Chapter 179 Wisdom and Preaching

"Mr. Qin, what happened just now?" Ding Zhiyong asked with concern on the ghost bus.

He also saw what happened to Mr. Qin after he got on the car. He must have discovered something unusual under the car.

The other four people in the car also pricked up their ears. They were also very curious about how a ghost rider who could easily suppress dozens of evil spirits could evacuate quickly.

Old Qin held the steering wheel and said calmly, "There is a very scary ghost in the wheat field. I sense that if we don't leave now, we will be attacked by it. I may be fine, but you will..."

Old Qin did not say anything else, but everyone knew what he meant in the end. The carriage fell silent for a moment, and even Ye Zhen, who was usually fearless, had a serious look on his face.

Although Ye Zhen considered himself extraordinary, after seeing the scene of Old Qin's attack just now, he still felt inferior to him.

Now, according to Old Qin, there is an even more powerful ghost in the wheat field. It is so terrifying that Old Qin believes that if they do not retreat, they will all die. This makes Ye Zhen understand for the first time the horror of the supernatural place.

The silence in the car continued. Looking at the dim mysterious place outside the window, none of them felt as relaxed as they had when the joint laboratory was destroyed.

Old Qin also had a serious look on his face. He had actually discovered the evil ghost hiding in the dark in the wheat field. The other party was waiting for him to reveal a flaw. This seemingly wise move reminded him of some bad experiences when he was young.

"With the beginning of the spiritual revival, even these half-human, half-ghost monsters have appeared. It's time to catch up with old friends."

Mr. Qin made a decision in his mind. He turned the steering wheel and the bus immediately changed direction.

Under the illumination of car lights, the road is constantly generated and spreads into the distance.

beep-

I don’t know how long it was, but when the bus passed by an old house, Mr. Qin suddenly honked the horn.

The dull sound of the horn echoed in the empty ghostly place, attracting attention.

After hearing the horn, Ye Zhen and others looked out the window and saw an ancient house located in this mysterious place. As if attracted by the horn sound, the door of the ancient house was slowly opening.

"Mr. Qin, what is this?" Fang Shiming asked.

When Mr. Qin saw the gate of the ancient house open, he slammed on the brakes and stopped the ghost bus. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm going to see an old friend. After I leave, the bus will automatically run. The next stop is Dazhou City. You can just get off at that time."

After finishing speaking, Old Qin got out of the car. The five people in the car looked at each other in surprise as they watched Old Qin slowly walk into the ancient house.

The ghost bus automatically closed its doors the next moment, restarted and drove away into the distance.

"There are still living people living in this mysterious place?"

Yang Zili tightened the quilt around him, feeling incredible: "How did they do this?"

No one else in the carriage could give an answer, because this was beyond their comprehension. How powerful must this ghost rider be to be able to live in a spooky place full of evil spirits?
The bus continued to move forward, and the surrounding environment began to brighten. After leaving the ancient house, this mysterious place, they indeed arrived in the real world.

Headquarters, underground laboratory.

Zhao Jianguo hung up the phone and said to Wang Xiaoming with a smile, "Ye Zhen and his team have returned to China safely. This mission went very smoothly. Not only did they successfully destroy Dejian's joint laboratory, but they also brought back all the evil spirits in their laboratory."

Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, "It seems that the storage bag I made has worked."

"Haha! It's definitely the storage bag's credit." Zhao Jianguo said with a smile: "The storage bag the professor made this time is far beyond my imagination, especially the ability to store gold, which saves me a lot of trouble."

Speaking of storage bags, Zhao Jianguo's face showed excitement. He originally approached Wang Xiaoming just to ask him to make an item that could store evil spirits. He planned to use it in conjunction with the fake death yellow paper during the mission to take away all the evil spirits in the Dejian Joint Laboratory.

He knew that this task would definitely not be difficult for Wang Xiaoming, because he had come into contact with some storage backpacks made by Wang Xiaoming before. What he had to do now was just to strengthen the storage backpack so that it could store evil spirits for a long time.

He just didn't expect that the finished product would bring him such a big surprise, even breaking the iron rule that gold cannot be affected by the supernatural.

Wang Xiaoming replied calmly: "I'm glad I can help!"

