"No. 4785! What are you doing!" In front of the two of them, a man in a red cloak walked towards them, with a large number of believers in black cloaks surrounding him. "Now is the most critical time for the god-making plan.

, you actually have the leisure to take a walk here?"

The male interviewer named No. 4785 quickly bent down and apologized, "Acting Headmaster, I'm sorry, I found a newbie with great potential, so I made a special trip to take him to the church to get acquainted with him.

Business, please forgive me, acting leader!"

"Give me the word "agency"!" The acting leader in a red cloak felt irritated when he heard the word "agency". "The official leader hasn't appeared yet, so I am the leader! Do you understand?

?”

"I understand." The male interviewer bowed quickly and motioned for Tong Qiu to bow and apologize like him.

Tong Qiu clasped his hands in fists, like a knight paying respect to another knight, "I understand! Acting leader!"

Hearing the word "agency" again, the acting leader took a breath like a ventilator. The believers behind him started talking, expressing their incomprehension about Tong Qiu's rebellious behavior.

"You kid..." the acting leader said angrily, "give me those two words!"

"Okay! Agent!"

He almost couldn't breathe, and the acting head coach almost fell down while holding on to the railing. Seeing this, Tong Qiu rushed forward very diligently.

Then he pinned the acting leader to the ground.

Only the acting leader, who was wearing a red cloak, had a dark face and stretched out his hand towards Tong Qiu.

After all, Wangcai once mentioned that the yandere saint will only show her "yandere" when she touches Tongqiu or when she has faith. She still behaves like a noble saint in normal times.

The appearance is like a ray of light for the residents here.

Harbor No. 7, in a simple matchbox-shaped room.

A deathly silence fell on everyone.

With a curl of his lips, Tongqiu whispered back.

"It's okay. I'm going to let my wife recognize him as my adoptive father. Then wouldn't I be his son-in-law?"

Tongqiu tilted his head, wondering what he meant.

The room is divided into two parts, one is the room where the sickly saint is, and the other is the prayer room for the residents. If any civilians are injured, they only need to provide some currency to pray in the sickly saint.

Get some healing here.

This kind of symptom cannot be cured or even alleviated by the sickly saint.

Listening to prayers and healing the wounds of these civilians became the pastime of the sick saint after Tong Qiu left on her own. Since she had nothing to do, it would be good to earn a little money to cover the daily expenses of the lunatic asylum.

"You still have a wife? Your wife is willing to recognize a foster father for no reason? Is there such a thing?"

"You don't need to support the acting leader, right?"

"Don't worry," Tong Qiu told him to calm down, "Actually, I am a close relative, and I have a strong relationship with the acting leader! He will not do anything bad to me."

It's better than fake monks going around knocking wooden fish in front of a fleet whose crew members have died.

"You guys!" Tong Qiu glared at the group of believers behind him, "The acting leader obviously wants to sleep, so why are you standing there? Go get a quilt and a pillow!"

Of course, it is healing in a physical sense, like treating wounds.

If what Tong Qiu said just now was nonsense, then the words of the acting leader convinced the believers to believe them, and they quickly apologized, their voices rising and falling one after another.

Tong Qiu raised his head proudly, "I am his son-in-law."

The believers looked at each other in confusion, and the male interviewer's expression directly changed into the distorted face of the man in "The Scream".

The male interviewer grabbed Tong Qiu's shoulders and said, "Is what the acting head teacher said just now true? Were you two acting just now?"

"But the leader has no children..."

The acting leader took a step forward and whispered in Tong Qiu's ear: "No. 114514, forget it this time, but if you can't produce results as a believer of Leshan Sect before the god-making plan, believe me...

God is above me, I will definitely send you to God with my own hands!"

"As if I didn't ask..."

Normal person?

I am a normal person and you%￥&##……!

Can normal people do such a thing?

His brain couldn't keep up with the speed of his hands. When Tong Qiu realized that his behavior was completely out of the scope of a normal person, he calmly cleared his throat and stood up, "I was just demonstrating an attack on the acting leader.

The thieves originally wanted to test the emergency response ability of you group of believers in response to a surprise attack, but in my opinion... you are all very unqualified."

"Okay."

"Okay, when I bring your god back to visit my relatives, remember to give me and his child a big red envelope."

The acting head of the church gave him a fierce look and left the church with the complaining believers behind him.

"That's enough," the Acting Cult raised their hands to interrupt them, "You guys, write me a review when you get back! Leave it to me before the god-making plan begins to be officially implemented! As for you."

Tong Qiu helped him up, and the acting leader also cleared his throat, turned around and said to the group of believers behind him: "This believer and I cooperate very well. This operation is to test your awareness of dangerous situations.

As expected, you have disappointed me."

The male interviewer was surprised, "You, what's your relationship with him?"

Along with the swelling of the abdomen, their bodies will become thinner day by day, as if they have been deprived of nutrients.

However, the Saint has gradually discovered some problems. More and more patients have begun to swell in the abdomen. Their initial symptoms include physical weakness, shortness of breath, and listlessness, and then the abdomen will gradually begin to swell.

Tong Qiu became even more proud, "It's all fantasy anyway. It's just an extra setting. It's no big deal."

The sickly saint built a relatively simple confessional here with a few wooden boards to deal with some of the troubles and atonement of the native people of the haven.

The male interviewer slapped himself in the face, "Oh my god... you are causing trouble! Although the acting leader is only an agent now, his status in Leshan Sect is still high, you

If you really push this person into a panic, let alone me, the entire Leshan Sect will not be able to protect you! If you really want to find someone to protect you, I guess only God will come forward."

"Of course not," Tong Qiu admitted openly, "I just gave him a step and he borrowed the donkey to go downhill. Isn't this a normal thing in the workplace? You, a person from the human resources department, don't understand this?

"

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Invisible clouds hang over Haven No. 7.

As the number of patients increased, the sickly saint gradually felt that problems were emerging.

Something catastrophic may happen soon in Safe Harbor No. 7.

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