After Fat Zheng finished speaking, he handed me a smartphone. After I turned on the screen, I looked at the woman who appeared on the screen. Suddenly, I remembered the woman who couldn't see her face in my mind.

'This woman is really extraordinary. She can even fool me.'

I thought to myself, and the surface was very serious.

"Okay, the world is so big, no one has ever been fooled. I have a premonition that sooner or later this woman will fall into your hands."

I didn't continue talking about this topic, because I felt a little embarrassed and I was embarrassed to continue talking more.

Fatty Zheng called me over to talk about this, and at the same time, he also sent Fatty Yuan's cell phone back.

After going out, Pang Yuan and I returned home. After experiencing what happened last night, Pang Yuan also gained a lot of knowledge. Of course, I also told him about this woman. Although this guy looked shocked and incredible, he believed it in the end.

I rested at home for another day, and Fatty Zheng looked me over again.

This time the matter is much more important than the last time. When I arrived, they were ready to go. Today is when Father Asher took Ziriato back to the church. It was useless for us to stay in Ziriato. Although the experts strongly opposed it, they did not succeed.

In fact, Father Asher had already wanted to leave, but he was the one who came to pick him up and could only arrive in Yangcheng today. After all, such a big thing happened, the holy weapon was completely gone. It would be impossible not to escort Chiriato without a few heavyweights.

At this time, Zirialto was a huge rock, which was stuffed into a large wooden box and then loaded into the car.

The church was rich and wealthy, so a plane came directly. The leader was a archbishop in the cardinal, equivalent to the boss of a diocese. He was a big fat man, several times fatter than Fatty Zheng.

However, because this matter cannot be done on the table, they did not make any trouble. After seeing the ziriato in the wooden box and confirming that it was this guy, their people carried ziriato onto the plane. I'm afraid that those who are waiting for this guy would definitely not be a good thing. These people can't kill him because he can't kill him, but throwing him into the high-concentration holy water and soaking him. In that case, I believe that this ziriato would feel extremely painful even in the petrified state.

After paying the devil, it was Fat Zheng's turn to collect interest. The Archbishop in the Cardinal was reluctant, and the fat man's face turned red in anger, but in the end we gave in. We got a few small boxes from them, but all of them were filled with an ancient aura.

No one knows what is contained in the box. Fatty Zheng put away all the boxes like a treasure, and we didn't even let us see them.

I didn't want to watch it, and I didn't have that much curiosity. When everything was ready, Asher happened to board the plane, but was stopped by this fat man.

"Oh, my dear Asher, you don't have to get on the plane. The Pope's Crown thinks you are doing well in China, so I have handed over the task of finding holy tools to you. It seems that I am old bone, and I will continue to persevere."

The fat archbishop in the red-clothed clothes smiled almost like a smiling tiger. Although his face was full of smiles, a cold light was emitting from his eyes.

Immediately, Father Asher was stunned. When he was still standing stupidly, he had already boarded the plane.

"By the way," the Archbishop of the Cardinal turned around as soon as he got on the plane, "May the Lord bless you and find the holy weapon as soon as possible, so that I can rest as soon as possible, haha!"

It is obvious that there is a conflict between the two people, and this time, Asher must have been at a disadvantage and was cheated by this old guy.

But this has nothing to do with us, so none of us made any noise and just watched the show.

Before Father Asher came back to God, the plane had already penetrated into the sky, and not long after, it was completely gone.

Seeing this, Asher had no choice but to smile bitterly, then walked over and said to Fatty Zheng, who was watching the show, "It seems that I have to continue disturbing Director Zheng this time."

"Don't." Fatty Zheng said immediately. He was unwilling to accept such a guy.

"I believe that the Pope's crown must have sent you enough personnel, so you should investigate the whereabouts of the holy artifacts yourself."

Fatty Zheng didn't want to be dragged into the water by him. He had enough of his own affairs, so there was no need to rush into this muddy water.

"By the way, I hope that Father, you, don't do too much in China, otherwise it will be difficult for me to deal with it."

After saying that, Fatty Zheng led us and retreated.

To be honest, I'm a little curious about that holy weapon, but more importantly, I'm even more curious about Qi Rialto. Without me, you can also know what I'm curious about, and the ability to recover from injuries at any time is really attractive.

However, I have also made up for some knowledge of demons in the past two days. Obviously, ordinary demons are not much different from Eastern ghosts. Most of them have no entity, but are just souls.

According to Asher and us, the ability of Zirialto comes from Lucifero's gift, and it is hard to say whether it is true or false.

But now this guy has been thrown back to his hometown by Fatty Zheng, and I can't express my thoughts directly.

What I want to cultivate immortals is to live with the world forever, so it is not strange that this ability is very attractive to me.

Then we went to the hospital to see Feng Dapao. This guy still looked the same, and there was no sign of waking up.

But his breath was very stable, as if he was asleep.

"well…"

Fatty Zheng looked at Feng Dapao lying on the hospital bed and sighed. Over the past few days, the lamas who supported that side were beaten to death. Fatty Zheng used the power of the forty-nine games to tell them how to be a human being, but Feng Dapao still couldn't wake up.

"Okay, you guys go first, I'll stay here with him for a while."

Seeing Fatty Zheng’s mood was so depressed, I couldn’t be happy either, so I planned to find Sister Mei as soon as possible and let her see if there was any way to rescue Feng Dapao.

But before we could walk out of the ward door, Fatty Zheng's phone rang.

"What? You say again, did that flight crash?"

After saying a few hurriedly, Fatty Zheng hung up the phone and looked at us.

"The plane crashed a few hours ago on the high seas to Europe. Now the coast guard is looking for the whereabouts of the plane's wreckage."

ps: OK, nothing to do with ps...

(End of this chapter)
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