The man at the front of the queue was moved when he heard what Hong Renkun said.
However, at this time, the bell in the spire tower in Daqin Temple rang: "Dang...dang..."
After the nine bells rang, the man had changed his mind. He shook his head to Hong Renkun and refused: "Brother, it's not that I don't want you to go first, it's just that if I agree to you, I will have to go to the end of the line... ... Daqin Temple is never open for 'baptism' for more than two hours. Now it's been an hour. I'm afraid that if I agree to you, this baptism won't be..."
Before the man finished speaking, Hong Renkun nodded and interrupted him: "I understand."
"Sorry for hugging -" the man nodded and apologized to Hong Renkun. He bent down and suddenly felt a strong wind coming, and then, he received a solid punch in the face!
The man's eyelids suddenly turned black, he raised his head, and looked at the tall square-faced man with a mixture of shock and anger, as if he was looking at a lunatic: "You, what are you doing?!
How do you hit someone?
This is the entrance to the temple!"
The people queuing up suddenly became noisy when they saw this farce.
Most of them were holding their arms and looking coldly at the situation at the front of the team. They felt that even if the two people at the front of the team were beaten, it would not affect them at all, so they all had the attitude of watching the excitement.
Some people felt that Hong Renkun was too conceited and they chided him a few times.
When Hong Renkun glanced at those who accused him, those people became quiet again.
After all, with Renkun's physique, there is not even one person in the current team who can be taller or stronger than him.
Hong Renkun turned back to the man covering his eyes and said with a smile: "People in the temple don't care about things outside, so don't worry, brother.
Can this guy take a beating? How many punches can he take from me?
If you don’t want to take the beating, you’d better get to the end of the queue as soon as possible to avoid too much pain.”
"You are so unreasonable!" The man saw that the people around him who were fighting for him fell silent. He looked at Hong Renkun with some fear. He already wanted to retreat in his heart, but he was so sad and angry that he couldn't help it. I argued with Hong Renkun for a few more words.
Boom!
Hong Renkun didn't waste any more words and punched him in the right eye socket again.
Now, both of his eye circles were black and blue, and they looked symmetrical.
The man was beaten until tears fell down, and he did not dare to say anything more. He crawled on the ground and stood at the end of the queue. Only when he was far away did he dare to curse in a low voice: "Villain! Villain!" ...It’s so unreasonable. What’s wrong with the world, allowing bullies like this to run rampant everywhere. Ouch, it hurts me to death..."
Hong Renkun successfully ranked at the front of the queue.
The black-robed red-haired foreign Taoist priest inside the iron fence watched this scene happen, but he said nothing and had no reaction.
A Liang stood on Hong Renkun's side. He didn't dare to look back, but he also knew the emotions in the eyes of those behind him looking at him and Renkun.
It was a little scared and whispered to Hong Renkun: "Renkun, what are you doing? You weren't like this before, why are you taking other people's seats?
You have to apologize to people properly and don't do this again next time.
Good people wouldn’t do this…”
"I'm saving him." Hong Renkun turned his head, looked at the rotten A Liang with serious eyes, and said to him, "Everything I did was a good deed. It's better to give him two punches than to watch. It would be better if he lost his life.
In urgent matters, follow authority.
This kind of thing cannot be explained by explanation alone.
It would be easier to just punch and kick."
"You, you, you - do you hit someone, or do you save him?
Or an act of kindness?
I—" A Liang looked at Hong Renkun in shock, his eyes filled with blood and pus, and rolled out.
Renkun casually caught the eyeball that fell off and put it back into the eye socket of A Liang. His movements were so natural, as if he had done this thousands of times before.
When people around him looked at his actions, they could only see that he patted his companion's face, and they didn't see anything unusual at all - even A Liang himself didn't notice anything unusual.
At this time, the foreign Taoist priest guarding the iron fence turned his attention to Hong Renkun. Hong Renkun looked calm, but A Liang nervously bent down and bowed to the priest.
"now you."
The foreign Taoist priest uttered harsh words.
Hong Renkun nodded and went to the iron gate.
"Be serious, Renkun!" A Liang ordered from behind him.
Hearing A Liang's voice, Hong Renkun turned back and looked at the maggot-covered face. In his eyes, the rotten face turned back into the appearance of the young man with thick eyebrows and small eyes.
A Liang, who has thick eyebrows and small eyes, grinned: "When you are baptized, I will celebrate it for you! I paid you ten days' wages!"
Hong Renkun sighed, walked to A Liang again, and patted his shoulder: "A Liang, you are a good person.
It's a pity that you didn't even climb up to this shore. I want to save your life, but there's nothing I can do...
Just keep the wages for yourself, and I’ll have a drink with you again when I get the chance.”
Hong Renkun turned around and walked into the iron gate.
A Liang was knocked away by the second person in line. He staggered a few times, stabilized his body, and stared at the figure walking into the domed hall with rotten eyes - he did not understand Hong Renkun's words, such as what the other party said: What has not climbed to this shore, what has crossed my own life... Aren't I living well right now?
But he understood 'parting'.
Renkun's words already contained the meaning of farewell.
"Where are you going?
I've booked a table at Dingxiang House for you this time..." A Liang murmured to himself, suddenly feeling a lot of sadness in his heart.
