Chapter 298 Is your **** qualified? (6000 big chapters) Two days later. Early morning. Qin Yao, who was meditating in the attic, was suddenly awakened by the sound of a bell. He slowly stopped his meditation and came to the window. Looking at the church, he saw that the originally deserted and dirty church door became as clean as new. An old man with white hair wearing a Wearing priest robes, he and ten male monks stood in front of a group of onlookers, their lips constantly opening and closing, as if they were preaching something. "The church has reopened, and it was most likely David who instigated it." Qin Yao muttered in his heart, closed the window, and walked down to the attic. “Hey, Master, it turns out you live here!” Just as he walked out of the attic, a shout of surprise suddenly came to his ears. Qin Yao’s mouth twitched. Finally I can understand what it feels like for the senior Xianxia masters in those Xianxia novels who are forcibly apprenticed. How can you express gratitude to the other person for his sincerity? It’s very annoying.
“Are you here to listen to the teachings?” Fortunately, Qin Yao was very good at cultivating qi and showed no dissatisfaction on his face, so he didn’t scare the two little liars. "Our hearts are in the Taoist camp, how could we listen to those foreign devils preaching?" Ah Xing said immediately. “Yes, yes, Master, we are just here to join in the fun.” Xiaoyue said with a smile. A playful smile appeared on Qin Yao's face and he pointed forward: "Those church monks started to distribute things..." “So fast? The two of them quickly turned their heads and saw countless people in front of the church door reaching out to ask for gifts from the monks. "Quick? It's faster." Qin Yao smiled half-heartedly: "If you don't grab it now, you won't be able to catch anything in the next moment." The two looked at each other, and Ah Xing coughed dryly and said: "They gave out gifts right after the church opened to win people's hearts. They must have a big plan! Master, let's go see what they gave out and take it back and criticize it." one time." Before they finished speaking, the two of them ran all the way to the door of the church, raising their palms high to the smiling monks who seemed to have a hint of divinity in their smiles. In front of the attic, Qin Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his eyes again. He saw that the church in front was still divided into upper and lower parts, dividing light and darkness. The difference is that the holy light, which was originally like a candle in the wind, shines brightly now, and has a faint tendency to compete with the darkness. “Catholicism, **** Christ.” Muttered softly, the golden light in Qin Yao's eyes receded, and a cold light appeared: "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different!" Although these missionaries who are said to be from the Vatican look the same as Han Chinese, and they can even speak Chinese and write Chinese characters, they do not understand China at all, and they do not want to understand China. This is revealed in the movie Father Wu could see it, so he made a lot of jokes. Chinese Buddhism was also a foreign product at the beginning. However, after thousands of years of evolution, Chinese Buddhism has long since been sinicized and assimilated into a part of Chinese culture. But in this turbulent era, the invasion of believers in **** Christ comes with the goal of conquest. From the perspective of the historical process, they were barely successful! Qin Yao had no intention of becoming a hero, but...how could he find a safe place to lay his eggs when the whole family was surrounded? As big as a city or as small as a village, faith must rise and fall one after another. The more people who believe in Christ, the less they believe in other things. Dimly, he had a premonition that there would definitely be a huge divine war between the Chinese and Western gods!
