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Chapter 267: Deep Behind Enemy Lines and Finally Meet (asking for monthly ticket)
Xu Shu was falling very quickly.

In the elevator shaft of the north building on the other side, wailing sounds were still coming one after another, and the happy shits were queuing up, but he had successfully landed on his side.

This building is at least sixty or seventy stories high. In today's safe zone, it is one of the tallest buildings. A height of two or three hundred meters is enough to kill someone, but for Xu Shu now, it is nothing.

The elevator car here stopped on the first floor. Xu Shu did not use brute force, but quietly lifted the top of the car, crawled in, and successfully reached the first floor.

There was no one in the elevator. Xu Shu pressed the door button and it opened.

At this time, Xu Shu was actually a little worried, because according to the design of this "Siheyuan", the elevator in the middle of the four buildings in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest should all face the open space in the middle. He had not discovered it before, so it must be designed to be relatively hidden.

If I happen to run into the Third In Command when I go out, I won’t have a second “way out”. Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?

But he had no choice but to go out. There was a ding-dong sound coming from above, and Xu Shu strongly suspected that the pursuers had arrived.

Oh, to be exact, they should still be in the elevator shaft and haven't come down yet. At this moment, "the army hasn't moved yet, but the shit and piss have already been done."

As for the dripping and popping sounds above his head, Xu Shu didn't even bother to think about it, he just knew what it was.

"After being infected by the filth of the world, you can still chase me with your butt between your legs, leaking as you run. It's really abominable!"

"They may not be here to chase me. Maybe the other seats are full, so they come here to queue... How about I hide in this car first?"

"These damn heroes are lackeys. I don't think they have a strong sense of shame. They didn't even commit suicide on the spot out of shame!"

Xu Shu was secretly resentful.

In this regard, he slightly miscalculated.

It should be noted that the subsequent suicide effect of "human filth" is not compulsory, but varies from person to person and from place to place.

If among a hundred people, only five or six have loose pants, most of them would be too ashamed to continue living in this world and would rather die.

But now, out of a hundred people, eighty of them are taking iodine and spraying history, which is a very different situation.

Not only will they not be so ashamed as to commit suicide, they may even compare who can pull more and who can shoot farther, in order to identify the hero. They will also try to get the remaining twenty people to join them, so that no one can keep themselves clean.

This is called "following the crowd".

If everyone is embarrassed together, no one is embarrassed.

Xu Shu didn't have time to think about this. He knew that the other party would not give up and this elevator shaft was not a long-term solution.

"Quick, is this reasonable?"

"No, it's fake!"

"Look over here! Hey, what are you doing? Stop wiping my pants!"

Xu Shu hid in the sedan chair and listened carefully. He could hear people shouting from above from afar, saying that they were going to send people down to search. His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Not good! Among them, there are also extraordinary people who specialize in tracking. The simple deception they left behind is of little use. They must take action.

Xu Shu even saw the buttons on the elevator dashboard light up, knowing that they couldn't wait any longer and wanted to get off.

So Xu Shu stretched out his hand and quickly lit up all the dozens of buttons on the elevator. This could greatly stop them, but also make them unsure whether they were really there.

Xu Shu himself pressed the elevator button and rushed out.

He was on guard in his mind, ready to transform into liquid man to escape at any time, to avoid being struck by the fatal sword from the Third Incommand as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

But after getting out of the elevator, Xu Shu's expression froze.

The area outside the elevator was not the outdoor space as he had imagined, but indoors.

The floor tiles here are white and moist, having just been mopped. There are rows of tables and chairs next to them.

"Huh? We're not out of the building. We're still inside it?"

"It seems that I was not mistaken before. The only elevator facing the outdoors is the one in the north building.
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"This looks like the cafeteria of the Heroes' Association, and it's really empty-handed!"

Xu Shu observed for a while and had some guesses in his mind.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly and he heard some strange noises, suspected to be singing, coming from a place with an "Exit" sign not far away.

After a little thought, Xu Shu quickly chased after him. As soon as he went out, he found that it was a corridor and the sound came from below.

This is the first floor, there is a whole new world underground!
After going out, the sounds became clearer. I could clearly hear that they were human voices, like someone reciting poetry, and there seemed to be quite a few people.

The cultists' base camp? !

Xu Shu's eyes lit up, knowing that he had come to the right place.

