Taoist fast crossing

and then?

Wang Wenyuan looked at Si Qingyan with eager eyes.

Did you get the cue from my eyes?Big Sheep?

Si Qingyan looked back blankly.

Xiao Xie desperately pinched her thigh, holding back, can't laugh, can't laugh, can't laugh!

"Bishop Wang, you have crow's feet at the corners of your eyes." Si Qingyan reminded Wang Wenyuan blankly that he looked like a useless animal.

"Pfft-"

Xiao Xie held his breath so hard that he farted loudly.

Everyone present held their breath silently and stopped talking.

Of course, the corpse didn't need to hold its breath, and Si Qing's face was as usual, which made Xiao Xie very fond of it.

In the background, there was only the sound of Little Shengzi playing happily.

The child couldn't pass every level, and would always look at Si Qingyan with pleading eyes.

Si Qingyan has always been a good person who is willing to help others, and every time she reaches out and strokes where she can relieve the little Shengzi's urgent needs.

"Unbelievable!"

Little Shengzi finally passed that level, he smiled openly, then frowned again in a blink of an eye, and covered his nose fiercely.

The little Shengzi, who had escaped from the game, smelled the smell comparable to a biochemical weapon, and his face wrinkled into a ball.

Children are always honest and straightforward.

Xiao Xie was a little embarrassed.

He has been under too much pressure recently and has become constipated. It is rare for him to pass a fart.

Thinking that there was still more than an hour before the action, Xiao Xie planned to lie down in the toilet first, so as not to lose the chain at a critical moment.

"Mr. Wang, I'll go and relieve myself."

Wang Wenyuan waved his hand and asked Xiao Xie to leave.

Originally, he didn't want Xiao Xie to call him President Wang, but Xiao Xie's accent was very strange, and he looked like a pig's foot when he called him a bishop. In order to maintain dignity, Wang Wenyuan asked Xiao Xie to call him President Wang.

Xiao Xie was squatting in the toilet, and it was a bit difficult to use his strength. Excellent people's policemen cannot affect their actions due to personal problems.Um, um... Tomorrow I must go to the hospital to buy a box of Mayinglong...

He didn't realize he hadn't brought paper until he had struggled through his personal problems.

There are no villages or shops behind this place. It is an abandoned tourist villa. Except for the members of the Dark Night Sect and the teammates who broke into the enemy, there is no one who can deliver paper...

In desperation, Xiao Xie had no choice but to call Wang Wenyuan to prepare for it. Xiao Xie cut to the chase and said:

"Mr. Wang, I didn't bring paper, can you bring some?"

After the tall and masculine Xiao Xie finished speaking, her face turned red.

"Wait a minute." Wang Wenyuan frowned, thinking of that powerful fart, a little painful.

"It's your turn to play, go quickly."

At this moment, Wang Wenxiu, the archbishop of the Dark Night Sect, retreated from the stage in front of him.

"Okay... By the way, Bishop Wei, can you help Xiaoxie take this to the toilet?"

Wang Wenyuan originally didn't want Big Fat Sheep to do such a thing, but he knew that Little Shengzi was a donkey and couldn't entrust him with important tasks.

"Row."

Si Qingyan took a box of toilet paper, got up and went out, looking for the men's restroom.

Archbishop Wang Wenxiu felt that it was not appropriate, but he had just led many believers to practice for three hours, and his whole body was terribly numb, with a little cramp, and it was not convenient for him to walk.Besides, as the Archbishop of the Night Sect, how could he stoop to deliver paper to a local turtle driver?

After going out, Si Qingyan quickly saw the sign with the bathroom sign on it, looked for it all the way, and followed the sign into the men's toilet.

There was a young man washing his hands at the sink. When he saw Si Qingyan coming in, he only glanced casually, but saw the word "righteousness" on Si Qingyan's sweater!

Although he only saw one word, the boy's eyes suddenly lit up.

Si Qingyan walked not slowly, and quickly reached the cubicle.

He knocked precisely on the room where Xiao Xie was squatting.

"Someone!" Xiao Xie replied in a muffled voice.

What the hell!

The boy's heart trembled. There are so many compartments, how did this handsome guy in black sweater find the compartment with people?

"Here's the paper for you."

Si Qingyan bent down and passed the paper through the gap.

"Ahem, why is it you?"

