Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 116

Jiang Lu was stunned: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

"I just thought it was a bit like it, but I wasn't sure, so I didn't dare to say it." Giovanni explained.

"So what is it?"

Giovanni could only point to the outline of the things on the carriage exposed by the linen cloth from a distance:
  "Look at their outlines, do they look like vases?"

Jiang Lu looked at it and nodded: "A little bit."

"But the vase is not that big. It is as long as two people." Giovanni touched his chin and thought: "Combined with this appearance, I feel like the ones I saw when I came to the Vatican a few years ago. A gift from Henry VI.”

"what gift?"

"Stone cannons." Giovanni said with a heavy expression: "I guess Clement VI had spies in Florence and knew that we were coming to the Vatican, so he temporarily deployed these flame-breathing monsters to deal with us."

"Is it very powerful?" Jiang Lu asked.

"I have seen the test firing." Giovanni said with lingering fear: "At that time, one cannon shattered a corner of the city wall."

"Is it so powerful?" Jiang Lu nodded thoughtfully, and then said thoughtfully: "I suddenly have an idea."

Giovanni looked at him doubtfully, wondering what good idea he had.

Jiang Lu nudged Giovanni with his elbow: "How about we think of a way to get those rock cannons over?"

"Are you kidding?" Giovanni immediately shook his head: "They have transported everything to Castel Sant'Angelo, and there are only two of us. Not to mention whether we can kill those guards, we will move them even if they are placed there. Don’t leave.”

"Who said we were going to take him away?" Jiang Lu looked at Giovanni strangely.

The latter felt confused: "Didn't you say to bring it here? And this thing is [-]% used to deal with us. It will definitely be transported to the outer wall of the Holy Angel Castle. They have now passed the Holy Angel. Bridge, it’s impossible no matter how you think about it.”

As he said that, he sighed: "It's a pity. If we can get these stone cannons here like you said, we can get in in a few or two."

"What's going on, little brother?" Jiang Lu was a little surprised: "Why are you still thinking about fighting? Didn't I tell you before coming that there would be no casualties?"

"Huh?" Giovanni looked confused.

Do not hit? Why are you here if you don't beat us?
  Moreover, they have brought up the most advanced artillery. Even if we don’t want to fight, what about them?

But just when he was confused, Jiang Lu smiled evilly: "We can directly enter the Holy Angel Castle for a sneak attack, so of course there are no casualties."

Now Giovanni was even more confused.

Castel Sant'Angelo is the pope's last line of defense, the most heavily guarded and strongest fortress in the world, not to mention they also use the most advanced weapons. How can they act like a public toilet in your mouth?
  Jiang Lu didn't say much, he just patted Giovanni on the shoulder and signaled to retreat first.

"I'll explain to you later, go back and shake people."

Giovanni took one last look at Castel Sant'Angelo and the haggard people who could be seen everywhere on the roadside, and then followed Jiang Lu's footsteps
  A few hours later, the two returned to the Vatican with the knights disguised as caravans.

Logically speaking, such a large force would naturally be conspicuous and arouse suspicion. However, they encountered no obstruction along the way.

This is naturally because after the bishop received the news that Florence was about to attack the Vatican, he gathered all the guards loyal to Clement VI to Castel Sant'Angelo.

Those who were supposed to guard the city gates were now gathered on the outer walls of the fortress, ready for battle at any time.

However, Jiang Lu chose an incredible route.

Instead of heading towards Castel Sant'Angelo, he led the knights carrying holy water to St. Peter's Basilica.

Giovanni looked worried.

Because just an hour ago, Jiang Lu, who was clearly visiting the Vatican for the first time, said with great certainty that there was a secret passage under St. Peter's Basilica that could lead directly to Castel Sant'Angelo.

He couldn't figure it out. Even he, a local veteran, didn't know this kind of news. How did Jiang Lu know about it?
  Jiang Lu's confident and understated look made him a little worried.

Although nothing will happen in a short period of time, with so many people entering the Vatican, they will be noticed sooner or later. If the Pope notices that he is taking strict precautions, he will lose the opportunity and the situation will probably be even worse.

In addition to Giovanni, even Jiang Lu's exorcist friends also expressed some doubts.