But he didn't go down. Instead, he walked along the aisle next to him and found another exit.

There was a door over there. As soon as Xu Shu approached it, he smelled some blood. He looked through the crack in the door and found that there were more than ten people busying around and some of them were talking.

"They went after the invader and made great contributions in front of the hall master and elders, but left this dirty work to us. Damn it!" a man cursed.

Another person chuckled and said, "Just be happy secretly. Didn't you see how dead people are out there? Even the Third Master got into trouble. We have this job to do, so we can just escape. Don't be ungrateful for what you have."

"Don't say so much, clean up quickly, I'm going to report to the Third Boss!"

"Okay Captain."

Xu Shu saw that outside was the place where he had just come in, rescued Lan Xin, and suddenly killed people.

This group of new guards were cleaning up the scene. There were quite a few corpses scattered on the ground. Most of them were those "plastic bag heads", and a small number were extraordinary people, including the old priest whose head he had chopped off at the beginning, and several guards.

Did you return to the "crime scene"?
At this time, the guard "captain" who had just opened the door and walked out opened the door and walked back, muttering to himself: "Strange, why can't I see the third in command? He was clearly outside just now!"

"I think we should go after the intruder."

The team leader nodded: "Well, everyone, move quickly, take away all the corpses here, and don't shed any blood over there! These can all be used as nutrients for Qiansui. There are quite a few sacrifices today. The master is happy. If you do a good job, maybe he will give each of us a mouthful of soup!"

There were quite a few cultists killed by Xu Shu here, and the stains were all over the walls and windows, making it difficult to clean up.

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, everyone else became excited and moved three times faster.

They were divided into two groups, one group was responsible for lifting the corpses, putting them into the crusher and crushing them directly.

Another group of people used a machine like a vacuum cleaner to collect the remaining blood on the ground.

Oh, it seems to be called a water suction machine? Or a water pump?

These people are quite thrifty and recycle waste, using the bodies and blood of their companions as nutrients.

Wait, nutrients?
Although he was disgusted by the perversion of these cultists, Xu Shu had an adventurous idea in his mind.

On the way here, Black Rose, who was entangled with him, rolled her eyes and said that there would be extraordinary people from outside who would take the initiative to sneak in just for a sip of "Thousand Years Juice"!
Now it seems that this so-called "thousand years" is most likely a strange monster that the Heroes have fed and fed it with corpses, and it can produce something that is beneficial to the practice of extraordinary people.

And the group of people in front of them seemed to be going to offer corpses and blood to "Qian Sui".

Blood, isn't this a good opportunity for me to sneak in?
Xu Shu narrowed his eyes. He felt that it was a wise choice not to go down underground directly but to come here first to take a look!

Whoosh~ His whole body melted and turned into a huge pool of blood.

The logistics guards worked hard, striving to complete the task quickly, and each of them was very dedicated.

No one noticed that a pool of very thick blood quietly seeped out of the crack in the door and naturally flowed under a headless corpse, mixing with other blood.

The body was removed and thrown into a crusher.

The young guard who was collecting the blood pushed the suction machine and sucked the blood back and forth vigorously several times, complaining: "These guys eat better than us, and they even have so much blood, and it's so sticky!"

The sticky thing he was talking about was actually Xu Shu's personal belongings and clothes wrapped in liquid form, but to outsiders, it looked like sticky blood with impurities.

"Stop talking nonsense and move quickly!" The team leader sat and gave orders, already imagining the rewards that were waiting for him.

Tsk! Tsk!
The liquid Xu Shu and the blood on the ground were all collected without a drop left, and passed through a pipe into a blood collection bucket about one meter high.

On the top of the blood, Xu Shu was floating. He said nothing, completely blending into the pool of blood, silently watching everything.

After the logistics team finished their work, they pushed the cart into the aisle at the back and spiraled down step by step.

After going down for hundreds of meters, we finally reached an iron gate entrance guarded by more than a dozen people.

The logistics team that was delivering the "blood food" verified their identities and asked impatiently, "Has the ceremony started?"

The guards shook their heads: "Not yet. The Second Master went out the day before yesterday and has not returned yet. The promised blood food is not enough. The First Master is angry. What are you doing?"

"Hehe, the blood food just arrived!" The logistics team leader smiled. He did not say that these blood food were their teammates not long ago.

