Chapter 1291 Exorcism
"This is too messy." Xing Tian couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Yuri's fat body wearing the priest's black robe like a coal ball.
Even Emperor Ye didn't expect Yuri to dress up like this.
"What's this old bastard?" Ye Huang frowned and looked at Yuri, who was just an old charlatan, with a look of confusion and dizziness.
Yuri looked a little out of character in the black robe of the priest, and then used this golden cross that showed off her wealth to look like a nouveau riche.
"Hehe, boss, I'm here. Who do you think needs to exorcise evil spirits?" After Yuri walked up, Tian smiled at Emperor Ye with a smile.
"This is your outfit to subdue demons and eliminate demons." After scanning the way up and down, Ye Huang was still speechless.
"Boss, this is the first time Yuri has to exorcise evil spirits. When encountering evil things in our hometown, we need a pastor to go out in formal wear." Yuri said very solemnly and did not look like a lie.
"Okay, whatever you want, have you brought the holy relics?"
After hearing Yuri's words, Emperor Ye didn't write much. Emperor Ye knew that no matter how formal you wear, it would be useless. The most important thing is that the holy object works.
Of course, this does not mean that Yuri has no use at all. At least this old boy is a devout Christian, and it is always useful to chant the Bible well.
"I brought it, that's it." Yuri agreed to point to the cross in his hand.
"Really." Emperor Ye was skeptical.
Not only Emperor Ye, but also Xing Tian and Wu Cha seemed to be skeptical.
Yuri Yuri's cross is golden and does not look like a holy thing no matter how you look at it.
"Boss, like your ancient rulers in the East, our Western ruling class was also very materialistic in the past, and the bishops were no exception."
Seeing that Emperor Ye didn't believe it, Yuri explained with a wry smile on his face.
The golden cross is not uncommon in the West. Since the birth of Christ, many bishops have used gold as a material of holy instruments and regarded it as a symbol of status.
"You mean, the cross in your hand is the holy weapon of a protagonist."
"To be precise, I think the sacred artifact of the Archbishop in Cardinal." Yuri looked proud.
"I didn't lie to me."
"Boss, you have to believe Yuri's honesty. I will never dare to deceive you, boss." Yuri looked sad.
"Okay, you old guy will be crying and calling for your parents for nothing." Seeing that the old guy was about to get into the role, Emperor Ye hurriedly stopped him. The old guy looked like a Western Kong, but he looked sad like a Chinese and spoke authentic Mandarin. Emperor Ye felt uncomfortable.
"You'd better do your best. If my brother cannot save you, I'll take you with me when I go to the Vatican and let you, the Orthodox believer, discuss the doctrine with the pope." Emperor Ye said threateningly, and then headed towards the room where Wang Zhi was lying next to him.
Later, Yuri shivered when he heard what Ye Huang said.
Although it is no longer the past, there are still huge differences in doctrines between Catholicism and Orthodox Church. Isn’t the boss asking himself to discuss doctrine with the Catholic boss? Isn’t this asking for death?
What made Yuri even more frightened was the golden cross in his hand, which was the thing of the Archbishop in the Catholic Church. He was bought on the black market. If the boss did something bad, it would not be as simple as discussing the doctrine.
"Boss, don't worry, I, Yuri, must go through fire and water..."
Listening to the words of Yuri's charlatan, Emperor Ye ignored it and pushed the door open and walked in.
Before, Emperor Ye had ordered people to clean up the blood spit out by Wang Zhi in the house, but the stench still filled it.
As soon as he entered the door, Yuri wanted to turn back, but after seeing Ye Huang's sharp eyes, he remembered that he was saving people today, so he hurriedly squeezed out a smile.
"Look, if the things in your hand are really Cardinal's holy artifact, I believe this should not hinder you."
Although he had some objections to Yuri's outfit in this way, Ye Huang knew that this old boy usually didn't dare to speak loudly in front of him.
Even if the golden cross in his hand is not the cardinal thing, it is probably the archbishop of a certain diocese.
Both cardinals and archbishops are godlike beings in the Western religious world. Ordinary people may not be able to see them in their lifetime. Most of the holy tools they have been passed down from generation to generation and have great magic power.
No matter how powerful the Zhalunpeng is, the person who can use black magic invited cannot confront people of the Archbishop. This holy weapon should be enough.
This time, Yuri did not look back and flatter for the first time, just nodded and walked up with the cross solemnly.
While walking, I still kept muttering something.
The latter reads quickly and has a low voice, and Ye Huang didn't hear clearly what it was.
The most important thing is that this old guy reads it in Russian, which makes people confused.
