Chapter 518 What are you looking at?

According to the leader's argument, those who do not believe in the God of Light with him and atone their sins to God will suffer endless torture in the eighteen levels of hell.

As expected, Niu Gandang immediately came to his senses: "Pooh, pooh, pooh! What the fat guy said is all lies!"

Annan couldn't help but smile.

Good guy, the title has changed.

Niu Gandang muttered a few words and looked at Annan for help:

"What he said is all lies, right? My wife is not suffering in the eighteenth level of hell! She has never done anything bad. She often participates in volunteers without borders to help the disadvantaged and small animals...

If such a beautiful girl has to go to hell, it is totally unjust!"

Annan patted the silly brother's shoulder and signaled him to calm down.

Then he handed him the binoculars in his hand and said, "It's obvious that those two died of malnutrition and hypothermia. Do you think they look like they are enjoying the blessing of heaven?"

She really scoffed at the arguments of this religion.

When you are alive, you should try your best to live a good life. Why do you always think about what you will do after you die?

Niu Gandang took the telescope and looked at the mother and son, then looked at the gauze on the back of his hand that was slightly soaked with blood.

He cursed loudly: "That damn leader is just deceiving and harming people!"

His voice was quite loud. Annan was startled and looked around quickly.

Fortunately, everyone else was cheering with the white-robed woman on the stage to celebrate the mother and son's "ascension to immortality." The cheers were so deafening that no one could hear what those in the last row were saying.

But he still warned him: "Brother, keep your voice down. Aren't you afraid of being torn to pieces by the believers here?"

Niu Gandang shook his head in embarrassment: "Sorry, sister, I just have a bad temper..."

In this way, Niu Gan Dang, who was almost brainwashed, was pulled down by Annan in time and returned to the right path:

"Sister, let's go! Don't waste time here, go find Guoqiang!"

Annan pointed to the front and said, "Your brother-in-law is in the third row in front. You'll see him after the show ends."

Niu Gandang was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with disbelief: "This is impossible! Guoqiang is the most staunch atheist, how could he possibly believe in this evil cult!"

Annan looked at him expressionlessly: "You have traveled a lot over the years and have seen a lot. Didn't you almost fall into the trap?"

He paused and emphasized, "And this is only your first day here. He lives here every day."

Niu Gandang remained silent.

After a while, he muttered silently: "I do... but Guoqiang can't. His spiritual core is not ordinary stable."

Annan pointed outside the door and said, "I have asked the two saints outside, and he is indeed here. You can see him after the show is over."

Niu Gandang still couldn't believe it, and kept muttering: "This is impossible... How is this possible..."

Annan didn't say anything more to him.

Whether his family members believe in religion or not is none of her business. Anyway, no matter what their beliefs are, it doesn't stop her from buying things.

On the platform, Fatty, his wife and a few saints chanted the "send away the soul" spell, and then had the two bodies carried to the backstage.

This ridiculous party finally came to an end.

Everyone in the room sang and bowed, ending today's gathering in a very ceremonial manner, and evacuated in an orderly manner under the command of the saints.

Annan, Gu Zhiyu and Niu Gandang leaned back and waited until most people had left before they were led to the platform by the two girls who were guarding the gate.

From what they said, as survivors who came here for the first time, they must say hello to the leader first.

Annan knew that Song Guoqiang would not leave directly after the meeting, but would chat with the leader for a while, so he obediently followed them forward.

Along the way, Niu Gandang kept looking around, trying to find Song Guoqiang.

But until I walked to the side of the platform, I didn't see any familiar figures.

Everyone in the audience had left by now, and on the stage there were only the high and mighty leader, a few saintly ladies in white, and a white-haired old man who was talking to the leader.

Niu Gandang stared at the old man's back and muttered silently in his heart: This old man is about the same height as my Guoqiang.

But he is too old to be...

At this moment, the man who was talking to the leader moved, revealing half of his face.

Niu Gandang was stunned.

Then he shouted incredulously: "Guoqiang??"

The white-haired old man immediately turned around upon hearing the voice, revealing his entire face.

Only then did Annan and the others see clearly that the other person was not an old man at all. He looked to be no more than 40 or 50 years old.

It's just that he has too many white hairs and his back is hunched, so from behind he looks like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Niu Gandang suddenly choked up and used his hands and feet to climb up the platform: "Guoqiang! How did you become like this!"

The white-haired man was also surprised. He quickly reached out to help him and shouted, "Brother-in-law! Is it you?!"

As if he had not expected that his brother-in-law was still alive, Song Guoqiang looked even more excited than Niu Gandang.

"Brother-in-law! Where have you been all these years? Why did you come back to Jesan? Are you okay..."

Annan watched the touching scene of their relatives recognizing each other, and walked aside silently with Gu Zhiyu, and went up the stairs on both sides of the platform.

Although she was happy that she finally found the person she was looking for, she was not going to climb up to him like a cow.

At this time, Niu Gan Dang was about to cry and choke. He hugged his brother and touched his hair distressedly:

"Wuwuwu! How did you become like this?"

Song Guoqiang also had tears in his eyes, but he still comforted her softly:

"Don't worry. I'm fine. I've just been worrying a lot these past few years, so it's inevitable that I look a little worse..."

Annan looked at Song Guoqiang's white hair and felt a little moved.

Song Guoqiang is younger than Niu Gandang, about forty years old. Now his hair is completely white, and the wrinkles on his face are several times more than Niu Gandang's, and his back is bent.

You can tell at first glance that he has a heavy burden on his shoulders and worries too much.

It can be seen that Niu Gandang was right, this man is indeed a good official who loves his people like his own children.

At this moment, Gu Zhiyu beside her suddenly took a step forward and blocked half of her body behind him.

An Nan turned her head and looked at him in surprise. However, he did not look at Song Guoqiang and Niu Gandang like she did, but stared directly at the leader and the saints opposite.

Following his line of sight, Annan met the fat boy's eyes.

The greasy-faced "wild boar spirit" was staring at her.

Annan was instantly physically disgusted.

He stared and shouted: "What are you looking at?!"