I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 98
02:30 in the afternoon.

This is the time when the sun is at its best. Although it is not yet midsummer, the sun in April is already a bit sinister.

The sunlight stopped in this small village, and the pedestrians couldn't keep their eyes open due to the reflection.The wooden houses that have not been fully soaked in the modern atmosphere are scattered on both sides, and there is a faint glimpse of the leisurely life of the pastoral pastoral.

Time has left some last kindness in this place, so that people here live longer and have more knowledge.

But today, some strange guests came to this leisurely and elegant village.

They were two tall men, one was wearing a close-fitting gray suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a gentle smile on his face from time to time, giving off a soft and refined bookish air; the other was relatively taller , the black suit wraps his muscles, but he can still vaguely see his explosive body hidden under the clothes.

These seemingly mysterious guests usually appear in this village, let alone in this village. Even in nearby towns, not many people have seen similar outfits.

When they came to this village, the first thing they wanted to do was to ask the village chief to show them the way and visit the village.

"We belong to the United Chamber of Commerce. Isn't organic vegetables very popular recently? So we plan to find a good place to grow some pure natural and pollution-free products, and sell them to those rich people in the future."

The man wearing the gold-rimmed glasses smiled and said, "We chose this address after surveying. This is a great thing. If it can be done, the economy of our village will definitely increase significantly."

Listening to the man's words, the village chief subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

But soon, his eyes met the man's.

When he saw the eyes under the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, an invisible but strong thought surged in the heart of the village—that is, what the man said seemed to make sense.

If it is done, then the village is estimated to really take on a new look.

Soon, the village head, who was still very resistant, immediately changed his words: "I understand, since it is a great thing that benefits our villagers, then I will definitely cooperate with all my strength."

"How about this, you go out and choose, and see which piece of land you want to take. As long as there is no one, you can choose whatever you want!"

Having said that, the village chief patted his chest, expressing that he would do what he said.

The man who got the answer he wanted chuckled lightly.

"Then I'd like to say thank you in advance," he said, "and please help us find a young man familiar with the history of the village to show us the way."

"We chose the land because of Feng Shui. If someone died in this land, then we would definitely not choose it."

Hearing the words, the village head immediately said: "That's all right, I'll let my son go with you! He grew up here since he was a child, and he likes to run around! If you let him come, he must know where the crime is. It doesn't matter where the taboo is!"

With that said, the village head stood up from his chair and said that he would call his son.

When the village chief left, the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses sat on the rattan chair, took out a pack of soft and delicate cigarettes from his pocket, and put it in his mouth.

The man in the black suit next to him understood, immediately took out his lighter, and lit a cigarette for his gold-rimmed glasses.

While pointing, he smiled at the gold-rimmed glasses and said, "My lord's spells are becoming more and more sophisticated now. You can give hints and even change a person's point of view just by looking at it."

Hearing this sentence, Jinsi glasses chuckled: "Human psychology is easy to figure out."

He smoked a cigarette, and exhaled a smoke ring through the gap between his teeth: "Greed, jealousy, strong desire, and irritability, there is no species in this world with more emotions than humans. There is no more delicious prey than them."

"Every time I draw emotion from those people, I feel a genuine joy. They create so many possibilities and beautiful things, but they are the easiest to destroy those things with their own hands. This kind of contradiction and complexity makes me deeply addicted to it.”

After sighing for a while, the gold-rimmed glasses glanced at the person next to him: "Where is Lan Kong? How is the situation now?"

Hearing this, the black suit showed embarrassment.

"Lord Lankong...he still hasn't woken up," said the black suit, "We have tried our best to treat him, but sir, you know, the body structure of the gods is not similar to ours..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head in trepidation, his tone full of apology.

Looking at the black suit, the gold-rimmed glasses smiled and stretched out his hand.

He touched the head of the black suit, and said softly, "Of course I know. As human beings, it's normal for your shallow knowledge to be unable to understand the sacred body."

"I won't blame you for these trivial things, because I clearly understand that each of you joined the religion with the most ardent sincerity and the purest beliefs. You are people who believe in God, even though you believe in I am not the god of God, but I am brothers and sisters with them, and I will not spare my arms to those honest and trustworthy believers."

He gently hugged the black suit, and said in a gentle voice, "This is the doomed catastrophe of God Lankong, and you are the believer who held the robe for Him on the way to the catastrophe. Weeping for His calamity, it means you are the most sincere believer, and no one can do better than you.

"Just because you are in that position, this is the destiny, and it is the reward given by the gods for your loyalty."

Hearing the words of the gold-rimmed glasses, the black suit raised his head and his voice choked up: "Master Qingguang..."

Patting him on the shoulder, Qing Guang's eyes were sharp and dark in the blind spot that the black suit couldn't see.

"Lan Kong, this trash," he thought in his mind, "according to the original plan, it should be to destroy that scholar, or kill Xiao Qing and Xun Mo, or capture Qi Guang. '

Unexpectedly, all the limbs of that guy's body were removed, and even his eyes were poked blind. When he came back, he looked like a dead dog.

Sure enough, he deserves to be a young general of a few countries who was wiped out by "Genji". He deserved to have his whole family killed and the people slaughtered!

Rather, it's strange that such a waste didn't ruin the country!
If it weren't for the fact that those other guys are still busy with other things now, and I don't have many people to use, why would I need to do it myself now?
Deep malice flickered in his eyes, and after a while, Qing Guang withdrew his hand.

He looked at the black suit and said softly, "This mission is very important, and it is necessary for the 'Great Sacrifice' three months later, so we must keep it secret."

"Go ahead, because my eyes are always behind you. As long as you go forward, the other eight gods will also be with you."

The man who got the answer nodded vigorously.

Before coming, he was already prepared.

We must find out the corpse hidden in this village!

(End of this chapter)