The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 725 Hope and Despair (28)

After sending the old lady away, the priest also sighed, as if he was also mourning for the deceased.

He crossed himself devoutly, muttered something, and then turned back to the church. Fushigi Yin and Okubo waited patiently for the other party to come out. Judging from the situation, the church should be closed.

"Come out quickly..." Fu Muyin clenched the magic sword in his hand, waiting for the prey to appear.

Soon the lights in the church were turned off, and Fumu Yin said, "Be prepared to follow him."

"Got it..." Okubo looked at the church door nervously. The two of them waited anxiously for the target to appear. After waiting for several minutes, when no one came out, Okubo suddenly asked a question: "Well... is it possible that he left through the side door?"

Fu Muyin said with certainty: "Didn't I ask you to drive around here a few times before? There is no parking space at the back door. The parking lot is near the main gate. I don't think he would go the long way around."

"What if he doesn't have a car?" Okubo asked. "Maybe he lives nearby? So he walked back through the side door?"

Fumu Yin said, "Look carefully, the door of the church is not locked at all. If he wants to leave, he should close the door, right?"

Okubo looked and saw that it was indeed the case. He asked, "Why hasn't he come out after so long? Has he discovered us?"

"If he finds us, all it takes is one phone call and we're done for." Fu Muyin said, "Is there someone else inside?"

This is also possible. For example, some believers want to confess, so they have to wait until everyone has left before they dare to go to the confessional to have conversation therapy with the priest.

Okubo asked, "How about...I go in and take a look?"

Fumu looked at him coldly: "Don't think I don't know what you are up to. You want to ask for help, right? Think about it, if the other party is really the First Saint, you will probably be silenced if he knows the secret."

Okubo was in tears: But I might be killed by you now!

"I'll go in and investigate the situation. You wait outside and be ready to pick me up at any time." Fu Muyin said, "I advise you not to have any other thoughts. Someone will be watching you."

"Someone..." Okubo glanced in the rearview mirror. The horrible undead in the bloodstained white coat was still lying on his neck, looking at him with resentful eyes. That was the jealousy and resentment of the dead towards the living!

"I will never do anything out of line! Mr. Fushigi!" Okubo said quickly, "Please rest assured! If there are any special circumstances, I will honk the horn to remind you immediately!"

Fumu Yin did not answer. He put on his hood, took out the evil ghost mask and put it on his face. Then he opened the car door and walked towards the church with a knife in hand.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!" Okubo cursed fiercely in his heart: "It's better to die there! You bastard!"

But he only cursed in his heart, not daring to show it on the surface, and even put his hands together and prayed: "Mr. Fuki, you must come back safely."

As he said this, he glanced at the rearview mirror and shuddered.

Fu Muyin held a knife in his arms and walked quickly to the church door. He first leaned sideways at the door and listened for a while. After finding that there was no movement inside, he carefully pushed open the half-open door and walked into the church.

This church is not a very gorgeous cathedral, and even looks very plain, with only a dozen rows of wooden seats and a pulpit. On the wall in the middle, there are holy images of the Virgin Mary and saints. The weather was particularly clear after the rain, and the bright moonlight shone through the windows into the church, giving the church a sense of holiness.

However, it was this simple structure that allowed Fumu Yin to see the entire church at a glance. There was no priest. Fumu Yin did not make a sound, carefully looking inside the church, and finally fixed his eyes on the confessional in the corner.

The door on the priest's side was closed, proving that there was someone inside, but the door on the other side of the confessional was open and empty, as if waiting for a guilty person to come in.

"A guilty person..." Fu Muyin laughed at himself, then walked to the confessional, sat down, and closed the door.

The moment he sat down, he could clearly feel someone reciting scriptures softly on the other side of the confessional.

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen." The priest on the other side said. "May the Lord be with you, child, are you here to confess?"

Fushigi Yin asked back, "Father Kamino, are you waiting for me?"

"I am waiting for everyone who wants to repent, including you, child." The priest said, "'I tell you, there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent.'"

"In other words, you have been waiting for me?" Fu Muyin laughed strangely: "You have a premonition that I might find you? This is really funny, Father."

They said, "Come here, let us reason together: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall be as white as wool."

Fumu snorted coldly and said, "Father, stop using these sentences from books to fool people. Is this how you deceive those believers who believe in you? Deceive them into doing irreparable mistakes, and then become the so-called Aquarius Messenger and be driven by you?"

The other said, "I did not deceive them. I believe that is the only way for people to be cleansed of their sins. And they are not committing irreparable sins, but are reborn - 'Where sin abounds, grace abounds all the more.'"

"So... you admit that you created those Aquarius Envoys?" Fumu Yin smiled happily, and said, "I see, then let's get started, my confession, my true... atonement!"

He suddenly pulled out the magic sword and stabbed it through the wooden board of the compartment.

However, there were no screams, no blood, and even no sense of reality. It was like stabbing into the void.

This confession room was so narrow that Fushigi Yin had no idea how the other party would dodge.

At this moment, he felt something, so he slowly drew out the magic sword.

The moment the demon sword Blood Sakura was pulled out from the wooden board, a white light shone through the hole. This light was so sacred and noble. It was imprinted on Fumu Yin's mask, as bright as a guiding light.

"God said, 'Let there be light,'" the voice said.

In an instant, the light illuminated the darkness and swallowed up Fu Mu Yin.

(End of this chapter)