At noon the next day after they arrived in Beijing, Mr.
Cat went to find Tang Wenwu alone, while Wang Xu fell into a very subtle state again, which was the legendary "idleness".
He wanted to go for a walk on the street, but unfortunately his image was too eye-catching, so he had to give up.
He thought about simply going back to his room and taking a nap, but he only got up at noon.
Out of all the helplessness and boredom, Wang Xu wanted to ask Father Thomas if there was anything he needed help with.
Half an hour after he made this decision and implemented it, he deeply felt the word regret.
The mess in this church is really shocking.
The attic has not been cleaned for a long time, the leaks on the roof have been there for a long time, the paint on the wall over there has fallen off for a long time, and the chairs here have been broken for a long time.
Please note that the word "a long time" is at least measured in years.
At the end of the day, Wang Xu basically did the work of the entire decoration team by himself, and it was for free.
He looked at the old priests whose legs and feet were already a little uncomfortable, and then at the frail nuns.
They all cast extremely pure and ardent glances, full of gratitude and admiration.
It is this kind of lustful eyes that urges Wang Xu to continue to dedicate his young labor force.
In the evening, Mr.
Cat came back.
When he and the foreigners in the church gathered around the dining table to pray for the dinner God had given them, Wang Xu didn't have a piece of bread in his mouth.
Because he was squatting on the roof at this time, holding a few nails in his mouth, waving a hammer and hammering them with his swollen thumb.
Until the sun completely set, Wang Xu finally returned to the church.
He slumped down on the seat in the first row, looking at the tall statue in front of him, gasping and saying: "Brother Jesus, the decoration of your home is too big."
It's bad, please show your spirit and drop some professional repairmen from the sky to help our brothers."
Father Charlie came from the side at this time.
He said to Wang Xu: "My son, on behalf of your merciful Heavenly Father, I thank you for everything you have done today."
Wang Xu smiled bitterly: "Haha, it doesn't matter.
This little thing won't alarm his old man."
Father Charlie smiled and said: "He will remember every good thing you do, child, the Lord is omnipresent."
"Hahaha, that's that" Father Charlie left very kindly.
Before leaving, he did not forget to leave a message: "By the way, you can do the remaining work tomorrow.
It is too late today and you need to rest."
Wang Xu's smile froze on his face, and he cursed in his heart: "Fuck, that's what you mean, why should I be working on a starry night?"
After the priest floated by gracefully, Wang Xu once again looked up at his brother Jesus and said, "Lord, can you tell me if there is any way to escape tomorrow's labor?"
Before he finished speaking, a large piece of the ceiling above his head fell down.
I don't know whether this old building fell apart due to Wang Xu's amateur knocking, or whether the "merciful" Heavenly Father was really merciful. , In short, Wang Xu was stunned by this sudden blow.
Basically, he used this as a reason.
If he lay in bed tomorrow, oh no, within half a month, no one would say that he was lazy.
In the silent church, under a pile of rubble, a man stretched out an arm and raised his middle finger to the cross not far away.
Three days later, it was Sunday, that is, "Sunday".
Wang Xu's "injury" was so miraculously healed on this day that he actually had enough rest.
Because many believers would come to worship today and listen to the priest's sermon, Wang Xu wanted to come out and see if he had anything in common with this group of fake foreign devils in the eyes of others.
Unfortunately, he only saw a bunch of yawning hooligans.
Some people fell asleep or even snored while the priest was speaking.
The poor priest could only make the sign of the cross with his hand and say: "Lord, forgive him."
Wang Xu shook his head and sighed, and a picture appeared in his mind: a bald old monk in a certain temple looked at a disciple who was dozing, and then sighed in a very compassionate tone: Amitabha, and then used the dragon claw hand , Yiyang Finger, Chrysanthemum Broken and other magical skills, he beat his apprentice into a human shape.
Finally, he returned to the appearance of a kind and eminent monk, and slowly said those words: Disciple, this is also a well-intentioned teacher.
