Acting as a Spy in the Zombie Clan

Liu Sanqian slapped the gun he had brought from Zheng Hao on the table, and the guide was a lot more honest, but the movement inside still attracted a large group of people outside, and a gun couldn’t stop them. Simply took out a half-pack of Huazi and stuffed it into Huazi's hand.

"Master, please take away the hair on your mouth, I'm afraid you will drink the tea along."

"All go out."

The receptionist waved his hands at the outsiders, his old face blushed a little, and he wiped his mouth quickly, but in fact there was no curly hair at all. Liu Sanqian said casually.

The movement of this old **** just now is not small, just by groaning Liu Sanqian can hear that she is a girl under thirty years old, and then looking at the old face of this guy who is at least fifty years old, the old cow eats tender grass five. The interpretation of the words is vivid and vivid.

"I know you must have been educated, but I wouldn't know if you were kicked out."

The receptionist buttoned a few buttons with a guilty conscience, took a 180-degree turn, took out a lighter from his pocket and personally lit Liu Sanqian with a cigarette, and said with a smile:

"But I think about it carefully, you are not likely to pretend to be this identity, your identity seems to be higher than that of the branch master, what is your position?"

"I don't have a position, and I don't even know anything about your salvation. I rely on him to introduce me."

Liu Sanqian spit out a breath of smoke, half-truth and said: "Actually, I shouldn't be here, but should be in the Dongzhou resettlement camp. To be precise, I should be regarded as your salvation sect."

"nominal?"

The receptionist looked at him suspiciously, but Bu Yueming didn't even dare to twist his head, for fear that they might see his "unconfidence", Liu Sanqian continued to laugh:

"Yes, I know your boss, Zhao Junfang, who asked me to join your salvation cult as a nickname. The so-called nickname literally means a name, which means that I am not bound by your rules."

"Who is this name you are talking about?"

Liu Sanqian pretended to wonder:

"Don't tell me that you don't even know the name of the Holy Anglican? There are so many apprentices under his hand, haven't one of them come out and say?"

"Go...Master, don't scare me, how dare I know the name of the Holy Anglican!"

The receptionist was shocked immediately, but after reacting, he still stared at him suspiciously for several times. Liu Sanqian laughed and said:

"That's right and right, he is a man who has lived for hundreds of years, and his name is of no use to him."

"Dare to ask what is the relationship between the master and the Holy Anglican?"

"It's also a teacher and a friend, you can just treat him as my master."

"This... it's not that the villain doesn't trust you, but what you said... really surprised me a bit. I don't know if the Holy Anglican has given the master a token?"

"Bring a basin of water, and I will show it to you."

Liu Sanqian squeezed out the cigarette butt, stood up, and the receiver immediately widened his eyes. He hurried out to give orders. After a while, the altar was set up, and a large group of believers also cleaned up the place, looking all together. Liu Sanqian, who was cleaning hands in the center, and Bu Yueming beside him was a sub-altar master somehow, so he naturally stood by and held the ceremony.

"Master, the conditions here are poor and it can only achieve this level. Do you need to take a shower and change clothes?"

The receptionist asked cautiously, Liu Sanqian shook his head: "No, it's just for you to see. It just so happens that I also have this interest. It's best to keep everything simple. Let them all be ready to welcome God. That's what the apprentices did."

"You're talking about Dian Shier."

The eyes of the teacher immediately brightened, and Bu Yueming on the side was quite professional. He sang a few words and immediately bluffed the group of believers below. The Salvation Church’s "usage doctrine" really deserves its reputation, and it is a unity of all religions. Banner, it's pretty good to learn things together.

Liu Sanqian had only seen it on TV, so he avoided the babbling words. He opened the altar without saying a word. After a while, he became a masterpiece, and the people underneath immediately knelt on the ground and kowtow. Even Huang Jianhang is no exception.

"Look up!"

Liu Sanqian waved his hand. Basically, these people hadn't participated in the ceremony of initiating the master. They were so excited that they raised their heads when they heard his order.

Unexpectedly, the smoke from the ignited joss sticks actually formed the face of Zhang Xianfeng's bones, and the eyebrows were clear as if they were painted. The painter did not have to say, after all, it was the hands of the old zong's own hands, and the shining golden light directly brightened the blind. Their eyes.

"Eternal Holy Father, Eternal Holy Father!"

The believers shouted enthusiastically, and there was an abnormal look on their faces. They inhaled the corpse mist as if they had taken stimulants, and now they will kill someone without blinking.

"I'll add more ingredients to them!"

The old zong gave a grin, and actually got into one of the people's body in the form of a soul body. The person was completely certain, stood up swayingly, and danced in front of the altar like crazy.

