Chapter 296 Fun

Saturday, March 6.

The 'Mormon Church' meeting place.

An ordinary carriage quietly parked on the side of the road.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a pair of clear green eyes looked curiously at the building in front of him.

"Mrs. Stas..." In the carriage, Metana fanned lightly. The weather is not hot now, but it is a fashionable trend for ladies in the upper class to carry a hand fan for decoration.

At this moment, Metana covered half of her face below her nose with a fan, and lowered her voice: "Is this right here?"

"Yes, my dearest Metana... 'Morromon' is an amazing gathering, and I promise you'll find it worth it."

Mrs. Stas had graciously changed into the robes used by the members of the assembly and put on a silver mask in front of Metana.

"I just feel...some inexplicable...exciting!"

Metana giggled, her eyes full of a little girl's desire for adventure and eagerness to try.

'That's it...that's it...'

Mrs. Stas looked at this scene, like a hunter who saw that the prey was about to step into the trap, and her heart was full of joy: 'Let you hook up with my little Lubin without knowing how to live... Let's sink into the abyss with me! ’

She didn't know what to think, but her cheeks suddenly turned crimson. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask and no outsiders saw it.

"Well, since you are a member, Mrs. Stas, of course I believe...Is this the legendary secret party? It's interesting."

Metana smiled and changed her robe, revealing her beautiful figure, which made Mrs. Stas face a little jealous, but she still assured: "Well, it's safe here, and you can get in touch with the real supernatural. Strength."

'Ah……'

Under the mask, the corners of Metana's mouth also twitched, revealing a sarcastic smile: 'This stupid woman...what Mormon God, I've never heard of it before, I asked a private investigator to investigate, and I found out that it was a liar What a farce! ’

'This stupid woman is stupid enough to believe in a god made up by a liar. It seems that the Stas family is doomed in the future... However, it's also interesting to appreciate her ugly appearance. It's worth the trip. . ’

Metana stroked her diamond necklace with confidence.

Her knowledge of the secret world and mysticism is far better than Mrs. Stas, because she comes from a glorious noble family, has an ancient heritage, and is even an Extraordinary herself!

And some things she encountered recently made her feel very depressed and heavy.

Rarely invited by Mrs. Stas, she became interested in watching clown performances.

'I heard that the leader of the 'Moromon sect' also likes to trick women into going to bed... Hehe... Should I call the police immediately and let Mrs. Stas make a big scandal, once such an infamous thing happens, I'm afraid Mr. Knock will jump off the building... this is... unfortunate and exciting! ’

The two ladies tried to deceive me again, and finally got dressed, got off the carriage, and entered the assembly hall through the back door.

In the very solemn and religious hall, Aaron had already put on Solomon's human skin and wore a golden mask, quietly waiting for the good show to begin.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, he saw the two ladies who came in, and announced in a calm voice, "Everyone is here, let's start!"

Aaron lit the flame with his own hands, and said in a chorus-like tone: "'Moromon' gave me the stigmata, I am the one chosen by God, and I shall guide you to the lost lambs!"

"The 'Morromon' said, chant my name, those knives and swords can't hurt you, when you are in crisis, chant my name, if you chant my name in the water, you will Not to be drowned, if you recite my name in the fire, you will not be burned... To those who believe in me, my name is protection, and to the heathen, my name is a curse!"

"Praise the 'Morromon'!"

All the believers raised their hands together and shouted the name of 'Moromon' loudly.

When the atmosphere became warm, Aaron looked at Mrs. Stas: "Today, our church members brought a new person!"

Mrs. Stas hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down in front of Aaron: "Great saint, a friend of mine wants to bathe in the glory of 'Mormon God'!"

She looked at Metana, but found that the girl did not kneel down, but just bowed and asked in a curious tone: "Respected saint, Your Excellency... I... I am not suspicious, just a little... uneasy. !"

Metana played an ignorant girl to the fullest and silently applauded herself: "I...I'm curious about the occult...Do you really have...the legendary supernatural power?"

"That's not supernatural power, it's a gift from God!"

Aaron replied in awe: "I recite the name of God, and God has given me protection, so that I can take out gold coins from boiling oil, make white paper display words, and walk on the edge of a knife... Those who question God are guilty! "

"guilty!"

"sinner!"

The group reprimanded, leaving Metana looking helpless.

In religion, group convergence is very important, and the more people say it, the easier it is to sway skeptics!

"I..." Metana looked like she was about to cry: "I'm sorry...I just..."

"Sinner, kneel down and pray devoutly, and let the glory of the saints bathe your body and mind!"

Mrs. Stas shouted happily.

A light flashed in Metana's eyes, and she sneered in her heart: 'Haha... Since Mrs. Stas, you do it first, don't blame me, I'm doing it for your own good too! ’

She stretched her white and delicate palms under the robe, held her necklace, and recited in a low voice in the language of the spiritual world - 'Open'!

This is a magical item of 'red'. After opening it, it will affect everyone around, sinking into all kinds of desires...

Metana was very sure that when her strange things took effect, all the evil believers in the hall would be distracted, and they might even hold a dance party without cover.

Then, she can easily leave and call a patrolman to solve the big case.

I believe the picture will be very beautiful.

'Perhaps... we should also call in some reporters to take pictures of Mrs. Stas's scandal and publish it? ’

While Metana waited quietly, Aaron also felt a little desire stimulated.

He noticed that in the following group of believers, Mrs. Stas's breathing had become heavy, and everyone's eyes began to have some desire, as if they were about to transform into a beast and liberate their nature in the next moment.

'Um? The effect of 'red'? ’

‘This Metana is actually a Beyonder? ’

'It's my fault, otherwise I'll be replaced by the original Solomon, and he and Mrs. Stas will probably be killed by Metana...'