Chapter 341 Can you go to heaven?
As for the questions the devil asked, Su Fan was indeed a little curious.
But it’s not enough to give the other person a chance to understand him just for that little thing.
There are relevant literature records for big demons with high reputations. As long as you are not afraid of trouble, you can always find clues in various legends to deduce the identity and strength of the opponent.
On the contrary, Su Fan is completely unknown to the demons.
They have no idea about the principles of Su Fan's cultivation and his true strength. They can only estimate it based on his previous battle performance.
This information asymmetry is a major advantage, and Su Fan is not ready to give up.
He walked out of the basement and returned to the room where the old farmer's body was.
His soul had already disappeared when Su Fan came, and Su Fan witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.
What surprised Su Fan the most was that what the old farmer entered turned out to be paradise.
It was a whirlpool completely different from hell. The moment it opened briefly, Su Fan seemed to see the golden light shining in it, as well as layers of clouds and mist.
The scent emanating from it is pure and soft.
Since it was the first time he saw a soul entering heaven, Su Fan felt it carefully and found that there was indeed no evil at all.
[The old farmer has made mistakes throughout his life, even leading to the death of other people. Why can such a person go to heaven? 】
Su Fan couldn't understand the thinking circuit in heaven. After leaving the house, he called the antique shop.
……
In the antique store on Avenue of Stars, Alice was sitting on Su Fan's exclusive rocking chair behind the counter, squinting her eyes and looking like she was enjoying herself.
No wonder that guy always likes to lie on it, it’s so comfortable...
It has been almost two days since Su Fan left. During this period, all the antique shops relied on Alice for cleaning.
Fortunately, the business was not that busy. I said I was at work, but in fact I spent most of my time using the wireless network in the store to play games and watch videos.
The days are so beautiful and leisurely, and the time without a boss is such a joy.
Just as Alice was thinking this, the phone in the store suddenly rang.
Alice stood up, took the phone, and spoke lazily.
"This is an exorcism antique shop. If you have any questions, please leave a message."
"...You didn't wake up or something, you have no energy at all."
After hearing the familiar voice, Alice stood up in excitement.
"Boss?!"
Oops! Fishing was discovered!
Alice's first thought was when she got the call, but luckily she had already prepared a response.
……
Su Fan frowned.
He started running as soon as he landed in London, without even having time to take a good rest.
On the other hand, Alice was living quite leisurely there, feeling like a lazy cat that had just emerged from the winter quilt.
That voice makes people angry.
Fortunately, the news he heard next from Alice gave him some comfort.
"No, no, everything is better in the store, and there are new customers visiting recently."
It turns out that as the Lunar New Year is approaching, many local Chinese have begun to prepare gifts for visiting relatives and friends.
Antiques are expensive and can reflect the culture and taste of the gift giver, so they are naturally included in the choice of many people.
Alice's learning over the past few days has been remarkable. She introduced antiques fluently and with a sweet voice, and successfully sold several pieces.
“Well done.”
When an employee performs well, as a boss, the first thing to do is to acknowledge the success of his or her work. However, his main reason for calling this time was not to check on business conditions.
After drawing up the pie for next month's salary increase, Su Fan got down to business.
"I dealt with an incident here in London..."
Su Fan briefly explained the cultist curse and murder incident that he dealt with, and finally raised a question.
"In their teachings, what determines whether a person goes to heaven or hell?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking, but he didn't let Su Fan wait too long before he responded.
"I don't know much about the other things, but according to what you said, boss, the old farmer must have sacrificed himself."
"Sacrifice? What did he sacrifice?"
Su Fan couldn't figure out what this man who failed to fulfill his duties as a father, husband, and believer had sacrificed.
It was because of his doting that he sacrificed the lives of five other people.
Why did you go to heaven?
"The definition of possible sacrifice is not as narrow as we think..."
"Although he was blinded by foolish love and guilt before, leading to the death of others, he finally woke up and planned to die with his daughter who was endowed with the power of the devil."
"Not just sacrificing yourself, but also giving up your feelings for your daughter for the sake of justice and justice... That's probably it..."
Alice has lived a long life as a vampire and has seen all kinds of people, including many devout Catholics.
She understands the teachings of this group of believers and their many thinking logics better than Su Fan.
Not to mention, she also used Google Assistant while talking to Su Fan.
"Actually...many people who have done bad things can be forgiven as long as they sincerely repent."
"For example, the soldier Longinus who pierced Jesus' side with a spear, or Peter who vowed to sacrifice for Jesus, but betrayed Jesus three times before the rooster crowed at dawn..."
"They all did something wrong, but after repenting, they all ended up pretty good."
"Perhaps, from the perspective of heaven, the old farmer's actions can be regarded as atonement."
Su Fan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment when he heard this.
Atonement? Some people commit crimes that even death is not enough to repay, so there is no atonement.
Have you ever asked that young man who was manipulated by a cultist to kill someone and was about to be imprisoned for it?
Forget it, I can’t understand the logic of Western gods.
"Has anyone come to the store recently to perform exorcism commissions?"
"There is no such thing...only a few can find it here."
Alice truthfully told Su Fan about the changes in public opinion in the United States in the past two days.
The recent political scandals that have been making a big fuss have finally been suppressed.
Driven intentionally or unintentionally, a group of exorcists who attracted much attention were born.
"Unlike those third-rate people who can only roughly perceive ghosts, this group of people who have emerged recently are really capable."
They are not shy about showing their extraordinary powers in front of the camera and explaining various supernatural phenomena.
Of course, we also don’t forget to frequently step on Su Fan, the exorcist “superstar” who was unparalleled in the past.
Because Su Fan never responded directly to the opponent's provocation, the originally large number of die-hard "fans" switched to other people.
