Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

"What is it? Just tell me, son. Your father has been through all these years. What kind of storms and waves has he not seen?"

Father Zhuo said with a relaxed look.

If it weren't for the shock that flashed across his eyes, I would have let him act it out.

Zhuo Sheng looked at Shu Jiao, "Sister Shu, this explanation is not clear, how about?"

Shu Jiao pointed at Wu Wenqian casually.

Wu Wenqian: ???

me?

What?

She was stunned for two seconds before she realized that this meant she was asked to summon the flags and take action on the spot.

So she put her index finger and middle finger together and lifted them up.

In an instant, banners made of bones and skulls, emitting black smoke and accompanied by barely audible cries, appeared.

This time, Zhuo's father really couldn't hold it anymore.

What the hell is this!!!

Possessed?

Zhuo Sheng immediately used the "holy teaching" theory that Shu Jiao had used to fool others to fool Zhuo's father.

"Mr. Zhuo."

Shu Jiao said seriously: "Our Holy Church is really a good church, with a clean origin, a long history, many connections in heaven and on earth, and many bigwigs in the sect. It just looks a little scary."

"Compared with us, those crooked ways are nothing but moonshots."

Zhuo's father: ...

Wait a minute~

The CPU is stuck and the response is a bit slow.

Think about it!

Thoughts completed!

"Correct!"

Father Zhuo nodded vigorously. "What do you mean by demonic cultivators or not? You guys are obviously people of high moral character, aspirations, and conduct. You are saintly cultivators! You definitely have nothing to do with demonic cultivators!"

No one would believe that you are not a demon cultivator.

"Besides, even if he is a demon cultivator, so what? The technique is just a knife. The key lies in whether the one who wields the knife has a good or evil heart."

It doesn’t matter if you practice magic.

In this situation, who cares so much?

The key is to enable as many people as possible to have the ability to fight against mutated zombies, animals and plants as soon as possible!

Let me give you some compliments first, and then get to the point.

"Ms. Shu~"

Father Zhuo called out in a deep voice, "Xiao Sheng just said that you are willing to teach us the Holy Religion's skills? I want to ask, can everyone learn it? Do I have to join your Holy Religion to learn it?"

"No."

Shu Jiao shook her head. "Our Saint Sect wants everyone to become a Yin God after death, so the requirements are very strict and we don't accept just anyone. What I am willing to teach are only the skills that the Saint Sect's outer disciples learned in the past."

"That……"

Zhuo's father asked anxiously, but was interrupted by Shu Jiao, "But don't worry, although it is a skill for outer disciples, it is more than enough to kill a zombie mutant."

That's good!

This is enough!

It’s enough to be able to kill a zombie and have the power to protect yourself.

As for those who are greedy and want more, it all depends on whether they have the fate to join the Holy Church.

Such heaven-shaking wealth!

Zhuo's father was instantly delighted, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Zhuo Sheng——

He is worthy of being my eldest son. He came back and even kidnapped a cultivator. His luck is incredible!

Zhuo Sheng simply ignores his father who acts like crazy every day.

A group of people discussed cultivation in the office.

Although Mr. Zhuo is a very frivolous person when he is not serious, he is quite decent when he is serious.

Apart from the kind fatherly look in front of Zhuo Sheng, his whole person exudes an overwhelming, murderous and ruthless aura, and he does things efficiently and effectively.

After reaching an agreement with Shu Jiao, he quickly convened a meeting of the senior leaders of the security base.

"I found a cultivator and I plan to promote cultivation among the entire nation. What do you think?"

what?

Ah? ?

ah? ! ! !

Their old leader... has his brain been driven crazy by this apocalypse?

All the major leaders looked at Zhuo's father with great concern, greeting him with concern one after another, but Zhuo's father only looked at Sun Jiang who was brought with him.

After Sun Jiang showed off his skills, Zhuo's father looked at everyone's shocked expressions with great interest.

Ah!

This is right!

He said that no one could remain calm when encountering such a thing!

The meeting lasted four or five hours.

From Demon Cultivator...

No.

From where to start promoting the holy cultivation method, how to promote it, who to choose to practice first, to the laws and regulations that restrict cultivators, and how to promote the holy teachings and styles...

After a comprehensive and general plan was drawn up, each leader took on his or her own work and worked overtime.

By the evening, Zhuo's father had not returned.

Zhuo Sheng actually took Shu Jiao to Zhuo's house for a meal.

They had eaten almost the same meal, so Zhuo's father dragged his tired body back home. The moment he entered the door, he was smiling again.

After chatting for a while, Zhuo's father gave Zhuo's mother a few hints.

As a couple for many years, Zhuo's mother immediately understood what Zhuo's father meant. She smiled gently and took Shu Jiao to see the room that was decorated for her.

Shu Jiao just arrived and has no place to live.

The Zhuo family has many rooms. Before dinner, Zhuo's mother had someone clean up the rooms and also took in Wu Wenqian and others brought by Shu Jiao.

As soon as the two left, Zhuo's father called Zhuo Sheng, and the father and son went into the study.

Chatted for half an hour.

Mainly talk about the general situation of their journey.

After the conversation, Zhuo's father stared at Zhuo Sheng again and again, as if he was meeting his own son for the first time.

Zhuo Sheng was so nervous, "Dad, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Son~"

Zhuo's father sighed with a worried look on his face.

His own father is playing the victim, he must be trying to trick him!

Zhuo Sheng became more defensive, "If you have something to say, just say it, don't keep using this nonsense."

This made Zhuo's father choke, thinking:

When my son was not back, I was worried day and night. Why do I feel a little disgusted with him now that he is back?

"With your temper, no one wants you."

Zhuo's father snorted twice and said, "Forget it, let's talk about something serious. I want to discuss something with you, come closer."

Zhuo Sheng looked confused, but still leaned over to listen to Zhuo's father's words which were as soft as a mosquito's.

After hearing this, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Dad, stop it. How can you be like this?"

"What's wrong with me? Isn't this for your own good and for the good of the base? Anyway, you have the intention... Think about it, once the Holy Church's technique is released, all the people in the Holy Church will surely become Tang Monk's meat. Everyone who sees it will want to take a bite."

"The competitive pressure will be too great by then!"

Zhuo's father shook his head with regret, "Speaking of which..."

He coughed again, as if remembering something, and lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know the criteria for accepting disciples of the Holy Church?"

"Eye contact."

Zhuo Sheng spread his hands helplessly, "To put it simply, Shu Jiao will take what she likes and discard what she doesn't like. The main point is to do whatever you want."

He also didn't know whether this holy religion followed the path of Buddhism or Taoism, and it seemed to be a fusion of the two.

Weird.

"That's not easy."

If someone asks for money or things, I can give it to them if I grit my teeth.

When it comes to affinity, it’s useless even if you grind your teeth to pieces!

Zhuo's father shook his head slightly, no longer holding out any hope, and continued, "Anyway, you should consider my suggestion carefully. If you are willing, your mother and I will think of a solution."

Zhuo Sheng: ...

"Then, then can you think of a solution?"

Zhuo Sheng asked tentatively.

"Okay, I'll go find your mother."

Father Zhuo nodded, stood up and left.

Zhuo Sheng was in the study, watching his departing back, with a dazed look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.