In fact, when Zhao Jianguo asked him for help, Wang Xiaoming was studying space-type spells. Based on the spatial changes of the ruler-like ghost and the analysis of the basic structure of the ghost domain, he had created his own space spells.

Therefore, when making the storage backpack, he used the knowledge of the potion system in refining extraordinary weapons. In other words, the storage bag he refined this time was actually an extraordinary item, not a supernatural item.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and finally Zhao Jianguo told them the purpose of his visit, which was to ask Wang Xiaoming to make more storage bags in case of emergency.

Wang Xiaoming did not refuse and nodded in agreement.

The process of making the storage bag was also the process of him digesting the craftsman's potion.

Three days passed in a flash.

The spiritual world was peaceful, and no one knew that three days ago, the headquarters had avenged its previous actions and successfully attacked the Dejian Joint Laboratory.

The ghost-controller website also discusses various supernatural events and conflicts between some ghost-controller forces.

The only thing worth mentioning is that a ghost-controlling force called the Perfect Church has emerged in Europe. In just half a month, it has recruited several ghost-controlling forces with outstanding strength. It has even been adopted as a state religion by a small country and has become a hot topic on ghost-controlling websites.

Many ghost riders are very curious about this newly emerged perfect church. It is really unimaginable to let a group of ghost riders believe in the so-called Lord of Perfection.

Where are the gods in this world? The Perfect Church will not last long. This is what most people on the Ghost Rider website think.

Just as everyone guessed, the Perfect Church did encounter some minor troubles.

Just as the sky was getting light, a battle between ghost riders suddenly broke out in a castle in a small European country called Ya.

"Henry, Amy... do you really want to betray the Lord of Perfection?" The missionary stood on the castle holding a black book, looking down at the man and woman below.

"You damned Lord of Perfection, stop playing tricks here," Henry said viciously, "I'm tired of praying every day, I'm not going to play with you anymore."

Amy on the side also said: "I have my own beliefs. The Lord of Perfection is a false god. He cannot bring me peace."

"You two are such a disappointment," the missionary shook his head. "The church helped you solve your problem, but you are not only ungrateful, but you even dare to slander the great and perfect Lord. Death will be your only destination."

"Hahaha! You can't do anything to us," Henry laughed wildly. "I know you are very strong, so I have contacted the Round Table in advance. They should be here by now."

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures appeared beside Henry and Amy. The one leading them was the jailer with a yin-yang head and a hammer in his hand.

"Missionary, we of the Round Table will protect them both." After the jailer appeared, he walked to the front and looked directly at the missionary.

Seeing the people from the Round Table had arrived, Henry became even more arrogant and shouted:
"Preacher, disband your church as soon as possible. There are no gods in this world. If there are gods, they are us ghost riders. We are the gods of ordinary people." Amy said at the side: "You are the only one who believes in the so-called Lord of Perfection. Look behind you, how many people will take action because of a non-existent god?"

There were seven or eight ghost riders standing sparsely behind the missionary. They were all ghost riders who had joined the church in recent days, and this castle was the place where he was responsible for receiving new recruits.

Faced with the provocation of the Round Table, these ghost riders did not resist, but watched the development of the situation with indifference.

They had just joined the Perfect Church and had no sense of belonging to the church, nor had they ever felt the power of the Perfect Lord.

But even in the face of such a situation, the missionary still looked indifferent, his expression did not change at all, he first glanced at the ghost rider behind him, then looked at Henry and Amy below, and said:
"The Lord of Perfection will punish you for your blasphemous behavior."

Then the missionary began to chant the name of the Lord of Perfection in a low voice, as if he was really asking God to punish Henry and Amy.

Everyone was puzzled by this scene, and Henry laughed wildly, "If you can really ..."

Henry's voice suddenly disappeared, giving the jailer a bad feeling. He quickly turned around and looked at Henry's position. He saw that Henry and Amy beside him were both captured by an invisible force, like statues. They opened their mouths to speak, but could not utter a word.

But the jailer did not find any supernatural power in the two people.

He pointed at the two people who were frozen in place and asked in shock: "Missionary, what did you do to them?"

The missionary retracted his prayer posture and said calmly: "I just want the blasphemer to feel the greatness of my Lord."