"Huh..." After a long time, Qin Yao suppressed his inner restlessness and walked towards the church. He didn’t know when the ‘God War’ would come, but he would never be willing to be an insignificant and unknown player in this catastrophe. For those who are prepared, danger often means opportunity. Those who are good at fighting may not have great achievements, but if they want to reach a high position in the underworld, their merits must convince the public. If you want to be a boss in the underworld, is there anything else that can help you achieve your position better than military exploits? Half an hour later, Qin Yao, who knew the church inside and out, walked into the prayer hall, glanced at Father Wu who was preaching in front of hundreds of people, and quietly came to a secret door. “Sir, that door can’t be opened.” But before he could make any move, a young preacher who seemed to be bald suddenly walked over quickly. "Why can't it be opened?" Qin Yao observed him closely and found that unlike the trash missionary in the movie, this guy's strength was surprisingly good. You should be able to take a stab at yourself! “Because it’s not clean in here.” The young missionary said patiently with a smile on his face. “Why don’t you clean it up?” Qin Yao said with a smile. The missionary said gently: "We have only been here for a short time, and we haven't had time to do a full cleaning." Qin Yao gradually lost his smile: "You start preaching to the people without cleaning the house. Is this your Catholic missionary attitude?" "What's the matter, Jon?" At this time, the priest, who was wearing a priest's robe, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a kind smile on his face, stepped down from the podium at some point and slowly came to them. “Father, this gentleman wanted to go into the basement to have a look, but I stopped him.” Jon said respectfully. Father Wu looked at Qin Yao and said with a smile: "Sir, are you here to listen to the teachings or to visit?" Qin Yao said calmly: "I'm here to punish evil!" "We, the priests, have to worry about church matters, so I don't need to worry about it, Mr. Wu." Father Wu said politely. "What if someone loses his life, will you be responsible? Can you bear the responsibility?" Qin Yao looked into his eyes and asked. Jon's expression changed and he shouted: "Don't be disrespectful to the priest." Father Wu raised his hand, stopped Jon, and said to Qin Yao: "Everything is the Lord's arrangement. If someone dies in the church, he will definitely fly to heaven after death." “Pfft, hahahaha.” Looking at his serious look, Qin Yao couldn't help laughing: "Father, your church is on Chinese territory, and the Kingdom of Heaven cannot accept those who die here." Father Wu shook his head and said seriously: "No matter where it is, the church can connect to the kingdom of heaven, just like your... teleportation array in China?" Qin Yao quickly straightened his expression and said solemnly: "You'd better do what you promised, otherwise, you will pay the price for your sins." "You..." Jon was so angry that he pointed at Qin Yao and wanted to say something. Father Wu stopped him again with one arm, stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows and his left and right shoulders: "Jon, the Lord will forgive his rudeness just like he forgives his own children."
“Amen.” Jon quickly made the same gesture and said softly. Qin Yao frowned, took a deep look at them, turned around and strode away... "Master, why did you come out of the church? Did you go to listen to the teaching?" Outside the church, Ah Xing, who was holding a bunch of things, saw his figure, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran over with Xiaoyue. "I went to the church to investigate the truth and found an opportunity to burn it with a fire." Qin Yao said lightly. A Xing: “???” Xiaoyue: “???” He said it so seriously that neither of them could tell whether it was sincere or not... Suddenly discovered that this powerful ‘master’ might not be a good person! “Give you a chance, do you dare to burn the church with me?” Qin Yao looked down at the two of them with a serious expression on his face. Xingyue looked at each other in shock, and for a moment they didn't dare to answer. Qin Yao shook his head in disappointment, turned around and walked towards his residence, and a cold voice came to Xingyue's ears: "Don't follow me anymore." A Xing's heart trembled, she silently clenched her fists, and said to Qin Yao's back: "Master, I dare!!" “Brother Xing.” Xiaoyue grabbed his arm nervously, with a worried look on her face. In serious cases such as arson, one will be beheaded. Ah Xing silently held her hand and whispered: "This is the only opportunity we can seize. Once we give up, we will continue to wander like beggars." Qin Yao paused, then continued to move forward: "Find an inn near my residence to stay first. Although I will not accept you, but as long as you perform well enough, I can give you the opportunity you want. You will be spared the pain of displacement.” “Thank you sir.” Axing was overjoyed and said loudly. Qin Yao waved his hand to them and strode into the attic. “Ahhhh, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” “Ding, ding, ding, ding~” It is approaching dusk. The sky is as blue as burning. After a hard day's work, the monks in the church had a wonderful rest. A yellow cedar monk sat in front of the white piano, with his fingers flying, playing beautiful notes. Jon stood in front of the piano and sang loudly. The singing was high-pitched and ethereal, causing passers-by on the street to subconsciously look toward the church. “Damn, it’s so noisy!” In the attic, Qin Yao instantly recognized whose voice it was. Thinking of the opponent's plan to 'practice' with him in the church, he smiled coldly, took out the magic spirit bead, summoned the red and white evil spirits, and said to the evil spirits holding musical instruments among the ghosts: " play music!" “Dudududu…” There are all kinds of musical instruments, but the suona is the king.
