Although Guazawa Miya was disdainful, he deliberately lowered his head and said in his heart: "My parents crashed due to a plane a few years ago. God, I want to ask, have they been to heaven?"

"Do you parents? They're living in heaven so you don't have to worry at all."

The sound that rang in Uezawa Miya's mind was majestic and merciful.

"They are those who passed away in my beloved and need no more purification. They will gather with Jesus, Mary, the angels and the saints to form the heavenly church, where they see me "face to face" and live in the communion of love and bring you prayers."

"So, look forward, they see everything about you, and your journey will be blessed by them."

The other party's remark attracted Usawa Miyagi. Usawa Miyagi wanted to continue asking, but suddenly, the voice in his mind disappeared, replaced by the voice of the priest in reality.

"Time is up."

"Is this time over?" Uchizawa Miyaki frowned.

"Communication with God is conveyed through the Holy Maiden, and one minute is already the limit." The priest pretended to be regretful.

“Is it okay to increase the money?”

"No." The priest refused firmly, "One person only has one chance to worship at night. If you still want to communicate with God, you have to wait for the next evening. The saint who communicates with God also needs to rest."

Uezawa Miya understood that this was doing hunger marketing. There were so few things to ask in a minute. It was just a matter of saying a few words, and it took less than a minute.

If you earn one million yen per minute, you still have no business. Zemiya was moved in this business.

"I see."

Although he was a little reluctant, Uezawa Miya had to walk out of the confession room. He saw the scene of the priest standing next to him and Feng sitting on the stool.

"So, do you think this prayer is satisfied?" The priest walked out of the confessional room with a smile on his face.

Of course he wanted to laugh, but he was just imitating God, and easily earned money that a normal person could catch in a year in one minute.

"It's not enough, I still want to talk to God." Guazawa Miya sighed lightly, deliberately making a reluctant look.

His appearance was satisfying the priest. He smiled and said, "Then, you must remember to come next evening. As long as you still believe in God, God will come to you. Okay, leave."

The priest turned around and prepared to call the next person's number.

"Sir, can I stay in the church tonight?" Gunzawa Miya suddenly made a request, saying, "It's already early morning, my house is far away, and I'm worried about danger. If not, I can pay some sacrifices as night accommodation."

"Indeed, it's already very late today. Just stay here. It's the church's responsibility to provide a couch for the believers. This little money is not needed." The priest thought for a moment and agreed to Uezawa's request, "Let the Saint take you there."

"Thank you."

Feng stood up from the seat at the call of the priest, walked out of the confessional room with a numb expression, said softly, "Come with me" and walked towards the backyard of the church, and Uezawa Miyaki followed her.

When he came to the backyard and was away from the priest, Uezawamiya couldn't wait to speak: "Sir, can we talk about it?"

"We have nothing to talk about. If you want to talk, you should go to God or find a priest." Feng's face turned cold and he continued to walk forward.

However, Shangzawa Guardi took two steps quickly and stopped Feng.

"The person I'm looking for is you. The so-called communication with God is actually just a superpower." Uchizawa Miya pointed to his head, "For example... telepathy?"

"I don't understand what you are saying." Feng looked at Uchizawa Miya coldly.

"Don't pretend to be stupid in front of me, I know everything about you." Guestawamiya whispered, "You have killed anyone."

"you......!"

Feng was about to say "How do you know?", but her mouth was covered by Ushizawa's quick eyes and hands. She subconsciously used the power of her telepathy.

"Let me go!"

This sentence was directly passed into Uchizawa Miya's mind.

"I'll let go now." Guzemiya quickly let go of her and smiled, "Just like what I said, you have unique abilities."

"What do you want to do? Why do you know this?" Feng's eyes changed, and he became sharp and stared at Uchizawa Miya.

"Can we communicate telepathically now?" Guazawa Miya pointed at himself and pointed at Feng again, "It's already late at night. If you wake up the nun who is sleeping, it won't be better off ending?"

"What do you want to do?" Feng said nothing, staring at Uzawa Miya's eyes and repeated her question in Uzawa Miya's mind.

"Then I'll just say it, I want you to tell me what the priest is planning." said Uchizawa Miya.

"I don't understand what you mean." Feng said coldly.

"So, let me introduce myself. First of all, do you believe me?" Uezawamiya said his opening remark.

"Don't believe it."

"I just knew..." Guazawamiya shrugged and suddenly raised an inexplicable topic, "Have you read "Dragon Ball"? It's the comic about the Super Saiyans."

Feng frowned. The sentence was full of no end. She didn't understand the meaning of the language of Uchizawa Miya. However, she nodded: "I've seen it."

Although Feng was restricted by the priest and the old nun in his actions, the church had many books, and in addition to the Bible, there were many comics, donated by volunteers, including Dragon Balls.

"Just just see it." Uchizawa Miya's expression became serious and he said seriously, "Actually, like Trunks, I come from the future, but the future is very miserable. I will return to the past in order to change the tragic situation of the future. For me, this is already a year ago."

"...Is this a year ago?" Feng couldn't believe it. She subconsciously thought that it was Uezawa Miya was talking nonsense.

"Yes, for me, it's already a year ago. Now a year later, you are my girlfriend, and we are about to get married." Guazawa Miya said nonsense with a serious expression.

Feng thought that Uezawa Miya had some insight, but when he heard him say this, he was angry and laughed: "How could I be your girlfriend? I am the saint of the church, and it is impossible for the priest to let go."

"You are right. Under normal circumstances, the priest will not throw away your money tree. However, a year later, the priest's charge of using your ability to commit economic fraud was exposed, and the church evening service was discovered.

In order to shirk off the charge, he put all the blame on you, saying that you are the culprit of everything and that everything is planned by you."

Uezawa Miya whispered, "I know, although you are called a saint, you are not free for a day. You are ordered by priests and old nuns every day. You want to resist, but because they hold the evidence of your murder in their hands, they can only obey unwillingly.
Chapter completed!