If it weren't for the confession pavilion, but the two met in their true identities, Pu Zixuan thought that maybe my father would still have reservations about me, but my father would definitely not be able to lie to the god he believed in. Now the truth has been revealed, and there is no need to doubt its authenticity at all.

However, for some reason, tears were so irrepressible, and for some reason my heart was so cramped. Even the itch that had already spread all over my body seemed to be covered by the pain.

I want to listen a little more, while I have some time, Dad, please say a little more, otherwise, after today, we will never know when we will meet!

When Pu Weihai talked about his unwillingness to leave his son, he also sobbed a few times. When he calmed down his emotions, he said: "My father passed away early. When I was nine years old, I felt the feeling of losing fatherly love. I planned to give Zixuan all the love, but from the moment I handed Zixuan's hand to Mr. He, I felt that I could no longer be considered a good father. In order to make up for my guilt towards Zixuan, over the past seven or eight years, I sent him various novel Western inventions by post, and sent him endless money through ticket numbers. Only in this way can I get some comfort in my heart, but I didn't dare to send a letter, for fear that he would come to me if he knew my place... Father, do you say, I did this, right?"

Finally it was my turn to speak again. Pu Zixuan grabbed the itch all over his body and responded in broken Chinese with difficulty: "If I were that Zixuan, I would indeed have wealth that others would not dare to imagine. However, I would often wake up from my dream of beauty or misfortune, look at the empty house, and shout to my father frantically, and then, I could only use memories before the age of twelve to fill this loneliness, day after day, more than two thousand times..."

"Father, according to you, did I commit another sin?"

"Perhaps, you can at least send Zixuan a letter to your home without address, saying, "You are abroad and live a good life... Or, secondly, you can at least attach a card to the package, even if you write a blessing or draw a smiley face. Sometimes, as children, we really don't want much. Just a simple smile on our father, who is as reliable as a mountain and as gentle as a river, is enough to melt the ice that has been solidified for many years..."

These words have been buried in Pu Zixuan for many years. Today, they have finally passed them into his father's ears, and in an instant, they have cried into tears.

Pu Weihai was silent. This silence made Pu Zixuan focus more on his body. He saw that his skin had become as dry as tree bark, as if it would crack at any time, and there seemed to be something strange in his blood vessels, as if he would replace everything he had originally.

Perhaps, in a short while, I will become a monster. But, what does it feel like to become a monster?

I was originally a purifier, so wouldn’t I become a rebel like Qin Yong?

If I become a rebel, my strength will increase greatly. Is there anything wrong with it?

But don’t they think too much about those who have been demonized? But they will still be willing to work hard for the Red Yaksha, and so do me!

No, I must never be my father's enemy!

"Father, you seem to be crying again." Pu Weihai finally started talking again.

"Ah, your story is sad. Whose heart is made of stone?"

"Or why I will tell the priest again what we will encounter after returning to China this time. At that time, I hope the priest will forgive all my sins together."

No, I don’t have time anymore. Even if I ask a few more questions, I’m afraid I can’t turn around again!

At this time, Chen Shuqing, behind the door, was also anxious. He calculated that the two had a cup of tea in the confession pavilion. Although they could not hear the content of their conversation, they thought that Pu Zixuan must have been trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself, so he poked his head out and coughed.

"Mr. Pu, the Heavenly Father has forgiven your sins, and your good son Zixuan will definitely understand everything you have done." Pu Zixuan said this, suddenly activated the power of purification, fled from the confessional pavilion, and ran to the back hall.

Seeing Chen Shuqing, Pu Zixuan didn't have time to stop, so he took her hand and continued to escape from a distance, which made Chen Shuqing shout, "Hey, the priest is still tied."

Pu Zixuan didn't have time to care about this. When he saw a window, he broke through the window with a "default" sound, and continued to pull Chen Shuqing to run. His hands were so strong that he pinched Chen Shuqing's wrists hurt.

"Xiao Qi, are you in a normal state now, or have you been deified?" Chen Shuqing saw Pu Zixuan's sad and crazy look on his face, and felt that Pu Zixuan's hands were dry and his heart was already in his throat.

After Pu Zixuan pulled Chen Shuqing across the entire street, the itchy feeling on his body gradually disappeared, and his skin and blood returned to normal, he stopped and gasped and said, "Sorry, Xiaojiu, I should not have been demonized yet. It was just that my father told me all the truth, which made me reluctant to leave. Everything was clear. Hong Yasha, it was indeed Nie Xiaoqian, and I also knew about the changes in my family since I was born to today."

"Okay, you'll be fine if you're fine. As for what Ling Zun said to you, please tell me slowly."

"Okay." Pu Zixuan swallowed, "Now I will relieve your confusion. Why did you say that more than ten years ago, you suddenly couldn't sense the breath of the fragments of "Huanyue Jue"..."

...

In the confession pavilion of Boai Hall, Pu Weihai was confused about the sudden departure of the "priest". Seeing that there were no other confessors waiting outside, he was not in a hurry. He was stunned for a while and recalled whether he had said something wrong and confessed to the "priest". After confirming that the "priest" might not come back, he finally sighed and opened the door to the confession pavilion.

