Since The Red Moon Appeared

"Dudududu..."

An old-fashioned walk tractor that must have been built thirty years ago, and has been in use for thirty years, until now, it is a miracle , opened to the black door.

From the car, a man in a black cloak jumped out. He stretched his waist, which was about to fall apart, took his luggage, a small silver box, and then turned towards the driver who was driving, with the palm of his right hand on his heart. He bowed slightly, and said very politely, "Thank you for sending me all the way here. I believe that our God will give you peace and harmony."

The uncle said: "I don't believe in gods, I only believe in the agreed fare, if you don't give me, I'll give you a knife."

As he spoke, he took out a rusty knife and twisted it in his hand, his eyes fierce.

The priest in the black cloak froze, then smiled.

He honestly took out a twenty-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it over.

The uncle grabbed the money, put it in his pocket, picked up the knife again, and said, "Give me another fifty."

The pastor was a little puzzled: "Didn't you just say twenty?"

The uncle looked at him coldly: "I was alone outside just now. Would you like to give me seventy?"

The pastor laughed dumbly: "What about now?"

The uncle squinted: "Now my four sons are in the field. Do you think they will come when I call?"

The pastor was helpless, smiled and shook his head: "I have been preaching for so many years, but I have not encountered many honest people like you."

After speaking, he honestly paid another fifty dollars, then bowed to the uncle, and then turned around and walked away.

The place he came to was a small town, where thousands of people lived, and it was considered a large gathering point.

A high wall was built around with thorns and iron wire, and in the middle was a black gate.

At this time, there were two tattered reclining chairs at the door, and there were two thin men, sitting on the left and right, slowly smoking a cigarette and looking at him.

"We don't plan to go out for food recently, and we don't plan to buy goods. There is a big gathering on the 5th, so it's very early."

"What are you doing here now?"

It wasn't until the priest walked in front of them that one of the men straightened lazily and looked at him up and down.

"I'm not a runaway."

The pastor stood in front of them, smiled diligently, and said, "I am a person who believes in God, and I am here to preach."

"Yo……"

The two gatekeepers suddenly became happy and felt very fresh.

There are a lot of people who come to the town to sell goods, deliver goods, and even come to snatch things, but those who come to preach are very rare.

"I said, what's the benefit of believing in your religion?"

The man on the left winked his eyes: "Do you teach food to be distributed?"

The person on the right smiled and said, "Why are you asking this? Mainly..."

He rubbed his beard and said, "How many girls are there in your school?"

"How many clothes are you wearing?"

"..."

In the face of such impolite ridicule, the pastor did not mean to be angry at all, he smiled and said: "We will not distribute food in our church, but it will make people no longer hungry. The God we believe in teaches us to stay away from love. , it will also make us no longer suffer from the pain of love. What we pursue is the truth, and the truth will let us get rid of the entanglement of desire and obtain eternal peace."

The man on the left and the man on the right looked at each other and nodded at the same time, "Liar."

"Those who don't give real benefits are all liars."

"Yes, the dancing gods in the neighboring village don't even wear clothes, thank you for being so embarrassed to speak..."

"..."

As he said that, he raised his hand and said, "Let's go, thankfully I didn't have enough to eat at noon today, so I didn't have the strength to hit people."

The pastor smiled and said, "I came from the far south, and I won't leave. I hope to meet the chief of your town."

"leader?"

The man on the right sneered and said, "Then do you know that the leader of my family hates liars more than we do?"

"He's not like we can't get enough to eat. He has the strength to kill every day."

"..."

The pastor smiled: "It's okay, I'll show him what the truth is."

Saying that, he reached into his pocket, took out a few banknotes, and put them in the hands of the two respectfully.

With his right hand on his chest, he bowed and said, "I'm sorry."

The two gatekeepers were silent for a moment, quickly collected the money, and winked at each other. The one on the right stood up and came to the security booth. He picked up the phone and dialed: "Crooked? We have someone here and want to see the mayor."

"Why?"

"It is rumored that the delivery person said that they have a lot of goods there."

"Let him in, right?"

"okay!"

"..."

After agreeing happily, they came to the pastor together: "Search first!"

The pastor happily agreed, raising both hands.

The two touched him. There were no guns, no knives, and even the box was opened. It wasn't a bomb. There were only a few changed underwear or something. At most, a few wrinkled sheets were found in his pocket. of the banknotes, I don't have the embarrassment to grab it again.

"go in."

