As soon as they met, Zhu Yingying and Xu Xiaoman told Jiang Shan and the other two what they had heard:
"Brother Jiang, there's a message coming out of the town church saying there's a prophecy about a disaster. Xiaoman and I think this might be related to our mission."
"We heard something too, and were just about to tell you."
Zhao Liang pushed his glasses and explained.
"If we want to find out the truth about this matter, we still have to go to the church and ask the person who spread the news."
After Jiang Shan made this suggestion, a slender figure wearing a nun's robe and a cross on her chest suddenly appeared in the minds of others.
Sister Mary!!
If we were to ask where the news from the church could be most reliable, it would undoubtedly be the nuns in the church.
The sun had not yet completely set. After making this decision, they walked straight towards the church together.
The church is located in the center of the town. It doesn't take too much time to walk there from anywhere in the town, so Jiang Shan and his four companions arrived there soon.
"ah--"
"Hold him down! Don't move!"
As soon as they saw the dark and tall outer walls of the church, they saw seven or eight residents of the town blocking the church door tightly, and screams were heard from inside from time to time.
"What happened?"
The five people were a little confused when they saw this situation, so they walked over and looked inside, but unfortunately they couldn't see clearly because of the crowd outside.
Xu Xiaoman was small in stature, so she found a gap in the crowd and barely managed to squeeze half of her body in.
When she raised her eyes, she saw a middle-aged man with half of his leg broken and bleeding profusely, his arm stained red, lying on a long table, biting a towel in his mouth.
Sister Mary, whom they had come to find, was standing by the table, treating the man's wound with a knife.
"Wipe the sweat off my forehead! Don't let the sweat stay on your forehead!"
In the crowd, Tian Miaomiao was holding a small knife in her hand and cleaning the blood stains on the wound bit by bit. Feeling the sweat on her forehead about to slide down, she said something to Mrs. Winnie next to her without raising her head.
Mrs. Winnie's face was a little panicked. Her hands were trembling as she looked at the bleeding wound on Tian Miaomiao's hand. But when she heard this, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.
"...Okay, Sister Mary."
She answered, raised the handkerchief in her hand and gently wiped away the sweat on Tian Miaomiao's forehead.
After a moment, Tian Miaomiao cleaned the last bit of bloody wound with a calm look, and threw the knife in her hand into the clear water beside her with a "bang".
The blood stains on the blade instantly dyed the basin of clear water blood-red.
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