However, Jiang Lu still vowed to do so.

"Do you remember when I walked alone in Florence the evening before yesterday?"

The crowd nodded.

"I'm not lost!" Jiang Lu said, "I'm not lost at all!"

"So?" Classical Music was puzzled: "What does this mean?"

"I feel like I'm back home. I've never been to Florence before, but it's like I've walked the streets before."

"Uh" Giovanni asked: "Just because of this, you judge that there is a secret passage in St. Peter's Basilica?"

Jiang Lu shook his head: "You have reversed the cause and effect. It is not that I judge that it exists, but that I have been here, so I know that it exists."

"Isn't this a contradiction?" Blind Box couldn't help but say.

"Let's see." Jiang Lu showed a hint of reminiscence: "You will understand the value of Ubisoft, Yumen!"

Several people frowned and didn't know what to say.

But Jiang Lu was so sure that it was hard for them to disagree, so they had to wait and see.

Soon they arrived at St. Peter's Basilica.

The situation in the church is not optimistic either.

There are still many believers coming in and out of the church.

But most of them believed the news from the Pope and believed that the plague was caused by disloyalty to God, so they came here to repent in order to get rid of the torture of the plague.

In other words, everyone who comes in and out at this time is a patient.

So at a glance, you can see a lot of believers who were sitting in the church praying and then suddenly fell dead.

Such a ridiculous yet tragic scene left the visitors in Florence speechless for a moment.

A priest noticed them and walked slowly over with his already terminally ill body.

"God bless you both."

He crossed himself on his chest and said pitifully: "Are you businessmen from other places? This place is already hell. Leave quickly, otherwise misfortune will spread to you."

After saying that, he started coughing violently.

Even though his face was covered with black spots, he was still willing to point out a way for strangers to survive at the end of his life.

Jiang Lu looked at the people lining up outside the confession room or simply sitting on the benches to pray, and asked, "Is worshiping God useful?"

The priest was so stunned that he even forgot to cough.

Obviously, for him, this is an untouchable slide.

"Original sin cannot be eliminated, and repenting to the Lord seems to me to be nothing more than a futile effort."

After hesitating for a long time, the priest finally chose to speak his mind. He said with a bitter look on his face: "We always think of praying after we make a mistake, but in fact this can't change anything. The so-called repentance is just that people are afraid of facing punishment. It’s just a psychological comfort to myself.”

"You are quite transparent." Jiang Lu was a little surprised by the advanced version of the priest, but at the moment, it was considered a rebellious understanding.

"I only realized it recently."

"Okay." Jiang Lu nodded: "In order to reward your progressive thinking, I will cure your disease. In exchange, I need you to show me the way."

The priest obviously thought Jiang Lu was joking and refused with a smile: "Son, please stop joking with me. My illness cannot be cured, just as our sins cannot be erased. You want me to show you where to go?" I'll tell you the way directly."

"Tell me where the secret passage to Castel Sant'Angelo is." The priest was stunned, and his eyelids twitched visibly, but he quickly came back to his senses: "There is no secret passage. Where did you hear about it?"

After hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Lu hesitantly.

However, Jiang Lu caught the change in the priest's microexpression and determined that the priest just didn't want to tell him.

So he laughed, a very ferocious smile that made the priest feel guilty.

"If you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined with wine. Come on!"

After hearing this, two strong soldiers came out of the queue carrying a wooden can.

The priest was startled and took a few steps back: "What are you going to do?"

"No, put me down!"

"No!"

The priest struggled, waving his limbs with all his remaining strength.

But when he was healthy, he was powerless, let alone now that he was terminally ill. How could he defeat a well-trained soldier?

The priest was quickly thrown to the ground. A soldier pinched his hands with one hand and wrapped the other around his waist to fix his upper body. The other soldier clasped his legs and ankles and stretched them. He dipped his index finger into some holy water, and then began to treat it skillfully.

"Oh!!!"

This sudden scene startled the exorcists who had never seen holy water cure diseases, and their anus suddenly tightened.

"Don't you mean enema?" Blind Box asked Jiang Lu in a low voice with a pale face: "Why do you stick it out so directly?"

"That kind of traditional therapy is outdated."

