The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

Chapter 212: Ji is not auspicious

Evening classes are held in a room on the top floor of the annex building.

The room was set up like a small dinner party, except for the lack of food. A long table in the corner was filled with various wines and drinks.

The saint arrived at the room on time, and smiled in the bewildered eyes of the crowd, saying, "May the glory of God be with you. Let's see if there is anything good to drink. Have a drink first. The class has not started yet."

The saint pointed to the long table in the corner filled with wine and drinks, and encouraged and urged everyone with an unquestionable look.

The arrogant woman and her mid-level star-rich boyfriend were the first to choose wine and drinks.

The man chose the most expensive bottle of red wine and poured it into the goblet. After sniffing the aroma of the wine intoxicatedly, he raised his glass to greet the saint from afar and said, "May the glory of God be with you. Thank you for your hospitality."

The saint smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, the man began to taste the wine calmly. His expression of intoxication and surprise was very contagious. "Perfect! It's perfect! It's worthy of being the top red wine produced in the Porto-Porto region!"

The arrogant woman also held a wine glass in her hand. She smiled tenderly and said proudly, "It's just the top-quality red wine from the Porto-Porto region..."

But...

Many people chose this red wine under the influence of the arrogant woman’s boyfriend, while others chose other wines or drinks.

"...This is top-quality whiskey! We're in luck!" a man whispered excitedly.

"…It's so delicious!" A woman was amazed by the taste of the red wine.

Xiang Xiang seemed to be surprised by the rich drinks in front of him, and he was unable to choose the drink he wanted. It was not until he looked at all the drinks one by one at the long table that he finally chose a very common drink, a non-alcoholic drink.

It is also the drink with the least amount of strange and special substances among all the alcoholic beverages...

Xiang Xiang took a small sip and was moved by its sweetness. After drinking the whole cup of drink in small sips with shining eyes, she finally put down the cup reluctantly.

The clergyman confirmed that everyone had drunk at least one glass of wine or beverage and nodded in confirmation to the saint.

The saint then clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, and said: "The class is about to begin, everyone put down the cups in your hands, we will have plenty of opportunities to taste them!"

After that, after everyone put down their cups, music with a strange and eerie melody began to fill the room.

Jixiang, who didn't understand music, suppressed the discomfort in his heart and put on the same expression of enjoyment and intoxication as the people around him.

The people in the field seemed to have collectively fallen into an unknown illusion, their bodies swaying freely with the music, slowly at first, but as time went on, the movements became faster and more chaotic… then at a certain moment, the music stopped abruptly, and everyone slowly stopped moving.

"…This is a wonderful time." The voice of the saint sounded.

"……Yes."

"...That's right!"

“…It’s really comfortable, I like it!”

"..."

The crowd's voices echoed a little late, as if they were still trapped in the dream and had not come out.

Then, a clergyman brought over a basin with a dozen wet handkerchiefs in it. The handkerchiefs soaked in blood gave off an unpleasant smell.

But everyone trapped in the dream felt it was very fragrant.

"This fragrance... This is the first time I smell such a pleasant fragrance!" The arrogant woman's boyfriend stared at the basin in surprise, his misty eyes a little out of focus.

Upon hearing this, the clergyman immediately handed the man a blood-soaked handkerchief.

The arrogant woman's man couldn't wait to take it and put it under his nose to sniff deeply...

Everyone was mesmerized by the "fragrance" of blood, and their palms and faces were stained with bright blood.

The first day of classes is over...

The same thing happened in the following days of classes. Everyone became more and more accustomed to that psychedelic world and quickly became addicted.

One day, a tourist accidentally cut his finger. At the moment when the blood oozed out, the arrogant woman's boyfriend, who happened to be standing near the tourist, quickly focused his eyes on the wound, his nose trembling, and his face unconsciously revealed a strange and intoxicated look...

When everyone's attitude towards blood changed completely, a new course began again.

The daytime classes remain the same, but the nighttime classes are finally starting to change.

That night, Jixiang finally met the three missing people. These three people were the props for tonight!

The three people who reappeared in front of everyone did not seem to be hurt, but they were obviously under the control of drugs.

The saint gave one command after another, and the three people with dull eyes performed various actions according to the saint's orders.

Jixiang quietly sensed the spiritual energy of the three people that was leaking out. The activity was very poor, and there was an indescribable sense of dead silence...

The three men knelt down facing the saint and confessed their sins when he questioned them.

It turned out that these three people wanted to escape from the church, and after being arrested, they proposed the idea of ​​leaving the Creation God Church. However, the Creation God Church never allowed people to leave the sect. Once they officially joined the sect, even if they died, they would enter the arms of God... These people either stayed in the Creation God Church honestly, or sacrificed their lives to become martyrs...

This is what Jixiang analyzed based on their conversation, and they said that of course that was not the case.

After the confession, the saint sighed softly and said, "...God cannot forgive your betrayal."

Upon hearing this, the three of them burst into tears, looking extremely regretful.

One of them regretted, "Please let us atone for our sins!"

"Please, merciful God, save our filthy souls!"

“Please God…”

The saint shook his head and said, "Since you are so sincere, I will show you a clear path. May God have mercy on you, poor children!"

"Thank you for the saint's kindness and wisdom!" The three of them knelt down and kissed the saint's... shoes one by one...

auspicious:"……"

Several clergymen brought three racks and several instruments of torture. The three men surrendered and were tied to the racks with their limbs spread out...

The saint said: "…offer joy to God!"

Then he picked up an awl and carved the word "punishment" on the naked upper body of one of them... The skin was torn apart, wailing sounded, and the smell of blood was abnormally strong...

Damn it! Jixiang cursed in his heart, the pervert opened the door for the pervert, the pervert is at home! What kind of perverted trend is this?

This tragic accident...what should she do...