"Everyone, the next time is to witness your sincerity." The priest said with a smile.

During church service, there is a stage of dedication, allowing believers to contribute some money to the church.

Generally speaking, dedication depends entirely on voluntary voluntary, and what is important is the intention. But in this evening, giving 100,000 yen is considered as having an entrance ticket to come here.

However, Usawa Miyako finally understood. No wonder so many people wanted to come here. Just listening to these ten minutes of chant was worth the fare. Usawa Miyako was willing to pay the money.

Not to mention for other believers, this is a hymn from God.

Under the revelation of the priest, the upper class people on the right stood up first, lined up one by one and solemnly put the things they had prepared in their hands into the dedication box.

Most high-ranking people put in checks one by one, only a few people filled in 100,000 yen on it, while most people filled in larger numbers.

After shaking hands with the priest and greeting, they stood up and left through the side door.

The two men of Kyujo Sikong and Hayase Urasaki Hikaru did not put a check in the tribute box. Kyujo Sikong sent a letter, and Hayase put a document in it. They smiled and greeted the priest. After saying some words, they returned to their seats again. Some people, like them, sat back and waited quietly.

"What's going on? Why are they back?" Guazawa Miya asked the person sitting next to him.

Although this man looked impatient, he still met Sawamiya and said, "Oh, most of the big bosses come to make a living, put the money they have given and left. Those who are still here just want to communicate with God. In short, as long as it is your turn, you will understand, and the priest will tell you the rules."

After the high-ranking people's worship, it was the civilians on the other side. They held a stack of banknotes in their hands, expressed excitement, and couldn't wait to walk towards the priest, putting the money they had saved in their tribute box.

Whenever someone arrives, the priest will smile and nod and talk to the other party for a few words. After a while, it is finally Uezawa Miya.

Uezawa Miyagi put the 100,000 yen he had prepared long ago into the offering box.

The priest looked at Guzemiya and nodded with satisfaction: "I remember you, child, do you believe that God exists now?"

"God really exists! Can I communicate with him?" Uchizawa Miya's eyes were filled with desire.

"Of course, communication requires the Saint Maiden. But you have to know that although Saint Maiden can communicate with God, it takes a lot of energy to consume each time. The sincerity of 100,000 yen may not be enough."

The priest looked at Usawa Miyake in embarrassment. His implication was that he wanted Usawa Miyake to continue paying for it.

"So, how much does it cost?"

"If you want to talk to God and get guidance from the old man, you must have a million yen, right?" The man behind Uezawa Miya said impatiently, "Can you afford it? If you can't, leave quickly. I still want to talk to him!"

Could this guy be dragging it? Guzemiya thought so and took out his bank card from his pocket.

"This is my bank card, there is still one million yen in it. If you don't mind, I can tell you the password later."

Uezawamiya stuffed the bank card into the dedication box.

"Very good, God sees your sincerity." The priest nodded and gave a card with numbers to Uezawa Miya, which read 18 on it, and said with a smile, "Child, this is the serial number you have been summoned. You need to wait quietly before communicating with God."

Is the order of being summoned?...No wonder these people went back and waited.

Gusawa Miya suddenly realized and turned around and sat back in his seat.

Most people came here to listen to this ode. After listening to the song, they quietly left at the back door. After the priest communicated with everyone, only twenty people were left in the church, including Hayase Urasaki Hikari and Kyujo Sikong.

Next, the priest began to call numbers according to the number plate.

The priest took them into the confessional pavilion, and the rest stayed in the church and waited patiently.

The liar that Uezawamiya saw when she came to the church had already left, and the couple he brought was still here.

Uezawamiya thought for a while and sat near them.

"Hello, do you want to ask God for something?" Uchizawamiya tried to say hello to them.

They were still very uneasy at first, and when they saw Uezawa Miya to say hello to them on their own initiative, they breathed a sigh of relief and opened up their conversation.

“My husband and wife…”

Simply put, as the man said, the couple was troubled by being unable to give birth to children.

"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Gunzawa Miya suggested.

"Of course we have been to the hospital, but the doctor said that neither of us was sick, so we thought about coming to the church."

"God really exists, right?" The woman looked at her husband beside her and said expectantly, "The Saint can really talk to God."

"That's right, as long as we communicate with God, we will definitely be able to give birth to children!" said the husband.

Uezawa Miyaki didn't say anything, it was a matter of faith and he had nothing to say.

“No. 12.”

Soon, it was the couple's turn, and they couldn't wait to stand up and come to the priest.

"Father, please."

"Please." The priest invited the two into the confessional room.

The confession room is usually used during the day. The sound inside will be louder and will be transmitted to the outside. However, it is clearly at night, but there is no sound inside.

This proves that Feng must be in the confession room, and she disguised herself as God and talked to these people with her ability.

Although there are twenty people, each conversation is very short, and each conversation takes no more than one minute.

It wasn't long before it was the turn of Usawa's palace.

Uezawa Miya was sitting in the chair in the confessional room, and in a year he would also sit on this chair.

"What do you want to say, just say it in your heart, I will listen carefully." A voice suddenly came to Uezawa Miya's mind, majestic and solemn and kind, just like the previous hymn, and it is definitely not a voice that humans can make.

"Who are you?"

"My people, I am your God. You need to say anything to me, without any politeness or concealment, and tell what you think in your heart."

This is a majestic voice that makes people unconsciously convinced.

However, Uezawa Miya sneered in his heart.

God? This is obviously Feng’s power.
Chapter completed!