Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han stretched his waist.

Looking at the ancient Holy See that has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

The last time I came here was a long time ago.

The people below are all busy arranging things to be prepared for tomorrow's conferment.

Bishop Omar led the way.

Wang Han followed.

Yuan Miaomiao raised her head and looked around.

People who come and go are polite after seeing Wang Han.

Even if he is not convinced in his heart, he is holding it in. After all, the old pope has now taken the weight and is determined to take this opportunity to remove the word Wang Han's agent.

Finally, we stopped outside the old pope's library.

Omar stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon.

Omar turned sideways and smiled at Wang Han, bending down and saying, "Sir Wang Han, the Pope has been waiting for you inside for a long time!"

Wang Han strode inside.

Yuan Miaomiao also wanted to take this opportunity to sneak in and interact with someone like the old pope whom she had only heard of but never seen before, so that she could brag about him when he went out in the future.

Unexpectedly, Bishop Omar stopped him outside.

Yuan Miaomiao smacked her lips and was led outside.

The walls are decorated with spiraling bookcases.

The old pope was sitting on the electric ladder, reading books while wearing reading glasses.

Wang Han didn't rush him.

He raised his butt and sat on the table next to him. He picked up the cup of tea that he had made for Wang Han in advance and took a sip.

The old pope turned his head and smiled at Wang Han, "Son, push me over there!"

Wang Han went over and pushed the ladder in the direction pointed by the old pope.

The old pope patiently flipped through the books.

Wang Han didn't push him, and just watched from below with a teacup in hand.

There is a smell of ink in the library that smells like books that have been there for many years.

Smelling this smell makes people calm down involuntarily.

Many people buy a bunch of books and don’t even read them, but just putting them there will make them feel good.

The old pope reached for a book tremblingly, but couldn't hold it firmly.

A book fell from above and hit Wang Han on the head.

Wang Han tilted his head and looked at the old pope.

"Are you going to cosplay Pan Jinlian with me?"

The old pope shook his head and burst into laughter, and came down from the ladder tremblingly.

Wang Han subconsciously went to support the old pope, bent down to pick up the book, and put away the ladder.

The old pope patted Wang Han on the shoulder and liked Wang Han more and more.

He took the book from Wang Han, walked around the table and sat down.

"Come and sit, kid!"

Wang Han used his feet to pull over the chair and sat in front of the old pope.

The old pope wore reading glasses, tilted his head and raised his eyes to look at Wang Han and said with a smile, "Since I became the pope, no one has dared to get so close to me!"

Wang Han comforted, "It's okay. They isolate you, but I won't isolate you."

The old pope smiled again and shook his head.

Wang Han came closer, and the old pope pushed the book in Wang Han's direction. An old man and a young man read the book together.

Wang Han was stunned for a long time after seeing the above content.

Translated, the above content is probably the ancient prophecy that Wang Han heard from Dr. Ke before.

Wang Han's head was a little dull, and he felt that this old guy was deliberately setting this trick on Wang Han.

"Are the words above familiar? Are there any similar prophecies in your east?" the old pope asked with a smile.

Wang Han's thoughts returned and he immediately knew what the old pope was referring to.

"Is there... any connection between the two?"

"Have."

"What's the relationship?" Wang Han asked.

"Because everyone lives in the same world, just like you and me..."

"Heart to heart? Living in the global village together?"

The old pope smiled and nodded. Ever since he sat in this position and held power, other people have been very reserved in front of him. Some even dared not look at him. The young man in front of him didn't seem to have so many worries. This bad old man got together to chat and joke with him.

Moreover, he has high understanding, high fighting power, wide network of contacts, good resistance and good luck. How could he not like such a little brat?

The old pope continued, "Many things are common. The reason why there are barriers between people is because some people want to create barriers between people."

Wang Han did not deny this.

"Whether it is an Eastern prophecy or a Western prophecy, it is actually a prediction. The root of this prediction comes from the analysis of human nature! When the evil of human nature continues to evolve and eventually reaches an irreversible point, disaster will come. , you have met all kinds of people, and you naturally know that there are very few pure and supreme human natures."

Wang Han nodded immediately, "Yes! And many people are very annoying. They don't like other people's kindness. When they see people with high moral character, they will always find fault with them and try every means to find fault with them. I am deeply affected by it! I Let me tell you, during this period of time, I..."

The old pope smiled and pushed the book in front of Wang Han again, "Read the book."

Wang Han leaned back.

After a few seconds, the old man and the young man looked at each other.

Both of them smiled knowingly at each other.

it is more than words.

Wang Han came closer to the book again.

The old pope turned a page.

The next page is a black and white illustration.

Although it was just a painting, the illustration made Wang Han couldn't help but get goosebumps.

It feels like the person in the painting is staring at the person looking at the painting.

Wang Han glanced down.

A line of words came into view.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse!

Wang Han then turned back.

As introduced above, a lost lamb will open the parchment and release the four horsemen of the apocalypse. The four horsemen of the apocalypse will ride on tall horses of different colors to bring war, hunger, plague, and death.

At that time, the whole world will become a paradise of death, and all people will become walking zombies, with neither humans nor ghosts.

Wang Han then thought about the prophecy and what Master Jiayang said at that time. At the beginning of the disaster in the world, someone released the Hell Fire Lotus.

And according to the board that Wang Han found in Yang Qing'e's Nine Phoenix Swallowing Dragon Coffin a long time ago, there was indeed a prophetic picture on it, and there was indeed someone who released the Hell Fire Lotus.

Among the prophecies that the old pope showed Wang Han, the Lamb opened the parchment and then released the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

There are similarities and differences between them.

Look at Wang Han's expression.

The old pope did not disturb him and waited quietly for Wang Han to digest everything he had just seen.

I don't know how long.

Wang Han came to his senses.

"What do you mean by always showing me this thing? Find the lost little lamb in advance? Control the other party?"

The old pope smiled and said, "Do you think you can control it?"

Wang Han took out two large bubble gums from his pocket, gave one to the old pope, and ate another one himself.

"It's better to relieve it than to block it. If you fart in your stomach, you should pass it. If you wear pants that can smell and cover it, it can also slow down the spread of fart."

The old pope smiled again and shook his head, "It's an interesting and apt metaphor, but what should come will eventually come.

Fortunately, I met you, my good boy, and you are the ray of light I see in the darkness. "

Wang Han leaned back in disgust, "Don't hiccup like that!"

"Hiccup... hiccup what? What do you mean?"

Wang Han, ambassador of cultural communication, smiled and said, "Fang Yan, I'm complimenting you! You have a good vision!"

The old pope shook his head and smiled, naturally knowing that Wang Han was like a dog and couldn't spit out ivory.

But he didn't care about the young man Wang Han, and just chewed a big bubble gum on his own.

"When you come here, you must have something to ask me, right?"

Wang Han licked his face, stood up and gave the old pope a gentle squeeze on his shoulders.

"How do you feel about your strength?"

The old pope laughed so hard that his shoulders shook, "You, you, since I became the pope more than half a century ago, you are the first one who dares to do this in front of me! Just ask whatever you want!"

"How to use the power of faith?"