Chapter 122 The Doomsday Cult
You don't need any special talents to be successful, just do the little things you can do well. - Weilong
"Sister, oh no, sister leader, let's wait until he recovers from his injury before we talk about this." The girl looked up at Li Baoqiang and said to the young woman with a blushing face.
"I'm still busy with things in the church. Please explain clearly the cause and effect." The young woman looked at Li Baoqiang's strong body greedily, turned around and left in a condescending manner.
"Leader?" Li Baoqiang thought to himself, "I traveled through time? Back to the Ming Dynasty?"
Li Baoqiang looked around. He should be in a side room of a tunnel. The surrounding walls were almost identical to the third-line tunnel near the Chengdu base. However, it could be seen from this room that the tunnel was much larger than the one he had there. It was a modern
The product of the cave was not a cave, and Li Baoqiang slowly realized something. Just wait and see what happens. Li Baoqiang stretched out his hand to rub his nose as usual. A sharp pain hit his chest. It seemed that he was seriously injured this time.
"Pfft." The girl laughed and put down the medical tray in her hand, "Don't touch the medicine and gauze I just changed for you." The voice was clear and childish, which made Li Baoqiang's heart move.
"What's going on?" Li Baoqiang said as he moved his arm slightly. There was a slight pain in his chest, but it was not very painful. Li Baoqiang knew in his heart that he should be considered lucky this time, but his chest muscles were injured.
If the shrapnel had been cheaper, my heart would have been shot through on the spot, and my life would have been lost in the mountains near Zhangjiakou.
"It seems that you were hit in the chest by an airplane and fell into a coma on the cliff. We picked you up. We also rescued three pilots. They are fine and uninjured. They are now studying teachings outside."
The girl's voice was crisp and clear, and she told Li Baoqiang the whole story clearly.
"Are you a Catholic or not?" Li Baoqiang felt a little scared when he thought of the strange image of the young woman. However, Li Baoqiang regained his strong self-confidence after a while. He had seen big scenes, and how could he be easily surrendered by others, even if it was...
Cult organization.
Somehow, Li Baoqiang suddenly thought of the word, cult organization. At this time, there was a low voice of chanting in the tunnel, which spread to the room, which somewhat confirmed Li Baoqiang's idea.
"This is the headquarters of the Sun God Cult. My cousin is the leader of the Sun God Cult, and I am the saint of the Sun God Cult. Only we can save mankind." The girl said to Li Baoqiang with a pious expression.
"Nah, Sun God Cult, save mankind. There are all kinds of wonders in the world." Thinking of this, Li Baoqiang rolled his eyes and became interested in the girl in front of him and the weird young woman just now, the so-called leader. He must figure out how to raise children at the same time.
It hurts. Zhao Xiaoxiao still has many survivors thousands of miles away waiting for him to go back, so he should just pretend to cooperate.
"I'll go out and have a look." Li Baoqiang slowly got up from the bed and took in his physical condition. He felt that the injury on his chest was not a big problem. The scarring should be healed after four or five days. I will leave in four or five days.
Days later, Li Baoqiang looked at the innocent girl, uh, the saint of the Sun God Cult, and sighed in his heart, it's a pity that such an innocent beauty actually engaged in a cult, alas, the doomsday is such a cheat, everything can happen.
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"Put this robe on." The girl casually took off a black robe with a one-piece hood from the wall. The style is very similar to the one on the girl, but the color is black. "Male believers wear black.
,Female believers wear white.”
Li Baoqiang first put on his underwear that had been shattered by aircraft shells. It was still a bit cold in the tunnel, and then put on a black robe. His temperament suddenly changed. At first, the girl was shy and embarrassed to look at Li Baoqiang's strong body, but after Li Baoqiang put on the black robe,
girl's eyes
The girl's mind suddenly brightened. The strange man standing in front of her was 1.8 meters tall, with a burly build, a scar on his forehead, deep eyes, and an inexplicable murderous aura. This man was simply a mysterious god of war. The girl's heart skipped a beat.
Jump up.
"My name is Wang Baoqiang, thank you for saving me." Li Baoqiang introduced himself in a clever way.
The girl turned around from her daze, her face suddenly turned red: "Well, my name is Ran Jing, and my cousin, uh, the name of the Sun Cult is Shangguan Yang." The girl led the way, and the two of them slowly walked out of the room.
Stepping out of the room, Li Baoqiang was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
In front of you is a domed hall, about thirty meters high. You should be at the backstage of a semicircular platform. On the platform are more than ten women in white robes, holding candlesticks in their hands, and the candlelight is flickering.
Emitting a strange light, the women gathered around the beautiful young woman just now. The young woman was sitting on a high-backed chair in the center of the platform. The one-piece cap of the robe was draped on the young woman's head. The dim candlelight made the young woman look unusual.
mystery.
Li Baoqiang looked down from the backstage. There were about four to five hundred people in the audience. There were two square formations in black and white. Obviously, the black one was the male team and the white one was the female team. The two square teams were kneeling quietly on the ground.
, everyone was mumbling something, and the sound echoed in the domed hall, adding to the inexplicable mystery and weirdness.
The chanting, which he didn't know what it meant, suddenly stopped. Li Baoqiang looked up and saw that the so-called leader of the Sun God was gently raising his hand. The believers raised their heads and looked at the goddess on the stage devoutly.
"The great Sun God predicted the end of the world, and also guided me to save the sky at the end of the world. You are lucky to believe my prediction, so you are lucky to be saved in this shelter in the center of the earth. Those who believe in me will live forever, and I have received the Sun God's prediction again. Outside
There are still countless evildoers in the world, and the sun god will soon return
To punish them, the flames of the sun will destroy everything, and mankind will go back five thousand years. And you, my followers, will be protected by the sun god, become the ancestors of future mankind, and start a new civilization in human society. The great sun
The god Ula, the great sun god Ula, the great sun god Ula.”
The leader in the high-backed chair on the stage spoke slowly in front of everyone, and his voice echoed in the hall. His words were full of bewitchment and temptation.
"The great sun god Ula, the great sun god Ula, the great sun god Ula." All the believers in the audience cheered in unison, their voices full of excitement, and even tears flowed from the eyes of some female believers, and some even
He lay prone on the ground and burst into tears.
Chapter completed!