When the sound of the suona came from the attic, it instantly drowned out the sound of the piano and singing. Only the sound of gongs and drums could be heard intermittently to assist the king. "Ah, ah..." In the church, Jon ahhed twice more, but he couldn't go on anymore, and his face was full of gloom. This was the first time he encountered such a "rogue" instrument. When the soul-stirring sound came out, his scalp almost exploded. “Dong dong dong, dong dong dong.” He could no longer hear the screams. Qin Yao nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to ask the suona class to stop, he suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door. "Excuse me…"
Wearing a gray-brown gown and carrying two swords behind his back, Uncle Jiu raised his eyes and looked into the room, frowning and saying, "What the **** are you doing?" Qin Yao quickly used the magic beads to put away the evil spirits, and explained: "It's not the church next door. I just suddenly started moaning. Damn it, it was like screaming..." Uncle Jiu’s cheeks twitched. He was nearby just now and heard the monks singing. Compare this sound to a cry from bed...that's what this guy can say. "Shut up, don't say bad words." Uncle Jiu couldn't bear to listen and slapped him. Qin Yao immediately stopped his beautiful greetings and changed his words: "Master, why are you here?" “I felt restless this morning, and I was counting my fingers...” “When did you learn divination?” “Shut up and listen to me.” Uncle Jiu kicked him lightly and shouted, “Are you going to block me at the door and stand here to tell you?” Qin Yao stepped aside: "You always tell me to shut up, shut up, how can I have a chance to say it?" Uncle Jiu walked into the room, sat in front of the desk, and said angrily: "I told you to shut up, but I won't stop you from complaining." Qin Yao chuckled, waved his hand, and stepped forward to pour him tea: "How can you do that? How dare you complain about the master? Continue talking." "This church is not simple!" Uncle Jiu took a sip from the teacup. He took a sip and turned to look at the church through the window. “I know the three evil positions,” Qin Yao said. Uncle Jiu pursed his lips: "This is not an ordinary Three Evils place, it is a unique and dangerous place where the Three Evils have transformed. There must be immortal demons in it. I'm worried that you won't be able to handle it." “What is the transformation of three evil spirits?” Qin Yao asked. Uncle Jiu’s fingers glowed with a beam of golden light, and he gently touched Qin Yao’s eyebrows: “If you look at this church again, have you ever seen green sheep, black-bone roosters, and green cows manifested?” Qin Yao shook his head. It was similar to what he saw when he opened his eyes. He only saw light above and darkness below. It is not that light suppresses darkness, but that the two do not interfere with each other. “The combination of the three evil spirits into one is a calamity, but I don’t know whose calamity it is.” Uncle Jiu retracted his finger and said. Qin Yao smiled: "This disciple is the master of great tribulation, and he can cover any tribulation." Uncle Jiu glared and reached out to knock him on the head: "Don't talk nonsense. You dare to apply new words to yourself wherever you heard them!"