The believers became more and more enthusiastic. Some of them had their foreheads torn and they couldn’t stop. No one could see that this man had been upper-body by the gods. Liu Sanqian himself was so surprised. Still looking back, I saw Old Zombie on other people's bodies.

But after Old Zombie left his body, he felt as if a piece of soul was missing, and he fell into the ice cave cold for a while, as if he was feeling emotional, and he felt a little disgusting. Not to mention that he was a woman. , Not even people.

What made Liu Sanqian stupefied was that another person stepped forward and danced. The others didn’t feel that there was anything wrong, but the old zong could only control the first one. The latter was obviously pretending, but the performance was better. The person who is really possessed is more real.

"Puff."

As soon as the old zong soul left, the dance stopped abruptly, pretending that the boy fell to the ground with them, and the others hurriedly helped them up and treated them like gods. Needless to say, the status of these two people is definitely better than that of the guide here. Much higher.

"Snapped!"

The smoke in the shape of a human face exploded, and Liu Sanqian followed in a loud voice: "Okay, the **** has gone, clean up here, I am also a little tired."

"Master, I don't know which **** I just invited to go down to earth?"

The receptionist hurried forward and asked, but Liu Sanqian said angrily: "You ask me who I will ask to go, there are so many gods in the sky, I can't know all of them, is it possible that after he comes down, I will let him report. ID card?"

"I damn, I damn..."

"You don't deserve to die."

Liu Sanqian patted the head of the leader, and said with contempt: "Let you be a leader here for you to work hard. It is not for you to sleep with a woman here, and even sleep so young on a horse. If you can be your granddaughter, do you want a face when you step on a horse? We have a tumor like you in our education. You don't want to think about hairpin skirts in your future. Don't talk about being promoted. You can guarantee the position of the introduction teacher!"

"I deserve to die, and I ask my master to give me a chance. I promise not to do it again, and I swear I have never intimidated them!"

"Of course you haven't intimidated them. Do you know what your name is? You are using a cult to rape. Rape and seduce! You can be sentenced to death! Do you really think you are here for "double cultivation"?"

Liu Sanqian said cruelly, the receptionist's face instantly paled, and he knelt on the ground with a "puff" and slapped himself repeatedly, begging for mercy, but Liu Sanqian waved at the other person:

"Your name is Huazi, right? You will be the guide here in the future, I said."

"Thank you Master, I will definitely live up to your expectations of me!"

Hua Zi was overjoyed. Seeing his thin appearance, Liu Sanqian couldn't help but think of the little brother who used to work under his hands. He was also called Hua Zi, but he belched with Long Ge at the beginning of the disaster.

"Master, I asked someone to prepare wine and food for you. It's in the back room. Look at..."

Hua Zi smiled flatteringly, and Liu Sanqian nodded: "Good job, your kid is still young, and you have a lot to do in the future. Work hard. I don't like those rules. Whoever wants to be promoted will be promoted, and whoever wants to be promoted. Let someone drop, the old **** roll in, I have something to ask you."

"Yes."

The former teacher followed up with a drooping face. There was a table full of good dishes, as well as white and red wine. It seems that the Salvation Church is indeed very rich here, and a small Jiaoyintang just grabbed it. Much money.

"I didn't see it, you can still get on someone else's body now?"

Liu Sanqian was eating vegetables, while communicating with the old zong in his brain, the old **** on the side could only wait tremblingly, the sweat on his forehead was like raining, and when he didn't speak, he thought he was about to die. , But did not dare to speak.

"When I was also scoring, these people's spirits were affected just now, so I can easily invade, not to mention that the person didn't resist at all."

Old Zong said excitedly: "This thing is something wrong, you see what they are like? What they say is what they say, no wonder they are developing so fast, or we can do something about creation. , Isn't this much faster than building a gathering place?"

"This kind of thing is unreasonable, I can't do it."

Liu Sanqian immediately rejected it without even thinking about it. Cults are no ordinary harm, even if he has no intention of harming others. It is even similar to the Nazis. Mind control is more terrifying than ghosts and gods.

"Since you can get on other people's body, why didn't you think about finding someone else? It's better than being trapped in my body."

"You think I don't want to, I haven't tried it?"

Old Zong said angrily: "After Houtu hit me with only one breath, your body is basically scrapped, then I'm going to change to another person and reopen it, but who knows you wronged me? What kind of curse was put, labor and management could not do without.

For example, the relationship between the two of us is like a kite and a person on the ground. No matter how high I fly, there is still a thread in the middle, and after I am possessed by other people, the guy will be sick. A good body is not good, I guess it is because I got on your body first, which caused my body to not match well with other people. "