The wind is beautiful, and the sun is scorching.

"Stronger, haven't you eaten?"

Early in the morning, there were bursts of screams and dissatisfied shouts from the villa.

"I don't have the strength to beat people, and I'm embarrassed to say that I'm a martial artist?"

In the martial arts training room on the ground floor of the villa, Wang Yan was conducting a special training for Wang Yuan.

The special training had only been carried out for half an hour, and Wang Yuan couldn't stand it anymore.

In order to train Wang Yuan's reflexes, Wang Shen asked Wang Yuan to punch himself, as long as he could punch himself, he would be considered qualified. training

At the beginning, Wang Yuan refused.

What kind of challenge is this?

During this time, he ate the marrow cleansing pill as a jelly bean, coupled with the set of boxing techniques taught to him by his brother, his qi and blood value has broken through the 1.0 mark, and he has officially become a real first-level martial artist.

He confidently believes that even if his brother is the champion of this year's college entrance examination, this underground martial arts training room is not spacious, and he is a first-level martial artist, just hitting his brother with a punch, what's so difficult about this?

So he originally refused, thinking that such so-called special training was just a waste of time.

"If you can complete this special training, I'll give you a million pocket money."

However, when Wang Yan added such a sentence, Wang Yuan, who was still disdainful of this so-called special training and was about to go upstairs to sleep, rushed to Wang Yan as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and said it righteously and solemnly.

"Isn't it just a special training, I'll take it, I'll state first, I'm not for money, it's mainly because you're too arrogant, brother, you want to extinguish your arrogance, brother, don't think you're invincible if you become the top student in the college entrance examination, it's just to hit you, isn't that just a hand?"

At the beginning, Wang Yuan was still full of confidence.

I think this so-called special training is really simple, and my brother is too confident and arrogant.

Isn't this a rush to send money to yourself?

But after half an hour, he realized how naïve and ridiculous his original idea was.

In this not spacious martial arts room, Wang Yuan swung his fist I don't know how many times, and every time it was the moment he was about to touch his brother, the other party disappeared in front of him.

Not to mention punching him, it would be extremely difficult for me to rub him even once.

The point is that the old brother can still dodge while constantly taunting him.

"Okay, huh? That's it? I'll let Grandma Wang next door come to you more than you."

"That's it? That's it?"

Wang Yuan, who was already angry because he couldn't hit Wang Ember all the time, was cured of low blood pressure in an instant under Wang Ember's ridicule, and his anger value soared, one punch was more fierce than the other, and one punch was faster than the other.

The effect cannot be said to be none.

At least on such a hot day, Wang Yan can enjoy the cool breeze at all times without turning on the fan.

So, half an hour later, Wang Yuan, the human flesh electric fan, finally lay on the ground panting like a dead dog and stopped.

"You...... Are you a monster?"

He was sweating profusely, and with a complicated expression, he looked at Wang Yan, who was still holding a glass of ice water in his hand, and was drinking it gracefully.

Between the fierce attack and dodge, the cup of ice water in his hand was not spilled outside.

"Do you understand the gold content of the college entrance examination martial arts champion......

Wang Yan sat on a random chair and tilted his head back.

Wang Yuan was convinced by the training this time, and after finally relieving himself, he said that he would not accept this special training.

Even if Wang Yan increased the bonus to two million, it wouldn't work.

When I came up from the martial arts room, I heard someone knocking on the door in front of the door.

"Brother Wang Yan, are you at home? People have some questions about their cultivation that they want to ask you."

There was a clattering sound coming from the doorway.

You don't need to release your divine sense, Wang Yan knows how to stand

Who is the man who made this noise at the door?

It was Gong Qing who helped him move a few days ago.

After climbing the ladder that day, Gong Qing ran to Wang Yan's side if he had nothing to do.

Every time, she either said that she had a problem with her practice and wanted Wang Yan to guide her, or she said that her posture of a certain physical technique was not standard, and wanted Wang Ember to teach her to correct her posture of physical surgery hand in hand.

At the beginning, Wang Yan believed it to be true, and for the sake of being neighbors, he helped her point out a few times.

Later, Wang Yan realized that she was not here to instruct martial arts cultivation at all.

Is she greedy for her own martial arts guidance? She was clearly hungry for her body.

She***!

So in the past two days, when Gong Qing came to the door again in the name of instructing martial arts practice, Wang Yan chose to close the door and disappear.

Hearing the sound coming from the door, Wang Yuan showed a smile that all men understand, and looked at Wang Yan and smiled obscenely.

It was only halfway through the laugh that he got a kick in the ass.

"Laugh, go open the door, and tell her I'm not home."

Wang Yan commanded angrily.

"Just go, what's the murder."

Wang Yuan rubbed his ass and muttered to open the door.

