Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 1068 There Are Angels in the West 88

Chapter 1068 There Are Angels in the West 88
The atmosphere is a little weird.

Shen Ronghua couldn't help changing the subject: "We have to find those people quickly."

Lance responded in a low voice.

Shen Ronghua tilted his head to listen to the outside world. Inside the Holy See, the patrols were handed over every 15 minutes.

In the process of hiding just now, I missed an opportunity to go out.

Can only wait.

The footsteps outside were sonorous and uniform.

The hiding place is extremely small, and the clothes will get tangled at the slightest movement.

The waiting time is always so long.

Light and heavy breathing sounds intertwined.

Shen Ronghua swallowed, and could clearly feel how loud the heartbeat in his chest was.

The sound of footsteps has not gone away.

Shen Ronghua tensed his nerves and paid close attention to the outside world.

The white-haired boy leaned forward slightly, his tightly pursed lips made him look extremely repulsed by the situation at this moment, but his body leaned forward against his will.

The back is covered with a layer of coolness.

Shen Ronghua shuddered, it was Lance who leaned over.

Her body clearly felt the coolness, but her cheeks were unbearably hot.

Feeling conflicted, she pushed the person back with her elbow.

Lance clamped her arm with his big palm and pulled it back.

Shen Ronghua slammed into his arms unexpectedly, and the blurted tone disappeared in Lance's big palm in time.

Immediately afterwards, a reminder came from the white-haired boy: "Shh, don't make any noise, be careful not to be discovered."

He sticks too close.

When he said this, Shen Ronghua's ears seemed to be soaked in steam.

She nodded slightly, even suspecting that Lance did it on purpose, using his masculinity to seduce/seduce her on purpose!

Then Ban Jin said, what can I do if I don’t get so close in such a small space?

Shen Ronghua couldn't refute.

After about 10 minutes, the sound of uniform footsteps gradually faded away.

"We can go out," she said.

"The most important components of the Holy See are the Resurrection Room, the Confession Room, and the Inspiration Room.

Let's go to the perception room first. "Lance naturally grabbed the girl's hand and walked out.

The figure is tall and straight, and the steps are calm and generous, just like at home.

Shen Ronghua looked around vigilantly, always feeling that someone would suddenly appear from the front.

She squeezed Lance's hand.

Lance turned back and looked at her suspiciously.

Shen Ronghua said nervously: "Let's go to a darker place, you should bend down a little."

They are thieves.

"Oh."

Lance replied coldly, but he didn't bend his waist.

Shen Ronghua: "..."

Perfunctory.

Forget it.

She should trust Lance.

The high priest had great trust in the patrol team. Apart from the patrol team, there were no other idlers along the way.

Lance took her with ease into the perception room through the fan-shaped glass window.

The room was empty.

The stone statue of God stands in the forefront, and there is a circle of white candles at his feet, the candles are shining.

On the right side of the stone statue, there is a brown lecture table. The owner who uses it should pay great attention to its existence. The lecture table is wiped clean and even reflects light.

"You seem to be familiar with the Holy See?" Shen Ronghua looked at Lance standing in front of God, and concluded,
"Before I entered Holt College, I came here a few times." The high priest's ambition can be vaguely known when the other party frequently invites his father.

Shen Ronghua looked around, puzzled, "What are we doing here?"

"The perception room is the place where the high priest gathers believers, that is, the place with the most living people." Lance walked along the wall and tapped twice.

Shen Ronghua followed behind him step by step, watching his every move, suddenly realized: "Is there a secret passage here?"

Lance: "It's just a guess."

The resurrection room is the place where the high priest prays for every believer after his death. It is no different from the morgue.

They're all for dead bodies.

The confessional room, as the name suggests, is a place where people who have done wrong and have been condemned by their conscience can redeem themselves.

God will be their immoral sustenance.

According to the rumors, if the bodies inhabited by demons in the small town of Mozhou were still alive, they would definitely be placed in these places.

However, there was no one in the perception room.

Lance led Shen Ronghua through the window to the nearest confession room.

There was movement from inside.

And whispering voices.

Shen Ronghua listened for a while lying on the crack of the window, and asked Lance how to get in.

Lance dug out the special clothing for believers from the storage bag.

"Put this on." Lance quickly helped her put it on.

The special clothing is a big white robe, which is very loose and suitable for people of all shapes.

The confessional has no time limit and can appear at any time.

As long as you feel uneasy and fearful in your heart, God will always open the door for you.

Occasionally, the High Priest appears in the confessional to enlighten lost believers.

Lance and Shen Ronghua walked into the confession room side by side, not afraid of being discovered at all.

It's ridiculous to be calm.

Shen Ronghua envied his psychological quality very much.

The two chose a corner. There were about twenty people in the confession room, scattered among the benches. They held their hands and lowered their eyebrows, piously telling something to the plaster statue on the stage.

Shen Ronghua and Lance imitated their appearance, seemingly whispering confession, but in fact they were communicating.

"Are there any people from the small town of Mozhou?"

Lance: "Yes."

Shen Ronghua: "Are you so sure?"

Lance: "The man on the front left, the skin color and roughness of his hands and face are similar to the hotel couple we saw."

Shen Ronghua glanced at it secretly, not saying it's okay, but when he said it, it really seemed to be the same thing.

Although Resuo Continent is not that big, the appearance of citizens in each region is somewhat different.

Southern brows are darker.

The eastern part has a thick neck and a short stature.

The western ones have long hands and feet and a wooden body.

The northern ones are smarter in appearance.

The man in the front left, with deep eye sockets, is indeed somewhat similar to the hotel couple.

"Shall we go there?" she asked.

"Just sit behind him and listen to what he's saying."

The two moved behind the man.

That person may have noticed the movement, and the content of the unwritten confession became smoother in an instant.

"My lord, I'm guilty. I shouldn't be inhabited by demons and hurt innocent friends. I really deserve to die. I hope the lord can forgive me."

"Although I was forced to, the damage has already been done. After this happened, I lived in regret all day long. I couldn't sleep at night and couldn't sleep or eat~"

"Lord, please accept my confession and bring me back to life!"

Shen Ronghua and Lance looked at each other, and they moved to another corner in a tacit understanding.

"I don't think it's right. Although he is repenting, there is no remorse in his words."

"It's like...like..." She frowned and pondered for a while, but couldn't think of any better words to describe it.

Lance added, "It's just for show."

(End of this chapter)

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