American Zombie Detective

Chapter 181 The Dean Visits Again

The abbot, shrouded in black mist, had just begun to say, "Fellow believer, welcome—" before he finished speaking—

Swish!

The Basmo Armor M-shaped machete, exuding a holy aura, was already firmly placed against her withered neck. A white halo flashed across the blade, as if it too sensed this strange aura.

Since Qin Jin had made his move, Alessa naturally wouldn't stand idly by. The massive Gru Red Eagle was raised, pointing directly at the Dean's forehead, the runes on the gun barrel also gleaming white light.

"I don't care what you are."

Qin Jin's voice was as cold as the icy wind blowing in through a hole in the cabin. Without any probing, he went straight to the point: "Two weapons with divine power are pointed at you. I ask, you answer. If you utter another word of nonsense, or if I discover you're lying, I'll immediately send you back to your hell."

The headmistress was stunned by this sudden and deadly threat!

The carefully maintained solemnity crumbled instantly, his eyes filled with terror, and his lips trembled slightly: "You—what do you want to do? This is a sacred monastery! The Lord will punish you!"

The dean cried out in fear and timidity, sounding incredibly real, just like Rachel and Mary he had encountered that morning.

"I just want to know where the blood of Jesus is!"

Qin Jin stared into the dean's eyes, feeling somewhat uncertain. Even with his knowledge spanning hundreds or thousands of years, he still couldn't detect any signs of pretense. Everything the dean displayed was genuine; his fear and panic were definitely not feigned!

"What—what, the blood of Jesus? I... I've never heard of that! This is a place of devout service to God, where there is only prayer and asceticism, not the kind of holy object you're talking about!"

This statement is still the truth!

Qin Jin pressed her for answers from several angles, even directly pointing out that the monastery suppressed some kind of evil, but the "Abbot's Sister" remained consistent in her response:

Confusion, panic, denial.

She seemed to know absolutely nothing about the blood of Jesus, or even that she was a dried-up corpse; her knowledge, like that of the other nuns, was firmly locked away.

This bizarre ignorance made Qin Jin frown, and the interrogation reached a dead end.

"It seems you really don't know anything."

Qin Jin finally acknowledged the dean's statement and decided to end this pointless interrogation. "Then you're useless."

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Before the words were even finished, a flash of light appeared!

There was no scream, only a slight hissing sound like old leather being cut, and the headmistress's head rolled to the ground with the sound of rotten wood hitting the ground.

But just as the blade severed her neck, a strange thing happened!

Dense black energy surged from the broken edge, rising into the air like a living thing, but at that moment, the white light on the Bass Demon Armor Blade suddenly erupted—

hum!

A holy power instantly spread out, and the viscous, evil black mist melted away rapidly like snow under the sun, making a hissing sound as it turned into countless willow-like ashes in the air, which fell to the ground.

On the ground, only the withered and ugly corpse of an old woman and an equally withered head remained.

Qin Jin expressionlessly sheathed his knife, picked up the light, dried corpse as if dealing with trash, opened the wooden door, and looked around.

The area around the monastery's outer wall was quite desolate. He quickly found an abandoned, shallow pit and casually threw the body into it.

After doing all this, Qin Jin returned to the wooden house and began to ponder.

The second path seems to be blocked as well. Are we just going to wait for Selena to come? If so, we need to think about the right time to make our move, lest the blood of Jesus fall into Marcus's hands and cause further complications.

Aresa also put away the Gru Super Red Eagle in her hand, waiting for Qin Jin to make a decision.

After a few minutes, suddenly—

Slow, slightly heavy footsteps came from outside the door again, followed by a soft knocking sound.

The wooden door was pushed open.

An old man, dressed in a black robe and with his head wrapped tightly in a turban, walked in with a solemn demeanor. He was still surrounded by black energy, just like the one who had just been thrown out!

Qin Jin and Alessa exchanged a glance, both seeing astonishment in each other's eyes!

Neither Alessa nor Qin Jin had ever encountered this situation before. Although they weren't afraid, they felt a sense of eeriness and absurdity.

The dean entered and spoke, repeating the same words as before: "Fellow believer, welcome—"

This time, Qin Jin did not make a move immediately, but instead carefully and almost rudely looked the other person up and down.

The headmistress seemed slightly uncomfortable with his gaze, but still maintained basic etiquette, though a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.

After confirming that it was exactly the same as before, Qin Jin swung his Bass Demon Armored Cleaver once more—

The second process was exactly the same.

The black aura dissipated as the holy light disc dissipated, leaving behind a dried-up corpse.

Qin Jin, expressionless once again, dragged the second corpse to the shallow pit.

As he threw the new corpse in, his gaze swept over it, and there lay the first partially buried, mummified corpse.

Two corpses!

Qin Jin jumped down, placed the two mummified corpses side by side, and carefully compared them.

Although they are all equally withered and ugly, upon closer inspection, there is absolutely no difference in their facial bone structure, height, or even the degree of wear on their teeth!

Could this be the same person?

Or is it that I'm trapped in some kind of bizarre and terrifying cycle?

Or perhaps, it has encountered the legendary copying monster, something that is endlessly copying?

After confirming that the two corpses were exactly the same, Qin Jin quickly returned to the cabin and waited quietly with Alessa. About five minutes later, the sound of footsteps appeared again!

The kind yet eerie headmistress, shrouded in black mist, pushed open the door for the third time!

This time, Qin Jin did not draw his sword.

Before she could speak, he interrupted her with utmost seriousness, saying, "Sister Abbess, before we discuss the war, there is something even more important I must tell you. I am not an ordinary lost soul; I am an exorcist. I sense that your monastery has been infiltrated and corrupted by an extremely powerful and ancient evil force. Something is very wrong here! For everyone's safety, please allow me to enter and examine the interior carefully to find the source of the corruption!"

The words "exorcist" were like a red-hot branding iron, piercing through the disguise of kindness!

The headmistress's face instantly contorted, and the black energy around her surged wildly like boiling asphalt, making it impossible for her to maintain any human form!

"Blasphemer! Get out!"

A mixed voice squeezed out of her throat, filled with boundless anger!

But its mutation had only just begun. Qin Jin's Bass Magic Armor M-shaped cleaver, like a venomous snake that had been waiting for a long time, pierced its heart once again with precision and ruthlessness!

The third purification is complete.

Qin Jin silently dragged the third identical dried corpse toward the shallow pit that was almost full.

They threw the body inside, returned to the cabin, and this time sat for a little longer—

The footsteps in the corridor sounded for the fourth time!

Then, the dean pushed open the door and came in for the fourth time.

This time, Qin Jin stood up with a smile and greeted him warmly, "Hello, Dean. Please have a seat. May I ask you something?"