"Gong Qing is not bad-looking, and her figure is good, and you are so wishful thinking for you, you are also ruthless enough......

The sound of his muttering made Wang Yan glare all of a sudden, and he raised his foot and wanted to kick again, which frightened Wang Yuan into a clever way, and hurriedly ran away.

"Isn't Ember at home again?"

Seeing that it was Wang Yuan who opened the door, Gong Qing's face showed obvious disappointment.

"My brother went for an interview again, and I don't know when I'll be back."

Wang Yuan has become familiar with making up nonsense in the past two days, and at this time, his face is red and his heart is not beating to tell lies, and Gong Qing is fooled away in a few clicks.

"Mom and Dad, what about the two of them? Why haven't you seen the two of them for the past two days?"

The villa was empty, there were only two Wang Yuan and Wang Yan, Cui Xiu and Wang Wei went out early in the morning, and they didn't know what to do.

"Oh, Mom and Dad, the two of them went to a church on Chunyang Road."

Wang Yuan replied as he walked towards the bathroom.

Fang was specially trained by Wang Yan, and he sweated a lot, and he planned to wash it a little.

"The Church?"

Wang Yan frowned: "When will there be a church on Chunyang Road?" How did I not know?"

"It's a church that has just been planted recently, and it has a very special name, what's it called...... Oh yes, it's called Lake, it seems to be a new church, and the priests in it are preaching in our Yuancheng, saying that they are new members of the church, and they go to pray every day, and they are given a subsidy of 500 yuan per person......

"Lake?"

Wang Yan's brow furrowed even deeper.

He always felt that the name of this church seemed to have been heard somewhere.

But when I think about it, I can't find the root cause at all.

But he always felt that something was wrong, so he decided to go to that church.

Chunyang Road is one of the most prosperous streets in the urban area of Yuancheng City, and most of the shops on this street are mainly luxury goods.

The church of the Nalek religion is located just around the corner of a crossroads.

Standing in front of the somewhat Gothic-style building, Wang Shen looked up at the building in front of him that had just risen from the ground, and under the blazing sun, a shadow fell on Wang Yan.

I don't know why, standing in front of this church, Wang Yan always has a strange feeling in his heart.

He felt as if he was standing in front of a cemetery, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of sacredness in this church.

His mind was released and the entire church building was enveloped.

After a moment, the consciousness slowly retracted.

"Strange...... There's nothing out of the ordinary, why does it give me this feeling?"

He muttered to himself, confused.

Take him

Now that he is about to step into the middle of the sea of qi, everything in this church cannot escape his perception.

Just now that his consciousness was released, he had taken in all the scenes in the entire church.

The smiling black-robed priest on the high platform, and the rows of uncles and aunts sitting under the high platform......

There are no anomalies.

The priest is a living middle-aged man, and the aura on his body is very pure, and there is nothing unusual about it.

The uncles and aunts below are all very normal, and the pastor above is preaching, and they are discussing which supermarket to go to to grab the discount goods below.

Everything is working perfectly.

"Is it just my delusion?"

Such doubts rose in Wang Yan's heart.

Everything in this church, both human and material, is normal.

But why did he feel that way just now? Like a cemetery?

Is it because the church has only just been built?

He slowly lifted his feet and walked into the church.

The inside of the church is more extensive than it is from the outside.

The whole church presented a dark tone, rows of black lacquered solid wood chairs were full of uncles and aunts, and on the high platform in front of him was a middle-aged man in a priest's robe, his appearance showed obvious Western characteristics, his eyebrows were very thick, his face was slightly wrinkled, the bridge of his nose was high and raised, and his eyes were pale blue, which was very beautiful.

He has a very beautiful mustache on his chin, and he smiles and talks eloquently on the high platform, and his smile is very friendly, which makes people involuntarily listen to his words carefully.

The moment Wang Ember walked into this church, he felt an indescribable coolness.

It is as if from the hot summer to the cool autumn all at once.

His gaze swept across the room, and he didn't see anything resembling an air conditioner.

Wang Wei, who was sitting on the prayer chair, had become familiar with these uncles and aunts in the church who also came to take advantage of them in the past two days, and they were talking to each other, when they saw Wang Ember coming in, they were a little surprised at first, and then beckoned to Wang Ember: "Little Ember, this way."

Wang Shen walked to the two and sat down, Cui Xiu pulled Wang Yan, and introduced to the uncles and aunts around him with some pride: "This is my son, the champion of martial arts in this year's national college entrance examination!"

"Oh, really, I've seen it on TV, and this real person is much more handsome than on TV!"

"What a young talent, Lao Wang, you two are blessed......

In the admiration of the uncles and aunts, out of politeness, Wang Yan just casually coped with a few words, and suddenly felt something, and looked up to see that he was facing the pastor's light blue eyes.