The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The people standing in the courtyard had to withdraw to the house next to them and leave the short and fat man tied on the cross in the heavy rain.

"God knows that I was wronged!" The man with glasses, whose head and face was wet by the rain, was extremely excited.

If it weren't for this very timely heavy rain, he would have been tortured just now.

It’s neither too early nor too late to rain. What does it mean when it falls at this time?

It means... he was indeed wronged! Haven't they seen it yet?

One after another, a very thick arc of electric electric thrust straight from the sky.

‘Boom!’ The ground exploded, and seven or eight meters away from the man with glasses, a tree more than ten meters tall in the courtyard was suddenly hit by lightning. The huge force of nature instantly cut the tree half a meter-sized diameter into two halves from the middle, and fell to both sides, revealing the white trunk inside.

"Damn! Is this lightning so scary?" The man in glasses was so scared that his face was no longer visible.

Fortunately, the tree was tall enough to lead the lightning in the sky away. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the lightning to strike the cross where he was.

I don't know who was erecting the cross here. The man in glasses subconsciously raised his head and looked upwards, but found that the cross was at least seven or eight meters long! Just like a lightning rod, it was standing alone in the middle of the courtyard.

"God, do you know I was wronged? That's why it rained this time to save me. A good person like me would not be struck by lightning, right?" The man in glasses prayed to the gods.

Another 'boom!' sound broke out, and another big tree more than ten meters tall beside the courtyard wall was struck by lightning. The whole tree burned in the heavy rain for a long time before the fire was gradually extinguished by the heavy rain.

After the fire was extinguished, the big tree slowly fell to the ground.

The scared man in glasses took a while to look around the left and right, and he found that there were three trees in the yard, and two of them were struck by today's lightning!

If lightning comes again, the tree may not be spared.

If that tree is also chopped, the next one that should be chopped is the lightning rod on his body, right?

Who made the cross? It looked like a lightning rod? Is there a brain disease?

'boom!'

Another explosion sounded, and the third tree in the courtyard was not spared, and was struck by lightning and fell to the ground.

Now, there are only crosses left in the entire yard, standing tall and plunging straight into the sky in the rainstorm.

'boom!'

‘Rumor!’

'boom!'

The man in glasses kept hearing the thunder and lightning, and every sound seemed to be resounding in his ear. Every time he thought he had been struck, he realized that he was still alive after a few seconds, but he was completely scared and paralyzed. If he hadn't been tied to the cross, he would have completely collapsed on the ground.

'boom!'

Another loud bang, the man in glasses felt his whole body numb, his body turned extremely white, his eyes could not see anything, and his ears seemed to be deaf.

Finally, I was hit!

More than ten seconds later, the man in glasses found that he was still alive!

However, a hole a half meters deep was smashed by lightning.

There was a lightning bolt just now. For some reason, it didn't hit the lightning rod where he was, and it actually hit the ground in front of him, smashing a big hole on the ground!

The man with glasses was in tears and his whole body was completely limp.

After this lightning, the rain suddenly passed and the sky was clear, and even the sun came out.

A few minutes later, the intellectual woman, Big Back Head, Jin Ke, the priest and several nuns walked out of the nearby house.

After the big back came out, he walked back to the house.

The man with glasses then realized that the short and fat man beside him had disappeared and no one covered his mouth.

That's great, the big back is gone, and the short and fat man doesn't cover his mouth. He can finally speak by himself.

He can finally prove that he was wronged!

"Listen to me! I don't...no..." The man in glasses tried hard to shout loudly to the person who came here.

But soon he found something wrong.

I don’t know if it was because of excessive fright, but he found that he had lost his voice!

I opened my mouth hard, but I couldn't speak or speak!

How can this be done?

The man in glasses tried repeatedly, but the harder he worked, the more anxious he was, the less he could make a sound.

Then, he watched as his head back walked out of the house again, holding a torch in his hand.

"What a great hatred! Do you want to burn me to death?" The man with glasses hated the big back head to the limit.

He continued to speak hard, but he couldn't make any sound.

No, right? It's just dozens of lightning. As for how scared it is like this? It's too useless? When you can save yourself, this kind of problem arises!

The man in glasses scolded himself in his heart.

"The firewood is wet, I'm afraid it won't be able to burn him to death." The priest looked at the pile of firewood and said to his big back head holding the torch.

"How do you kill him?" asked the priest with his head back.

"If you want to completely kill the evil spirits in his body, there is another way, which is to fry them in an oil pan and burn the oil slowly, so that the temperature can slowly rise, and make the evil spirits burn out on the outside and tender on the inside." The priest replied with a big back.

"Are you a priest? Have you eaten shit in your previous life? It's burned and fried. Are you Western white-skinned pigs so savage?" The man in glasses cursed the priest.

"Okay!" Dawutou was very interested when he heard it.

"But there is not such a big pot now, there is not so much oil, and there is no dry firewood to burn oil." The priest spread his hands.

"Then what do you think of fried food? Is there any other way to kill the evil spirits?" Big back head continued to consult the priest.

"The evil spirit is afraid of sulfuric acid, so it is OK to use sulfuric acid. Slowly burn off his skin, muscles, bones layer by layer, starting from the feet, then the legs, belly, and finally the chest and head." The priest gave a idea to the big back head again.

"The evil spirit is afraid of sulfuric acid? I have never heard of it? Are you a human being? How did you become a priest?" The man in glasses began to hate this priest again.

"But you don't have so much sulfuric acid here, right?" asked the priest with a big back.

"No, there is sulfuric acid, it's a big bucket. The last exorcist ceremony was not used up. Do you want to use it? I'll get it for you." The priest shook his head.

"Father, your wife ran away with the gods? Do you want to splash her face with sulfuric acid? Prepare a large bucket of sulfuric acid in the church? Are you sick?" The man in glasses cursed again.

"Of course I have to use it. I must kill this evil spirit and eliminate harm for the people!" Big back head with a righteous expression.
Chapter completed!