"Brother, we have a gospel meeting about Jesus' gospel. Do you want to attend? You must know that the Lord said that those who believe in me will receive eternal life, you..."

When the security guard heard this, he was impatient and waved his hand quickly, "If you want to go, go quickly. If you don't go, I'll call the police."

"Yes, yes, brother, let's go in right away!" Ruoyan smiled and took Xu Zhi to the elevator.

Watching the elevator go up, Xu Zhiqi said, "Ruoyan, it's better if you don't go to church when you meet normally. Christmas Eve and Christmas are special days. Don't you go to church?"

"Our true believers are just Christmas Eve and Christmas!" Ruoyan said with a smile, "Because Christmas Eve and Christmas are created by some churches to cater to the world. Xu Zhi, have you read the Bible? Think about it, where is the Bible mentioned Christmas Eve and Christmas?"

"This..." Xu Zhi thought about it carefully, and had to agree with Ruoyan's point of view, "Don't say it, it's true that there is no record of this in the Bible."

"So, as believers, we must take the words of the Bible as the holy word, which is exhaled by God. Anything that is not in the Bible is compiled by the world and is false."

Xu Zhi has a strong memory. His understanding of Christianity comes from words. At this time, after listening to Ruoyan's explanation, he had a layer of cognition.

Room No. 3 on the twelfth floor was closed. Ruoyan knocked on the door and someone opened the door. As the door opened, a lively atmosphere overflowed from it.

Two women of a very old grade stood at the door. When they saw Xu Zhi, they had a smile from the bottom of their faces. This smile filled the wrinkles on their faces. They said in unison: "Hallelujah, welcome friends of the gospel..."

"Hello, Hallelujah!" Xu Zhi felt kindness and nodded with a smile and replied.

After entering the house, Xu Zhi looked at it. This was a two-bedroom and one-living room commercial residence. There were several tables in one room, with books and computers on the table, and several people were sitting in front of the table and saying something. There were also tables in the other room, but there were boss chairs in front of the table, and fax machines and telephones were also placed on the table. There were large bookshelfs in this room, and the bookcases were neatly placed in the bookcases. There were also some books and books and magazines on the floor and windowsills, which read "First Letters", "Cultivation of Character", etc.

Look at the hall, several tables are put together, with some food and some fruits placed on it. Several people sing songs with gentle rhythms while wrapping dumplings. There are about ten people around the table, three or two gathered together and whispering something. Although it is a bit messy, it is still orderly. The kitchen is in a corner of the hall, and there are two people busy inside. There are already a dazzling array of prepared dishes on the chopping board.

Seeing Xu Zhi come in, two men and women of similar age came over and said with a smile: "Welcome, gospel friend..."

Ruoyan hurriedly introduced: "This is my classmate, named Xu Zhi, which we prayed for them some time ago!"

"Oh, I know, I know..." The man woke up and hurriedly reached out and said, "Hello Xu Zhi, my name is Zhang Fan, and I am also from Shuinan Province."

"Hehe, my name is Chen Yang." The woman next to her also smiled and said, "He is also a fellow villager in Shuinan Province!"

Listening to the slightly spoken language of the two, Xu Zhi felt very kind, shook hands with them, found a stool to sit down, and started chatting casually. To Xu Zhi's surprise, the two were not what he imagined. They talked about the benefits of religious belief with him, and they didn't have to pull him to believe in religion, but talked about family matters casually, causing some hard work, and even asked about Pu Xirun's condition, which made Xu Zhi's cautiousness slightly relieved.

After chatting for about ten minutes, the more people were, the more loud the voices became louder. An old man coughed and said, "Brothers and sisters, let's sing poetry!"

"Amen..." Ruoyan and the others shouted, happily went to the house to take out the poems and handed them to each of them.

Xu Zhi took a copy and whispered to Zhang Fan: "I can't sing!"

"It's okay..." Zhang Fan smiled, "Just hum with everyone, maybe we won't sing the songs that my sisters choose!"

Zhang Fan was right. There are thousands of songs in a poem. A very old sister chose one. Few people could sing. Those who couldn't sing were singing casually with the people who could sing. Some people read the lyrics. The whole room was very lively and harmonious. Ruoyan couldn't sing either. She only had a smile on her face and hummed. The smile on her face suddenly made Xu Zhi understand that the faith in her heart is the source of her joy. Looking at the others, they were all like Ruoyan. They were filled with joy and enjoyment in their eyes. The lyrics in their mouths and tones in the song were no longer important, as if everything was a decoration of happiness.

While singing the poem, the door was gently knocked, and the sound was very small. Only Xu Zhi heard it. Xu Zhi glanced at him. A woman next to the door was singing excitedly, but she didn't hear it. Xu Zhi didn't dare to get up and winked at the woman. The woman didn't pay attention to Xu Zhi at all, so she didn't see it. The knocking sound outside the door stopped. When the singing became quiet, he knocked again, but the same was true, the sound was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the singing inside the house.

"This person..." Xu Zhi felt a little ridiculous, "If you want to come in, just knock on the door with a louder sound. Who can hear such a small sound?"

The person who knocked on the door patiently knocked on it a few more times, and the sound of the knock disappeared again.

Xu Zhi felt excited and just listened carefully to see when the person knocking outside could bear it. To Xu Zhi's surprise, he sang twice, and the knocking sound was never loud. It was not until the song stopped and the woman guarding the door heard it. He hurriedly opened the door. A tall middle-aged man in a suit walked in with a humble smile.

"Hello Brother Jin!" The few people at the door were familiar with the middle-aged man and shouted with a smile.

"Hello sister Zheng, good sister Guo, good brother Kong..." The middle-aged man had a good memory, greeted everyone, and then walked into a room.

"This is Brother Jin Cheng-eun!" Ruoyan looked at the door and hurriedly said to Xu Zhi, "For the glory of the Lord, I came from South Korea to Yongzhou."

Xu Zhi was not very cold about Koreans, so he just smiled and nodded, and said nothing.

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