The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 758: The Narrow Gate (29)

Xingchang took a deep breath and a drop of cold sweat dripped down his head: "It's still a second-stage boss... By the way, Xiaoyi, what that guy just said, does it mean that he is also..."

"Cognitiveist." Qian Xiaoyi looked at the priest seriously and said, "This guy... is a cognitiveist, but he... is completely different from us."

"It seems like you still have a lot to tell me~" Xingchang Rang said, "After this is over, you have to tell me in detail."

Qian Xiaoyi said: "Of course."

"Children, I'm afraid you will not have a future." The angel floated in the air, spread his hands, and said: "You...will stay here, forever, to witness the coming of God...with me."

The angel spread his wings and countless eyeballs appeared on his body.

——【《Ezekiel 1:5-11》: Their bodies, backs, hands, wings, and all around the four living creatures were full of eyes. 】

Those eyes moved around the angel's body, and then fixed on everyone.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, King Kong knelt on the ground first. He no longer had the strength to resist. He asked tremblingly, "Mr. Qian, what...what is this? Why do I feel so sad and regretful?"

"King Kong! Cheer up!" Qian Xiaoyi scolded.

But King Kong could no longer hear. He hugged his arms, tears streaming down his face, as if he was recalling the mistakes he had made in his life and wanting to confess to the gods. There were too many emotions in those eyes that stimulated King Kong's brain.

"King Kong, you need special training when you go back." Qian Xiaoyi was attracted by the angel's appearance and couldn't take his eyes away. He said with disgust, "You look really disgusting, Father. How many people's cognition have you absorbed?"

"These are all Aquarius Messengers who sacrificed for God." The angel said in a sad tone: "These are sacrifices for God. They are the shepherd's lambs and the righteous. The righteous have many sufferings, but the Lord saves them from all of them."

Xingchang Rang took a step back and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoyi, is there any other way to deal with him? Illusions don't work on guys with so many eyes, and my Huojin God is also suppressed here because of the characteristics of [Sin]."

"Yes." Qian Xiaoyi said solemnly, "I have a few more plans."

After all, individual cognition cannot compete with huge collective cognition. At this time, the priest represents the cognition of thousands of fanatics. Then, only the urban legend that embodies the cognition of hundreds of millions of people can destroy this place.

For example, the slit-mouthed woman.

But in that case, Qian Xiaoyi would have no choice but to release the seal completely, and if he really released it, he would be hunted down by the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and others would also be affected.

Fortunately, he still had another urban legend to use. The consequences of releasing that thing would be much less serious than releasing the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

"Can you get a promotion if you believe in God?" a voice came.

Mr. Sato walked over, looked at the angel with disdain, and asked, "If you believe in God, can you support a large family and pay for your mortgage and car loan? Answer me, angel!"

The angel continued in a compassionate tone and said, "Most of the troubles in the world are caused by people's lack of faith. If everyone believed in the Lord, they would not be troubled by such things. Therefore, in order to reach that world, we must work hard and let the Lord see it. Only then will the Lord respond to us."

Seeing Mr. Sato, Qian Xiaoyi smiled. As an elite social animal who has evolved through the beatings of society, Mr. Sato has completely abandoned his conscience. He is insidious and cunning in front of his opponents and swallows his anger in front of his superiors. His only beliefs are power and status, money and interests. He is a believer in the law of the jungle, a loyal dog who regards himself as a vested interest, and a microcosm of thousands of social animals who want to climb up.

——He is also the most secular existence in Japan!
So, what happens when the most profane VS the most sacred?

"Mr. Sato!" Qian Xiaoyi shouted, "Give me a hand!"

He put away the scissors and reached out his hand towards Mr. Sato.

Mr. Sato smiled and said, "At your service, President! Let's get rid of this bastard angel who is preventing us from making money!"

The two held their hands tightly.

At this moment, MR Sato melted and turned into disgusting mucus that flowed from Qian Xiaoyi's hands to the surface of Qian Xiaoyi's body.

Inuyama Heita was freed from his restraints. He sat on the ground and began to breathe heavily.

"Stop! Submit to the Lord!" The angel's eyes focused on Qian Xiaoyi, causing the mucus on his body to tremble. Qian Xiaoyi resisted the pressure and shouted, "Master Liuliyuan!"

A golden light different from the holy light appeared, and Liuliyuan Hongming slowly walked over and stood in front of Qian Xiaoyi, blocking the angel's sight. He looked up at the angel and said, "Is this your choice, Kamiya? Just because there is no god, you want to go against the grain and deceive everyone?"

"Liuliyuan! Don't you understand?" The angel's voice showed a hint of excitement: "Humans must have gods! Just like you believe in your Buddha! You should be able to understand my feelings, right?"

"Buddha is an enlightened being, not a god." Liuliyuan Hongming said, "I never believe in gods, and the practice of Mingguangliu is not for worshiping gods. We are different."

"Then you stay here and repent together! Heretic!" The angel's eyeballs trembled, and the whole temple was shining brightly, as if to purify all the people in front of him.

At this time, Qian Xiaoyi said, "Sorry to have kept you waiting."

The shiny leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the marble floor.

Liuliyuan Hongming clasped his hands together and walked away, making room for Qian Xiaoyi, who was behind him.

Qian Xiaoyi was wearing a high-end black suit with a carefully folded handkerchief in his chest pocket for decoration. He put one hand in his pocket and adjusted his dark red tie, which was no longer dirty, with the other hand. With an arrogant and contemptuous smile, he said, "I am Qian Xiaoyi, the president of Lingkong Co., Ltd. Please give me your guidance."

"You guy!" Xingchang said helplessly: "Why are you being so handsome!"

"Heretic!" The light of the temple enveloped Qian Xiaoyi.

Qian Xiaoyi knocked the ground twice with his leather shoes, and black liquid continued to spread from under his feet, creating a huge contrast with the white church. It seemed that the holy light could no longer shine into the range of this pool of liquid, and the air was filled with the smell of ink from banknotes and metal from coins mixed together.

"Everyone, are you ready to face the torture of the world?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

(End of this chapter)