Just as he was about to walk outside the church, a man in a constable suit rushed in at the door and shouted, "Father Ferrucio, are you here?"

Pu Weihaidon was puzzled and did not rush to leave. He responded to the visitor: "The priest was here just now, but suddenly disappeared. I wonder if it was behind."

The visitor glanced at Pu Weihai. Seeing that he was not a foreigner, he was too lazy to pay attention to it. He ran to the back hall. As soon as he arrived at the back hall, a surprised voice came from: "Oh, Father, why are you tied up?"

What? Why did the priest suddenly get tied up?

Pu Weihai decided to find out what was going on, so he followed in the back hall. Seeing the constable untied the rope on the priest, he frowned and asked, "Father Ferucho, what's going on?"

Ferucci regained his freedom and quickly responded: "I have been tied up for a long time. The murderer is a young man and a woman. I also want to ask your government for justice!"

"I was tied up for a long time by a young man and woman? Then, who am I talking to just now?"

Pu Weihai was about to wait for Feruchi to answer, but the constable interrupted: "Oh, okay, okay, let's talk about men and women later. Our government will definitely uphold justice for you. I come to you, there is something more important to say!"

Ferucci asked, "What's the matter?"

The detective glanced at Pu Weihai again and said, "You, please avoid it."

Pu Weihai knew that if he didn't leave, the constable would not say anything, so he nodded and walked out slowly.

The constable inside the door said quickly: "One morning, we received reports from the people, saying that last night, for some reason, many night walkers appeared in Jinhua City, twisting the corpses of humans and animals in their hands and heading towards Lanruo Temple. Many of them were killed last night. Outside the government, the people who reported the case were lined up in a long queue! So our twenty detectives rushed to Lanruo Temple to see what the hell was, but they saw countless strange people gathered inside, and the ground was full of humans and animals. I think it must be those who were demonized by the Red Yaksha. What big things should be gathered together! Father, do you have the power to help us eliminate those monsters?"

?????Hong Yasha appeared? And the monsters gathered? No, they seemed to have to take the initiative!

Pu Weihai suddenly felt uneasy, so he didn't care about the fact that the priest was tied up and moved to the confessional pavilion to listen.

Ferrucio said helplessly: "Alas, although my name is a priest, it is your Chinese translation. In English and Italian, our profession has nothing to do with "God", and it is not like the Taoist priests and warlocks in China, who have no divine power at all. How can we remove those monsters?"

The constable seemed to have no education. When he heard this, he changed his face and said, "What? You are called priests, but you have no divine power? Are you not a liar in the world? Then why are we spending so much money to support you?"

Ferrucio stammered: "How do I explain this?"

Seeing that the two of them were not prone to the point of being offensive, Pu Weihai thought that the monsters gathered maybe to destroy their purifying messengers. He felt that his arrival had brought disaster to the people of Jinhua, so he walked back to the back hall without hesitation and bowed: "My lord, the priest really does not have any divine power. As long as you understand the faith of Christianity a little, you will not make things difficult for the priest."

"Hey, why haven't you left yet?" The detective was very angry when he saw Pu Weihai breaking his order to avoid him and even came forward to teach him a lesson.

Pu Weihai lowered his posture and explained: "Haha, sir, don't be angry, don't panic. Although the priest is unable to eliminate monsters, he happens to have a large group of friends. How to say, even if he is a person who has been given magic power by heavenly father, if it is indeed done by Hong Yasha, we are still looking for her! If sir, please tell me more details, it may be more helpful for us to eliminate monsters."

The detective wondered: "Oh? What kind of kung fu do you do? It's even better than a priest?"

Pu Weihai thought that the two hundred dead soldiers had almost finished assembled. If so many people dressed up in a weird way attacked Lanruo Temple, they would definitely need the support of the government, so he kept a friendly smile: "I am just a mortal, and the most powerful one is my friend. However, we also have a team that cooperates with the UK and has professional weapons to defeat demons. If the government agrees to us, we are willing to help."

The constable asked vigilantly: "What organization are you? Why are you granted such power by your Heavenly Father? If you have any intention to oppose the court, you will be beheaded!"

Pu Weihai suddenly remembered that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was wearing a similar banner, and hurriedly bowed and said, "How dare? How dare? They are really just some powerful people who only know how to eliminate monsters. They registered a company in the UK, and for the purpose of eliminating monsters and making profits, they had no idea about the court! It has nothing to do with Changmao led by Old Pirate Hong, please rest assured." After saying that, Pu Weihai frankly talked about the company's situation within the scope that the other party could understand.

Seeing that Pu Weihai was kind and his conversation was not as rough as anti-the imperial organization, the constable nodded and said, "Okay, I'll just say that there are less than two hundred monsters gathered in Lanruo Temple. Are you sure you can defeat them?"

Pu Weihai pondered for a moment and said, "We happened to have two hundred soldiers. Those monsters are certainly caused by the common people, but if they speak with swords and guns, they will inevitably hurt their lives. The government may accept it?"
Chapter completed!