Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 39 039 Going to the Port Area to Preach
Feng Xiuhu blinked, feeling as if he had heard that the brother sleeping on the upper bunk was actually the president.

Hollis Wu paused for a moment, then decided to explain it to Feng Xiuhu: "All magic arrays are inseparable from three parts: the array base, the runes, and the totem. These three parts form the foundation of the magic array."

"The outermost circle of the formation determines the specific effectiveness of the formation, just like a taller house requires a stronger foundation."

"The runes in the second circle determine the effects of the formation. For example, the formation diagram Luo Meng gave you definitely includes sacrifice, summoning, and imprisonment—you can also think of it as monitoring. It's actually a defensive backup plan. If you really summon something extraordinary, the monitoring rune will take effect, and the power of the Eclipse God will completely annihilate the summoned object."

"The totem in the innermost circle determines the direction of the magic circle. Different totems represent different gods. Whether summoning or begging for power from the gods, the totem must be drawn correctly first."

Feng Xiuhu asked, "What does that blank space point to?"

They had discussed this topic before, and Hollis Wu knew the doubts in Feng Xiuhu's heart: "Nothingness, that is, nothing. For Luo Mengzhang, this is the safest approach."

Feng Xiuhu seemed to be lost in thought.

The guard opened the iron gate, and Hollis Wu led the two of them inside.

Hollis Wu stopped in front of a cell.

In the cell, a man wearing only his underwear was tied to the middle pillar. Not far from his head, sharp spikes hung from the ceiling.

The man's body was covered with whip marks, mixed with many burn scars from branding.

His hands were tied, and the height was neither too high nor too low. If he stood up straight, he would be injured by the spikes above. He could not kneel down, so he could only maintain a half-bent knee position.

Mao Hetao's pupils shrank. He recognized this man. He was a church deacon.

Hollis Wu glanced at Mao Walnut and said slowly: "His name is Tony, and he was originally a deacon."

Feng Xiuhu also guessed it after hearing the name. Like Mike, he looked like someone from the East China Sea, but had a foreign name.

Hollis Wu's gaze shifted to Feng Xiuhu's face. "But now, he's just a traitor, so the church stripped him of his deacon robe."

"He had a good relationship with a celebrant at the temple. He said they were childhood friends, so because of this relationship, he chose to reveal the church's news to the temple."

Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized, "So this is why Yu Duanhun knew about my appointment as deacon so quickly?"

He gave a thumbs-up and praised with a smile, "Brother Tony is very loyal."

Hollis Wu sneered, "It's not entirely because of their close relationship. Tony has been a deacon for almost a year, but because his faith isn't strong enough, he hasn't been able to receive initiation. Unfortunately, he's still not on the next initiation list. When he learned that you, a lucky guy from Undercity, had become a deacon on par with him, he felt unbalanced."

"So out of this petty desire for revenge, he chose to sell your information to his childhood friend."

"Sell?" Feng Xiuhu raised his eyebrows.

Hollis Wu shrugged. “That’s right. He didn’t know how important this matter was, so he only sold it for five silver plates.”

Feng Xiuhu didn't say anything - he actually felt that five silver plates were not a small amount, enough for his brothers to have enough tea and melon seeds to listen to opera for several days.

"Do you have to compensate me for the money?"

Feng Xiuhu felt that this loss could not be in vain.

Hollis Wu was basically used to him and didn't respond at all: "Tony will soon be sent to the cathedral for trial. There is only one outcome waiting for him: execution, and then his spirit will be exiled to the misty land."

Tony, who had been silent with his head down, began to tremble uncontrollably when he heard this.

Feng Xiuhu didn't pay attention, he heard a familiar word again, spirit.

In the dream, Eclipse was talking about this, the concept of physical body and spiritual body.

No one paid attention to Tony's reaction. Hollis Wu continued, "The reason he stayed here." He looked at Feng Xiuhu and said meaningfully, "It's to warn you that even priests shouldn't act recklessly. The Church can bestow a deacon's robe, but they can also take it away at any time."

Now Feng Xiuhu understood. It turned out that the church didn't like him anymore. No wonder Hollis Wu's attitude was wrong today.

Feng Xiuhu sneered, "If we just hand our people over, it might not sound good to others. Tell me, what are the instructions from the leaders?"

Hollis Wu looked at him deeply - Feng Xiuhu may be crazy, but he does have a good brain.

"Negotiations with the Temple are not yet fully concluded."

Hollis Wu pursed his lips and said, "But now that the Fish Market Gang is gone from the port area, this is the best time for the church to spread its faith. So the bishop has decided to choose one of you to go to the port area to preach."

At this critical juncture, send the choir over to preach without any prior notice?

Mao Hetao reacted quickly and immediately took a step back, leaving Feng Xiuhu in front.

He laughed dryly, "I'm already in charge of the downtown area and the factory area, I'm too busy to handle it all."

This makes sense. Feng Xiuhu only has the bottom city and four streets. Who else can he give the port area to if not him?
But this hot potato is not only hot to the touch, it can also burn people to death.

The church's intentions couldn't be more obvious.

If we send the choir to the port area at this time, wouldn't that be like sending them to be slaughtered by the temple?

This shows that the negotiations have indeed reached a stalemate, and the church wants to get a result as soon as possible, skip this topic, and get things back on track.

As for who the squad leader was, whether it was Feng Xiuhu or Mao Hetao, the church leaders did not care. In any case, the job fell on Hollis Wu.

This matter was handled in a decent way. It achieved its goal without being criticized by outsiders.

Mao Walnut was afraid of death, and this matter really had nothing to do with him, so Hollis Wu had no reason to force him.

So he had no choice but to look at Feng Xiuhu.

Hollis Wu spoke again, "Feng Xiuhu, Bishop Chen of Konate told me personally that you've made a significant impression on him. He promised that if you're willing to preach in the port area, he'll make an exception and add your name to the list for the next initiation."

Hearing this, Mao Hetao couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but after thinking about it carefully, he still didn't dare to stand up.

"When will the next one be?"

Feng Xiuhu asked.

Hollis Wu thought for a moment and said, "About half a month later."

What a blank check.

Konate Chen probably thought that Feng Xiuhu would not live for more than half a month.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Okay, I'll go."

Hollis Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled for the first time in a long time: "Then I will wait for your good news."

Feng Xiuhu poked Hollis Wu's chest with his finger: "You'd better really think so."

Hollis Wu's smile was a little stiff.

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