Chapter 1099 Six Churches

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When Ma Dalong went back to look for his son, he found that his son had disappeared, and went to Ma Xiaohu's company to inquire, only to find out that his son had already boarded the plane to the United States.

That's okay, he knew that as long as he didn't nail the unlucky ghost for his son one night, his son would be in bad luck the next day, and if he didn't nail that sloppy tiger for three days, he might die.

Ma Dalong thought about it, and had no choice but to go to the United States for the current plan, and immediately called the airport to book a ticket to the United States.

It just so happened that Ma Xiaohu's scheduled flight would not take off until evening, so he went straight home to pack up, took two pieces of clothes with him, and went to the airport.

But as soon as he walked out of the house, he was stunned. In front of the door, a slim girl in a short skirt was looking at him with admiration. That face was so familiar, she was his biological daughter Ma Xiaoling.

Beside Ma Xiaoling stood a handsome young man in casual clothes.

Apart from taking care of Ma Xiaohu, Ma Dalong also often goes downstairs to Jiajia Building to peek at his daughter, knowing that her daughter is capable and Ma Danna will take care of her, so he is not worried.

But today when Ma Xiaoling appeared in front of him, Ma Dalong almost couldn't control himself from calling out his daughter's name. He didn't know why her daughter looked at him like that, but he was confident that he hid it well, and it was absolutely impossible for the other party to know about the relationship between them. identity of.

With his head down, he made up his mind and walked past Ma Xiaoling with his luggage.

"Dad!" With a crisp call, Ma Dalong's eyes turned red instantly, and the tears didn't fall out, but he pretended not to hear, and continued to walk forward.

Ma Xiaoling took a few steps to stand in front of him: "Dad, where are you going?"

Ma Dalong raised his head, held back his tears and forced a smile at Ma Xiaoling: "Miss, you admit your mistake!" After speaking, he rushed out with his luggage at lightning speed, and stopped by the side of the road. Get a taxi and tell the driver to drive quickly.

The moment the taxi started, I only said the word "airport" to the driver, like being slumped on the seat after a serious illness.

Ma Xiaoling looked at the taxi going away, her eyes were red, Xin Han came over and took her hand: "Don't worry, everything will be fine!"

Ma Dalong arrived at the airport,

After looking for a place to rest for a while, when it was almost time to check in, the airport staff glanced at his passport, and then gave a wink to the colleagues on the side.

After a while, two uniformed policemen came over: "Sir, please follow me, we have something to ask you to cooperate with the investigation!"

"Mr. Police Officer, are you looking for the wrong person? I have to board the plane to go to the United States!" Ma Dalong explained anxiously, but the police officer on the side smiled and said: "Please rest assured, we only ask a few words, and will not delay Mr. Itinerary!"

But what the policeman said and what he did were obviously not the same thing. After taking Ma Dalong to a lounge, he asked him to wait for a while, then went out and locked the door, and pasted a spell on the lock. They looked at each other with a smile and walked away.

Ma Dalong yelled for a long time but no one paid any attention to him. Seeing that it was almost time for his plane to take off, he thought of opening the door with the power of faith, sneaking out and getting on the plane first.

But something unexpected happened to him. No matter how he urged the power of faith, the door did not respond.

It was only at this time that he realized the difference in this lounge. There was no window, and he couldn't escape by jumping out of the window. He knocked on the door a few times, but he couldn't hit it at all. At this moment, he was really dumbfounded, knowing that he had been tricked.

But he couldn't see that every time he tried to open the door with the power of faith, the spell on the outer door would flash to completely counteract the power of faith he sent out.

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Ma Xiaohu finally arrived in New York, the United States after more than ten hours of air travel. A bald and strong man with a big gold chain was holding a pick-up sign with his name, standing very clearly in the crowd.

Ma Xiaohu walked over and said hello: "Hello, I am Ma Xiaohu!"

The bald man looked at him for a long time, then nodded: "My name is Sang Jie, the company asked me to pick you up, come with me!" Then he turned and left, and Ma Xiaohu hurriedly followed with his luggage. .

Sanjay took Ma Xiaohu into the car, lit a cigar, and told the driver to drive.

Ma Xiaohu smiled at this tough New York colleague: "Mr. Sang, I don't know where we are going!"

Sangjie turned his head and spewed out a puff of smoke, choking Ma Xiaohu into coughing again and again, and then said in a low voice: "What are you asking, you will know when you arrive!"

Ma Xiaohu shrank his neck and didn't dare to ask again.

After nearly two hours of driving, the car drove into a private farm in the outer suburbs of New York.

The farm occupies a large area, and the middle seems to be the residential area of ​​the farm owner and cowboys. The living area is also large, with many relatively old buildings, among which six regularly distributed churches are the most conspicuous.

These six churches immediately attracted Ma Xiaohu's attention, because although the six churches were not large, even small, they showed the vicissitudes of time, and one could tell that they were old at a glance.

