Lu Ren pushed the door open a crack.

Looking out from that gap, I saw earth-shaking changes inside the church.As if the backward button was pressed, the dust on the walls, railings, and steps fell off quickly, revealing bright lines, and the falling ashes turned into nothing before they touched the ground.

This change started from the very top of the church, and a bright moon in the night can be seen through the skylight, but at this time, candles ignited out of thin air, illuminating the church as bright as day, and the mottled dimness of the countless candlesticks also faded coat, showing their gilded bodies when they were still well cared for.Everything in the church is exquisite, exquisite and solemn at the same time, complicated religious patterns can be seen everywhere, and they are clearly reflected in the eyes.Its decayed appearance in the daytime seems to be an illusion. This is a living church, as if a door will open at any time, and a group of priests dressed in solemn white clothes will emerge from it, kneeling at the feet of the gods and singing hymns.

Lu Ren didn't see the clerics, but those "people" who came out of the downstairs room had already entered his eyes.

Lu Ren really couldn't call those existences "people".

Dozens of bodies wrapped in white shrouds came to the statue one after another, knelt tremblingly, and surrounded the altar in front of the statue.They crawled on the ground, and the stiff arc of their bodies made them look like corpses dug out of the grave and forced to pose like this.

The heads were also wrapped in thick shrouds, and not an inch of skin was exposed from their entire body—if they had such a thing.But Lu Ren could easily see that their foreheads were tightly pressed against the ground, and they did not dare to lift them up, as if they were afraid to look directly at the statues.

wrong.

Lu Ren frowned, maybe it wasn't the statues that they didn't dare to look at.

But the people on the altar.

Now the altar is empty.Looking at the weird scene downstairs, Lu Ren felt that there was something missing on the altar no matter what he looked at.

As soon as Lu Ren thought of this, he felt his feet move.

Only then did he realize that at some point he wasn't peeping through the crack of the door, the door was wide open at this moment, and he had already stepped out of the door, came to the railing, and looked down from behind the railing.

It was because of this that he could see clearly what happened on the first floor.

His limbs did not move because of his own thoughts, as if there was another soul in his body that took away most of the control of his body. Lu Ren could still turn his head and talk, but he couldn't control his feet to go upstairs. go down.

Lu Ren only had time to say to Bai Zhu, don't come over.

After saying this, he lost even the ability to speak.

Lu Ren came to the first floor uncontrollably.

It's not like when the body was dominated by NPCs before. At that time, he knew what the priest was doing with this body, but he didn't have any other feeling except that he could see through the priest's eyes.At this moment, he lost control of his body, but he could feel the sinking sensation of his feet on the soft carpet, and he could feel the coolness of his fingertips when his hands were flat on the stair railing.It seems that the body no longer belongs to me, but it is my soul that fills my body and dominates it.

The "people" tightly wrapped in the shroud did not completely surround the altar, and they left an aisle in the middle, and Lu Ren came to the altar through this aisle.

He turned around on the altar, condescendingly looking down at the "people" kneeling under the altar.

The vacancy on the altar that Lu Ren had always had a hunch was filled by himself at this moment.

Lu Ren didn't say anything for a long time. He felt a contemptuous emotion that disgusted him. Another soul was clearly telling it how abominable and abominable the "person" kneeling below was to him, like an ant. negligible.

"Those who gather together are not necessarily like-minded people, and those who kneel at the feet of the gods are not necessarily believers of the gods." Lu Ren heard "myself" say slowly, "Pagans are trying to shake the majesty of God, and hypocrites are trying to deceive God. Eyes, the meddlesome man tries to peer into the glory of God."

"The gods will not be angry with these miserable and shameful people, but his servants who walk in the world should wipe the dust from under his throne."

"Lu Ren"'s eyes fell on the "person" closest to him.

"Bishop Baisen," "Lu Ren" said coldly, "only blood can wash away your sins."

He stepped down the steps, grabbed Bishop Baisen by the neck and dragged him up to the altar. He looked surprisingly relaxed, because the shroud clinging tightly to his body outlined his ridiculously thin neck—like There was only a piece of neck bone left.

Bai Zhuo looked downstairs intently, and when "Lu Ren" left for a while, he didn't take his eyes off the altar.

He couldn't see the whole picture of the altar, but he could still see the lines on the upper half of the altar.

The pattern is not unfamiliar, Bai Zhu didn't recognize it at first glance, but felt familiar, after looking at it for a while, he suddenly realized that it was the pattern he had seen in the copy of the orphanage!

