashia, "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

"So, I just told you to be safe, and you didn't bring that knife with you, so you ran away when you were beaten."

"Don't worry, I have a way out."

Jiang Qin turned his head and pushed open the outrageously broken wooden door, and a small spider came down in front of him.

"Tsk, it seems that the bishop is not very attentive." He blew away the spider, turned on the flashlight on his phone, and saw a long and narrow road.

On both sides of the corridor are some ordinary bricks, not even painted, like an unfinished building. But as Jiang Qin slowly deepened, there was a distance of about more than twenty meters, and the patterns on the wall slowly became rich and gorgeous.

The reliefs on both sides show naked men and women chasing each other, liberating nature. The magnificent and mysterious pattern looks like a medieval church, a little bizarre, but solemn.

This road is really a bit long, Jiang Qin doesn't even know how far he has walked, maybe it is already more than a hundred meters. He was a little puzzled, did the shops on this street occupy such a large area?

Finally, not far ahead, I saw a light source, and after slowly approaching, the first thing I saw was a giant crucified on a black cross.

It was a statue, a statue five meters high, and the face of the suffering Lord was distorted and painful, and it was so hideous that it did not look like a human being. The stone from which he was carved was pure black, and there were many red dyes on the surface, stained with blood.

The frescoes on the walls and domes are intense, psychedelic and intoxicating, but predominantly blood-red. The interior is very large and luxurious, in front of nearly twenty rows of black seats, under the crucifixion statue, there is a black pulpit, where a man dressed as a bishop stands, as if waiting for him, or for everyone.

He picked up another book and read a prayer that Jiang Qin had never heard before.

"Lord, great Lord of the Black Court, Lord of the Black Court! It was you who unleashed an incredible storm in the first year, led the guilty people to overthrow the terrifying werewolves and bloods, and forced back the secret coveting of the mythical species, and we all depend on you for the stable life we have today. ”

"Lord, fierce and cruel Lord, you have never spared your wrath, and you have inflicted all your punishment on our enemies, those terrible aliens. You are the orthodoxy of heaven, you are our gospel! ”

Behind the bishop, a sturdy man armed with a black spear and black wings spread out on his back was painted on inferior colored frosted glass, who coldly and mercilessly stabbed a werewolf to death.

The bishop shone on the bishop with the strange colors refracted by the glass, making him look evil and weird.

"So, O lamb, you have come here to beg for whose forgiveness?" The bishop's eagle-like sharp eyes stared straight at Jiang Qin, as if they were about to pierce all his false cloaks, "Or, you're in trouble?" ”