The car stopped in front of a wooden house, and Sanjay pointed to the house: "You will live in this wooden house today, rest for two days first, don't worry, the company will arrange tasks for you!"

"Oh..." Ma Xiaohu nodded, got out of the car and took out the luggage from the trunk.

Sanjay also pushed the door and got out of the car, explained a few words to an elderly white man who came out of the wooden house, and then pointed to Ma Xiaohu, as if he was arranging his accommodation.

The old white man nodded, then waved to Ma Xiaohu, and said loudly in English: "Okay, young man, your room is already packed, come with me with your luggage!"

Sang Jie waved his hand at Ma Xiaohu, raised the corner of his mouth, showing a smile, and then got into the car and left.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time Ma Xiaohu has seen this "colleague" smile since we met, but for no reason, he always feels that this tough colleague from New York smiles a little weirdly .

Because of the time difference, it was already night in Hong Kong, but it was still daytime in New York just like when he boarded the plane. Although the sky was sunny, Ma Xiaohu always had a cold feeling.

"Sir, my name is Ma Xiaohu. I'm from Hong Kong Island. What's your name, sir?" Ma Xiaohu picked up his luggage and followed the old white man to the wooden house.

The old white man said without looking back, "My name is Bowen. I used to burn corpses in a nearby town. Now I'm retired and I work as a watchman on this farm!"

Hearing Mr. Bowen's occupation, Ma Xiaohu swallowed and did not ask any more questions.

Bowen led him into the wooden house, turned to him and said, "You can rest here, and I'll bring you lunch later!"

Ma Xiaohu nodded and said thank you. He glanced at the furnishings in the room and found that the room was full of things related to Christianity. There were several crosses, large and small, and some related to the Bible. The oil painting of the story is mounted on the wall.

He asked Bowen who was going out, "Sir, why are there so many churches here?"

Bowen seemed to think that he had too many questions, turned around and gave him an angry look, but he still explained: "The six churches are very famous, they were there a long time ago, even now there are many people who come here to worship! "

Bowen glanced outside, and said again: "It is said that the six churches are built on the positions of the hexagrams, and in the middle of the hexagrams, there is an evil werewolf sealed!"

"In the middle?" Ma Xiaohu pointed at his feet. If he remembered correctly, when he got off the car just now, he saw that this wooden house seemed to be built in the middle of the six churches.

Looking at Ma Xiaohu's worried face, Bowen said with some disdain: "That's right, otherwise why do you think there are so many crosses in this room? Why, are you afraid?"

Ma Xiaohu thought for a while and laughed: "No, how could there be werewolves in the world!"

Bowen waved his hands and strode out.

After a while, a pickup truck drove over, and a few workers got off the pickup truck, carrying buckets of unknown things. After getting off the truck, they began to work with brushes. The work they wanted to do , It is to paint a red paint on the wooden house where Ma Xiaohu lives.

Because it was a private jet, Ma Xiaohu had a good rest on the plane and was still very energetic at this time.

He put down his luggage and wanted to go out for a walk, but as soon as he reached the door, he asked a puff of bloody smell, although it seemed to be mixed with spices to suppress the smell of blood, but it smelled the same when he was close Clearly.

And the source of the bloody smell is the red paint on hand of these workers!

Ma Xiaohu thought with some fear, it couldn't be blood, could it?

When he was suspicious, he asked these workers in English.

A worker answered his questions, saying that the buildings here are all antique buildings from the United States, which witnessed the rise of the United States, so special protection is required. Every summer, wooden buildings that need to be protected are painted with this special paint, which can resist pests and rats. Ant erosion and destruction.

And this kind of paint can volatilize naturally, and it will almost volatilize in winter, so there is no need to worry that the paint will damage the building.

Ma Xiaohu felt quite reasonable, so he felt relieved. He looked around for a while, and sure enough, he saw some ants, flies, etc., and they died as soon as they approached the painted areas.

Seeing that it was really effective, I felt that while I was gaining knowledge, I also felt that the means of protecting buildings in the United States were high-tech, and it was normal that I had never seen it before.

After a while, Bowen came over with a big bowl: "It's your first time here, I'll let you try our most famous broth!"

Ma Xiaohu thanked him quickly, and took the big bowl. He happened to be a little hungry, so he put the big bowl on the table in the room, picked up the spoon in the bowl, and started eating.

The broth is very mixed, and the bottom is full of pieces of meat. I don't know what kind of meat it is. It tastes chewy and delicious.

Immediately stretched out his thumb to Bowen: "It's delicious!"

Bowen laughed and said, "Eat more if it tastes good, and I'll make it for you at night!" He finished speaking slowly, word by word, and laughed, but there was no smile on his face, which made Ma Xiaohu feel dissatisfied for a while. Get used to it, feel the cold air on your back.