Lin Lezhi said, "There is a black cult in Haiti called Voodoo. Their wizards are good at turning people into living corpses and doing hard work in plantations. These resurrected corpses can move, eat, obey the instructions of those who talk to them and even talk, but they have no memory and don’t know their environment."
The priests took a breath of cold air. It’s really gloomy for black people to add these strange things, but even so, they still won’t believe in these pseudo-gods’ power, because this is the unshakable faith, and the root of faith is not logical and rational.
At this time, seeing Hong Xiu’s insanity in the southern United States, Zhang Da Lin Lezhi immediately thought of the description of Haitian black religion, which was so similar.
"King of Heaven"
The brothers quietly called first, but the king still had no expression, as if he could not hear or see anything.
Some people looked at each other. They were excited when they heard the news of the resurrection of the king. They finally saw the king show miracles. For example, many old brothers had seen various bodies in the Yang Xiuqing era
Slowly they followed the call.
"heavenly king"
"King of Heaven"
I don’t know if this kind of call sounded suddenly. Hongxiu took a deep breath and suddenly sat up as if she had had a nightmare. Her mouth was big and her eyes were wide and her mouth was wide and she shouted.
"Nearly loyal into abandon loyalty is defeated! Father, I remember! "
Everyone was shocked, including those military commanders who had fought many battles. They all stepped back a few steps, and their hearts beat unnatural. Grandma really lived.
The priest’s heart is also ordinary-although they believe that anything different from Christianity is heresy, it still makes people feel the hair stand on end to see this strange sight.
What Lin Lezhi insisted on was that they believed in orthodoxy. How many pagan witches and werewolves did his predecessors fight against all kinds of heresies and burn them? Although they all happened in the Middle Ages, he firmly believed that even if he saw something bizarre, he would not shake his faith. It was Lin Lezhi’s heart that suddenly became worried. Once this magical story of heresy came, it was easy for them to establish their faith among China people all over the world, and it would collapse in an instant.
Thinking that those predecessors from Matteo Ricci and Tang Ruowang worked hard in this country to get today’s situation, Lin Lezhi suddenly felt obligated to protect these achievements, and he could not let this heresy go.
He stepped forward firmly, silently recited hymns in his heart and prayed to the emperor, holding only the priest’s robe cross in his hand.
Kings also woke up from fear at this time. Li Xiucheng was the first to react and knelt down.
"Long live the king! Long live the king!"
Other report followed knelt down.
This kneeling exposed several foreigners who didn’t kneel, and also exposed Zhu Jinglun.
The monarchs are so devout that they not only kneel on the ground, but also dare not look at the king with rapt attention.
This gave Lin Lezhi a chance to pull out his cross from the side of the king.
"Go to hell in the name of the heretical emperor!"
Lin Lezhi’s look is both serious and never with a martyrdom awe-inspiring like a saint.
But the funny thing is that he didn’t hit Hongxiu with a cross, but he kept chanting hymns on his head.
This is exorcism!
Zhu Jinglun opened his eyes wide.
Hongxiu was startled. Although he woke up as if he had had a nightmare, he kept repeating a sound in his head. He took it for granted that the strange mechanical sound without emotion was the father’s warning.
But suddenly a madman jumped out and put a cross on his head. He had encountered such a thing. Even in the war, he was a fanatical soldier who rushed in front. He didn’t take any risks.
Being approached for the first time woke him up, but then the sound in his head disappeared as if it had never appeared, and he shouted with surprise and anger.
"Somebody pull this bold fanatic out and dismember him!"
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Everyone has no prejudice against religion. This chapter is to write about a fanatic. It is not intended to target Christianity. If some Christians feel offended, I’m sorry. Honestly, they can also write about Christianity and other religions. I dare not write.
Section three hundred and fifty-four Loyal king is nine thousand years old
One by one, the prince was immersed in the worship of the heavenly king. Suddenly, he heard this sound, regardless of the offense. Yan Ma looked up and saw a foreigner holding a cross against the forehead of the heavenly king. He was immediately angry. Many princes were going to draw out their swords to kill people, but only then did they find that they didn’t bring their roots in. No one dared to bring a knife into the heavenly palace.
Yes, Li Xiucheng carried a sword with him in the name of protecting the heavenly king, but he didn’t draw his sword.
Zhu Jinglun also came out at this time and quickly shouted "Don’t make it!"
He also walked away and was stopped by a bunch of report.
Hong Xiu looked at Zhu Jinglun strangely and found that he didn’t know this person at all or these foreigners present. He didn’t know what happened at all. He was frightened. He also had a dream and didn’t know that he had died once.
"Tianwangbi, you are really awake. I wish the founder of Hong Xian Fu a long life!"
Zhu jinglun shouted at random in the back
Hongxiu doesn’t know him, but it’s not easy to ask him. But the king is the emperor. He knows everything and can’t ask. He can temporarily suppress his doubts and silence.
"The heavenly king can’t kill this foreigner!"
Li Xiucheng didn’t draw his sword, but he has instructed several other princes to control several foreigners. With the cross, Lin Lezhi has been pressed to the ground.
The heavenly king snorted, "If the loyal king offends me, can’t he kill me?"
Li Xiucheng respectfully said, "They’re here to baptize the heavenly king. It’s also a kind of boxing. Please forgive me."
Li Xiucheng dare not say that killing these foreigners will bring foreign soldiers because he didn’t say that Hongxiu didn’t care what foreigners were not foreigners.
Hong Xiu seems to have thought of something and nodded slightly. "The heavenly father has a good life and morality, and he will be the first offender in your class and spare this time."
With these words, Archbishop Hong felt that he should wake up and figure out some things. Why did so many people come to the bedroom? They seemed to have slept. Did these people intend to have bad intentions, but they didn’t look like what happened?
So he waved his hand, "I’m tired, you can leave first."
At this time, no one dares to disobey Hongxiu’s darling and go back out. I have been afraid to look at Hongxiu with my head down, including Hongxiu’s two brothers.
Li Xiucheng trembles but goes out in silence without saying a word.
After seeing all the people leaving, Hong Xiuma called for Tianguifu Hong.
He trusts his son and no one else.
Carefully ask his son what happened. At this time, Hong Xiucai knew that he had died once. The city said that he had gone to heaven to see his heavenly father for seven days. After arrival, he woke up seven days later. His son was still stupid. wait for a while asked him if he had seen his grandfather.
Hong Xiu can say that he saw white hair and white beard carrying a sword and giving him a face-to-face instruction.
Tianguifu Hong asked his grandfather what he had to say.
Hongxiu that sentence rang again at this time.
Those words were repeated in his daze, which was an indescribable sound. Of course, it was indescribable. It was Zhu Jinglun’s mechanical body vibrating next to his eardrum, which was totally different from human sound.
"If you are close to loyalty, you will be defeated!"