"Why is it chopped so small... Okay, come in." The guard team opened the door and let people in. The logistics team moved quickly and filed in.

There was actually an underground dome hall inside, nearly twenty meters high. The dome was made entirely of dark glass lenses. In the middle, a huge and gorgeous crystal lamp was rotating. The light shuttled back and forth between the lenses, then refracted to the ground, hitting the countless people with their hands raised high, making this place look like a stage with a lively atmosphere.

There were probably hundreds or even thousands of these people, all wearing the same white clothing that looked a bit like the hospital gowns in a mental hospital, and they all had bags on their heads.

But it’s not a plastic bag. This time the material used is higher-end, a white linen bag.

On the sack, there was a bloody "X" at the corner of the mouth, and the eyes and nose were also dug through. These people gathered around a stage about five meters square in the middle, each holding their hands high, and chanting along with an old man holding a scripture and wearing a priest's robe and also wearing a sack on his head.

Why the old pastor? Because Xu Shu felt that his voice was very old, deep and hoarse, and he looked similar to the old pastor he had just killed, so he should also be an old pastor.

The old pastor said, "The day of the Lord is near."

The audience sang along to the beat: "The day of the Lord is near, today! Look, the broken limbs are healing! The dead grass is growing again, the rotten wood is sprouting, the Lord will come to me."

The old pastor added: "The Lord's call is more urgent."

The audience below the stage recited in unison: "The Lord's call is more urgent! The Lord's enemies are more insane! If my family wants to stop me, my family will stand on the opposite side! If my friends want to persuade me, I will kill them and shed their blood to distinguish between loyalty and treachery! The Lord's teachings must be remembered, and loyalty can lead to dedication!"

Every time the old pastor started a tune or said a word, the believers below would follow him to sing a hymn or recite a poem.

The voices were in unison, full of passion, enthusiasm, and hoarseness.

They seemed to want to shout out all the praise in their hearts with their mouths.

Of course, there are some who are not very coordinated. They just move their mouths but make no sound and blend in with the crowd.

Unfortunately, the others were too excited and too motivated, so they were not discovered.

"Are these the people who sneaked in to get a piece of the pie?" Xu Shu was a little surprised, but became more and more curious about what the so-called "Thousand Years Juice" was.
This was the largest esoteric gathering he had ever seen!

Xu Shu staggered around the hall with the logistics team.

I soon found my destination, which was the square stage in the center.

That is, behind the old pastor.

A huge coffin was enshrined there.

Something of this size, perhaps it shouldn't be called a coffin, it's a casket.

Could it be that the one inside is "Qian Sui"?
Xu Shu had some guesses.

The logistics team moved forward, skirted the edge of the hall, changed direction, and began to move towards the stage.

At this moment, Xu Shu suddenly flowed out of the bucket.

He came silently to the back of the crowd behind a believer who was praising the Lord loudly and slipped under his clothes.

"I praise the Lord because I have sinned and the Lord has forgiven me! I praise the Lord because I - uh! Woo, woo~"

The man suddenly stopped because he suddenly found that something sticky was wrapped around his neck, strangling him tightly.

He had been afraid, and gradually he could no longer think;
He once shouted, but gradually he could no longer make any sound.

He was strangled to death by the liquid Xu Shu, and his life was drowned in praises that became louder and louder.

Ziliu!

The area under his clothes swelled up like a poisonous snake, then quickly returned to its original shape, rising and falling, and soon spreading throughout his body.

Under the white sack, a pair of bright eyes lit up.

"I praise the Lord too." Xu Shu smiled.

He killed the man and then replaced him.

The cultists here were wearing balaclavas, which was very convenient for him, and now no one could recognize him.

Where did the man's body go?
Narrow-sleeved Guanyin burped and made a satisfied sound: "Gululu, gululu, burp."

Then, Ji Yu's timid words were heard by Xu Shu through her body: "Sir, Sister Corpse Dog said thank you, Sister Corpse Dog said she is very satisfied with this place, and Sister Corpse Dog said she wants to eat more."

Yangshen·Corpse Dog, Yangshen·Purifier, they had a full meal and did it without any flaws.

Xu Shu lowered his eyes and expressed his attitude with silence. Then he raised his hands and pretended to open his mouth, but no sound came out.

