None of the people understood what Mingzhuo meant by that sentence, and Mingzhuo didn't explain further.
It took almost an hour for the car to reach the church.
The white church has a strong Western architectural style, and pigeons are flying and landing in the courtyard.
When they parked, they noticed that the parking lot next to the church was quite full. Sure enough, when they went inside, the church was full of people.
Mingzhuo glanced at the notice posted on the wrought iron gate; today was prayer time.
"What a coincidence," she chuckled silently.
The two doors at the front of the church were closed, only the large door at the back was open.
Mingzhuo went in first and found a seat at random.
She was sitting in the outermost armrest seat, and there was an empty seat next to her, so Gu Xu walked over and sat down.
A moment later, Li Wenhe also stopped here for a while, then squeezed past her and Gu Xu to sit down inside.
The people in the same row immediately became dissatisfied, glaring at this person. "This is too much! Can't you see this place is full?"
Li Wenhe said calmly, "If you feel it's crowded, you can go to the back."
As he spoke, he placed the magic sword beside him, which made a very soft tinkling sound.
The magic sword he is currently using is an unsharpened bronze sword, which used to belong to his uncle.
Unlike Mingzhuo's peach wood sword and the Jiang family's copper coin sword, this copper sword is dangerous even if it is not sharpened.
It was only because he obtained the Xuan Master certificate from the Xuanmen sect and submitted a report that he was able to take this sword out.
When the man saw that the cloth-wrapped object was shaped like a sword and sounded like real metal, he immediately thought to himself, "What a lunatic! Running around with a real sword."
He dared not offend Li Wenhe any further and left cursing.
He Wangyao and Pei Di seized the opportunity and squeezed over, smiling as they looked at the other two people remaining on the bench.
A little while later, the two of them also walked to the back, whispering to each other.
Mingzhuo: "Aren't you going a bit too far by doing this?"
At least Ah Xu and I found an empty seat! These people are even more domineering than I am.
He Wangyao bowed and lowered her voice, saying, "What we did might have saved their lives. After all, it's so dangerous here. The closer we get to the gate, the greater our chances of survival. By the way, boss, have you noticed the problem?"
He was very nervous the whole time, but everyone here seemed normal, and he couldn't see anything wrong with them.
On the platform, the foreign priest said something, and everyone quickly clasped their hands together, placed them on their chests, and began to close their eyes and pray.
When staff members came down to inspect, the group of people, not wanting to stand out, all started to follow suit.
Mingzhuo closed his eyes and felt a chorus of devout prayers all around him.
She has good hearing and listened to the prayers of the crowd. The prayers were a mix of two languages, but it didn't seem to cause any major problems.
She opened her eyes, looked at the statue behind the priest, and suddenly smiled.
I had been wondering where the problem lay, and now I know it was here.
The person on the statue has a Western-style hairstyle, but if you look closely at their facial features, they look remarkably like a person.
Someone noticed that Mingzhuo had opened his eyes and was staring directly at the statue, and immediately came over. "What are you doing? What... what do you mean?"
When the other party saw Mingzhuo draw a peach wood sword, his eyes widened.
Mingzhuo: "Don't misunderstand, I just want to smash the idol to pieces."
"How dare you disrespect the God!" More staff members came over and surrounded Mingzhuo.
Mingzhuo: "God Lord? I get it. You use terms like 'Lord' or 'God Lord' to obscure who is actually depicted on the statue, right?"
Gu Xu narrowed his eyes. In fact, it was too far away and the statue was positioned very high, making it difficult for ordinary people to discern the statue's facial features.
"Is that Luo Wenxin on the statue?" he asked.
Mingzhuo nodded.
The group was surprised, but also had a sense of "so that's how it is."
No wonder Mingzhuo said that many people don't know what they are worshipping. In fact, even before they joined the Xuanmen, they knew very little about these things.
When you enter a temple, you might assume that it enshrines Buddha or Bodhisattva; when you enter a Taoist temple, you might assume that it enshrines the patriarch.
If the person you worship happens to be very effective, then it makes you even more convinced.
In the long run, who will care if the statue looks wrong?
On the contrary, because it is so effective, people become even more devoted and will bring their relatives and friends to worship together.
Li Wenhe sneered: "How shameless! Stealing other people's offerings and usurping their place."
On the pulpit, the priest stopped praying and coldly looked at the group of uninvited guests.
He picked up the microphone, and his voice echoed in the church: "Five evil spirits have infiltrated your ranks. They are disrespectful to God and are trying to smear Him."
Mingzhuo thought to himself that the Mandarin was actually quite standard.
The people around them all opened their eyes and glared angrily at the five.
"You should quickly and sincerely apologize to the gods!"
"I knew something was off about them; turns out they were here to cause trouble!"
"Wait, this woman just said she was going to smash the statue to pieces!"
"A demon! This is definitely a demon! You will all die!"
A man, his eyes red with anger, grabbed an old man's cane and swung it at Mingzhuo.
Gu Xu raised her hand and grabbed the cane. The man, seeing Gu Xu, seemed to have been stabbed somewhere and suddenly burst into a tirade: "You filthy bitch, gold digger..."
Li Wenhe drew his magic sword and said coldly, "Try cursing me again?"
Gu Xu's expression was cold and stern as he forcefully pulled his cane toward himself.
The man hurriedly grabbed with both hands to resist, but the next second Gu Xu suddenly let go, and he immediately fell flat on his back.
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