Pushing the weird thoughts out of his mind, Wang Xu walked towards the guy who was snoring loudly, and patted his shoulder gently.
He didn't wake up.
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Wang Xu shook him twice more, but he still didn't wake up.
"Bah, bang," two loud slaps sounded, and the guy fell to the ground.
Two and tenths of a second after Wang Xu slapped him in the face for the first time, he briefly woke up, but Wang Xu's second slap followed immediately, causing him to lose consciousness again.
Wang Xu carried the guy on his shoulders and threw him out of the church.
Father Charlie was stunned on the spot.
His brain was already short-circuited and he didn't know how to react.
Wang Xu walked back in a swaggering manner and said three words in Mandarin with a smooth accent and Beijing flavor: "Who else?"
The sermon went very smoothly in the end.
The "devout" believers stared with their eyes as big as bull's eyes and did not dare to miss a word of what the priest said.
After the priest's speech, they were all very organized. preface, and left the church quietly and quickly Wang Xu walked up to Father Charlie: "Okay, Father, I think I understand your excitement when we first met.
It seems that you really need a few capable assistants like me to help you promote the doctrine." ” Father Charlie sighed: "Hey, my child, you shouldn't treat them like this.
You know, as long as a person truly repents, even the moment before he falls into hell, the merciful God will accept them.
We must Learn to be tolerant” Wang Xu smiled and said: "I will try my best to improve, Father.
Now, let's talk frankly.
My first question is, these are all the great Puritans in the church."
Father Charlie said: "Actually, there are more.
I think they must be unable to attend the service because of something else."
"What kind of thing can a local gangster do to lie in a brothel until he is exhausted?"
Wang Xu asked rhetorically.
"Shut up and come here."
Master Cat suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Wang Xu's back collar and pulled her out.
While dragging Wang Xu, he turned back to Father Charlie and said, "Father, let me teach you.
Stop worrying about this ignorant guy."
When there was no one around, Mr.
Cat let go of Wang Xu and said, "What are you doing?"
"I'm just asking the good old guys to learn to be tougher."
"You idiot" Master Mao put a hand on his face, as if he was very embarrassed.
"What happened to me?"
"Are you a college student in the history department?
More than 90% of the people who believed in Western religions in the Qing Dynasty were the people you saw today.
Don't you know?"
"Ah" Judging from Wang Xu's mouth shape that could swallow an egg, his blank eyes, and his silly tone, he really didn't know "Ignorance, extraterritoriality, do you know that not only the Western clergy of the church are not under the jurisdiction of the Qing government, but ordinary Chinese believers can also obtain the asylum of the church.
So those church members do not believe in God at all, they just think that joining the church will have the support of foreigners, and they can He runs rampant in the countryside, bullies men and women, and even refuses to kneel before an official."
"Does the church just ignore these guys with impure motives?"
Wang Xu asked.
Mr.
Cat sneered: "No matter who you ask to care about you, look at the priests here who can only tolerate the roof leaking.
How can they care about the people who came to listen to the sermon today?
At least they know how to go through the formalities and see things you didn't see."
There are still more.
The unscrupulous believers in Shandong were basically in a state of lawlessness.
The local government did not dare to make enemies with the foreigners and allowed them to prey on the people, which directly led to the Boxer Rebellion ten years later. " Wang Xu nodded and said: "Oh, I know that one, they are a group of guys who are invulnerable and can be possessed by gods."
"Don't change the topic.
In short, this matter is beyond your control.
If you encounter a situation that is really unacceptable, you can intervene, but you must not change the general direction of history.
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All we have to do now is wait, wait Tang Wenwu makes all preparations, and we can go back.
If you have time to meddle in this kind of business, why not think about how our battle with Wuhun will end."
Wang Xu said: "Then I will try to keep a low profile."
Mr.
Cat snorted coldly and walked away.
In fact, he didn't believe in the so-called "low-key" at all.
He just knew that it was useless to talk about it.
Let's see what else this kid can do.
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