"Thank you brother."

Xiao Xie took the paper and thanked him in a muffled voice.

It seems that Wang Wenyuan said that he didn't bring the paper.

Suffocating.

Si Qingyan didn't stay outside the cubicle, walked to the sink and washed his hands with his long legs. At this time, the boy waiting outside asked Si Qingyan excitedly:

"How did you know there was someone in that compartment?"

Xiao Xie, who was wiping his ass, also heard this question.

Yup……

Just now, Wei Sixian only knocked on the door of his cubicle.

Terrified to think about...

Xiao Xie suddenly remembered many details of today.

For example, the temperature inside the car is abnormally low.

And Wei Sixian's overly pale face.

Even those long and narrow red phoenix eyes are evilly black.

The white hair on Xiaoxie's back was dripping with sweat...

Si Qingyan didn't go to dry her hands under the dryer, it would be embarrassing if her body smelled like corpses.

Seeing the excited and expectant expressions of the teenagers in the corridor outside, Si Qingyan explained:

"The sign on the door turned red."

The color of the space above the switch outside the toilet cubicle corresponds to the lock inside.When someone inside locks the door, you can see that the locked space is red from outside the compartment. When there is no one inside or the door is not locked, you can see that the space is green from outside the compartment.

Xiao Xie suddenly felt like a fool.

The young man squeezed his eyes at Si Qingyan, pretending to keep him a secret.He could see clearly, when Si Qingyan came in just now, he didn't look at the sign on the door at all.

"Handsome guy, look at the writing on my chest!"

Si Qingyan looked over, and saw that the other party was also wearing a black hooded sweater, with the words "Dark Profound Truth" written on the chest.

What do you mean?

Seeing that Si Qingyan didn't give the expected reaction, the young man was a little disappointed, but when he thought of the extraordinary temperament of this black sweater, he immediately felt that this was a mature and steady performance of the man in black sweater.

Si Qingyan went out of the bathroom door, and the two large characters on the sweater were clearly seen by the boy wearing the "Dark Mysteries" sweater.

It turned out to be "justice!"

Hateful secondary disease!Traitor of sect!Fortunately, he thought that the two were of the same mind!

The "Dark Profound Truth" boy felt that his IQ had been insulted.

Si Qingyan was a little puzzled by the boy's sudden change of expression, but she didn't think much about it.

He was afraid that the wound on his heart would burst open and leak blood, which would attract others' attention, so he deliberately chose a dark top in the closet.Wei Sixian likes to wear light-colored clothes, and this "justice" top is the only one Si Qingyan can find that can be worn out.

Si Qingyan stood in the corridor for a while, waiting for the smell of the toilet to dissipate before returning to the room.Xiao Xie is really a man with a sense of smell. Even though his sense of smell has been weakened to the extreme, Si Qingyan still smelled a little unpleasant smell in the bathroom.

When he came back, Little Shengzi was still having fun, and was still stuck at the level before Si Qingyan left.

Seeing Si Qingyan come in, his eyes lit up, as if he saw his reborn parents.

The little saint handed the phone to Si Qingyan, showing a distressed expression, and bowed to Si Qingyan with his palms together.

I really want to play this level!

Archbishop Wang Wenxiu, who was sitting quietly, also saw this scene, his eyes twitched, and he didn't say anything.

Anyway, Wei Sixian is not an outsider.

Most of the sponsorship and funds are counted on Wei Sixian to donate.

Wang Wenyuan gave a speech outside and used a microphone with a loud voice.

"The slight numbness you feel after sitting in meditation is a normal phenomenon. This is the external manifestation of the stagnation of energy and blood."

"Cultivation can bring us closer to Lord Demon King. As long as we practice for an hour a day, without thinking, without desire, without desire, we will definitely benefit..."

"Our archbishop, Wenxiu, is 72 years old this year, but he looks as young as a 40-year-old, and he is majestic and mighty, and he has many people at night. This is the external manifestation of his cultivation to a high level."

Si Qingyan had a weird expression on her face.

Xiao Xie who returned to the room had a strange expression on his face.

He can make it up!

However, Archbishop Wang Wenxiu, who faces the Mediterranean Sea, has long been used to everything, even though he is only 35 years old this year.

There are inherent benefits to meditating for a while each day, and that's okay.