The two patterns can be said to be exactly the same, but compared to the altar in the orphanage, the altar in front of us is several times larger.Bai Zhu wanted to see more clearly, but when he leaned forward, his foot accidentally touched the threshold. He immediately came back to his senses, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Lu Ren" looked up, and then he looked away calmly.

Bishop Baisen was dragged by him all the way to the statue. During the daytime, the statue was empty, but now it was filled with sacrifices. Those sacrifices looked very strange. They were not common melons, fruits and flowers dedicated to the gods, but a I just don't know what's in the barrel.

The distance was too far, and Bai Zhu, who returned to the crack of the door, tried his best to look, but he could only confirm that the barrel seemed to be liquid.

But then, he knew what was inside.

"Lu Ren" picked up one of the wooden barrels and poured it on the head of Bishop Bai Sen!

The transparent viscous liquid dripped all over the bishop's body in an instant, and "Lu Ren" didn't stop there. He picked up the candlestick at the side and threw it on the bishop!

The flame instantly occupied his field of vision.

Lu Ren watched as Bishop Bai Sen was caught off guard and turned into a mass of fiery people in front of him.

But what surprised him even more was yet to come.As the flames spread, Bishop Baisen rolled and struggled on the ground. What was puzzling was that he didn't utter a cry of pain, and there was a rattling sound from the flames.

Even such a violent tumbling did not make the shroud wrapped tightly around his body unravel, but the thick cloth was scorched black by the flames, and finally turned into pieces of ashes, and Bai Sen under the shroud The bishop also showed his full face at this moment!

That doesn't count as a person.

It was a white skeleton.

The scene in front of him was extremely absurd.

The object of the priest's judgment in front of the statue, the inferior person he called, turned out to be a skeleton!

The skeleton was like a living person, struggling in the flames because of the scorching pain, the mandible was wide open, and the rattling sound that Lu Ren heard before was made by the collision with the upper jaw from time to time, as if in Crying for help in general.

However, with only a pair of bones left, he could not speak a word.

During the period, the priest just watched with cold eyes, while the other "people" wrapped in shrouds, who were probably just skeletons, knelt on the ground and couldn't stop shaking.

The torture did not stop until the shroud was completely reduced to ashes.

At the same time, the skeleton also lay on the ground without moving.In the later stage, its struggle gradually weakened, as if a living person was burned at the stake. He originally wanted to extinguish the flames on his body by rolling, but in vain, his life gradually lost, and finally turned into a charred black corpse.

The skeleton didn't move, but the flames were still burning.

This trial is like a weird drama.

But Lu Ren suddenly realized that all these things happened for real.

The flame burned for an unusually long time, and when it went out, a distant bell rang in Lu Ren's ear, as if to tell the audience that the drama was ending at this moment.The actors burned to death in the play climbed up from the ground after the play ended, and the bell sounded like an order, and the skeletons who heard the order receded like a tide and rushed back to the room where they came out.

The ashes on the ground melted like snow.

Lu Ren felt his "self" raised his head, and his gaze was forced to shift, and then landed on a door.

That is--

Lu Ren saw the gap in the door that was still closed.

Bai Zhu was caught off guard and met the gaze of "Lu Ren" who suddenly raised his head.

Those familiar eyes looked at him with completely unfamiliar emotions. He was smiling but not smiling. The way he looked at him was no different from looking at the skeletons kneeling under the altar.

The scene around him changed rapidly, just like after the previous bell rang, the church changed its appearance again because of the new bell.It gradually became old and decayed, thick dust covered the magic circle above the altar, and the statue became dim and irrelevant again.

The candles went out one by one. "Lu Ren" stepped down from the altar, and the speed of restoration of the church was much faster than before.As "Lu Ren" walked, dark stains appeared on the carpet he walked on, and large areas of corroded traces appeared, and finally disappeared.

Every time "Lu Ren" walked up a step, the steps were covered with thick dust, just like what Bai Zhu and the others saw when they came, there were no footprints on the dust, it was as thick as if no one had walked for decades Pass.

After reaching the third floor, the priest did not go on to the fourth floor.

Lu Ren's heart was instantly filled with anxiety.

The priest kept walking, and walked to Bai Zhu's room without any mistakes. The door that fell into his eyes had been tightly closed, as if it had never been opened.The priest didn't mind, and his steps were still calm.

Lu Ren suddenly remembered what the priest said not long ago.

—Many people try to peek into the glory of God.

The pagan may be the bishop of Baisen, and the hypocrite is the person who pretends to believe in the gods. Who are the troubled people referring to?

Are you talking about the people who saw this weird trial?

The author has something to say: procrastinating for a while is a pleasure, and has been procrastinating for crematoriums.

Can I really finish writing the list [Sluggish]

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