Boom!
Thunder roared in the clear sky, and fear was revealed in Henry and Amy's eyes. They all sensed an extremely powerful force descending from the void, trying to wipe them out.

They wanted to struggle and beg for mercy, but it was too late. They were immobilized and didn't even have the right to speak.

The next moment, Henry and Amy were like chalk drawings on a blackboard, being erased inch by inch. In just two or three seconds, the two powerful ghost riders completely disappeared in front of everyone.

The most terrifying thing is that not even the evil spirits were left.

You have to know that evil ghosts are immortal. Even if the ghost rider dies, the evil ghost in his body should remain. But now the evil ghosts in Henry and the other person have completely disappeared.

It disappeared right under the noses of nearly ten ghost riders.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the three people from the Round Table or the ghost riders behind the missionaries who had just joined the Perfect Church, none of them could remain calm. They really couldn't understand it. Could it be that the gods really took action?

However, the jailer quickly came to his senses and thought that everything he saw was a trick of the missionary.

With the death of Henry and the other two, the Round Table's mission ended in failure. The jailer looked at the missionary deeply and said, "I underestimated you. You must have done something to these two people, which led to their easy death. I don't want to make things difficult for you. Let's just pretend that what happened today never happened, okay?"

"How stupid." The missionary shook his head and took action.

The black book in his hand opened and closed, and one ghost rider behind the jailer was missing. Then it opened and closed again, and another ghost rider was also sealed into the black book.

However, the missionary's attack did not stop. He opened and closed the black book again and said, "You are no match for me. Just surrender!"

"You..." The jailer's face changed drastically, and he quickly swung the hammer in his hand to block in front of him. Invisible spiritual power waves came, but were blocked by the hammer.

Before the jailer could be happy, the hammer in his hand disappeared.

"So strong! How is it possible? How could the missionary become so strong in less than a month?" The jailer opened the ghost domain and began to flee in panic.

"This is definitely the strength of a top ghost tamer. The missionary has controlled the third evil ghost!"

The jailer could clearly sense the missionary's power. This feeling of oppression was completely different from the previous time when they went to the Renguo headquarters together.

Huh? !

This is where?

In order to escape from the missionaries' pursuit, the jailer used the ghost realm to move continuously and had lost his way. At this moment, he appeared in a desolate land surrounded by darkness.

"Something's wrong. It's clearly daytime now, but why does it feel like dusk here? Could it be that I've been trapped in a supernatural event?"

The jailer looked around and began to calmly analyze his current situation. Suddenly, he shuddered and looked up at the sky.

A huge human face appeared in the originally dim sky. The bridge of its nose was like a towering mountain and its mouth was like an endless abyss. But if one looked closely, he would find that this face was very familiar... It was the face of a missionary!

"Got you!" said the missionary.

The deafening sound resounded through the heavens and earth, shaking the jailer's body, but at this moment he could no longer care about these things. There was only despair in his heart. He was sealed in the black book.

outside world,

When the missionary reappeared, the three jailers were no longer there.

He calmly glanced at the new ghost riders who had joined the church. Wherever his eyes went, the ghost riders lowered their heads to show their submission.

"Come back with me and continue today's morning prayers, praying to the great and perfect Lord." The missionary said lightly.

"Yes!" All the ghost riders responded in unison.

Preaching is so simple and so ordinary. As long as you show powerful means, there will be no non-believers.

Wang Xiaoming, who was on the other side of the earth, withdrew his gaze at this moment.

He saw everything that happened here just now. He was the one who wiped out Henry and the other two. As for the disappeared evil spirits, he collected them into the Wilderness of Knowledge.

The reason why Henry and the other two were dealt with so easily by him was that they had once pronounced his name, prayed to him, and left their marks on the Wilderness of Knowledge.

He was already familiar with such things. He had always been watching the establishment and development of the Perfect Church. During its development, betrayal and conflict were inevitable.

At the same time, the gains were also considerable. At this time, the number of people who knew the Lord of Perfection and prayed by his name had exceeded 100,000.

Most of them are ordinary people who are curious about the establishment of the state religion of Xiaoya Kingdom. They simply try to pray and leave their mark in the wilderness of knowledge.

And as the influence of the Perfect Church continues to grow, this number is still growing.

(End of this chapter)