"It seems like the devil probably won." The female dean pointed at the cross inserted between the bones and said, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up like this."
Uncle Jiu shook his head: "If the ghost had won, your foreign... church would have cut off its inheritance long ago. So, he should have won at the expense of himself."
"There is no point in discussing who wins and who loses." Qin Yao came to the wall, stood between two picture frames hanging on the wall, and knocked on one of the picture frames: "This should be the Father Lei mentioned by the dean.
Bar?"
The female dean nodded slightly: "That's right. More than ten years ago, two priests came here with the glory of the Lord and built this church from scratch."
"Father Qi sacrificed himself, where is Father Lei?" Qin Yao asked.
Female dean: "I don't know, but judging from the results, he should be dead too."
Qin Yao thought of the foreign zombie in the movie. To be precise, it should be called a vampire, and said in a deep voice: "Not necessarily."
Female dean: "???"
"Captain, please take someone to make some torches." Qin Yao did not explain, but glanced around the rest room, and finally focused on a wooden door in the inner room.
Lou Xiaoguang followed his gaze, and his heart tightened: "Do you suspect that all the bats are hiding in this house?"
Qin Yao nodded and asked the female dean: "There should be a window in this inner room, right?"
"Yes, this is a bedroom."
"If what I expected is correct, the window must be open or broken," Qin Yao said.
"Then should we seal the windows first and then burn the bats to prevent fish from slipping through the net?" Lou Xiaoguang suggested.
Qin Yao waved his hand: "This church is just a gathering place for bats in your village. We have to find their origin through the bats in the church. Otherwise, even if the whole house is burned to death, there will be bats coming from other places."
Come here, you still can’t solve the problem?”
"If that's the case, why do we need torches?"
Qin Yao glanced at him: "Protect you. If there is no threat of flames and hundreds of bats rush at your face, can you withstand it?"
Lou Xiaoguang imagined that scene and shuddered suddenly.
Soon after, eight members of the security team brought sixteen torches. Qin Yao kicked open the wooden door of the inner room. A group of bats were frightened and subconsciously rushed towards the door.
The members of the security team thrust their torches forward one after another. Sensing the threat of the flames, the bats turned around and rushed upward, crackling against the wall.
"Shoot, kill them." Lou Xiaoguang shouted.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The gunshots sounded like firecrackers, and bats fell one by one. However, until the security team emptied all the bullets in the guns, the ground was covered with bat corpses, and there were not a few bats wandering in the room.
"Look at the roof." Qin Yao said.
Everyone looked up and felt trembling in their hearts.
I saw countless bats crowded on the roof, not only densely packed, but also stacked layer after layer...
Uncle Jiu stepped into the inner room, flipped his hands and took out a yellow talisman. With a slight shake, the yellow talisman spontaneously ignited and was thrown to the roof.
"Master Lin, our guns are useless, your little yellow talisman..." Lou Xiaoguang said.
"boom!"
When Huang Fu came into contact with the bat, it suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and the torrential flames interrupted all doubts.
"Zhizhizhi..."
Countless bats struggled desperately in the sea of fire and rushed to the window in groups.
Unfortunately, there were too many bats and the window was too small. Only some bats escaped, and more were engulfed by the flames.
"You take people to stay here to protect the nuns, Qin Yao, follow me." Uncle Jiu pointed at Lou Xiaoguang, turned around and ran outside the house.
Lou Xiaoguang opened his mouth and wanted to reply, but before he could say anything, the master and apprentice disappeared.
People under the control of fear will want to go home and return to the collective, and the same goes for bats.
Groups of bats that survived the catastrophe flew out of the window, screaming strangely and flying in the same direction.
Uncle Jiu and Qin Yao had magical talismans attached to their legs and ran across the ground like lightning, closely following the bats.
Time flies, night bids farewell to dusk, and darkness quickly falls between heaven and earth.
In the low mid-air, countless bats returned to their nests like baby swallows and threw themselves into a gloomy mountain. The night wind blew the poplar trees all over the mountain, and the leaves rustled, which sounded like clapping hands.
In folklore, it is called ghost clapping hands.
Qin Yao summoned the Gauss pistol and said cautiously: "Master, there is no one living in this wilderness. Let's just set fire to the mountain. Otherwise, if there is a huge bat nest in the mountain, how many people can we kill even if we try our best?"
"Although there is no one in the mountain, there must be more than one kind of creature like bats. Setting fire to the mountain and massacring the creatures would harm the harmony of the heaven and the moral integrity." Uncle Jiu shook his head and said.
Qin Yao: "..."
All right.
They are here to earn some karma. If they end up losing money by burning mountains, wouldn’t this day be a waste of time?
Later.
The master and apprentice walked quietly into the forest. Uncle Jiu took out the compass from his arms and stretched out his hand to shoot a golden light into it.
The compass pointer trembled slightly and suddenly changed direction, guiding the two of them forward. After a while, it led them to an old and dilapidated wooden house.
"Wooden house...these bats are raised by humans!" Uncle Jiu's heart sank.
"There should be no problem with burning this wooden house, right?" Qin Yao said.
He never forgot about arson.
Uncle Jiu was speechless. He took out a fire talisman from his arms and handed it to Qin Yao: "It seems that if I don't let you set the fire today, you won't be able to feel happy."
Qin Yao smiled, took the Fire Talisman, poured mana into it, lit it, and threw it towards the cabin.
"boom!"
The flaming talisman fell on the roof and instantly turned into a roaring fire, setting the entire roof on fire.
"Peng."
Suddenly, a huge object crashed into the roof and rose into the night sky. It turned out to be a huge bat three to four meters long, with its wings spread out to seven or eight meters, like an ancient vicious bird.
With a roar, the huge bat swooped down, carrying a violent wind, and slammed into the master and apprentice.
"stop."
"Snapped!"
Qin Yao raised his hand and fired a shot. The bullet shot through the air like a laser and hit the bat's face quickly, knocking the bat's head back.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
His face was covered in blood.
Uncle Jiu drew out his mahogany sword, stretched out his hand and touched the sword. The sword instantly lit up with golden light, rose through the air, and rushed towards the bat's chest.
"when!"
When the wooden sword stabbed the bat's chest, it was as if it were stabbed on gold and copper. The sword shook and made a metallic trembling sound.
Uncle Jiu's expression changed, he summoned the wooden sword, bit off his index finger, used the blood as a talisman, and drew it on the sword body.
When the talisman was completed, the wooden sword flew across the sky.
With a pop, a sonic cry came out of the bat's mouth, and the wooden sword finally penetrated its chest. The magic power in the sword continued to rush into its body, causing immeasurable trauma!