Jiang Lu didn't look back and explained with his back to everyone: "In order to save holy water to the greatest extent, the people invented a new method of using it, called the five-point method."

"Five-point method?" Several people were confused.

"Well, pay attention to that soldier's tactics, and you will understand."

So they looked carefully.

After the index finger is the middle finger, ring finger, thumb and little finger.

Classical music suddenly understood and couldn't help but cursed: "What the hell is this five-point method, right?"

The priest's mournful cry attracted the attention of the people in the church. They all looked over and showed expressions that were [-] times more frightening than seeing their own mother who died suddenly due to the plague.

"My God!"

"What are they doing?!"

"God! My eyes are guilty!"

However, Jiang Lu calmly comforted his companions who felt uncomfortable because of those frightened eyes.

"Don't worry about it, they just haven't been treated like this before. Once they have been treated once, they will know that the holy water is good."

"?" The blind box thought of something and said with a strange expression: "Brother, you are so slow to talk."

However, these words that were really mean made both Qingying and Hongchuang blush suddenly.

Because Jiang Lu always said this to them.

Don't be afraid, you just haven't tried it before. Once you try it once, you will know how good it is.

And it turned out that what he said was really right.

This time was no exception. When the soldier let go of the priest, his first reaction was to turn his head and look at Jiang Lu in confusion.

"This is the end?"

Jiang Lu Xiaoxiong spread his hands: "Let's see."

"No, that's not right." The priest reacted, picked up his pants and got up from the ground, and asked vigilantly: "What did you do to me?"

As soon as Jiang Lu tilted his head, a soldier handed him a mirror.

The priest's angry expression gradually faded, and he absentmindedly stroked the faded dark spots on his face.

"What's going on? I feel inexplicably relaxed now."

Seeing this, Jiang Lu transformed into the Dragon King with a crooked mouth and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have recovered."

The priest said in disbelief: "This can actually cure diseases?"

As he spoke, he looked at the other priest who had been looking worriedly, and asked strangely: "Then why is he still sick?"

Jiang Lu's smile gradually solidified, and then he stood in awe.

The people behind him reacted slowly, but they gradually understood everything and took a breath.

"Then you are indeed very ill, buddy."

Jiang Lu sighed and patted the priest on the shoulder with a complicated expression: "Maybe I will also treat your syphilis."

Giovanni next to him suppressed his discomfort and explained: "It's not that this can cure the disease, it's mainly because of the holy water."

"Holy water?"

"That's right." Giovanni cleared his throat: "Please let me introduce to you, the founder of the Red Cross, the first pope, and the only designated spokesperson of the God of Salvation, the great Saint Ginger Locke!"

"Red Cross?" The priest said with some guilt: "Although it involves my life, I received your help. Does that mean I have betrayed the Lord?"

"Compared to dying of illness, I think..."

Jiang Lu was about to try to persuade him, but before he finished speaking, he heard the priest's expression change and suddenly asked: "Does the Red Cross still accept people? I have been a priest for more than ten years and have a lot of experience in managing churches. "

"what?"

The face change was so fast that even the face-changing master Jiang Lu was caught off guard.

While several exorcists were also in a daze, Giovanni had already organized his words and said to Jiang Lu like a sycophant: "Teacher Jiang Luoke, you obey the destiny of heaven and the people of the world. Wherever it reaches, no one disobeys, this is what everyone expects!"

"Ah, is that so?" Jiang Lu suddenly said, "That's understandable."

Giovanni nodded, then turned around and shouted: "Marino! Who are you?"

"Here we are." Marino, now a cardinal of the Red Cross, stepped forward quickly.

Giovanni waved his hand: "What are you doing standing still? Let's continue writing Florence."

The priest was dumbfounded.

Why is the Red Cross copying like this?
  Although he had become a young boy, the priest still felt a little uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, he took out his portable Bible from his pocket and asked Marino: "Friend, can you take it for reference?"

"No, I have it." Marino took out his Bible and shook it.

Then the two of them looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.

"Stop flirting." Jiang Lu brought up the old story again: "Can you tell me the secret passage to the Holy Angel Castle now?"

This time, without saying a word, the priest bent down and raised his hands and said in one breath:
  "Pope, please come inside. Clement's secret passage is under the church."

　Good morning!
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)