"The location seems to be here."

Remembering the approximate location of another scream, Yorks stopped at a small tent in the corner of the corridor on the second floor.

According to what Peggy said, this tent is a playground she created for her children.

Yorks squatted down, unzipped the middle of the tent, took out a sacred Bluetooth speaker from his backpack again, and stuck his head in.

Upon entering, as Peggy said, this is a playground for children to play, with all kinds of furniture scattered around and a dazzling array of things to see.

Yorks glanced around and finally stopped on a rotating revolving lantern with a hunchback pattern on it.

"Hunchbacked Man? So it's you..."

From this revolving revolving lantern, Yorks sensed the evil inside and the evil spirits inside.

Looking at it, Yorks couldn't help but think of Annabell's carrier media in his family's underground warehouse.

"do not let me down."

Staring at the figurative hunchback, Yorks had an interested smile in his eyes, and then placed the sacred Bluetooth speaker in front of the revolving lantern.

After playing, Yorkist exited and headed to the next place again.

The main room, the auxiliary room, etc. For a time, York's figure was all over every room on the second floor. When he exited, a sacred Bluetooth speaker would be left in the corner.

It didn't stop until the last sacred Bluetooth speaker was placed in Janet's room. Looking at the Bluetooth speaker on the bed, Yorks clapped his hands with satisfaction.

He has placed a total of thirteen Bluetooth speakers in this house. After tonight, he wants this house to be filled with the holy sounds of God!

Thinking of this, Yorks glanced at the crosses hanging on the four walls of the room and backed out.

Time passed bit by bit.

Night soon came.

That night was dominated by Yorks, who divided everyone into two groups.

He and Janet stayed together in the room where trouble often occurred.

Ed, Rowling and others were guarding the main room with Peggy's family. Of course, there had to be a means of warning. As for the means of warning...

Ed stared blankly at the Winchester M1897 shotgun in front of him, with a confused look on his face.

"Gunshot warnings are always more effective than phone calls and screams, because something can obscure everything, including calls and screams, and the bullets in this gun can break all the shields."

Realizing that Ed was a little confused, Yorks looked indifferent. The man stood up at this time. As an American citizen, Ed would definitely be able to fire this gun. It just depends on whether it is necessary.

"So, Ed, if there is a situation, you must shoot decisively, so that I can know that there is a problem on your side. Of course, it may be safe, which is best."

Hearing this, Ed took a deep breath and took the shotgun without refusing.

"I understand, Father."

Yorks smiled and looked at Rowling. Compared with ordinary people, people with psychic abilities are more dangerous in supernatural events, because these people are often the first to face danger.

"Luo Lin, close your spiritual sense and try not to perceive everything. I'm afraid you will be dragged to an unknown place by Him, but the cross I gave you before should be able to withstand it for a while."

Yorks gave instructions, looked at the Peggy family who had been standing in the main room, and took out a holy water bottle that had been prepared.

"Like I did before, remember to pour this bottle of water into the air humidifier. The atomized holy water will let you know if anything has broken in."

"Okay, Father." Rowling stared at the transparent liquid in the bottle and silently took it.

According to her understanding, the holy water reserves in each church are actually very limited, and she doesn't know why the priest in front of her has such a large reserve, which seems to be inexhaustible.

"Yeah." Yorks responded. After thinking about it, he probably didn't miss anything, and waved.

"go in."

The Warrens who were called over looked at each other, nodded, and then walked towards the main room to meet the Peggy family. After a while, they closed the door as planned.

Without York's instructions, they would have stayed in this main room all night and would not have come out no matter what happened.

Seeing the door closed, Yorks looked at Janet, who had been standing by with a nervous look on her face, and smiled.

"Are you scared?"

Janet shook her head.

"not afraid!"

"He's a good kid."

Yorks showed a trace of satisfaction in his heart, glanced at the tent in the corner of the corridor, and pressed the light on the wall.

With a bang, the lights went out, and the corridor instantly became dark. When the lights were still on, I didn't feel anything, but in the darkness, the atmosphere in the corridor began to change inexplicably, and terror spread.

Janet subconsciously thought of the footsteps and nursery rhymes that sounded from the aisle every night, but she couldn't help but shudder, and unknowingly began to approach the tall priest next to her.

"It's okay, kid, I'm here." Yorkshire said gently, taking out a sacred cross that was no different from Rowling's from his arms, and hung it around Janet's neck.

"Nothing can get close to you."

The cross with a total of 64 holy points was different after all. Janet calmed down inexplicably in an instant. She grabbed the cross and looked at the priest and nodded vigorously.

"Let's go in too."

Yorks smiled, took Janet into her room, and then closed the door.

With a click, the door blocked everything.

Letting Janet sit on the bed, Yorks began to lean over and unpack the backpacks placed in the room one by one.

Not to mention the backpack containing the Holy C4 bomb, but Line Bauer and the 12.7 SHAK-12 need to be equipped.

Having tried the power of SHAK-12 in the church, and now that he has a saint, he no longer cares about shotguns that allow him to easily change bullets.

The main reason is that the Holy Enchantment has freed him from certain restrictions. Coupled with the 20-round ammunition capacity of SHAK-12, a continuous shot is more powerful than a shotgun.

Yorks took off his robe, stared at the various technological products in his backpack, and began to equip them step by step.

A total of 25 caliber sacred bullet belts, eight magazines containing 12.7mm super large caliber sacred bullets, Line Bauer already holstered, six sacred grenades, etc. were equipped on his body one by one.

Janet, who had been sitting on the bed, had already opened her mouth. Although she was small, as a child who grew up in America, she knew what the priest in front of her was like.

"Gun? And grenades?"

Janet's little head felt a new impact for the first time in her life.

"That should be enough."

Yorks, who didn't know what Janet was thinking behind him, picked up SHAK-12, clicked it and checked it. After moving a little more, he didn't feel any obstruction and felt that nothing was in his body. Yorks's eyes showed excited anticipation.

"Next, it's music time!"

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