Chapter 28 Cultivation Group

The chant is relaxed and happy. Whether he is in the dangerous sea or the underground corridor valley shrouded in darkness and fear, almost everyone has been silent in this elegant environment.

In addition to Qin Zhong, Guo Dafu and Chen Mu, the captain and several other crew members were completely immersed in the happy and quiet atmosphere of the hymn.

The stone road was dim, and the torch in the hall was like the scorching sun, reflecting the whole hall, almost everyone's guiding light. The captain and other crew walked step by step towards the coffins, and every step was so calmly, as if they had stepped into the sacred hall.

"These people!" Guo Dafu was a little puzzled, but he already felt a little uncomfortable.

"Their brain waves are under control." Qin Zhong shouted.

Chen Mu suddenly pulled out a dozen thick rune paper from his pocket, lit it, and kept drawing circles in the air. Then he threw the rune paper out, blocked it in front of the coffin and the captain and others, and separated the two groups of people.

In the classical lacquered wooden coffin, the covered monks crossed their fists and chests, and the spell landed. Their hands seemed to tremble, and the crosses in their hands kept swaying, desperately shining silver-white light.

Several captains stopped and lost their souls, their eyes were stiff, with a look of piety and worship, and their eyes stared at all the bodies in the coffin.

Suddenly, their knees softened and pounded the ground loudly.

"There is gold under the man's knees. How to say, kneel down and get up." Qin Zhong patted his hand. His intention was very obvious. He wanted to wake up these lost souls, because the holy song just now was almost a kind of dementor magic sound.

"Papa!"

raised his hand and fell. Qin Zhong's palm was like a hammer, hitting these people, like a giant hammering iron, and sparks splashing everywhere. Several captains could be said to be Venus splashing, sweating like rain, and were awakened by Qin Zhong's slaps in an instant.

"What happened? What's going on?"

The captain panicked, and Qin Zhong hurriedly explained, "Brother, if you are in the middle of evil, you can enter the mental hospital. This time I woke you up. Next time, even if I kill you, you won't wake up."

Ah? What happened just now? I only feel like I am in heaven, walking in the green of a pure land, the palaces in the air, and the fragrance of birds and flowers around me, which is simply an extraordinary enjoyment.

Guo Dafu held his mouth and laughed: "I've gone to heaven. Can I still live?"

Several people of the captain were stunned, and the soaked clothes looked shining in the firelight.

This is just the beginning. After three breaths, the monks in the coffins began to tremble all over. The silver light on the cross has flown all over the sky, and the sound of the hymn is even louder, which is more irresistible to the solemnity and happiness brought about by it.

"Papa!"

With the sound of his hands, Qin Zhong continued to slap the crew, for fear that they would be evil again. If they were evil twice in a row, they were likely to become walking dead, no longer have divine consciousness and soul, and become complete human tools.

Several crew members were shaken by Qin Zhong. They wanted to ask what was going on, but they were still stopped by Chen Mu and explained the reason why Qin Zhong took action. Only this was that everyone present had been impressed by the deterrent of the hymn. They wanted to get closer, but they were pulled back by Qin Zhong.

"Block your ears and don't be fascinated, or you will die here and become one of the coffins here or one in the outer cemetery like them." Qin Zhong tried his best to persuade him.

Several crew members immediately blocked their ears and watched the monks in the coffin come out of the coffin one by one. Their eyes were closed, as if they were arranged in a very orderly row, but they did not care about the existence of Qin Zhong. After a large circle around the torch in the hall, they sang the hymn together. The sound went to the ground along the flat stone road.

The monk wore a white monk's long suit on his body, like stepping on a flying cloud, and walked out of the cave along the road full of stones.

Everyone present was almost stunned. When they saw these monks leave, they did not pay attention to them. Everyone picked up a torch by the wall, illuminated the road in the tunnel, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What kind of person is this? They have a body temperature and their breathing is very normal, but this behavior is really inexplicable. Qin Zhong analyzed.

Chen Mu and others followed the monks out of the cellar. At this time, the sky was already full of stars, and the team of torches went to the cathedral like a wandering dragon in the night.

When the captain and his party saw the living people, they were not excited. They followed the monks and arrived at the door of the church and saw the monks standing under the statue of Christ praying. The chant once again shocked the hall and echoed in the huge auditorium.

The sky is getting dark, and the starlight at the beginning has become dim. The weather at sea may be like this, and the rapidly changing weather is really uncomfortable.

"Amen!" The monk gate is finally over.

One of the tall monks stood in the middle of the auditorium, facing the door, took off the hat above his head, and looked kindly at Qin Zhong and others outside the auditorium.

"Come in and sing a prayer song together. We'll have dinner. Let's talk about it after dinner." The speaker's tone was quite easy-going, and there was no trace of fear at all.

Qin Zhong stood at the door of the auditorium and politely bowed deeply to the monks in the auditorium: "Thank you." As soon as he waved his hand, several people around him entered the auditorium together and began to hum with the monks. After a short praise, waves of fragrance came from the room behind the auditorium.

"It's time for dinner!" A soft voice came from the outside of the auditorium.

Several monks in the auditorium immediately took off their hats and looked back at Qin Zhong and others. Everyone's faces showed a beautiful and peaceful atmosphere, followed the monk in the middle to the door of the auditorium.

After all, it is a holy place. Although there are evil symptoms of fear, at least it is now under control. Although these monks can be doubtful, what they bring to these people is not pain, but the incomparable happiness and relaxation.

The group followed the monks into the dining room behind the auditorium. The long table inside opened the distance and was full of at least 30 people to eat at the same time.

But now it is obvious that there are many fewer people. The whole dining room is not full, but these people are still waiting for dinner together.

It didn't take long for a person to rush in from the outside of the dining room. He was of medium height, slender, wearing a white chef's hat and a white apron wrapped around him. She held a large plate of food in her hand and had enough cows in the cart beside her. ** food such as milk.

If you don't happen to be a book, you won't be a hero. The delivery woman was immediately stunned and stared straight at Qin Zhong.

But Qin Zhong didn't know who this woman was. His memory loss actually caused him a lot of trouble. Facing the woman who stared at him, Qin Zhong was as enthusiastic as fire and was about to explode, but no matter how he looked at this person, he still couldn't remember those people back then.

"You? Why did you come here?" A man came to ask.

Guo Dafu didn't want to say anything more, but he really did something, but he still held on. After watching the woman share the meal, he came to Qin Zhong step by step and leaned down next to Qin Zhong and looked carefully.

"Qin Zhong, what's wrong with you? If that's not the case, I don't have to come to this place to help you find a way. The speaker said and sat next to Qin Zhong: "See, the first monk in the seat is Cheng Zhongchen. He is a super priest here, and even my father has to respect him, so I still want to ask him to help treat your amnesia, and I am very confident in him."

Qin Zhong scratched his head. He didn't know if he really had any so-called amnesia, but after so many things, it seemed that this should be true.