Namzaoyang, Busan.

Noisy bar, restrooms.

"Crack clap!"

There was a rattling sound from the toilet cubicle. In the quiet environment, the sound was so creepy.

Beasts eat people? Sharp teeth tearing apart other people's bones?

"Whoa!"

"Crash!!"

The sound of the flush toilet repeated many times, as if struggling with a hard, fetid mosaic.

"Whoa."

With the last smooth clatter sounded, the battle was declared the victory of the toilet.

"Squeak."

A young man in a well-fitting white suit and sunglasses walked out of the cubicle. His movements were very uncoordinated, and his pace was not normal until after taking a dozen steps.

Handan learns to walk and walks like flying.

"Axi, I met Zhan Zhonghao's group again. If you hadn't stopped me, I would have gone straight up with a bottle of wine!"

"Okay, okay, don't blow it."

"I blow?"

A group of drunken young people walked in cursingly, blowing the awesome stories that happened in the parallel world.

But when he saw the man with sunglasses, the young man immediately froze and shouted respectfully, "Brother Zuo."

"Well." Shi Long Dadou played this role, cold, majestic, and domineering.

It was only after Shi Long Dadou left that the group of young people breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is Zuo Shijing, the aura is really scary."

"I just felt like I was suffocating, like, like, that's not a normal human being."

"He has a knife in his hand, chasing other gangsters in the eight streets with more beatings and less."

During this period of time, Shilong Dadou has been learning the customs of Nanzaoyang, and after escaping from the encircling net, he carefully pondered and integrated into the modern society.

The things of modern society, Shi Long Dadou learns very quickly, not like the ancients at all, he can get started with electronic equipment, and the convenient lifestyle of modern people is also quickly integrated, such as cars, mobile phones, and TVs.

Shi Long Dadou finally understood why he couldn't escape the pursuers of the government at that time. With electronic cameras everywhere in the town, it was not too easy to be found.

But this time, it was thanks to the man and woman that he was able to easily escape the encircling net, which attracted the attention of the government and caused great damage.

Being overwhelmed, he was easily escaped by Shi Long Dadou.

"I underestimate them. I didn't expect that there would be two extraordinary people, and in terms of combat power... I'm afraid they are much stronger than me."

The Nanzao sheep were singing and dancing, and the captive leeks did not know what happened on the sea.

But Shi Long Dadou watched the battle at sea from a distance. Even if he created hundreds of puppets and held a sword, could he defeat snake men and women in the sea?

He asked himself if he dared to challenge the Demon King with a sword in his hand, but even if he was the best swordsman in the world, he still needed to eat and drink.

Instead of hiding from the government, it is better to form a force to infiltrate and face it!

After arriving in the city of Busan, Shilong Dadou learned to hide himself and stopped rushing in.

This time, he chose this body after much thought.

Zuo Shijing, who has served in the military for two years, has lost both parents and has no relatives, is a street gangster, and has simple social relations. Although he has no industry, he is also respected because of his sturdy record.

Crucially, he was a follower of a small sect.

Just like Takahashi Pity, after thinking about it, Shilong Dadou also decided to take advantage of the situation. The difference is that Takahashi took advantage of the upper-class rentiers, and Shilong Dadou decided to start with the general public.

There are countless small sects in the land of Nanzaoyang, with different creeds and different purposes, far exceeding island countries.

At the time when the supernatural is flourishing, the island country promulgated a new "Religious Countermeasures Law", attacking and destroying every sect in the country.

However, the religious situation in Nanzaoyang is still a mess, with too much involvement and lack of motivation and courage to uproot it. There are faint signs of national boiling.

How to make good use of the ability he obtained from the Demon King, Shi Long Dadou thought of using the power of others.

The materials for the puppets are all purchased with money, and every puppet is money.

"Tonight, together..."

The underground band on the stage sang recklessly, and the men and women under the stage also leaned against each other.

Fragmented wine is poured into women's mouths one by one. This kind of wine is five or six bottles of ordinary wine in a can, and it tastes low in taste, like a fruity beer with a lady's taste.

Some members of the underground idol group can still be seen vaguely, and the accumulated pressure needs to be released in one breath in the bar.

Under the different lights, it seems that there are monsters breeding.

Back in his seat, Shi Long Dadou picked up a bottle of wine.

No body, no taste, no favorite wine.

Only watching the color of the alcohol tumbled to savor the taste.

"Without a real body, you can't even drink."

"I don't know if I can make a real body by practicing the puppet technique to the highest level."

"It's time."

Pushing away a woman who was approaching, Shi Long Dadou got up and left the bar.

According to the agreed time, Shi Long Dadou went to the place where the church gathered.

It was a single-family building in a town, and it looked nothing special. After following the guide in the church to push the door and enter, more than ten people had gathered in the hall.

