Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 151 There is still a sequel
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The train from Shanghai to Jinling blew a long whistle.

Shi Jian, who had been cursed by Lin Jiu and now looked like a puppet, followed Lin Jiu closely and walked into the train carriage.

Through the car window, Lin Jiu waved at Qiu Chuji.

"Brother Qiu! Won't you go to Maoshan with me?" Lin Jiu asked finally.

Qiu Chuji shook his head and said, "This matter has come to an end. I will travel around for a while and then I should leave."

"Next time I come, I will find you, Lin Jiu, to have another ghost feast!"

Lin Jiu nodded and said, "Okay! After I have dealt with the matter of my eldest senior brother, I will go and capture the two ghost kings and wait for you to come again in Renjia Village."

Qiu Chuji laughed and said, "That's great, but the Ghost King is not easy to cook. You have the recipe too, so we have to collect all the ingredients first."

The more sinful the ghosts are, the more punishments they have to endure and the longer they have to endure. To shorten the multiple punishments and long punishment time to a few hours or even a few days at most, it requires some means and the assistance of some materials.

Lin Jiu said: "What does it matter? I have so many fellow apprentices. As long as I want to find it, I can always collect it."

Qiu Chuji was stunned when he heard this, then nodded: "That's true!"

With the last long whistle, the heavy body of the train slowly moved.

"See you later!"

"See you later!"

The two men bowed to each other through the car window, and Master Lin Jiu and his disciple escorted Shi Jian away.

Lin Jiu seemed to want to win over the hearts of the people and command his peers. Was he stimulated by Shi Jian to want to compete for supremacy?
Or was it that the incident with Ruth made him feel a sense of crisis?
The Ghost King Banquet...is not so easy to hold!
Maoshan Taoist priests who have barely entered the door, such as Qiu Sheng and Wencai, can only eat lonely ghosts whose sins are not serious and whose obsessions are not strong. When it comes to the level of Ghost King, even Qiu Chuji and Lin Jiu would have risks in digesting them. Of course, there will be many benefits afterwards.

Lin Jiu planned to spread the method of eating ghosts among his fellow disciples, and was obviously prepared to take the risk to strengthen everyone as a whole.

"That's fine! Maybe it's fate."

"I came to this world with the intention of saving the world, but how can the power of one person be compared to the power of millions of people?"

"First there was the purification of the demon pill, and then there was the secret technique of eating ghosts. This may be why this world was not meant to be destroyed. It was fate that let me do it and it fell into this world."

“This is fate!”

Qiu Chuji felt an epiphany in his heart, and the spirit that was residing in the spirit platform and holding the golden elixir began to flicker. At this time, part of the pattern of the innate diagram also appeared in the spirit platform, which seemed to vaguely echo the diagram in the Yuxu small world.

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In a small church in the British Concession, Charles was sitting on a chair and praying towards the cross.

Charles is from England, and naturally he believes in Protestantism. Unlike Catholicism and Orthodoxy, Protestantism advocates that every believer can seek and accept God's revelation based on his or her own faith and understanding of the Bible.

Initially, it was a manifestation of anti-authority, delegating the lofty divine power to the people, so that everyone would have the opportunity to touch the thoughts of God.

It is no longer the cardinals who say 'God said this and that' and the people and nobles need to obey his will.

But what followed was a large amount of distortion of the Bible and deliberate evil guidance.

Many evil religions and cults originated from Protestantism.

Countless ambitious people have hidden their ambitions in this huge and free sectarian system, digging for their own treasures in the name of God.

"Money failed! Cruise also returned to the arms of Satan." "If we want the glory of the Lord to shine on this land faster, we need to make more efforts." Charles clasped his hands in front of his chest, his voice full of piety.

A missionary who was not too old but whose exact age was hard to determine walked out of the confessional nearby. His hands were tattooed with dense thorn patterns, which were intertwined to the point that one would feel dizzy at a glance.

"The fusion of zombies and vampires does have extremely high value, but the shortcomings are still obvious."

"The corpse qi of zombies will reduce the thinking ability of vampires. This is what happened to Gloucester. He is a vampire count who has lived for hundreds of years and lived a very careful life in the dark world of the West. But when he possessed the power of zombies, he became arrogant and conceited."

"So, we need to change direction. Instead of using vampires to cater to zombies, we need to use zombies that have recovered their full intelligence to cater to vampires." Under the Lord's gaze, the missionaries discussed how to create difficult demons with their own hands.

"Haven't we already tested this?"

"Injecting vampire blood into the bodies of zombies and then activating them with electric current can restore some of their intelligence, but there won't be much left," Charles said.

"Besides... we have failed so many times that some bosses are no longer willing to buy into our business."

"Compared to hiring our zombie vampires who could get out of control at any time, they would rather directly hire orthodox vampires, or cheap werewolves, or even cooperate with the natives of the East."

Charles stood up. At this moment, he clearly had the aura and demeanor of a big shot, which was very different from when he was captured by Qiu Chuji.

“That’s because our material is so bad.”

"I have obtained a drop of the Piercer's blood through my connections at home, and those bannermen have also relented and are willing to cooperate with us. They have an excellent, excellent zombie."

The two of them were still discussing, not noticing that there was one more person in this small church.

"I guess you didn't talk about good things." Qiu Chuji's voice woke the two of them up.

The moment Charles saw Qiu Chuji, his whole face changed color.

The missionary took out a golden revolver and fired three shots in succession at Qiu Chuji.

His revolver seemed to be of a special type, without considering the problem of recoil. The bullets fired were extremely fierce and explosive, and were also mixed with some energy belonging to the Western supernatural world.

But the bullets were blocked by Qiu Chuji's protective energy three feet away, solidified in the air, and then fell to the ground with a clang.

"I don't want to know what you are plotting."

"No matter what the conspiracy is, as long as the person who created the conspiracy is killed, the matter will have a satisfactory outcome for everyone."

As soon as Qiu Chuji thought about it, the true energy in Charles' body exploded directly.

A sharp sword energy first pierced through Charles' body and then stabbed into the missionary's body.

The flesh and blood of the two men mixed together, and some of the splattered blood plasma spilled onto the cross not far away.

"May you be blessed with infinite happiness..."

"I, the Taoist disciple Qiu Chuji, have stained your precious land with blood. If you have any problem, please find me, the Three Pure Ones." Qiu Chuji bowed in the direction of the cross, then stomped his feet hard.

The earth was shaking, and the entire small church was collapsing.

(End of this chapter)