Just as Sean looked down at the burning pyre beneath his feet, and then closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Bell~~"

A bell rang in his ears.

The bell rang from far and near in the night, like a stone thrown into the calm surface of a lake, causing ripples in the dark night sky.

The people gathered at the entrance of the town had not yet noticed the first bell, and their attention was either on the impassioned white robe or on the naked black man on the cross.

"Bell~~"

Another bell, this time more clearly, followed by a follow-up bell every two seconds, adding a medieval mystery to the religious scene at the entrance of the town.

The crowd began to look around, and the white robes, who were still speaking, stopped, all looking for the source of the bell.

There is no bell tower in this town, only the church has a small bell tower,

The bell came from the direction of the sectarian party.

Some of the few old people in the party subconsciously took out their pocket watches from under their robes, and they were in a trance for a while, thinking that they were in Philadelphia or some European city.

There, these bells may be chime.

But the bells rang one after another, and the time did not match them at all.

The town's church has never been in the habit of ringing the bell to tell the time.

This church rings the most, the death knell; And the death knell that rings in the middle of the night is unheard of in this town.

The white robe didn't know what to say for a while, and he subconsciously looked at Thomas with a guitar behind him.

Although he had made a cameo appearance as a stand-in for the party leader on other unimportant occasions before, such as preaching in the village below, it was the first time tonight that he had been the main substitute on such a big occasion, and he was a little at a loss when he encountered this kind of thing.

Thomas didn't blame him either, because his attention was not on his stand-in.

He looked at the top of the tallest building at the entrance of the town, a large barn, where a man stood.

He wore a black clergyman's robe, which in the darkness of the night could not be spotted without paying attention.

The upper half of his face was hidden in the shadow of his hood, while the angular lower half of his face shone in the firelight below.

He wore a cross on his chest that appeared to be made of silver, glittering in the light of the fire.

This barn belongs to the town's livestock exchange, and it is a place where cattle, horses, and sheep are usually traded in the town, and because of the smell, it was built outside the town.

The barn was at least two stories high, and there was no place to put his feet outside, so I don't know how this man climbed up without noticing.

"O foolish man!"

A heavy sigh came from the mouth of the black robe.

"You gave your freedom! Faith! Gave my soul! All you get is spiritual slavery! He stood on the roof like a statue, looking down on the people below.

The crowd was drawn to the sound overhead, and their eyes turned to the roof of the barn.

"In the Old Testament, the word of the Lord is recorded in the thirty-first chapter of the book of Job, saying, 'Did he who made me in the womb not also make him?' Is not he the one who has him and me in the womb? ’。 ”

How should God answer when he judges? All men are created equal! ”

……

The black robe hangs like a river on the rooftop, quoting scriptures, from stories from the Bible to fables spread in the American West.

He spread out his hands, his wide robe was like a big bat, and he spread out his hands and embraced the non-existent "Lord" in the sky, looking compassionate.

Most of them are illiterate, but many of the stories in the Bible are well understood.

The black robe was Chen Jianqiu, who didn't have such a deep understanding of the Bible, but only heard it from the church priest on a temporary basis.

However, he has a good memory, plus his hearsay, theory and story along the way, it is unique, and after a while of nonsense, some people below nodded again and again.

He didn't expect to be able to convince the following "blind streams" through his half-baked theoretical level, he was stalling for time.

Thomas below wanted to see what kind of medicine this person was selling in the gourd at first, but the more he listened, the more wrong it became. Some of these fools down there were actually fascinated by it.

Even his descendants stared at the roof in a daze.

"Kill him." He patted the herald beside him on the head and whispered.

The herald woke up from a dream, and patted the head of the person listening to the story next to him.

The men hurriedly raised their guns and pointed them at the roof.

Chen Jianqiu had already noticed the movement here, in fact, from the beginning, his eyes had never left here.

Under the hood, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The story came to an abrupt end, and the people listening below only saw the black robe open its arms again.

"Foolish people, your eyes are blinded by the night, accept the judgment of the Lord."

The gun rang off, and everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the man on the roof jumped straight back and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Go and catch him, and live to see someone! Dead to see the corpse! Thomas gave orders to those of his "Guards".

The men lined up with guns and rushed in the direction of the barn.

But before they had taken a few steps, not only them, but everyone at the scene felt something strange.

In the direction of the barn, in the darkness, out of the reach of the fire, it seemed as if something was coming in their direction.

They felt the ground begin to tremble slightly.

It's coming, it's really coming!

Suddenly, a cluster of fires appeared in the darkness in the direction of the barn, and there were more and more of them, and for a while, there was smoke and dust.

Then, the outermost part of the crowd saw a scene they would never forget.

Less than fifty meters away from them, a herd of red-eyed bulls rushed towards them.

They all had flammable materials hanging from their tails, and they were all lit like a flaming whip.

The men at the front turned and ran, forgetting that they still had weapons in their hands, but in an instant, the bull at the front had rushed in front of them.

Several people in the first row were directly knocked into the air, thrown into the air like a cloth bag, and the white robes on their bodies were waving in the wind.

They may draw a graceful parabola and fall out of the crowd, falling to the ground without knowing whether they are alive or dead; Or fall under the feet of the herd, or receive a second baptism of the horns, or be trampled to death directly.

The people behind tried to dodge on both sides, but a few of them tripped over their robes and fell to the ground, directly trampled into rotten watermelons by the herd of cattle behind them.

There are also a few immortal "matadors" who carry torches and guns to drive away the bison, but the moment they touch the herd, they disappear without a trace in the darkness, and they are picked up and flown to nowhere.

The cattle rushed into the crowd like a raging tide, cow-topped people, cow-topped people, people squeezed, people trampled people, the Ku Klux Klan ran everywhere, and the ground was covered with red or torn white robes and masks, and the corpses that were covered by those white robes were lying on the ground.

"Kill the cows! Fast! Kill those cows! Thomas roared, and he raised his gun as well.

There was a burst of gunfire, and the cow fell, but the scene became more chaotic.

The bulls, who had been rushing forward, went crazy and began to trample through the crowd; The Ku Klux Klan in the middle of the circle only hated their parents for not giving them extra legs, and some fled in the direction of Thomas.

There are not many cattle killed by guns, but there are many Ku Klux Klan members who fell to the ground and were trampled to death.

For a time, gunshots, wailings, screams, and cows ...... Echoing at the entrance of the town.

One more

(End of chapter)