Regardless of whether you listen or not, what Ye Huang knew was that Yuri's charlatan style was effective.
A layer of golden halo was already spreading on the golden cross, and as he approached Wang Zhi's body step by step, the halo became bigger and bigger and more dazzling.
At the same time, Wang Zhi's whole body also trembled, and his whole body began to permeate aura, cold and dark, and both Ye Huang and Xing Tian could feel it from afar.
"It's really useful." Xing Tian was a little surprised.
"In the West, darkness and light are forever opposite to Christianity. The things in the hands of Yuri are also the holy artifact of the Cardinal in the Catholic Church, which is normal to work," Ye Huang explained.
Neither Wu Cha nor Xing Tian had been to the West, and they didn't know much about some things in the West. At this moment, they could only believe whatever Ye Huang said.
"The cross in his hand is somewhat like Taoist and Buddhist instruments and Buddhist instruments, with a mysterious power on it." As a person who is familiar with this industry, Wu Cha is the most sensitive to the breath of this kind of thing.
"If you want it, I will ask Yuri for it in the future." Ye Huang said with a smile.
"Forget it, a gentleman does not take away what others love. I haven't understood what my grandfather taught me yet. Why do you have to do anything Western things? I believe that as long as I understand what my grandfather left behind, dealing with black magic is not in China, and everything will be together." Wu Cha shook his head when he heard what Emperor Ye said. He really wanted to study the mysterious power on the golden cross.
However, Ucha also knew that Yuri was a very capable subordinate of the young master. If he really wanted to take that thing, he would inevitably have some misunderstandings.
"I believe this." Nodded, and Emperor Ye smiled.
Just as Emperor Ye and Wu Cha were talking, Wang Zhi, who was originally trembling violently in front of the bed, suddenly roared with a round stool and was about to burst into pieces.
"God said, there must be light."
Seeing this, Yuri shouted loudly, and finally something Ye Huang understood appeared in his mouth. As he roared, the golden cross directly made him imprint on Wang Zhi's forehead that was pounced on.
"ah……"
A scream that was not like a human voice suddenly resounded throughout the house. A black gas emerged from Wang Zhi's mouth. The golden cross printed on Wang Zhi's forehead seemed to burn the latter like a soldering iron, making a wavy sound.
"Shenghui."
Seeing that black breath emerge from Wang Zhi's mouth, Yuri suddenly took out a Bible from where he raised it high above his head and opened it quickly.
What surprised Ye Huang and others was that the Bible was like a Chinese demon mirror, and directly shot out a ray of white light to illuminate the breath quietly.
"thump."
Wang Zhi, who was kneeling on the top of the costume, was about to pounce on Yuri, now his body softened and fell on the bed and fell asleep.
"It's done."
On this side, when Ye Huang saw Yuri clenching his head and reciting Amen, his face showed joy.
Although Yuri makes it like a charlatan, it seems that this charlatan is still a bit good.
"Boss, fortunately, I'm happy to be able to do my mission." When I turned around, Yuri, who had just prayed devoutly, became smoother again.
"I can't tell that you are still trying to do it, I thought you couldn't handle it."
Ye Huang said with a smile, and Yuri looked at him and looked at him with a hint of appreciation.
From a certain level, the two of them belong to the same type of strange arts, but one is an Easterner and the other is an Westerner.
"My father is a priest from our hometown. I have learned some exorcisms since I was a child. Fortunately, this brother was less powerful than the demons, so I can handle it."
"You have the cross of the Archbishop in your hand. This thing doesn't work, so I can only go to the Pope. By the way, that Bible seems to be a holy tool."
"Yes, it was left by my father. I heard from him that he brought it back from Istanbul." Yuri didn't hide anything.
"No wonder." Ye Huang nodded. Istanbul in Turkey was called Constantinople in the medieval period. It was the capital of the Byzantine Empire and the birthplace of Orthodoxism. Even now it is still a holy city of Orthodoxism, just like the Vatican in Catholicism.
The Bible brought back from there is certainly extraordinary.
"Boss, if nothing happens, I'll go back first."
"Okay, thank you this time." Ye Huang said, patting Yuri on the shoulder.
"It's nothing, it's time to do things for the boss." The latter nodded and agreed, then bowed to Wu Cha and the others and walked out of the room.
"Run so fast." Xing Tian muttered.
"This old guy is probably afraid that I want the things in his hand." Ye Huang had a smile on his face, and he was not angry at Yuri's reaction.
Obviously, Yuri, the old boy, cared about the Bible and the Golden Cross in his hand.
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