There are men and women, of different ages, but most of them have a bitter look on their faces.

A small number of young people are curious and yearning, and their young faces are longing for the mysterious and unknown.

"I'm sorry, something happened today to be late."

Shi Long Dadou's body is very intimidating, and the tattoos have climbed out of his collar.

The newcomers couldn't help being nervous when they saw Shi Long Dadou.

"Don't be nervous, he is our brother, and brothers and sisters love each other."

"Just come, let's do today's ceremony."

The priest in charge of the ceremony nodded.

It is said to be a ceremony, but there is actually no **** ritual. Several people sit in a circle, candles and incense are placed in the middle, and some symbols that they do not understand are painted. After some prayers, the believers began to communicate about their recent life.

"I saw my husband with that woman again last night, and I really wanted to step on the gas..."

They are all tragic stories, nothing more than a husband who has an affair, a child who is unfilial, or who has not yet recovered from the pain of losing a child.

Shi Long's fighting heart is like steel, and he doesn't feel the pain of his brothers and sisters in the so-called religion.

In the training of kendo, he has already sacrificed his life to give a long knife, and he doesn't even care about his own pain.

After a famous congregation expressed his misery, it was finally Shi Long Dadou's turn to speak.

The stern skin has never changed in expression, like a patient with facial paralysis. He opens his mouth without any muscle movement, just the opening and closing of his bones, which is really weird: "I am connected to the true God."

One sentence deviated from the atmosphere in the living room, where everyone complained and complained, and when you came up, you said that you had contacted the true God.

"True God?"

"Contacted?"

"Impossible." The priest in charge of the entire ceremony suppressed his sneering voice, "How could you contact the true God."

There is no true god, this whole sect is actually a trap for money. Although it spreads all over Busan, the organization is small and not small, but priests like him are the people who are the least likely to be deceived.

In the daytime, he is an official of the customs, but behind his back he has the identity of a layer of priests.

The so-called church that can communicate with the true God is only a deceitful trick that existed decades ago, but recently, taking advantage of the supernatural east wind, the disguise has become more beautiful.

The various sects of Nanzaoyang basically use the skin of the Qizhidan sect, or they do spiritual things like the island country Amelika, but after the supernatural appearance, this group of smart and useless professionals immediately Change the wind.

There are mountain gods, sea gods, etc., all things have spirits, and there are also false gods who blindly create false gods, or claim to be able to comprehend the will of the universe.

In a country where even the ex-presidents believe in evil religions, one can imagine the ups and downs. These sects that have changed their ways have grown up recklessly among the people and the upper echelons in a short period of time.

The organizer of which sect has never dreamed of the Spring and Autumn Period, and like the predecessors, the president has been recruited under his command to make a fortune.

"Ha ha."

Shi Long Dadou smiled sinisterly and said, "I know you don't believe my words."

"But the true God has descended upon me with power."

"Now, I will show you the mighty power of the true God."

After all, Shi Long Dadou raised his palm.

"Boom!"

Candle.

The candlesticks used to increase the sense of mystery suddenly flew off the ground, and seven or eight candlesticks circled off the ground.

"Left!"

"right!"

Following the direction of Shi Long Dadou's palm, the candlestick also moved.

Like a ghostly fire floating around the room, seeing the candlelight leaning towards them, the believers backed away in fear.

This is no magic trick on TV, and the people sitting around can clearly see that there is no suspicious thread hanging from the candlestick.

"True God, true God manifested."

"Mind power."

"Uuuuuu..."

Believers knelt down, crossed their hands, or folded their hands together. They are all down-to-earth citizens, and they have never seen a real supernatural manifestation in reality.

The most shocking among them was the priest in charge of the ceremony. He looked at Shi Long Dadou with trembling all over, and always felt that a pair of godless eyes were staring at him.

The fake Li Gui meets the real Li Kui.

The other party wouldn't want to kill me.

He used to be a ruthless character on the extreme road, but now that he has mastered supernatural power, he can't say that he wants to kill people.

"I-I~lightnovelpub.net~I..." The priest shuddered, not knowing what to say.

At the end of the sacrifice, he simply bowed his head and bowed down, and the sketch on the wall immediately congratulated: "Congratulations to the true God to bring down the Son of God, and lead us to explore the truth."

"Welcome the true God to come down and lead me to explore the truth."

"Congratulations..."

"This is just part of the power that the true God has given me."

Putting the candlestick back in place, Shi Long Dadou took back the chakra thread and stood proudly in front of everyone, no one dared to raise their heads to look at him.

After mastering the supernatural ability, the two sides are two completely different lives.

There are not many tricks that can be done by the primary use of puppet art, but it is enough for ordinary people.

Although people invented lighters before matches were invented, if someone rubbed their fingers and could rub sparks to light a cigarette, they would also be worshipped as gods.