A woman nearby shouted until her voice was hoarse. She stopped to drink some water. She looked at Xu Shu with some dissatisfaction: "Don't be so perfunctory. You must submit to the Lord and serve Him sincerely. Only then can you get closer to the Kingdom of the Lord!"

"..."Xu Shu was speechless.

"I'm talking to you. We are standing before the Lord and must completely submit to Him!" the woman cursed again.

Xu Shu was embarrassed.

Well, this woman seems to be his wife!

At this time, pushing carts and pulling buckets, the logistics team brought fresh flesh and blood, and came to the pastor in a heroic and high-spirited manner, like generals who had won a battle.

The old pastor stopped and stroked their heads with a kind look, saying, "You have done a great job. The Lord will remember your contribution. The Lord said that those who work for me must not let them go hungry. Stay here today and take part in the Holy Communion."

The logistics team members were immediately ecstatic. They knelt on the ground, kowtowed, kissed the pastor's shoes, and shouted, "Praise the Lord for His grace."

"Ah."

The old pastor nodded and continued, "Let's stop here for today's praise. Next, we will accept the blessing of the thousand-year-old."

After he finished speaking, the audience shouted even louder: "Praise my Lord! Praise my Lord!"

Pairs of eyes stared at the old pastor with extremely fiery intent.

And there is the coffin behind him.

The old pastor opened a door next to the stage and asked the logistics team to bring in the fresh blood food.

Guji! Guji!
There were teeth-grinding friction sounds, but the people around were not afraid at all. They were full of excitement and anticipation. They were waiting for Qiansui to finish eating and waiting for it to bless them on behalf of the Lord.

Corpse Dog and Ji Yu were also very satisfied.

They ate another one, Xu Shu's wife.

There was no way out. She was too annoying. When Xu Shu didn't say anything, she started pushing him. Seeing that her identity was about to be exposed, Xu Shu had no choice but to send her to reunite with her husband.

I hope they will not quarrel in the kingdom of the Lord.

Xu Shu was now somewhat curious about what the "thousand-year-old" was. How could such a retro-style coffin give people the feeling that there was a thousand-year-old zombie inside?
This, this thousand-year-old zombie, and the cultists who are "Praise the Lord" here, don't they look a little bit incompatible?
Finally, "Chitose" finished eating.

Gee Gee ~
Gee Gee ~
The coffin lid kept shaking, and streams of black sticky liquid, like live slugs, overflowed from the edge of the coffin, dripping continuously.

This is "Thousand Years Juice".

The believers cheered loudly. They wanted to rush forward and drink heavily, but they did not dare to do so.

The old pastor waved his hand and called the nearest "servants of the Lord". They pushed a cart and caught all the spilled black blood and put it in a large iron bucket.

There is a faucet outside the big iron barrel.

They turned on the tap, put a small cup in a dark thumb cup, and began to walk around the hall one by one, in circles, distributing the "Thousand Years Juice".

Xu Shu saw that they were all very polite, grateful, and called each other brothers and sisters.

This is not surprising, as almost all esoteric religions emphasize that believers are all one family.

Just then, Xu Shu noticed that the old pastor seemed tired.

At this moment, everyone was waiting for the Lord's gift, and no one cared about him anymore.

He walked off the stage alone, looking very tired. He happened to walk next to Xu Shu, walked to the small compartment at the back, sat down on the long chair inside and took a rest.

He was so tired that he didn't bother to lock the door, leaving a gap the size of a palm.

Xu Shu shifted his gaze and glanced at him, thinking, how about changing his identity? I just don't know if I can play it well, and I don't understand their rules, so I might be exposed.

While he was still hesitating, the old pastor felt a little stuffy, so he leaned against the wall and took off the white sack on his head.

The old pastor was breathing heavily, his eyeballs rolling up and down, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

There was nothing fanatical about the old priest's expression.

He seemed to be in deep thought. He was full of entanglement, full of doubts, full of regret, full of joy, full of helplessness, full of curiosity, full of murderous intent, full of compassion, and full of despair.

Xu Shu had never seen so many expressions on one person's face at the same time.

For example, he himself, he now has only one expression - the expression on his face is completely frozen.

His heart was almost beating out of his chest.

His legs almost started running involuntarily.

His eyes were about to fall to the ground right now!

The old pastor is actually not old at all.

His name is Yu Mingluan.

This old pastor is Archbishop Yu Mingluan!

(End of this chapter)