——
Hong Renkun stepped into the domed hall and passed through the first dark door. The light behind the door suddenly brightened. In the boundless white light, the black-robed priest with a cross pendant on his chest put his hands together and looked at him coldly. Examining him: "Enter through the door behind me, and you can ask any questions to the priests, oracles, officiants, and angels you meet along the way.
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It’s all in your questions.”
After the foreign Taoist priest in black robe and yellow hair spoke, a cluster of fire suddenly burst out from above his head. The fire light ignited it and turned it into a candle on the lamp stand.
The candles were burning brightly, but the light throughout the lower hall was quickly fading.
The darkness condensed into an iron wall, and the iron wall surrounded a dark door.
——This door is what the black-robed foreign Taoist priest just called the ‘door’ behind him.
Hong Renkun walked through the iron darkness and pushed open the dark door. The endless darkness behind the door rushed towards him. The vast darkness was the leather robe of a priest.
The pale-faced, white-haired foreign Taoist priest was surrounded by this dark leather robe and became infinitely larger in front of Hong Renkun's eyes.
Renkun was wrapped in this black sea-like leather robe, his expression as calm as ever. He looked up at the infinitely large foreign Taoist priest, higher than the highest mountain, and asked: "I have no father, no mother, no genealogy.
, no beginning of life, no end of life - this is similar to the son of a 'living father'.
This is stipulated in the purpose.
who I am?"
Upon hearing Hong Renkun's question, the infinitely large and tall foreign Taoist priest's leather robe rolled up, and his leather robe turned into black mirrors, and all the mirrors reflected Hong Renkun's figure.
In those black mirrors, there was only the figure of Hong Renkun.
It never reflected his father, mother, his relatives, the beginning of his life, nor the end of his life!
The foreign Taoist priest who was infinitely big and tall suddenly became infinitely small and dwarfed before Hong Xiuquan's eyes.
In contrast to it, Hong Renkun has become infinitely taller and infinitely larger!
Hong Renkun continued: "This person, who has no father, no mother, no genealogy, no beginning of life, no end of life, is similar to the son of the 'living father', but he is the high priest of the 'father'."
“Who is the High Priest of ‘Father’?”
"The Living Father, who is the forerunner, who has become the eternal High Priest in the name of - has entered within the veil for us.
In whose name did the Living Father also become the High Priest?”
After asking these three questions in succession, the infinitesimal Taoist priest finally stopped keeping silent. There was no expression on his pale face, but his fearful voice rang out in the darkness: "Melchizedek!"
"Melchizedek! Melchizedek!"
"Who am I?" Hong Renkun asked again.
"Melchizedek, Melchizedek, Melchizedek!" The voice in the darkness became more and more frightened!
"Melchizedek - before the living father, I precede the living father, can I be the heavenly brother?" Hong Renkun asked with a smile.
"Brother Tian!"
The voice of praising Brother Tian spread through the darkness, and the infinitely small body of the foreign Taoist priest shattered. A dark fire burst out from the top of its head. The fire covered the darkness all around, making people in the black fire unable to see.
Clear the next door in the room!
But when Hong Renkun was here, he didn't need to tell the direction at all.
He walked forward, and the 'door' was in front of him.
He opened the door——
In the empty hall, there is only a statue of the edict.
The statue was in the hall, but it felt like it was in another gloomy world. Its gaze was projected from the extremely distant gloomy world and fell on Hong Renkun.
Hong Renkun did not look at it, but focused his gaze on the cross behind it.
"What's the use of the cross?" Hong Renkun asked.
"The Living Father endured the punishment on this cross. This is a clear proof of the Living Father's sanctity and a signpost for the Living Father's coming to the world." The statue of the teaching suddenly opened its mouth and answered Hong Renkun's question.
"My father was tortured and died because of this. These are the shackles that sealed my brother. How can it be a signpost for his coming to the world?" Hong Renkun asked again.
Jiaoyu's eyes became colder and colder. It stared at Hong Renkun's square face and asked Hong Renkun: "What do you want?"
"Take off the cross."
Hong Renkun replied.
Buzz!
The cross hanging behind the instruction suddenly trembled, as if an invisible hand had grasped it and kneaded it tightly - bursts of dark powder shook off the cross, and the cross slowly explored,
Finally, it was completely kneaded into powder by that invisible hand and completely disappeared!
This time, the ‘cross’ was really removed!
boom!
The moment the cross was shattered, the statue of the teaching also shattered into dust!
From the dust in the hall, many furious roars could be heard: "Weird demons! Weird demons! Weird demons!"
Such a violent roar was suppressed by another weak but firm voice: "Brother Tian! Brother Tian——"
Renkun ignored all these noises. He walked across the hall and did not see any door in the bright hall. There was only a spring pool in the center of the hall, and pure water flowed in the spring pool -
- As long as he is contaminated with some water, he will be considered to have bathed in divine grace, received baptism, and can walk out of this palace intact.
This is the result that many people dream of.
Even if Hong Renkun had bathed here, he himself would not die like the previous people. He could still walk out of the Daqin Temple alive and well.
In countless years, he was the first person to walk out of the Daqin Temple alive!
"Where are the angels?
I have other questions!" Hong Renkun frowned and asked dissatisfiedly into the empty hall.
No one responded to him.
No angel has ever come.
He looked around, then suddenly walked up to a white wall in the hall, clenched his fists, and the muscles on his arms bulged--he punched out!