"Devil, I met a devil. No, I don't know whether it is an evil spirit or a devil, but it is strange that the other party is definitely not a human being!" Jeff was very panicked and turned his head to look outside the house.

It seemed as if he was afraid that the other party would catch up with him.

"This is a church, don't be afraid, tell me in detail." Ron was very interested in what Jeff had encountered.

With his comfort, Jeff explained everything in detail.

After questioning, Ron had concluded that what he was talking about was a demon.

"You mean Kevin is fighting that demon?" he asked curiously.

Because he had discovered before that there was a strange aura on Kevin, which was an evil aura.

But what Jeff said now was completely contrary to what he had judged, and he was actually fighting against evil!
"Yes, that's right." Jeff swore that he was definitely not seeing things.

"So who wins?"

"The devil, or Kevin? Are you afraid of Kevin or the devil?" Ron asked.

"I'm afraid!" Jeff's face was full of helplessness. He sighed, "I don't know who wins."

“When he and the demon started fighting, I ran away.

There are many things going on. Today I went to find Kevin because I wanted to kill him!" Jeff said with anger.

Pastor, I admit that I am not a good person.

But I didn't mean to cause trouble for him. I and his ex-wife were in love, and his son also liked me very much. He told me about his father Kevin, who didn't care about them at all.

We are sincere to each other.

But Kevin was obviously divorced, but he kept pestering his ex-wife. We were planning to get engaged, but he wanted to kill me just to interfere with his ex-wife, and he killed the wrong person.

I saw with my own eyes that he beat a strange girl to death and then quietly dumped her body. He is not a good person either.

I believe that if I don't kill him, he will definitely continue to cause trouble for me or even kill me.

He even wanted to burn down my bar and secretly hid contraband in my bar and then reported me!
So I have to strike first, otherwise the conflict between him and me will never end, and I might even die in his hands if I’m not careful.

But after what happened today, I really don’t know what to do. I really hope he is killed by that demon, which will save me a lot of trouble.

I admit that I am guilty and I have done a lot of illegal things to make money.

But I am definitely not wrong in this matter, and I have already planned to retire.

Pastor, you must save me!"

Jeff excitedly held Ron's hand, his body trembling slightly. He was not timid, as he was also involved with the underworld. It was just that this thing was beyond ordinary people's cognition and he was simply not able to resist it.

"Do you have any prayers or holy water? I think I need an exorcism ceremony!" Jeff stared at Pastor Ron.

"Exorcism? I don't sense any evil spirit possessing you, but you do have some evil aura on you."

Ron pulled out a brand new Bible from his pocket and handed it to Jeff: "You can read Psalm 91 and pray for your own protection."

Jeff subconsciously took the scripture and looked at the brand new book. He even suspected that the pastor had just bought it from the bookstore and had just opened it. However, he still hurriedly looked through the catalog and looked for the page where Ron mentioned the content.

At this time, Pastor Ron's ears moved slightly, his expression changed, and he said to Jeff who was reciting silently: "You continue to recite, I suddenly have something to deal with regarding the church."

"Don't!"

Jeff hurriedly grabbed Ron's clothes and said, "Pastor, don't leave here. I don't feel safe at all now."

He looked at Ron with suspicion, holding the scripture in one hand and pulling at his clothes with the other, refusing to let go.

"Are you trying to get away from trouble and leave me here alone?"

"Of course not, I just have some things to deal with behind the church. I'll be back soon." Ron smiled, his voice full of kindness.

"But when I watch those exorcism rituals on TV, don't they always have some crosses or holy water? I can't just keep reading from a scripture. Do you have any holy water or crosses that have gone through the ritual? Give me some."

"I can give you money!" Jeff quickly took out all the money in his wallet. "Pastor, don't worry, if I can survive this disaster and get rid of that devil, I will definitely pay to help you rebuild this church."

He looked towards the simple church and quickly raised his hand to swear.

Hearing this, Ron shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry, this is a place that demons cannot invade. Since you think so, I will get you some holy water that has gone through seven rituals. It is guaranteed to be useful and can protect you from disasters."

He had already determined at this moment that the demon had no interest in Jeff.

The other party should have been looking for Kevin who had health problems. Jeff was just unlucky to meet him and was implicated.

"Okay, okay, thank you, Pastor. I promise I will do it." Jeff promised quickly.

This time was different from his previous promises to those businessmen. After confirming that demons really existed in the world, he was willing to donate money completely from the bottom of his heart. After all, it was related to his own life.

"wait for me a while."

Under Jeff's expectant gaze, Ron walked to the confessional on the side of the church, took out a golden bowl, and walked to the back of the church.

Jeff suddenly felt that the confessional was the place where he should confess, not in the church hall. This seemed a bit too casual.

Moreover, the brand new Bible in his hand really couldn't give him any sense of security.

In fact, it was not that Ron didn't want to give it to him, but the old Bible that had undergone many rituals had been possessed by the devil, causing it to spontaneously combust and turn into ashes, so he couldn't give it to him.

It was just this one, and he had just bought it at the bookstore for $5.

After all, his current identity is still a pastor, and he still has faith in his heart, but it is only faith in morality and his own persistence.

Just a minute later, Ron returned, having casually filled a basin of water from the water pipe at the back.

The real holy water had been completely splashed away when facing the devil. If the basin had not been made of metal, it would have been smashed to pieces.

He walked towards Jeff holding a golden basin. Under Jeff's expectant eyes, he dipped his hand in holy water, and kept sprinkling it on Jeff, muttering something.

Jeff immediately felt at ease. (End of this chapter)

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