It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Pastor Zhan knelt on the ground and prayed with his cross in his hands after dark.

At two o'clock in the morning, he stood up, walked to the window, stared at the dark night for a long time, sighed, and gently opened the door and went out.

He stood at the door of Master Zhidu's room next door, his eyes filled with conflict in the darkness.

After a long while, he seemed to have made up his mind, his eyes filled with determination.

He raised one hand, about to knock on the door, but then noticed the talisman on the door and slowly lowered his hand.

They didn't leave immediately, but stood there for quite a while before finally departing.

After Pastor Zhan left, Master Zhidu, who was separated from the other side of the wall, breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Xi, puzzled, asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong?"

Zhi Du didn't speak, his expression was very focused, and his ears even twitched.

Suddenly, his expression became anxious, and he looked in a certain direction. He wasn't looking at the furnishings in the room, but rather as if he were looking through the wall at somewhere else.

Han Xi kept a close eye on him. When she saw his expression change, she also became very nervous, gripping the blanket tightly.

But the tension didn't last long, because soon she saw the old monk opposite her relax.

She relaxed and let out a big breath.

Pastor Zhan stood outside Black Hawk and Zhao Xu's door for a while, but for some reason, he left.

Finally, he arrived at the door of Jiang Ting's room on the first floor.

But before he could make a move, he realized something was wrong. There was no one in the room, and then a vine lashed out from behind him.

He calmly turned around and raised the cross. The cross emitted a white light, and the vines that came into contact with the white light instantly turned into powder.

Jiang Ting, who was hiding in the corner, was horrified when she saw this scene.

This pastor is truly a man of few words.

The shock lasted only a moment; the next attack wasn't with a single vine, but with countless vines.

She knew tonight wouldn't be quiet, so after nightfall, she scattered many seeds in various corners of the first floor.

These seeds were stirred and flowed toward Pastor James from all directions.

Pastor Zhan, seeing so many vines through the light emanating from the cross, was not alarmed; he simply calmly raised the cross again.

The vines turned into powder after being illuminated by the white light.

Jiang Ting nearly ground her teeth to powder; her abilities were completely useless against this pastor.

After a moment's thought, since superpowers were useless, the only option was to fight using other methods.

She had already memorized the layout and location of the entire main hall. She ran a few steps to the piano, grabbed a chair, and headed towards Pastor James.

Pastor Zhan's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw her carrying a chair over.

But it was fleeting.

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Ting shouted and slammed the chair down on him.

But suddenly... she froze.

The chair was caught by Pastor Zhan, who looked rather unassuming, with one hand.

She tugged at it a few times, but couldn't budge it.

I was shocked again; this person had been hiding his true abilities far too well.

Abandon the chair, take two steps back, turn around and run quickly.

She couldn't handle Pastor Zhan, so escaping was the priority.

Just as she ran to the gate and was about to open it, she discovered that she couldn't move her body at all.

She strained to glance back and saw a red light approaching her.

Upon closer inspection, the red light was found to be emanating from the cross on the pastor's chest.

It's a strange cross; it can emit both white and red light.

What kind?

Pastor James walked up behind her and stopped.

"Ms. Jiang, don't struggle in vain. I won't take your life."

Jiang Ting wanted to ask, "If you don't want my life, then what do you want?"

But she couldn't open her mouth at all.

She couldn't see what he was doing behind her back.

After Pastor Zhan finished speaking, he took off the red-glowing cross from his chest and stuck it to Jiang Ting's back.

Jiang Ting's pupils dilated instantly; this bastard was actually stripping away her superpowers.

She cried out in her heart, hoping someone would come to save him.

Whether the shouts were effective or something else, a gunshot rang out.

When Jiang Ting shouted "Go to hell," everyone upstairs heard it.

Emma pretended not to hear; as long as no one bothered her, she didn't want to care about anything.

Master Zhidu immediately used the five fingers of his right hand to perform divination. After finishing, his face turned ashen and he became dejected.

It seems my understanding of Buddhism is insufficient; I didn't anticipate this ability beforehand.

Han Xi couldn't sit still; feeling restless, she paced back and forth in the room.

Black Hawk and Zhao Xu both heard it and recognized the voice as Jiang Ting's.

Jiang Ting usually gives off a cold and powerful vibe, but the voice she just spoke was filled with exasperation, which made the two of them a little uneasy.

They didn't want anything to happen to her, after all, she was a future comrade they wanted to recruit into the Otherworld Bureau.

"Should we go out and take a look?" Zhao Xu asked Black Hawk in a low voice.

Black Hawk thought for a moment, then crouched down and walked to the door. "I'll go check on you. You're here."

Zhao Xu disagreed, crouching down to walk to his side. "If you're going, come along. Even if I'm not good at fighting, I'm still a good shot."

Black Hawk didn't say anything, but carefully opened the door a crack, cautiously peeked out a few times, then opened the crack wider and squeezed out.

Zhao Xu followed him out.

As the two cautiously stepped out, they saw an eerie red light emanating from the main hall on the first floor, and Jiang Ting standing motionless at the entrance in a strange posture.

Instead of acting rashly, the two hid in a blind spot on the first floor to observe.

When they saw Pastor Zhan stick something emitting red light to Jiang Ting's back, they knew they couldn't wait any longer.

Black Hawk fired a shot at Pastor James's back, hitting him.

The shot missed Pastor Zhan because he dodged it, and ended up hitting Jiang Ting instead.

Black Hawk's face darkened as he hit his future partner.

Seeing that Pastor Zhan had moved back to stand behind Jiang Ting, Zhao Xu cursed inwardly, "How cunning! This way they can't fire."

Black Hawk grabbed the railing and jumped directly from the second floor. Zhao Xu didn't have that kind of fighting ability, so he didn't dare to jump and ran down the stairs instead.

He stopped abruptly halfway down the stairs, staring in terror at the motionless Black Hawk.

This is the same situation as Jiang Ting's.

He immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Without thinking twice, he shouted, "Eagle, what's wrong?"

Black Hawk wanted to respond, but he couldn't utter a sound. At that moment, he regretted his carelessness.

Why didn't you think twice before rushing out when you saw Jiang Ting standing there strangely motionless, and ended up falling into her trap?

Black Hawk didn't respond. Zhao Xu knew he had been tricked, but he couldn't figure out how or what trick he had been tricked by.

In his anxiety, he raised his gun and aimed it at Pastor James.

After much internal struggle, he finally put down his gun. Even if he fired, he knew he would most likely miss him and hit Jiang Ting instead.

"Pastor James, what exactly do you want to do!"

Zhao Xu shouted loudly, his voice full of resentment. They had all been deceived. The seemingly most harmless person was actually the most cunning.

Upon hearing this, Pastor Zhan turned around. His expression was not visible due to the red light, but he said in a reassuring voice, "Don't worry, they are not in any danger."