"Pastor Wan came from the country of white headed eagle." Xiao Yurou recalled, "I also met him on the way. I didn't expect that he would say something. It's like this. It almost damages the green basket. Alas, none of these white skins is a good thing At the end, Xiao Yurou gritted her teeth.
"Is he still a ghost?" Ling Duyu frowned.
"Yes, he said that for the sake of missionary convenience, he named our country Wan'an. I still have a picture of him preaching in my cell phone. " Xuanlvluo to lingduyu road.
It was a white man in his thirties, dressed in a priest's robe. What impresses people most is his eyes. It's like a hungry hyena looking at food.
"Uncle Shi, you and Shi Zhongyu are responsible for this. Aunt and Xuan lvluo are obviously not right. Why didn't you tell me earlier? " Ling Duyu took a look at the photo of Bai Pi and told Shi Lei.
Shi Lei some remorseful way, "my mind has been put on business, always think they two are hot for a while, which know is someone else's calculation.". By the way, if this guy wants to do this, a lot of people will suffer! "
"No, that's what he is. It's hard to deal with both at once. Unless he controls his mother and sister-in-law 100%, he can free his hand to control others again! Brother Yu, let's go to meet the pastor Wan now. " Light shadow of the road. But in that tone, even a dull guy like Shi Zhongyu felt it.
"Yes, I dare to attack my aunt. He must be killed Hu mei'er said angrily. How nice the aunt is. Bring her anything delicious. Love yourself like a daughter. This makes Hu Meier feel that Xiao Yurou is the best person to her except Ling Duyu.
"Don't follow us if you want to do something about it." Ling Duyu glared at Hu Meier. "You should learn from Mingzhu and qingdie. Don't play all day. You should also understand the rules here."
"Well, brother Yu, I'll listen to you. Why don't you take me. " There was an indescribable smell in Hu mei'er's voice. Anyway, it was Shi Lei and Shi Zhongyu who felt that as soon as the sound came into their ears, they felt sour and soft all over.
"Speak well." The clear shadow whitens Hu mei'er and makes her spit out her pink tongue. Seeing Ling Duyu's heart swing, Hu Meier's tongue became flexible. Ling Duyu had deep experience in many parts of his body.
"You can go after lunch." Xiao Yurou see Ling Duyu they want to go in a hurry, "that guy is anyway can't run away."
Ling Duyu and they had lunch in a hurry and came to a church not far from here. Looking at the magnificent church, Ling Duyu just couldn't understand. How can these sticks be allowed to build such a large church.
Lingduyu they entered the church, a look of disgust at a white came. By this time, Ling Duyu had come to the preaching Hall of the church. Of course, this is also the place where the believers worship.
It was the perfect priest who came here, with a knife on his face. With an indescribable smile, "brothers and sisters, do you want to confess? I'm the pastor here This guy's Chinese words are correct, if he doesn't look at people. I can't think of it. It's from a white guy.
Lingduyu did not hesitate a slap in the face in the past, the fat full body strong white skin. Hit a staggering fall out of several steps, "you bastard, even in this ghost."
This white skin just looked at Hu mei'er. Among these women, Hu mei'er was naturally charming. Let ghost guy a see not open eyes, is thinking how to get this little beauty, how to know face was slapped. After a howl, we could see who was the one who smoked him. He has seen Ling Duyu's photos, otherwise he would not have come to attack Xiao Yurou and Xuan lvluo.
"Just an ordinary person with some abnormal mental strength dares to come to us. Is it the spirit of light that gives you courage? " Lingduyu coldly looking at is still miserable howl of God stick way.
At this time, several church volunteers, led by two or three priests, came and saw that their master had been killed. "How dare you beat the priest, waiting for us to call the police?" one by one
The leaders were two middle-aged men in their forties, still dressed in clergymen's robes. Needless to say, it's just relying on the identity of the God stick to earn a living, and it looks very good. Otherwise, there would be no such arrogance.
"Shut the dogs up, NIMA. If a good man doesn't do it, he will be a dog for Bai Pi. " Ling Duyu's angry way.
When Ling Duyu said this, green butterfly and Hu Meier flew out and kicked her feet. Then these people fell to the ground, covered their stomachs one by one and howled miserably. A couple of volunteers outside the hall or something. He ran away in a hurry and was beaten, but they still called the police.
I didn't know that after calling the police, I heard the police over there yelling at them to shut up. Stay honest, or they'll look good. It immediately became clear that the government had to deal with Wan Quan. When I think about it, it must be related to national security. These people ran away in a hurry, even in the church did not dare to stay. For the sake of a little benefit, you can't do it by putting yourself in.
These people say they are volunteers, but there are still a lot of benefits. Otherwise, who will be full. Come here and give orders. How comfortable it is to drink small wine at home. There are only a few true believers. Most of those old people regard this place as a social occasion. By the way, listen to the preacher or something.
This church is dedicated by its believers. Of course, the priest took the most of the money. If you think about these volunteers or something, just the little head. That's a lot of money.
Of course, the money depends on the church. A cathedral in a city like this. More donations, less chapels.
In some small churches in towns, it is not easy to deceive a group of old people. The contribution received is limited. Sometimes it's farm products, such as picked cucumbers and tomatoes. Anyway, the idea that the legs of these magic wands are flesh with flies in their arms is that they come here and refuse. Only by accumulating less can they become more. In a small church, there is usually only one staff and three or two volunteers.
Once upon a time, an old man donated five stools. At the end of the service, a priest took two and put them in the bedroom. The other three are two volunteers. One for each, and the other for each. As a result, the two split the stool, and one took half of it. It's very common to fight because of uneven distribution of stolen goods.