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Chapter 442 An important historical node
Li Mumu arrived at the headquarters of the New Immortality Sect. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lao Zhangtou happily eating fish pot stewed with tofu, served by two beauties.

Lao Zhangtou was the puppet master that she and Xia Yubing captured before.

His real name is Zhang Deshun, and he is nicknamed the Eight-Armed Arhat in the world. He is proficient in the art of mechanical puppets and can make the puppets move like ordinary people. People can't tell the real person among them at all.

But he was not a descendant of the Moh family, but came from the Tianmen City Machinery Manufacturing Bureau. He was reported for embezzling public funds and misappropriating materials, and spent several years in prison. It was not until the young emperor of the previous dynasty ascended the throne that the Amnesty for the World was released.

Since then, Lao Zhangtou has embarked on a crooked path.

What he practices is the craftsman heretic method among the twelve methods. Over the years, he has been licking blood in the world. With his exquisite puppetry, he has repeatedly saved dangers. He has done a lot of dirty work and made a lot of dirty money.

Unexpectedly, Wanjie was in danger and fell into the hands of three girls.

Although the old man was greedy for money, he also believed in loyalty to the world. He would rather be beaten to death than reveal his friend in the world who had wronged Kinmen. He only said that if he betrayed his friend, he would not be able to survive in the world in the future.

In exchange, he willingly signed a long-term labor contract with Winston, or it could be said to be a slave contract. From then on, he became a member of the New Immortality Sect and became the first guardian of the sect.

Li Mumu always felt that he was looking for a place to retire.

Feeling the chill coming from behind, Lao Zhangtou's pupils shrank slightly.

Seeing him sitting there eating hot tofu with a sip of wine, Li Mumu felt an unknown anger in her heart.

"The Coffin Lady is practicing in the secret room downstairs."

I'm sitting under my own statue in a red shroud, eating tofu with a rotten old man like you?

Li Mumu glanced at the hot pot on his table.

The old man is a thief. He can see that Xia Yubing and Li Mumu are young and energetic, and usually don't like to take care of things. Winsty is even more like a dragon, and basically can't find anyone. Except for a foreign devil with relatively strong working ability, no one in this new mountain gate can restrain him.

Lao Zhangtou hurriedly asked: "Have you had a meal at night? Why don't we eat something together?"

Where can you find such a relaxed and leisurely working environment?
In addition, Max is also greedy for money. When the two money lovers sat together, they quickly found a common language and became like brothers without any barriers.

Feeling the murderous look in Li Mumu's eyes, he immediately shut his mouth and did not dare to speak anymore.

Before, this room was just a backup safe house for the Immortality Cult. After getting the former bishop's personal property, Max simply rented out the entire apartment building and renovated it.

"Where's Amber?"

After finding an excuse to give Lao Zhang a scolding, Li Mumu came to the basement.

If this spreads out, I will lose my reputation!
At such an old age, I don’t understand anything about human nature.

Li Mumu ordered coldly.

He put down his wine glass and chopsticks tremblingly, turned around to look at Li Mumu, who was full of resentment, quickly lowered his head and said with a smile: "Ms. Shroud..."

I was caught fishing for money at work, what should I do? The leader is still a monster and evil spirit who is not easy to talk to.

"Don't eat in the church in the future. Open the windows for ventilation, and then light incense to suppress the smell."

The food looks so delicious, it makes me greedy!
As for the two beauties, it didn't matter. They were puppets made by Lao Zhangtou himself. They were exactly the same as real people unless he looked carefully. Li Mumu even suspected that he had killed two living people and then installed some parts into his stomach.

Why are you so happy?

Although it is just a leather bag company, the shelf must be supported. If you don't even have this air, how can those immigrants listen to your casual lies?

The organizational structure of a complete cult is no less than that of a regular company.

Now one-third of the rooms in this apartment building have been used by Max. There is a church dedicated to preaching, which enshrines the statues of the two angels of the underworld, scarlet and amber. Next to it are rooms dedicated to worshiping Sanqing Taoist ancestors, prayer rooms and rest rooms for believers, and a mourning hall for enshrining the ashes of the deceased.

There are also shops specializing in ghost coins and amulets.

If conditions permit, Max would even like to refine elixirs, which used to be one of the main sources of income for the Immortality Sect. It's a pity that he is not good at this and can't hire suitable people.

In the basement, Xia Yubing was lying calmly in her coffin, her chest not rising and falling. She looked... no, actually he was a dead person.

After not seeing her for many days, her aura had weakened to the point where she was no different from a corpse.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Li Mumu asked tentatively.

"No need to do anything, just watch the door for me."

Xia Yubing said softly.

"In addition, when the time comes, you can also feel it in advance."

"What time?"

"I can't explain it in a few words. You will know it later."

This was the first time Xia Yubing acted as the Riddler in front of Li Mumu. In the past, she always said whatever she wanted.

Of course, it's also possible that she really isn't in the mood to chat right now.

Li Mumu frowned slightly. She seemed to hear some vague sound, but it was not clear enough.

It's not the usual kind of prayer, it's more like the sound of the rising and falling tide that you can hear when you live on the beach.

But soon the voice was covered by a louder voice, and she heard Max calling in front of the statue.

There are visitors.

Li Mumu switched her perspective and opened her eyes to look.

An ordinary-looking man holding an umbrella in his hand, wearing a long gray trench coat and a top hat walked into the church.

At this time, the Immortality Sect has long ceased to operate. Such uninvited customers are obviously not a serious business.

Max, who had just gotten up from the bed, looked calm on the surface but was very alert in his heart. If there wasn't someone behind him to support him, he would never entertain such an unknown person in the middle of the night.

"Mr. Cardinal Max, I hope my visit does not cause you any trouble."

The guest took off his hat and bowed gracefully to Max.

It's actually quite disturbing, Max muttered to himself.

The two angels, the red shroud and the amber coffin, gave repeated orders not to allow him to provoke these ghosts and monsters anymore, as long as he made money honestly and collected incense.

Max was also uncomfortable with it at first. He was used to the lifestyle of secret societies. But now that I have relaxed, I feel that this kind of life is actually pretty good.

But if he doesn’t look for trouble, trouble will come to him.

"Tonight is an important historical moment."

The guest whispered: "I have a commission, and I hope to use the power of the Immortality Cult."

(End of this chapter)