Qin Yao laughed dryly and quickly changed the subject: "Master, you haven't answered me yet. When did you learn divination?" “I learned it from Gu Gu some time ago.” Uncle Jiu said. “You and Aunt Sue...” “You’d better think it through before speaking.” Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes and threatened. Qin Yao shrugged: "I won't mention it. By the way, master, are you able to predict the enemy ahead and even calculate the enemy's position by just counting with your fingers?" Uncle Jiu shook his head: "So far, only Aunt Zhue can do this in the entire Outer Mao, and she also has to use the other person's personal belongings. You don't need to use anything, you can calculate right and wrong cause and effect with just a few fingers. That's a fairy. means." Qin Yao: "Master, I want to learn divination." “Why do you suddenly want to learn this?” Uncle Jiu asked in surprise. "As your cultivation level improves and you realize the leap of class, the enemies you encounter become more and more difficult to deal with. If the opponent knows divination, you can always predict the enemy first, but I don't, and I can easily suffer big losses. "Qin Yao explained. "Yes, your vision has improved a lot. My teacher thought the same way, so I learned divination and calculation from Gu Gu." Uncle Jiu asked him to sit down in front of him and said, "I will teach you a set of thoughts first. You can understand the Dharma formula yourself as much as you can, and then tell me your insights." Out and about, a resounding origin is a talisman. When you practice hard behind closed doors, a reliable master can be your guide. Maoshan, Jiu Shu, gave Qin Yao, to some extent, far more than what he gave back! As a casual cultivator with no status or background, it is not a matter of just one sentence to learn divination. You may not be able to gain even a little bit in the end after going through all kinds of difficulties. A certain elder brother saw this very clearly and once said: Are you good at fighting? Is there any use for you to know how to spank? To go out and hang out, you need to be powerful and have a background. Without any background, you are just a loser on the road. (From: New Human Race of Special Police) That night. Uncle Jiu unceremoniously occupied Qin Yao's bed. Qin Yao guarded the oil lamp and understood the divination method all night, but... he didn't even realize it. When the early morning light shone through the window and shone on his face, he couldn't help but miss the feeling of maxing out the level with one click. “Dong dong, dong dong.” At this time, the knock on the door rang again. Qin Yao abandoned his fantasies, opened the door, looked at the visitor with a smile: "Mayor Ye, are you okay?" Ye Yang stood outside the door with his hands tied, with a flattering smile on his face: "Boss Qin, our fellow villagers in Jiuquan Town heard that you came to the town for inspection, and they were so enthusiastic that they insisted on preparing a welcome ceremony for you. The banquet is scheduled for today. At noon, Fugui Restaurant, I hope you can enjoy it." Hand out your hand so as not to hit the smiling person, not to mention that this place of residence was arranged by the other person. Therefore, Qin Yao could not refuse this banquet. But he also knew very well, what kind of **** villagers and ordinary villagers can bother the mayor to be a lobbyist? It is 100% the squire group in Jiuquan Town. Seeing him in Department Store Qin is like the grassroots leaders of later generations seeing King Wanda. My mind is full of money. Full of calculations.
“Master, are you going to this banquet?” After sending Ye Yang away, Qin Yao turned around and asked. Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean? You go to eat the delicious food and drink the spicy food, and leave me here to eat dry food and drink plain water?" Qin Yao laughed: "You...I...Okay, I can't explain it. Let's go together, let's go together." “That’s pretty much it.” Uncle Jiu said with satisfaction. Is it that meal that he cares about? Joke! What he cares about is face. Who doesn’t know that Maoshan Linjiu has no airs and only has good face... My own disciple went to enjoy the support of everyone, but he was left in the cold here... no! "Proud Lin Fengjiao." Looking at the serious master, Qin Yao complained silently in his heart. at the same time. Fugui Restaurant. In the largest box. A young woman holding a cigarette pouch in her hand and wearing a slit cheongsam sat on a chair. She turned to look at an old guy Shi Shiran walked in, and sneered: "Old man, you, a smokehouse owner, dare to go to Boss Qin." Damn it? Don’t you know that what Boss Qin hates the most is the opium business? But wherever there is a department store, opium shops are not allowed to exist. " The old man with a white beard, a thin body, and a deep groove on his face sat on her, feeling the softness brought by her plumpness, and exhaled a long breath: "You dare to come here even if you are a vocational school? Why don't you dare to come here? Besides..." The young woman wanted to push the other person away, but when she heard the word He Fu, she supported the other person with her backhand and said with a smile: "Master Su, what is He Fu?" Master Su glanced sideways at her and sneered: "You were still old just now, but now you are Master Su?" The young woman smiled and said, "Who doesn't know that I, Jin Yuanyuan, belong to a boat? I will run wherever the wind blows." Mr. Su snorted and said, "We opium shop owners invited Father Wu from the church to accompany us. Father Wu is a capable man, and he doesn't discriminate against those of us who open opium shops. He is among them." Reconciliation, Boss Qin won’t kick us out, right?” “You’re getting better with age.” After getting the answer she wanted, the young woman pushed the other person away, laughed and cursed: “You’re so angry, don’t lean on me.” Mr. Su glared: "I think you are not a boat person, you are a white-eyed wolf, and you are not familiar with it." “Fuck you.” Jin Yuanyuan straightened her clothes and said. church. Jon held a thick Bible, followed Father Wu out of the door, and asked in a low voice: "Father, I heard that those opium den owners are very..." Father Wu raised his hand and said with a smile: "They are just sinful people and need the guidance of the Lord." Jon nodded: "Yes, Father." “When you get to the restaurant, watch your mouth.” Father Wu warned: “Don’t say a word that you shouldn’t say.”
