Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Two ideas surfaced, one is to let the "rogue" Dark Emperor touch the church post in the middle of the night, and the other is to let the magic lamp throw small notes in the church.

Klein thought a little smugly, for such a difficult problem, I can also have two ways to solve it.

Weighing the pros and cons, the first plan feels really inconsistent with the mysterious, majestic, and righteous image of the "rogue". This behavior is also equivalent to provoking the authority of the church, which is slightly equivalent to Sun Monkey's writing on the finger of Tathagata Buddha "Here you are." A tour", and then urinated again, there is a high risk of being restrained by special abilities and being arrested on the spot. No matter how bad it is, it will increase the degree of harm of the "rogue" on the church's side, which may cause the ranking of the purification sequence to rise.

The advantage is that it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. It should be helpful for the digestion of potions to change the living people at the door of the church.

The second option, Klein believes that since the magic lamp can act autonomously, the feasibility is definitely no problem. It has a high status and is anti-divination, so it should not be discovered, and it definitely cannot be related to me through it. low risk.

However, the first is whether the magic lamp will agree, and secondly, what if it charges.

If the report is really successful, those detectives seem to be out of work again.

What a miserable Mr. Stuart, I'm really sorry for him, when he met himself, a Terminator of high-priced commissions.

As for the detectives who just joined, someone reported this kind of thing, and Klein couldn't control so much. The murderer killed at least one a week. If he didn't catch him quickly, more people would lose their lives.

Returning to reality, Klein directly found the magic lamp and asked, it wouldn't do anything to him anyway.

"Do you want me to go to church to post the portrait of the serial killer you fortuned?"

Wang Zichuan excitedly asked back, this is a good idea.

"Which church door do you want to put on? Or which bishop's face are you going to put on?"

Why are you so excited, you are wrong.

Although he thought so, Klein still described his simple and rude plan in detail.

"I will prepare the portrait in a while, you first interfere with it by anti-divination, and then wait until the night is quiet, then hide or create illusions, rush to the nearest Holy Wind Cathedral, throw the portrait in, and leave quickly, don't wait Let's see what happens next."

Klein was very worried that the magic lamp would go crazy and attack the punisher, so he could only hope for its rationality and luck.

Wang Zichuan looked at the portrait in front of him, and it seemed a little familiar. I don't care, if I can't remember it, it's not important.

The night was dark and windy, and the smog was thick. Wang Zichuan happily walked through the chaotic space with the portrait.

A magnificent and magnificent cathedral with a steeple appeared in front of him, Wang Zichuan circled around it, trying to find one with an open window, and threw the portrait in, although he felt that even if he broke in directly, the group of punishers would also take it. He couldn't do anything, but Klein told him again and again, come quietly, go quietly, and don't make too much noise.

Maybe it's because it's too cold in winter, maybe it's because the smog is too heavy, maybe it's dark, but whatever the reason, the Cathedral of the Holy Wind doesn't have an open window.

Isn't this embarrassing my lamp god?

He was quiet for a moment, feeling that he didn't hear anyone in the church, not even one on duty? You should learn this from the night owls, how can you be promoted without cultivating immortals.

Randomly smash a window? Um…

Wang Zichuan tilted his head and thought for a while, and felt that it was completely unnecessary. The quaint oil lamp suddenly appeared in his hand. He was facing the Holy Wind Cathedral, hiding the unlocked door, and threw out the magic lamp. .

"boom!"

The huge impact slammed open the door with a bang, and the back force did not diminish, directly opening a large hole in the row of seats, and the white paper sheet exploded like a flower, and scattered on the ground.

A figure just came out of the empty cathedral extending down the stairs. Beneath the black bonnet is tenacious gray hair, silver eyes, and a serious square face.

The silver-white lightning storm appeared out of thin air and spread out suddenly to the surroundings and outside the door. Although I don't know why the Cardinal Ace Snake of the Church of the Storm happened to appear, this did not prevent him from rushing into a rage and immediately attacked with all his strength to replace the Lord. punish it.

The center of the storm shone with golden rays of light, and the body of the magic lamp was entangled by sizzling lightning, almost unable to maintain its invisibility.

The violent wind collided with the air, making an explosion-like movement, and the terrifying vortex visible to the naked eye swirled and twisted. , the volume is half-empty.

He also rolled up Wang Zichuan's figure and sucked it into the whirlpool, making him feel dizzy and stuffed into the front-loading washing machine.

"Hahaha, you have to run quickly...or else...you're going to vomit...I don't know...whether those portraits can be put together..."

"who!"

The Singer of God rose up and rushed out the door. He must hack this blasphemous intruder to death!

"Haha, in order to prevent the world from being destroyed...in order to protect the peace of the world...I, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, haha, I am here to report it."

The voice was torn apart by the wind, but Cardinal Ace interpreted it with a strong sense of sarcasm.

"Here...mystery weakens and reality increases."

The strong wind and lightning suddenly weakened, and Bishop Ace's figure also fell to the ground. Suddenly, a golden light flashed. Bishop Ace felt a sharp pain in his chest. Weird intruder.

Bishop Ace's black soft hat immediately grew taller.

No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein waited anxiously. Suddenly, the air above the coffee table was suddenly brushed with glue and solidified for a moment. The next moment, the magic lamp appeared in front of him.

Klein hurriedly asked, "Is things going well?"

Wang Zichuan replied a little embarrassedly:

"Let's report it again tomorrow at another house."

Klein looked surprised. He didn't quite believe that if he just delivered the report letter and portrait, what else could go wrong.

"The tyrant's believers are too rude. As soon as I threw them in, the bishop chased them out, and went to war without saying a word."

"The report letter and portrait have long been torn to shreds, and they can't be put together anymore."

"Go to the Church of the Evernight tomorrow. I think the Nighthawks have a milder personality."

The next day, Klein pretended to investigate a serial murder case and passed by the Holy Wind Cathedral on purpose.

The entrance of the cathedral has been blocked. Some craftsmen are resting on the pavement in front of the church, some are re-installing street lamps, some are resting on the lawn, peeking into the interior of the church, and some are wearing clothes that do not look like they are coming to worship at all. People in tooling come in and out.

What did the magic lamp do last night!

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