But isn't it common sense to maintain a posture that will cause numbness and cramps?Why did the people below listen so carefully and take out a small notebook to take notes?It would be nice to have this kung fu to get a certificate, but I believe in cults...

Xiao Xie shook his head secretly, there are too many idiots in this world, perhaps this is the meaning of their existence.

"As long as you devoutly believe in Lord Demon King and make contributions to it, you will be able to obtain profound cultivation methods."

"Praise the devil."

Wang Wenyuan explained all the mysteries of the sect in a pious tone, explaining the profound things in a simple way, and making it up as if it were real.

It is not until the end that the teachings of the Night Cult begin to be said.

"We admire evil and the magnificence of Lord Demon King."

"But we don't advocate hurting others. This will make us fall into hell and lose the mercy of Lord Demon King forever."

A boy below raised his right hand high.

Wang Wenyuan signaled the boy to stand up and answer.

The boy was wearing a black sweater with four large characters on the chest - Dark Mysteries.

The boy first tapped his chest four times with his hand, with a pious expression on his face,

"Praise the devil."

"My lord Bishop Wenyuan, don't hurt others, how should we spread our evil?"

Wang Wenyuan thought for a while and replied:

"When you can't restrain the evil in your heart, take out a blank piece of paper, get a pen ready, chant praises to the devil silently in your heart, and then draw a circle on the paper in a clockwise direction."

"Don't underestimate this process, it is a sacred process of fighting against evil, when you draw enough circles, the evil will be defeated by you, absorbed by you, become a part of your body, and truly become you own power."

"The fewer circles you draw, the more evil is absorbed."

Listening to Wang Wenyuan's serious explanation, Si Qingyan actually felt that drawing circles was a good way.Unexpectedly, Wang Wenyuan's head looks square, but he is a genius in the nonsense industry.

……

"I think I understand a little bit, thank you, esteemed Bishop Wenyuan."

The dark mysterious boy sat down, looking like he was deep in thought, as if he had realized something.

A teenager near him couldn't help showing jealous eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Damn it, he actually got an epiphany! Such an epiphany can at least offset three months of meditation, how could his aptitude be so good..."

The police hiding among the believers lowered their heads, forcibly suppressing the desire to laugh out loud.

What the hell kind of sect is this...

Wang Wenyuan answered the questions of other believers. Most of them were very positive, and even encouraged believers to work hard and support their families on a down-to-earth basis.If you change the environment and say that he is a master of philosophy who guides the direction of life, some people will believe it.

After a while, no believers asked any more questions. Wang Wenyuan solemnly stated that the mysterious bishop was invited to teach everyone.

For a moment, the believers on the first floor applauded like thunder.

The mysterious bishop wears a mask every time he appears on the stage to guide the believers in the direction of the way forward. He will also give gifts to everyone during the New Year and holidays. He is the most popular bishop in the church.

Si Qingyan was completely unaware that the mysterious bishop that Wang Wenyuan was talking about needed to teach during the meeting, and was totally unprepared.

"Bishop Wei, it's your turn."

Si Qingyan looked confused.

Wang Wenxiu asked gently:

"Do you have your mask on?"

Si Qingyan shook his head, he didn't know there would be such an event, and he didn't bring anything.

Little Shengzi knocked on his head, found a dog-head mask from his small box, and handed it to Si Qingyan with some reluctance.

The dog's head on this mask is a Shiba Inu. For some reason, it has a mouthful of snow-white and neat teeth. The smile is full of humor, which makes people want to laugh at a glance.

Wang Wenxiu felt that it was not good enough, and asked tentatively:

"How about you wear a hood?"

That black headgear was really obscene, and it was the lesser of two evils, so Si Qingyan chose the Shiba Inu mask in the hands of the little saint.

Wang Wenxiu sighed, wondering if the believers could accept this dog-head mask...

Wei Sixian didn't want to reveal his identity. In the past, he would wear that tall black and white mask every time he gave lectures. Today, he only has the low-profile version of the dog's head.

The dog's smile is still a bit wretched, there is a little bit of wretchedness, and there is a little bit of humor.

Si Qingyan put the mask on her face and walked to the platform on the second floor.

There is a black lotus throne with a butt mark in the middle.

Si Qingyan strongly suspected that the black lotus throne had faded.

Archbishop Wang Wenxiu sat for three hours just now, did he sweat the throne?