I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

Hearing Han Li's words, Jiu Shu's complexion suddenly condensed.

Indeed, the sky is gradually darkening now, and it is indeed possible to directly transform into a dead body in a place like Sansha.

"Go! Let's go and see!"

Uncle Jiu said with a serious face to Han Li who was aside.

Han Li nodded, and walked out of Li Mansion with Jiu Shu.

On the other side, in the church.

The original corpse, under the influence of the surrounding Killing intent, the corpse poison in the body has undergone some strange changes...

Father Wu next to him looked sadly at the corpse of the priest in front of him.

"Master Bishop, you shouldn't be too sorrowful. Since the incident has already happened, let's bury Father Lin sooner! In this way, his soul will also go to heaven to rest soon. I believe this is also his wish!"

Father Huang walked to Father Wu with a look of sorrow on his face, and whispered to the Father Wu who was on the side to comfort him.

"Oh! Father Lin died here for preaching. This is for the great Lord to expand the territory and spread the glory of the Lord. God is above heaven and will definitely reward him."

Father Wu said this sentence with a sorrowful expression on his face.

"Okay! Let's sing the hymn of God to Father Lin together!"

At this moment, Father Wu spoke to the many priests on the side.

"Yes! Lord Bishop!"

There were many priests who were busy next to him.

About to start action.

At this moment, Father Lin's body suddenly began to tremble, and blood and tears flowed down among the six acupuncture holes.

"Master Bishop! Look at it!"

At this time, a priest next to him said with a trembling voice toward Father Wu, with a hint of horror on his face.

Father Wu quickly raised his head and looked at Father Lin's corpse. At this time, there was a strange smile on Father Lin's corpse.

Seeing this scene in front of them, the faces of the priests changed.

Father Liu took a hard breath. He stepped to the side and looked at Father Wu in front of him and said, "Master Bishop, should we ask professionals to solve this matter? You know, it must be the case. The evil demon is causing trouble, Jiu Shu is the most powerful exorcist in the surrounding area, should we go find him?!"

"Father Liu! What are you talking about! Are you not raising others' ambitions and destroying your own prestige?"

Father Huang frowned and said to Father Liu.

"Furthermore, that Jiu Uncle has never agreed with us to reopen the church. With such a thing happening right now, that Jiu Uncle will definitely take this opportunity to let us reclose the church. Then, what do you say we should do?? "

Father Huang didn't look good, looking at Father Liu on the side.

"But……"

At this time, Father Liu glanced at Father Lin’s strange corpse again. He always felt that Father Lin’s death in front of him was strange, and it could be extremely dangerous!

Father Wu shook his head lightly and looked at Father Liu lightly and said, "Don’t say anything about this. This is God’s test for our church! If we ask Jiu Shu for help, the credibility of our church, In the hearts of the people, it will definitely plummet! This is not conducive to our mission!

Okay, we will hold a surpassing ceremony for the Wanlin cultivator later, we must get rid of the Devil attached to him! "

Father Wu spoke solemnly.

"Yes, Father!"

The priests around each spoke.

Everyone started to act, and soon, a table, holy water, bible, and silver cross began to come up one after another.

Seeing the movements of these people around him, Father Liu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He knew that it was useless to say anything now, and these people were determined to prepare themselves to deal with the abnormal situation in front of them.

However, he always felt that there were some problems.

But he has no solution.

In the living room of the church, the priests set their posture, and the body of Lin cultivator was placed on a bed. In front of the bed, there was a small table.

On the small table, there is a bible and a few crosses.

Some wreaths were placed around the corpse.

At this time, the surrounding priests stood beside the corpse with serious expressions.

"Hallelujah, Hallelujah!"

The priests around each sang this hymn solemnly.

At this time, Father Wu next to him was already chanting the Bible in his mouth, and he picked up a side of the Bible in his hand.

"My benevolent Father, please give me strength to surrender the Devil in front of me for me!"

Father Wu opened his hands and shouted loudly toward the platform in front of him.

The voice was clear and loud, echoing throughout the church.

On the other side, Han Li and Jiu Shu had already appeared outside a window next to the church, watching the prayers of many priests in the church.

"Unexpectedly, these priests really have some abilities, they still have some aura, but this kind of aura is a bit strange..."

A trace of hesitation appeared on Uncle Jiu's face.

Han Li smiled and said to the Jiu Shu in front of him: "Brother, you don't know anything about it. The light on these people is called the Holy Light, which is bestowed by their God. It's all power through prayers and requests! But this power can also be obtained through pure power of faith, but in that case..."

Han Li did not continue.

But Uncle Jiu was also very clear, he nodded thoughtfully.

The power of this holy light should be limited, and believing in this kind of thing, pure faith can make people lose themselves.

As a Taoist, the most unappreciated behavior is this kind of behavior.

Uncle Ji shook his head, did not say much, and continued to look at the changes in the church.

In the church at this time, the holy light shone on the body.

At this moment, within the corpse in front of him, suddenly bursts of black mist dispersed.

The corpse of Lin Cultivator, who was originally lying on the bed, also slowly began to rise, and his head turned around 360 degrees at an incredible angle.

Turning his head from his back, he looked at the priest aside.

On the snow-white face, his eyes opened suddenly, without the slightest whiteness in the eyes, but the jet-black eyes stared at Father Wu on the side.

In the eyes, two blood streams flowed down.

There was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene in front of them, all the priests were terrified. They were just ordinary missionaries. When have they seen such a weird and terrifying thing?

The rhythm of all missionaries chanting the Bible for a while was disrupted!

"Go on, everyone! Don't disrupt your own rhythm!"

Father Wu looked at this scene, although he was very scared in his heart, he still drank loudly towards the other priests around him.

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