Wu Heng looked at Ben's gaze, flipped through the contents of the Bible, and continued in a gentle voice:

"According to the Bible, at least one-third of God Himself is a demon."

If you read the Bible, you will see that the Bible believes in the existence of demons. When Jesus took a handful of demons out of the man's body, Jesus asked the man what the name of the possessed person was, and the demon replied, 'Let Jesus go back to the Foreign Legion.'" ”

"The Bible also believes in sorcery, because it says, 'Do not let a woman who doeth sorcery live.'"

"Some were thrown into a pot of oil, some were hanged, and when King Ahaz fell from the tower and died, hungry dogs came up and licked his blood. At the birth of both Moses and Jesus Christ, there was a mass slaughter of babies. ”

"There are people who rise from graves or fly to heaven, soldiers who use sorcery to bring down walls, prophets who foresee the future, and all kinds of evil monsters, all of which are recorded in the Bible, and if God exists, then every word in it is true."

Speaking of this, Wu Heng snapped the Bible shut, and then he asked Ben in a serious and serious tone:

"My child, then, do you believe that God exists?"

These words made Ben completely stunned.

If he believes in God, he also believes in the existence of ghosts. If he doesn't believe in God, then why should he come to church to pray?

If he could, he would rather not believe in God, but stroking the scar on his stomach, he already knew the answer in his heart.

"I believe in God!"

Ben's lips squirmed as he spoke, and he picked up the lemon and dripped it into his nose three times, sneezing violently, and the vitality on his body was visibly decayed.

He didn't speak for three minutes, and kept swinging, as if it was very cold, Wu Heng waited quietly, full of soft eyes, looking at Ben with concern, making Ben feel a trace of warmth.

"Father."

"I got a call from an old friend last night, a guy named Mike. Hanlon's guys. ”

"Hell, I forgot about him a long time ago, after all, I was very young when I met him, and children forget things, I thought it was normal."

"But when I woke up this morning, I found something terrible, and I suddenly realized that I had forgotten not only Mike, but also everything about my childhood, and I had completely forgotten it."

"It's like amnesia." He emphasized, as if he had thought of something, and asked Wu Heng:

"Father, have you ever heard of a man who has severe amnesia and has forgotten that he has amnesia?"

Ben's question made Wu Heng laugh dumbly, and he remembered the cold joke in his previous life: because after having amnesia, he forgot that he had amnesia, and then his amnesia was cured.

Wu Heng still shook his head quietly, at this stage, he only needs to be a listener, he only needs to wait slowly for the end of the story, and then do what he wants to do.

It's a play, a play for a tortoise.

Although Ma Zhuling was restrained by "it" and may even be dead, it still has an impact on the direction of this world.

Seeing that Wu Heng didn't make a sound.

Ben may have felt a bit silly at the question, but he really didn't want to admit another terrible possibility:

"I haven't heard of it either, but that's what I am. One second I was still racing, and the next second I suddenly had a memory, and I remembered Mike. Hanlon, because he called me, and his phone was like a key. ”

"I never thought back to my childhood, from that phone call, it snapped, everything started to come flooding in, and the memories of the town of Derry gradually came to the surface."

Ben's shirt was still open, and he looked down thoughtfully, at the old white scar on his crumpled abdomen.

"Father, this scar wasn't there, hell, I still had a smooth belly the day before."

"It wasn't until after that phone call that I had this scar on my stomach, and I knew where it came from, as if it had always been on my belly, but I never knew it before."

"I remember a girl or stammerer who saved my life with a silver coin. I was scared to the point of madness, but I don't know why I was scared, maybe later, that memory would come back. ”

"But there was a fear in my heart right now, and it was there, expanding like a big bubble, and I watched it grow bigger and bigger, as if it was going to explode at any moment, and just looking at it scared me, and I couldn't imagine what was inside."

Ben was talking, but he didn't see the priest's response,

He lowered his head, which was looking at the scar on his abdomen, and lifted it.

There was still Wu Heng's figure next to him, Wu Heng disappeared silently, obviously he was still in front of his eyes for a second.

Ben's body trembled even more, and he felt the emptiness of the church, which made the bubble of fear in his heart swell a little.

He hurriedly looked up at the statue of Jesus, since God exists, then Jesus will bless him!

Then Ben was completely stunned.

On the steps of the church, where Jesus was, only the empty cross remained.

Could it be that Jesus was so frightened by his story that he broke free from the cross and ran away?

What a boring joke!

But he didn't understand what was happening, he only knew that he had no support, and that even God couldn't rely on him in those years.

This strange scene made him almost suffocated.

"Let's go, get out of here!"

The thought popped into Ben's mind, urging him like an alarm clock to get out of here immediately.

Then he saw a red balloon float out from behind the huge cross, floating in mid-air at a height of 1.5 meters above the ground, tied to a white string hanging from the ground.

The red balloon floated down the hallway in the middle of the seats, heading out.

The bubble of fear in his heart seemed to be about to explode, his heart was beating violently, and he quickly turned to leave, but there was a gurgling sound like a kick to a stone from under his feet.

He glanced slightly, it was a curious egg, the old eggshell was full of holes, and through the holes in the eggshell he could see the hot lava flowing inside.

This familiar scene emerged from the depths of his memory, and he remembered it.

Ben hurriedly looked around as if looking for something, and the silence of the church did not disappoint him.

In the fifth row of seats in the middle, there appears to be a man lying on a chair with his body blocked by the back of the chair in front of him, and his feet exposed to the aisle.

As Ben's eyes looked, the figure twisted to its feet, its school uniform on, its emaciated limbs staggering towards Ben as if it had sucked a psychedelic substance.

It had no head on its neck, and the broken wounds were jagged, as if it had been bitten off by some beast.

The bubble of fear in Ben's heart completely exploded, the rosy wine on his cheeks instantly subsided and turned pale, and the exit was blocked by the headless corpse, and he could only run towards the church platform.

"Hey, Easter Egg Boy!"

This was the cry of fear that he had heard only once, and which he would never forget, sounded again on the great cross.

Ben looked up in horror, and he saw a figure on the cross, where Jesus had been nailed, and the figure was looking down and calling out to him.

Its face is painted white with oil paint, its mouth is cracked open to reveal a killer's smile, its eye sockets are two hollows, and its pinned hands are tied with a bunch of balloons.

The hands pierced by the iron nails are slowly pulling away from the iron nails,

The wide nail cap sank deep into the palm of his hand, and the flesh around the squeezing turned out, as if squeezing cream.

(End of chapter)