One hundred and fifty-eight hopeful people

Aphnan did not find her brother in Shinrikyo, and people here say that her brother never came here at all.

Avnan was disappointed, but without her brother's whereabouts, she didn't know where to go next, so she could only temporarily live in the broken courtyard assigned to her by the Shinrikyo Church.

In addition, I heard that in the past few days, there has been an exchange of fire between the Good Times organization and another anti-government organization, and sometimes the sound of artillery fire can be heard in the distance.

In the face of war, the lives of ordinary people are ants, and being alive is the greatest luxury, so in the past few days, everyone has not dared to go anywhere.

Wen Rou and the four of them were in the dilapidated yard, eating expiring Chinese bread and drinking pure water, silently counting the occasional sound of artillery fire in the distance.

After three days, the sound of artillery fire was almost gone, and the whole world returned to dead silence and desolation.

People who live in such a country and still maintain hope, people like Hassan and Aphnan, are amazing.

During these three days, although Afnan did not find information about her brother, she had a new goal, she wanted to be a messenger of truth.

The Church of Truth selects loyal and capable women to be messengers of truth, to preach to the people, to preach the love of Allah, to preach Allah's peace, love, equality, and that Allah's girls are also holy and are also protected by Allah.

Afnan said that this is the real Allah, and that the good times are deceiving girls in the name of Allah.

In fact, Wen Rou felt that this was just a gimmick of the Shinrikyo to attract people into the gang.

She didn't understand for a while, these anti-government organizations are not very wealthy, why they still like to pull people's heads, and not only young and middle-aged, but also men, women and children.

She doesn't believe in the way that the Truth Church preaches for itself, pulling people out of the sea of suffering.

All actions are disguised by interests.

Together with the other Shinrikyo women, Aphnan put on his robe and went around preaching the teachings of Shinrikyo, drawing more people to join Shinrikyo, and the work was in full swing.

Wen Rou touched her deflated belly, feeling that she had lost at least fifty pounds during this time in this country.

But there are no scales, and there is no way to weigh yourself.

When Aphnan went out early and returned late every day to go to the mission, Wen Rou felt her deflated stomach and wandered around the dilapidated village; Qin Qingtian would sit in an open room and meditate and practice; Mermaids often see the head but not the tail.

In the past, no matter how late it was, Afnan always had to return to this dilapidated little courtyard, but tonight, it was past twelve o'clock, and Afnan had not returned.

Wen Rou thought about it, got up from the broken kang, and decided to go find Avnan. After all, when the protagonist is gone, his mission is even more impossible to complete.

The ruined streets were pitch black, windless and moonless, and the tranquility was a little permeating.

Fortunately, after Wen Rou's eyes cultivated the spiritual eye technique, her eyesight was extraordinary.

She traveled to the headquarters of the Shinrikyo leadership group.

From afar, I heard the laughter in the house and the smell of wine and food in the air, mixed with very authentic American slang.

Wen Rou walked into the house and saw a banquet with a white cloth wrapped in white cloth and a woman in black sitting next to two soldiers of the United States.

Two young girls in black robes have drunk a lot of meat, and one of them is Avnan.

The soldier's hand had already reached into Afnan's black robe.