The two ordered: "The next thing has nothing to do with us. Anyway, if the boss wants to ask, we will say that you are talking about business."

"Thank you, thank you, I understand, it won't hurt you."

The priest agreed, then lifted the box, and walked into the big iron gate with ease.

He met the mayor of this town in a sturdy stone house, and at first glance he was from the Knights Order.

Although he was a little old, his muscles were knotted, and his clothes were not fastened, revealing his chest covered with black hair.

On the dirty sofas on both sides, there were still a few young people with rolled eyes, all with scars on their faces, and only a little stubble left in their hair, dressed in the standard wilderness. Three young women with long legs exposed, dancing dynamic chacha on the carpet.

"What business do you want to discuss?"

The mayor gave the pastor a grim look and frowned: "Looking at your outfit, it doesn't look like you're talking about business."

"Actually, I'm a missionary."

The pastor smiled honestly: "Of course, preaching can also be understood as business."

"Give me your soul, and I'll give you eternal peace and fair business, isn't it?"

"..."

The mayor's face suddenly turned cold, he scratched his head in distress, and then waved to the young people on both sides.

"Kill it!"

"Don't waste meat."

"..."

The young people sitting on the sofas on both sides immediately stood up, gritted their teeth and laughed, and looked at him as if they were looking at a pig.

"Hold on!"

The pastor stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Before you kill me, why don't you take a look at my welcome ceremony."

Saying that, he held up the silver box in both hands and gestured to the other side.

With cold eyes, the mayor gestured, and the three girls who were beating just so much hurriedly ran in front of him, trembling between him and the priest. The young people on both sides immediately took out their guns and aimed them at the priest's head.

"Now you can open the box."

The mayor said lazily, "If I'm not satisfied with the contents, I'll still kill you."

"You will be satisfied..."

The pastor smiled and said, "Before this, I have a question."

"Excuse me, what kind of things can you give your soul in exchange for?"

"..."

The mayor frowned, and said to the young people on both sides, "Why don't we kill it, let's open it up and see for ourselves."

The pastor was also a little flustered, and hurriedly said: "No, no, I will open it myself."

This time, I didn't drag it, I knelt gently on the carpet, put the box in front of me, and gently flipped the button.

The lid of the box popped up slowly, the priest's eyes lit up and he let out a low sigh.

Then, he turned the box around, towards the mayor.

"Alas……"

At this moment, whether it was the three girls standing in front of the mayor, or the young men who stretched their heads and looked at the young men in the box, they let out a low sigh, and their eyes seemed to light up a bit.

It was obvious that there were only a few changed underwear and other small sundries in the box, but when they looked into the box, they were so excited that their saliva came out.

"Get out, get out..."

The mayor pulled a few girls hard, as if he thought they were blocking his view.

His eyes stared straight into the box, as if he wanted to dig himself into it, and he was not willing to leave the slightest bit during the process of moving from the back of the table to the front. He came to the priest tremblingly and said excitedly, "This...is this really for me?"

"Yes."

The pastor smiled and said, "As long as you are willing to believe in our God, this is yours."

"I...I want to, I want to."

The mayor almost knelt on the ground and stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to touch the contents of the box, but he didn't dare.

"Since that's the case, then I'll state my conditions."

The priest gently closed the lid of the box and said, "Not only do you want this thing, but Songshan Town, Heishui Town, Baini Town, Qinghe Town, Woshan Knights... these places, I have already I've been there, they are all like you, they saw the things in the box, and they promised to follow our gods, and I also promised to give them the things in the box, you said... what should I do?"

The mayor suddenly raised the gun murderously, his muscles twisted, and said, "I'll kill them!"

"Oh, no need to..."

The pastor smiled softly: "As long as you are willing to listen to me, I will give you this thing."

"After all... we're not the only one!"

"..."

"I……"

The mayor opened his mouth, and under the skin of his face, there were earthworms digging in and out, and he said fiercely: "All!"

"This……"

The pastor was startled for a moment, then laughed: "Then it depends on your performance."

Then he slowly raised his face and said, "I have two things for you to do."

The mayor stared at him: "You said."

The pastor smiled and said, "The first thing, the old man in your town who drives a tractor and pulls people, has to die."

"I heard that he has four sons, and he has to die..."

"..."

The mayor nodded fiercely and winked at the people on both sides: "Go and do it!"

The priest nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "The second thing, organize all the people in your town who can handle a gun."

"It's all under my command."