"You can only play some small actions in the dark, but you are not worthy of being a savior." Jiang Qin sneered, stood in front of the closed shop of the black church, and knocked lightly.

Then I found a sign on the door of the store.

"The church is closed on Monday in order to follow the local customs, and the believers are invited to run and tell me. (Monday is not counted as the points check-in period, please rest assured, you are still in full attendance!) ）”

Believers in general?

I'm really confident.

This black church is a stronghold of You'an and the butcher, and Jiang Qin has changed his usual gentleness and simply kicked open the old wooden door.

I didn't summon the Night City myself, nor did I kill his bishop, so the lord of the dark court inside wouldn't give him a black spear, right?

The bishop is dead anyway......

？

Not dead?

Looking at the bishop with a bad face, he seemed to hear a knock on the door and was about to open it, and then the main door of the main hall of the church in exile was kicked open.

If he hadn't seen Jiang Qin, he would have thought that the group of heretics in the Whitechapel had come to find fault, so he picked up the pitchfork at the door, and prepared to donate his body with a body that might cramp and be out of place at any time.

"You're not dead?" Jiang Qin asked in astonishment.

Is this another puppet of Euan?

Jiang Qin held the bishop's hand, which did not have the fibrous touch of wheat stalks, but a normal, rough feeling that belonged to the old man.

"Mr. Jiang Qin, these irregular actions are not allowed in the church." The bishop pulled out his hand and hit Jiang Qin's hand with his backhand, and immediately took a few steps back, and the pitchfork in his hand tightened his grip.

Jiang Qin smiled apologetically, still staring at the black bishop's chest.

If he's not mistaken, there's supposed to be a hole there, Valentina stabbed it.

But the bishop looked intact and even more energetic than he had been a few days ago.

Could it be that the so-called Lord of the Black Court resurrected him? Is he an angel now?

"I'm sorry Bishop, I have no intention of you, don't take a pitchfork at me." He said, waving his hand.

"So why are you here, Mr. Jiang Qin? I think you should be literate, and the door says it's closed today, but you break in. The bishop put down the pitchfork, rubbed his waist, and did not invite him in.

Instead, it was blocked at the door.

Jiang Qin's gaze crossed the bishop, as if he wanted to see the scenery on the other side of the corridor, and asked, "I'm here to visit the Lord of the Black Court devoutly, don't you want me to go in and sit down?" ”

The bishop's body tightly blocked the narrow and slender corridor, and he said angrily: "The museum is closed today, and I still have to scrub the statue of the Lord, maintain the murals, and clean and hygienic, of course I will not invite you in." ”

Jiang Qin looked at the slight soap bubbles on his black robe, nodded, and didn't plan to break in.

After all, this is the territory of the Lord of the Black Court.

Valentina's mysterious identity allows her to kill the Black Bishop in front of the Lord of the Black Court, but she can't.

Jiang Qin didn't feel that he could forcibly carry the black spear full of destructive aura.

He now wanted to know more about Euan's relationship with the Black Church.

As a humanist and pedigree, Euan doesn't know if there is any related religious purity, such as only believing in the Black Church and rejecting the White Church, or being an extreme atheist like himself, who completely wants to use the power of humanity to fight against the aliens and other dirty things that are dormant in the shadows.

But now it seems that the Savior and the Black Church are probably in the honeymoon phase of the alliance, and as for the butcher, he should be a simple executioner, responsible for protecting Yuan's safety.

"So, did any of the three people who came with me come to pray before?"

"It's the privacy of the believers, and of course I can't tell you." The bishop dropped the pitchfork, clutched his chest and coughed a few times, already having the intention of driving people away.

"Bishop, I have always had one of the greatest confusions in my mind, and I hope you can answer them for me." Jiang Qin asked him respectfully.

Looking at such a pious lost lamb, the bishop's occupational disease was committed at once, and his thin old face pulled out a smile as bright as possible, and the divine light spread all over the road, and he said holy: "I will try my best to answer for you, even if you just came to me to cheat on firewood, rice, oil and salt, Mr. Jiang Qin." ”

"What if your Lord one day does not love mankind? What if the savior he sent had selfish intentions? Jiang Qin asked indifferently.

"There is no such possibility!" The bishop replied with firm loyalty.

"If, if! I can see that you are a sane believer, please tell me what if! Jiang Qin didn't flinch, just like an interrogation.

The bishop was silent for a long time, his face slowly showed a serious expression, and he said slowly: "First of all, the Lord will definitely love mankind forever!" If he no longer loves humans and wants to keep them in captivity like some dirty thing, then he must not be my master. If that day comes, I'll kill that demon with my own hands with a straw fork! The same is true for the Messiah. ”

"There aren't many people in the church like you."

"But there are no less." The bishop sighed and said, "Mr. Jiang Qin, the Lord has sheltered mankind for two thousand years, and his holy favor for mankind will never be extinguished, I hope you can remember this." You should understand that you are worrying about nothing! ”

Jiang Qin nodded noncommittally, he suddenly clenched his knife and took a few steps back.

Just now he felt a divine power, coming from the depths of the corridor, from the black church.

Perhaps the Lord of the Black Court was watching him.

"Maybe it's really time for me to go."

Jiang Qin cautiously retreated to the door.

There was not much malice in the gaze just now, but more of a doubt, like a newborn baby seeing something completely new.

But in another moment, Jiang Qin seemed to hallucinate, he saw a giant with broken wings lying on the slaughtering table used to kill pigs, blood-stained chains blocking his limbs, and a huge nail piercing it through his abdomen.

It seems to be a cry for help, a cry for help after seeing the same kind!

Jiang Qin didn't understand, but with instinct, he didn't refuse in his heart, and then that gaze seemed to see through what he was thinking, and slowly disappeared.

"So, Bishop, will you not give me a pot of oil again?" Jiang Qin asked shamelessly.

"Mr. Jiang Qin, I have given you a lot of things last time, but your faith in the Lord has not improved at all." The bishop said helplessly, "Today you are even questioning my lord in reverse demagoguery! ”

"Well, well, you've given me so many gifts, and I'm going to have to give them back." Jiang Qin shook his head, he wanted to verify the attitude of the Lord of the Black Court in the church towards him.

"You're welcome, I don't need to...... Well? ”

The bishop's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes bulging violently, his seven orifices oozing blood, and his skin turned black. He looked down in disbelief at the knife that had pierced his chest, his throat rolling, but he could only make a "cough, cluck" sound.

"Bishop, I know that you are no longer human and cannot die. Jiang Qin will come to visit again tomorrow. Jiang Qin held the knife, which had already been inserted into the bishop's chest, and then slowly pulled it out, bright red blood gushing out like a dam collapsing.

Jiang Qin wondered if the Lord of the Black Court would angrily throw a black spear and stand on the opposite side of him.

As he had thought, the gaze reappeared, and the bishop stopped paying attention after a glance, and there seemed to be an imperceptible approving and joyful presence in it.

Jiang Qin shook off the blood stains on the knife, stared at the dilapidated plaque at the entrance of the main hall of the Church of Exile and said slowly: "This is very interesting!" ”