Republic of China

Chapter 293 Dragon

Our ancestors told us that if the circles are different, there is no need to force integration; if people’s hearts are different, there is no need to force it.

The same is true for religious beliefs. No matter how you say it, there are so many sects originating from the belief in God in history. At the most large ones, there are Catholic Orthodox Protestantism, and at the most small ones there are Anglican sects, Congregationalists, etc., but They all arrive at the same destination by different paths, and all dharma flows. Sects only differentiate between doctrines and rituals, but their deepest cores are quite different.

Everyone believes in the One Holy Lord, and everyone resists evil corruption.

Just like Walter at this moment, he immediately saw what was brewing in the child in the arms of the missionary in white.

This pagan signed a contract with the devil, and the child was a twin spirit, a tool 'made' for the devil to come to the world to possess his body.

One of Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demons!

Although I still don't know which demon it is, facts speak louder than words. The child's eyes tell everything, which is the ironclad evidence that the 'black magic' is activated.

No matter which demon is summoned to possess him, a crisis is inevitable.

"What do the Orthodox priests do here? Even if we are not hostile to each other, we are not very friendly, right?"

If the status of both parties in the church is compared, the white-clothed missionary is actually not as good as Walter at all, but as the latter said, these people have served the devil and can no longer be treated with common sense.

After the blood sacrifice is completed, the demon will come with the help of the body, and it will be extremely difficult to resist.

"Laowa, I appreciate your kindness. I don't mean anything else. I just want to tell these foreign devils that we didn't live up to expectations before. Just because we don't live up to expectations now doesn't mean we won't live up to expectations in the future. Forty million people will always live up to expectations." There will be some miscellaneous things. Unfortunately, my knees are so hard that I can't kneel down. It doesn't matter if the sun never sets on you, no foreign devil in the world of Yanhuang can even think of speaking loudly to me. Who is the insect and who is the dragon tonight? See the real chapter under your hands."

Not to mention that there are always people who have been rising up to resist and never compromised, but the base is pitifully small. The reality is that the shell of the foreign master is easy to use, working for the foreign master is a card, and warming the bed of the foreign master is the honor of the ancestors. Who even dares to resist? Even without the foreign masters taking action, his own government was in a hurry and strangled him.

How to refute?

"Say every word."

He didn't have time to explain the details to Zhao Sanyuan.

What's the rebuttal?
In the past, Zhao Sanyuan understood clearly, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because he felt that others would kneel down, and it would be fine if he didn't kneel down.

"The sun never sets, right? I won't kill you tonight or tomorrow."

"call"

The missionary in white teased Walter in bird language.

It would be great if the scholar was here. He would definitely be able to understand what was being said. From the outside, the missionary in white was quite arrogant, with his eyes full of ridicule and contempt.

"What's the use of nagging for a long time? Why don't you tell me what the other side is doing?"

The two chatted for a long time. Zhao Sanyuan couldn't understand even half a word, but he also knew that the two sides were talking trash.

Walter's face was extremely pious, and he held the cross tightly against his chest, "The Lord is loving, the Lord is gracious, the Lord allows the people of God to spread the gospel and shed revelation, but he will never instigate the people of God to harm innocent children. You have become a minion of the devil. , even if I don’t appear here tonight, the people of God will eventually impose sanctions.”

However, at this moment, he realized that in the eyes of foreigners, there is no distinction between three and four, which is contempt for the entire nation. As long as the blood of Yan and Huang flows in the body, no one can escape.

Since you can't escape, what should you do as a common man? Zhao Sanyuan already had the answer in his heart.

Zhao Sanyuan pulled Walter, "Then what does Dogecoin say?"

What is cruel is not slander in the literal sense, but the insult brought by the other party that makes you unable to refute. Unfortunately, the current international status image of Yanhuang is so unbearable. Since the country was opened to the country by bombardment by powerful ships 90 years ago, The trend of worshiping foreign countries is prevalent, and there are countless things to do with foreigners.

Saying the most sarcastic words in front of him not only slanders him, but also degrades his nation and even the country as worthless. You can imagine how angry he is inside.

Zhao Sanyuan is not a blind man, a deaf man or a fool. From outside the pass to inside the pass, the country is not a country, and the family is not a family. In the civil war, each one is more capable than the other. In the external war, Xu Shuzheng led 8,000 people to attack Mobei Khalkha and regain the outer grassland with thunderous momentum. 1.8 million square kilometers, if you dare to say no to the great powers, the rest of us will not dare to fart loudly.

Seeing this situation, Walter became even more anxious.

Eyes with four pupils!

In less than a century, the pride and pride built over dozens of centuries were shattered.

Walter sighed, "He said that Eastern Orthodoxy is one of the mainstream sects in the world after all, and it is powerful. What is it? A despicable yellow reptile. He has no right to speak loudly in front of missionaries who belong to the Anglican Church. No need. Forced, Yanhuang women take the initiative to surrender themselves and become the lowest bitches. There is no need for an army. Yanhuang men can be shot and killed at will in the church area. Even your warlord leader has to kowtow to the Angsa people, you Yanhuang Reptiles are only allowed to lick leather shoes until the sun sets."