"Yes, Father," Jon said meekly. Shaoyan. Fugui Restaurant. Seeing Father Wu leading his disciples up the stairs, the opium shop owners gathered here immediately surrounded him, chasing the fashionable and shouting: "father." “Sit, sit.” Father Wu, with a smile on his face, invited everyone to sit down at a big table. "Father, let me introduce you..." David, the mayor's son, said with a smile. The opium shop owners were able to connect with Father Wu because he was connecting them. "Boss Qin is here!" Just when Father Wu was about to listen, the waiter's shout suddenly sounded downstairs. “唰.” In an instant, except for Father Wu, all the squire bosses stood up and looked at the stairs eagerly. David's words froze in his mouth, and a thoughtful light flashed in Father Wu's eyes. “Boss Qin…” “Mr. Qin…” After a while, Qin Yao accompanied Jiu Shu upstairs, and the group of squires and bosses rushed to say hello. Qin Yao cupped his hands, knowing that Uncle Jiu was a good face, so he took the lead in introducing him to everyone: "Everyone, this is my master, Uncle Jiu, the orthodox successor of Maoshan." “Nine uncles.” “I have long admired your name, Uncle Jiu.” Suddenly, countless free compliments came to me. Uncle Jiu glanced at these squires and saw that each of them was filled with deep resentment. He instantly lost the desire to chat with them and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, I'm just here to eat." “Boss Qin, Uncle Jiu, please sit down quickly.” Ye Yang greeted. Qin Yao followed Uncle Jiu to the dining table, looked up at Father Wu who was sitting safely on the chair, and said with a smile: "Father, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." “It’s you,” Jon exclaimed. Father Wu glanced at Jon, who suddenly became silent and lowered his head. Ye Yang saw this, and in order to prevent any conflicts and unpleasantness between the two, he specially invited Uncle Jiu to sit next to Father Wu, and Qin Yao was next to Uncle Jiu. “Boss Qin, you are today’s protagonist, shall I introduce you to the local sages first?” Ye Yang said while standing. Qin Yao glanced at everyone and smiled: "Country wise people? Forgive me, why do I see rolling karma in you, oh, and resentful souls... To put it in layman's terms, these country wise people are all He’s a bad person.” As soon as he finished speaking, the originally lively atmosphere instantly solidified, like ice, and many of the ‘countryside sages’ felt chills in their hearts. "Haha." Just when Ye Yang didn't know how to smooth things over, Father Wu smiled gently and said, "God loves the world. There are no bad people here, only sinners. The Lord will forgive their sins."
Qin Yao couldn't help laughing: "Lords from foreign countries, forgive the sins they have committed against their own people...Father, let me ask, is your **** qualified?!" In an instant. Including Mayor Ye, all the township leaders fell silent and did not dare to express their anger! Ten thousand words+. hey-hey.
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