Coupled with the push of invisible forces, Su Fan gradually faded out of everyone's sight in a short period of time.
When she said this, Alice's voice was filled with a little resentment.
"This group of people, who claimed to be your supporters before, used your name to attack others and brought insults to you."
"It didn't take long now to immediately turn to others."
"It's damning to leave nothing but trouble."
"...You're not angry, are you?" "No."
Su Fan's voice was as calm as ever, even a little relaxed.
"If they want to make trouble, let them do it."
Without the attention of busybodies, he is happy and peaceful.
"You don't care?"
"Not at all."
Unless the system in his head is to increase his cultivation level by increasing his popularity.
If that were the case, Su Fan would be at the door of those exorcists' homes right away.
Compared with these superficial things, Su Fan already roughly knew the cause of this phenomenon through Alice's description.
The top management still uses combination punches to control public opinion and divert attention as always.
But they apparently found out by whose hands Mikaelson died.
Therefore, they were unwilling to let Su Fan, the instigator, stand at the forefront, so they introduced a few people with real talents to take over this wave of popularity.
This move also verified Su Fan's previous conjecture.
It’s not that America doesn’t have extraordinary people with real abilities, but they are all divided up by the upper class as a high-level resource, and none of it is lost to the public society.
I just don’t know what level they are at.
When Su Fan thought of this, he felt a little excited.
He believed that the time when he would have direct contact with the other party would come soon.
"It's okay. I still have things to do here, so I'll hang up now."
After hanging up the phone, Su Fan walked out of the house, jumped into the air, and walked against the wind.
He still remembers the way he came, so he can just go back the way he came.
Halfway through the flight, Su Fan suddenly stopped.
[Almost forgot about this. 】
He gently raised his hand, and ripples suddenly appeared in his palm.
And in the center of the ripples, a flower fell.
The white petals look like flowing gas, which looks very strange.
Flowers in the mist.
The strange flowers and plants discovered by Su Fan from the mountains of Fox Town feed on the mist.
He brought it with him when he came to London this time.
It's just that such strange flowers and plants cannot be simply placed in a wooden box, otherwise it is very likely to attract the attention of prosecutors.
Fortunately, in recent times, the expansion of each space in Hutian has been progressing quite well, and it is just enough to accommodate a flower.
Su Fanzi carefully checked the compatibility between the two and confirmed that the inner space of the Hutian would not have any impact on the Flower in the Mist before placing it inside and bringing it together.
He glanced at the sky not far away.
Although there are already signs of dawn, there will still be quite some time before the fog will be dispersed by the sun.
After finding a place where the fog concentration was higher, Su Fan casually sat on a stool and admired the flowers in his hands with great interest.
The moment it was taken out, the flowers made of mist began to absorb the surrounding white gas.
As the density of the surrounding fog gradually becomes lower, the color and texture of the flowers become more solid.
[According to this progress, in about ten minutes, the fog in the park will be almost sucked away. 】
Although the time is short, it is enough to take a short rest.
Su Fan leaned back on the chair and began to think about the demon he encountered this time.
Different from the previous head-to-head confrontations, this time the opponent seemed to clearly realize that he would not have any advantage if he fought head-on.
Even before Su Fan used his long sword to kill the opponent, he escaped at the speed of light.
That's right, that guy is much better at running away than Baimon and Malthus.
The evidence is that the system in Su Fan's mind only prompted the murder of the cult woman, and there was no news about the devil.
I don’t know if this guy will wait for an opportunity to retaliate.
【It’s really troublesome...】
The Holy See is also inactive. For such a long time, there has been no news that they have successfully dealt with the devil...
Just as Su Fan was thinking like this, a figure staggered towards him not far away.
The other person was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and smelled of alcohol. He was a typical drunkard who got drunk late at night.
The man walked towards Su Fan's position, stopped about three meters away, and then changed direction.
I didn't see it clearly before, but it turned out that a rather kind-looking young Asian man was already sitting there.
"Damn fog..."
Cursing the fog that obscured his vision, he sat down on another empty bench not far away.
The rude and casual movement caused the photo in his pocket to fall.
The man was stunned, then bent down and reached out to pick it up from the ground, but the overlapping shadows in his field of vision prevented him from touching the photo.
In the photo, the blond woman gives a gentle smile to the camera, as if telling her love for the photographer through the lens.
The man's eyes were sour, and tears fell in large drops, making it even harder to see clearly.
The pain and longing made his heart throb, and he couldn't help but turn into a sob.
At this moment, a breeze blew from nowhere, blowing the photo that was out of reach on the ground, and landed right next to his groping hand.
The cry that was about to burst out of his throat got stuck halfway.
Taking this opportunity, the man picked it up, touched the stains on it with care, and put it back in his arms.
After sitting blankly for a while, he raised his head and took two more gulps of strong wine.
The fire-like drink quickly heated up his body, relieving the coldness of the night.
He tightened his heavy coat and suddenly remembered that the young Asian man not far away seemed to be wearing only a jacket.
Isn't that guy afraid of the cold?
The man glanced in the young man's direction.
The latter leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, as if sleeping.
Falling asleep here is not a wise move.
The man hesitated for a moment and walked in the direction of the Asian young man.
Little did he know that the latter's brows were already frowning at this time.
[What does this guy want to do? 】
After finally catching some rest time, I met this kind of person.
I wasn't at home or came here to the bar in the middle of the night. I was so drunk that I couldn't even pick up the photo and cried.
Su Fan was worried that this guy would lose control of his emotions and disturb his purity, so he created a gust of wind and sent the photos to him.
Unexpectedly, the other party did not stop, but walked towards here.
(End of chapter)