"Oh? Who is the Lord? Who is the devil? And who is going to judge whether it is the Lord or the devil? Those old-fashioned people in the church in our country can only stupidly hold the Bible and pray for the gospel, and pray for grace every day and every night. It is really ridiculous. In my opinion, the one who can give me stronger power is the Lord, and the one who can bring me more benefits is the Lord!”

Before Walter could explain, the missionary in white turned to look at Zhao Sanyuan and started talking again.

"No, my faith has nothing to do with my own efforts and will. It all comes from the gift of the Lord."

The reasons for this are quite complicated, but in the final analysis, you are still unsatisfied. No wonder outsiders look down on you. After all, you yourself would look down on a dog that flatters and spreads its legs as soon as you meet it.

The missionary in white looked up to the sky and laughed, not taking this theory seriously at all, "It seems that your hard work and will have made you another poor person."

The missionary in white put down the child in his arms, and the latter walked forward in a daze, the pupils hidden in his eyes getting bigger and bigger.

".Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Really? Then see if your Lord can save your life tonight!"

Do what you do best.

Walter looked anxious and hurriedly pulled Zhao Sanyuan and persuaded him: "Mr. Zhao, don't be impulsive. You don't know the details of the other party or what he has prepared. You'd better leave it to me to solve it."

At the same time, the ten masked missionaries who had been knocked down by Walter suddenly stood up, picked up the daggers in unison, and stabbed themselves in the face, and the blood was quickly soaked.

To be honest, Walter has seen Zhao Sanyuan's ability, and even his temper, and knows that this kid looks inconspicuous, but in fact he is just a living donkey.

Lighting a crumpled cigarette and slowly exhaling the smoke, Zhao Sanyuan pointed at the missionary in white with a grin.

This group of cultists have long since abandoned their faith and turned to serve the devil, which is equivalent to the disciples of the Yanhuang Buddhist family turning to serve the devil King Bo Xun. If there were no attractive benefits, how could they change their sect?

However, Zhao Sanyuan's expression was quite calm, at least there was no hint of anger on the surface.

"Holy vocations have a destiny. The gospel of the Lord should be spread to every corner of the world, instead of doing devilish things in the name of the Lord. Your evil deeds in Yanhuang are too great. Even if you try your best to cover it up, it cannot always be a secret. .”

Zhao Sanyuan's toughness made Walter helpless.

He knows this skill.

Not to mention whether he could survive the fight, even if he could, killing a Western missionary as a Yanhuang person would have very, very serious consequences, and Zhao Sanyuan should not be allowed to do it because of both emotion and reason.

The young child suddenly turned his head to the sky, his mouth opened wide, and his four pupils moved rapidly in his eye sockets.

The whole world suddenly became desolate.

The unknown feeling that made Zhao Sanyuan particularly resistant was several times stronger. Being in the middle of the game, of course he knew that the opponent was holding back something big.

I saw the young child floating slowly, a five-pointed star formation appeared on the lawn, and a burning white candle appeared under him, burning with strange green fire.

The young child took out a lancet and cut his wrist. Three drops of blood fell, just enough to extinguish the green fire on the white candle.

In an instant, the white candle expanded rapidly, all kinds of scary faces collided and merged with each other, and the indescribable visual fear shocked the nerves. Zhao Sanyuan frowned slightly.

After all, this is the first time we are dealing with foreign devils. We don’t know exactly what to do, and we don’t know what the hell the other side is doing.

Walter was an expert. From the general outline, he could almost conclude that it was the sixty-second demon among Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demons - Valak!

It is mentioned in Western "Dictionary of Hell" and "Key of Solomon", and is a serious demon.

As expected, the child was already the incarnation of Valak's vessel. Where was the shadow of white wax underneath? It turned into a translucent phantom two-headed dragon with wings, wrapping the child in its middle.

This ghost looks quite scary, but the evil feeling it exudes is not unfamiliar to Zhao Sanyuan. It is similar to the five-power god summoned by the bearded master before. It seems that all evil spells in the world are like this.

This made Zhao Sanyuan feel at ease. He didn't have to use Western magic to deal with it. It felt almost the same. I believe there would be no problem using the Yanhuang people's own methods.

Then he had two talismans in hand, ready to start.

Perhaps the visual impact brought by the Western magic was too strong. Kong Xia over there was obviously shocked, and her hand holding the small bolt unconsciously loosened a little.

Having a chance to breathe, Xiao Shuanzi sucked in air.

An adult would be frightened, let alone an innocent child.

Several flattened and crushed pancakes fell from his arms. The weight was definitely not something a child could eat.

