I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 233
Greg Mack.

Cardinal of Wudu, [-] years old, male.

He has an ulterior obsession.

Although he claims that these are all from Ai Sheng's guidance, in fact, only he himself knows what is going on.

So Greg prayed every night, asking the saints to forgive his sins.

That night, Greg fell asleep as usual, and he had a sweet dream.

As Greg slowly came to life, he heard the laughter of children in his ears, boys.

Greg wanted to open his eyes, but the strong light made him squint his eyes and couldn't open them at all.

He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't control his hands and feet!
For a moment, Greg fell into an ice cave, plunged into panic and anxiety, and a sense of confusion enveloped him.

The glare became weaker, and Greg finally opened his eyes, struggling to move his head, trying to see his surroundings clearly.

The scenery in the field of vision gradually became clear, and some sensations came from the body. With numbness, Greg realized that he was lying on a cold thing.

Greg was sure it wasn't his bed.

Where is he then?

He twisted his head vigorously, but he could only see some holy feathers, as if something was moving.

At this moment, Greg really understood what a confused lamb is, and he has only powerlessness and despair about his fate and situation.

He suddenly realized something, and a little joy appeared on his face, but he quickly put it back together, changing into a trembling, pious look, while his heart was full of luck and anxiety.

Greg is a Cardinal of the Thirteenth Congregation.

He realized that there was a possibility that could explain his current situation:
he died!
That's right, it could be a heart attack, a house collapse, or a meteorite falling from the sky
Whatever the cause, Greg was dead, in his sleep, unconscious.

According to the teachings of the Thirteen Saints, he will enter the blessing heaven after his death.

If Greg is as pious as he said.

Greg was thinking about it when he heard more noises.

A person came to him.

Greg lifted his head with difficulty, hunched his neck, rested his chin on his chest, and looked as far ahead as he could.

When he saw who was coming, his pupils were filled with endless shock, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably!

"you you you"

Greg knew the man in front of him!

He is Mr. Luden!

Loudon Y. Microgood!
In the deepest part of the All Saints' Hall of the Thirteenth Church, there is a portrait of Mr. Luden, which can only be seen by the rank of Cardinal and above!
The person in front of him is exactly the same as Mr. Luden in the portrait!
Not only that, but the clothes, aura, hairstyle, smile... everything is exactly the same!
This is the real Mr. Luden!

Greg swallowed subconsciously, feeling a little guilty.

His body is still unable to move, he can only lie flat, try his best to raise his head, and look forward.

Thirteen children with wings growing from their backs surrounded Mr. Luden like the most holy angels.

Greg's face turned ugly.

Mr. Luden spoke. What he spoke was not Shenbang language, not any common language in the mainland, but ancient Qiyun language!

Greg is a cardinal, and the ancient Qiyun language is a compulsory course. Although it is a bit outdated, he can still barely understand what Mr. Luden is saying!
"My merciful Father, decide where this poor soul should go before it goes to nothingness."

Greg frowned. If he could speak, he would probably be laughing now!
He is going to heaven!Blessing heaven!
Praise you!Mr. Loudon!

Luden changed the topic, "It will be up to you to decide whether he is qualified to go to heaven."

Greg's smile froze.

He looked at those wings, those angelic children, and fear and fear appeared in his eyes again!
A child said timidly,
"no!"

Greg is even a little familiar with the child's holy descendant!
A child screamed, "No!"

He seemed to want to vent his inner darkness and pain by roaring.

"no!"

"No!"

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After each child speaks, the wings behind them will instantly turn black, and the light in the entire space will also dim a bit!
In the sound of 'no', Greg experienced real despair!

He wants to die!
But he remembered that he was already dead!

When the last "no" sounded, the whole room fell into complete darkness and dead silence.

An indifferent voice came from Greg's ear,
"Welcome to hell, sinner."

The entire space returned to silence amidst Greg's despair and madness.

Walking out of the dungeon, Luden praised the acting skills of the thirteen children, telling them to go home and rest in peace, and never have to worry about having nightmares again.

In order to perform this play, Luden spent a whole day and gave Greg a special anesthetic to make him have certain hallucinations.

After dismissing the child, Lu Deng looked at the assistant at the side and said seriously,
"This guy is yours."

Hannibal's face was full of helplessness, and he spread his hands,

"Please, Mr. Luden, it was Father Puji who asked you to give this guy a blessing."

He didn't understand why this matter fell into his own hands after being outsourced layer by layer.

Father Phuket is the true spiritual leader of the Thirteenth Holy Church, and his status is even higher than that of the Pope.

There was scum in the Church of the Thirteen Saints. Of course, Father Puji had to clean up the house, and it was not appropriate to do it by himself, so he outsourced this work to Mr. Ludden.

Luden is now outsourced to Hannibal.
What is this called?

Fubao sinking?

"come over."

Luden beckoned, let Hannibal approach, and whispered something in his ear.

Hannibal's expression changed slightly, and he said with a little surprise,

"Is that okay?!"

Can something grow on a person?

Without Luden's guidance, Hannibal would never have thought of this direction!
The human body is amazing!

Luden nodded slightly,

"Yes, this is a special episode, and it is only shown to those who pay for it. Go and try it out!"

After speaking, Lu Deng got up and walked upstairs.

Luden will not participate in such perverted matters.

He is just a good person who is willing to help others, loves to send blessings, and is harmless to humans and animals.

Hannibal thought for a while, and he had no reason to reject Mr. Luden's suggestion, and turned to go to the dungeon to deal with his spoils—the immobile cardinal.

Back in the restaurant, Luden was sitting at the table, while Todd was eating.

Luden asked casually,

"How about dinner?"

"Very good, his cooking skills are as good as ever."

Todd was not stingy with his words of praise, and said sincerely,

"You should try tonight's cream of mushroom soup, I've never tasted such delicious mushroom soup!"

"Oh."

Luden nodded, passed the mushroom soup, picked up a piece of French fries, and said casually,

"By the way, don't eat mushrooms when you come here from now on."

The spoon in Todd's hand stopped in the air, his mouth opened and closed, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't do it.

He felt a desire to vomit up his throat, and his stomach turned upside down, excruciatingly uncomfortable.

The mushroom soup I just drank is not clean!

Luden kindly reminded,
"Today is fine."

Todd: .
Despite Luden's reassurance, the pale Todd still stood up tremblingly,

"I'm going to the bathroom."

After returning from the bathroom, Todd, who recovered some blood, greeted kindly,

"Cream of Mushroom Soup, would you like some?"

(End of this chapter)