Seeing this scene, no matter how stupid Zhao Sanyuan is, he can still guess why Xiao Shuanzi didn't sleep at home in the middle of the night, but ran out secretly.

In order to keep it secret beforehand, the brothers would definitely not tell the Ou family what they were going to do tonight. Knowing too much was not good after all, so they randomly found an excuse and said they would go to the manor outside Shimen to find work.

Ou Huang had no reason to doubt that when Xiao Shuanzi asked about his father, the former answered in the same way. Little did he know that Xiao Shuanzi had gone through an extremely struggling inner game.

Third uncle, did you lie to yourself?
Were what we said that evening under the old locust tree a lie?

After thinking about it, Xiao Shuanzi wanted to confirm it himself. He was also afraid that his uncles would go out to beg for work and would not be able to have dinner, so he baked a few cakes before setting off.

A child's evil is very pure, and a child's goodness is also very pure. The difference lies in the environment in which they grow up and their family's education.

Even though he has never met his mother and has been dependent on his father since he was a child, his personality and quality are no less than those of any young man who received an aristocratic education.

At this time, in this situation, even if tears welled up in Xiao Shuanzi's eyes, even if he was trembling with fear, and even if he struggled repeatedly in his heart, he still didn't want to ask his third uncle in person whether you had lied to him or not. I, deep down in his heart, he still believes in his third uncle.

The friendship between men has nothing to do with age.

When Zhao Sanyuan saw the expressions on those pancake crumbs and little embolus, he understood everything completely.

He smiled bitterly. After Lao Gao escaped disaster and escaped death in Yaowang Valley, he had never felt so guilty that his heart was bleeding.

I thought it was just a random joke to fool a child, but I didn't know how much irreparable damage it would cause, which might last a lifetime.

"What did he just say?" The white-clothed missionary asked Kong Xia. Now that the technique was completed, even Walter didn't take it seriously, let alone a wild boy from Yanhuang. But seeing that Zhao Sanyuan looked more arrogant than himself, he Exit enquiry.

After hearing Kong Xia's explanation, the white-clothed missionary laughed greatly, feeling that Zhao Sanyuan was as ignorant as those untouchables from Yan and Huang, who thought he was invincible just because he thought he knew a little skill.

"@#￥%"

After a meal of birdsong.

Zhao Sanyuan looked at Walter, who understood what he meant and explained: "He meant that facts speak louder than words. Since you can see the devil incarnate, you know who is the dragon and who is the insect. There is a two-headed dragon over there. What kind of dragon do you have? Mr. Zhao, you'd better retreat first. Although it's very tricky, I can handle it."

no answer.

Not even retreating.

Zhao Sanyuan looked at Xiao Shuanzi with a smile and winked mischievously.

Giving up on using the talisman, he took out the broken door curtain that represented heroic justice and draped it behind him.
This is an agreement between you and me.

Tonight will make your dreams come true, no matter what the cost.

Hot blood was flowing in the air, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with three fingers.

The palm of his right hand gently held up the yellowed scroll presented by Old Liu, and his voice was ethereal and ringing.

"The way of heaven is constant, the true meritorious deeds are outstanding!"

"The most wonderful mysterious god, the graceful Mingming!"

"The sect of the spiritual official, the seven orifices are bright!"

"The three emperors impeached and summoned, the Golden Court of Taihe!"

"Please!"

The scroll suddenly shook and opened on its own, floating in front of Zhao Sanyuan.

That white horse and silver gun!
That red tassel and iron courage!
"Please!"

The scroll continued to rotate around Zhao Sanyuan, getting faster and faster.

"Three please!"

The afterimage of the rotating scroll turned into dots and brought you starlight. Behind Zhao Sanyuan, a majestic and illusory warrior stood up slowly, and he was actually a head taller than Valak.

Upright!

Heroic and majestic!

Zhao Sanyuan intertwined his two fingers on his forehead, and the spiritual fire suddenly went out almost to the extreme. He slowly raised his head, and there were three "blood red" streaks spreading backward from the corners of his eyes.

The eyes of the general behind him suddenly opened, shining with the light of silver snow, and he was not afraid even if there were thousands of troops.

At the same time, in the ancient temple to the north of Shilibao, in front of the clay statue whose original color could not be seen clearly, the remaining wax spontaneously ignited without fire.

On the lawn outside the church, both parties were in great shock.

The missionary in white couldn't understand what this thing was. Why was it bigger than the demon he summoned?
Walter was also confused. He had seen Zhao Sanyuan's skills on the Oriental Train and originally thought he was strong enough. Unexpectedly, he had a backup plan. He had never heard of this kind of technique in the years of traveling in Yanhuang. It was by no means an ordinary mail. It’s so simple to call upon God.

Kong Xia seemed to realize something and was so shocked that her eyes almost fell out.

Zhao Sanyuan swung the copper coin sword horizontally, and the silver snow stream wrapped it, turning it into a two-foot-long silver spear.

"What kind of dragon do I have? Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

(End of this chapter)