aircannonsinc Chapter 185 Uninvited Guest
Chapter 185 Uninvited Guest
Washington Cathedral.
This cathedral, which took 90 years to be built from the beginning of the last century to the 1990s, is the largest church in America.
Ordinarily there would be no beggars here.
But the reality is that there is a beggar just leaning on the edge of the church door to bask in the sun, and no one is trying to chase him away.
A pair of leather shoes stopped in front of him. Perhaps the figure of the visitor blocked the sunlight. The beggar frowned and turned around, raising his head to look at the visitor.
The other person was wearing a decent suit and had a tall and well-proportioned figure. Under his short linen hair, he had a handsome face as a middle-aged man. His beard added to his masculine temperament.
"I didn't expect that in just a few months, the once arrogant ascetic knight of the Holy See would turn into a beggar!
No, no, no, if you say that the beggar thinks too highly of you, I should say that you are just a useless person!
However, as a powerful paladin, he can be so decadent even if he encounters setbacks?
Can’t you cheer up and embrace the glory of the Lord again? "
If the first two sentences are just sarcasm, the last sentence is just that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
The beggar slowly got up, as if he was ashamed to face his former colleagues, and turned towards the lawn.
“Even if you can no longer embrace the glory of the Lord, you can still be a normal person and live a normal life.
Why do you have to make yourself look so ugly!
Helena is still waiting for you in Europe! "
Behind him, the handsome middle-aged man couldn't help but said loudly.
The beggar stopped and did not look back: "Tell her not to wait for me. Now I am a person cursed by the gods!"
After saying that, he never looked back and disappeared deep into the lawn and trees.
People cursed by the gods!
This situation was reported to the Holy See, and the middle-aged man certainly knew it.
He sighed and walked into the church, and was greeted by someone.
It's an old man with a white beard and white hair. Look at the robe he's wearing, he's a cardinal!
"Welcome, Archbishop Paul, and thank you for bringing the Gospel of His Majesty the Pope!"
The bishop of the Anglican Church of America is not loyal to the Pope, but is his own sect.
Allegiance to América!
Even before America was independent, the Anglican Church of America was loyal to the British royal family, not the Holy See itself.
Later, the moment America left Great Britain, the Anglican Church of America was ordered to immediately break allegiance to the British royal family and declare allegiance to America itself.
That is to say.
Even the Holy See cannot order the Episcopal Church of America, the Washington Cathedral, or all the churches in America.
This is true in a legal sense and in terms of allegiance.
But after all, the Holy See is the best place for all Christian denominations. Since someone is here, and he is an archbishop, he must be treated with caution.
Although he wouldn't be regarded as an imperial envoy, he could still be regarded as a distinguished guest.
Of course, the position of archbishop is one level lower than that of cardinal, but since he is a guest, even if the cardinal is the highest clergyman in America, he has to come out to greet him in person.
Archbishop Paul lowered his head and bowed slightly: "Say hello to you! Cardinal Myscella, and I also brought greetings from the Pope."
Cardinal Myrcella invited him in with a smile.
After he went in and finished praying, Mescero asked him: "Archbishop Paul, how do you plan to start?"
Paul already had a plan in mind: “There is a saying in the far East, which is to take chestnuts from the fire.
Now in the American continent, whether it is the Anglican Church of America or the entire Holy See, its power cannot be compared with those of false gods for the time being.
But America still has the majority of believers.
As long as we are pious enough to summon even one angel, we can occupy a sufficient share in this resurgence of mythology.
But before that, I want to go to Rainbow Town.
Looking at Father Ryan, whom the Pope told me to be wary of, maybe having a good conversation will also help.
What's more, although those false gods are at war with each other now, they haven't started a war yet.
As long as there is no war, we have to wait.
Waiting for them to fight, waiting for them to fight until they are bruised and bruised, then we finally enter the scene.
Just like America in World War II, she chose the time of entry so cleverly that she is now the dominant player in the world.
The same goes for the battle of gods! "
Cardinal Myscello nodded, and then asked him: "If you want to cooperate with others, you must have a bargaining chip. The bargaining chip behind Father Ryan is the Eastern Gods.
If you want to talk to him, I'm afraid you can't do it in vain. You have to be prepared in advance. "
Speaking of this, Paul nodded with great confidence.
“I have a devout faith, and I sensed the presence of angels on the plane the moment I entered the North American continent.
Perhaps, according to the records, what I sensed may only be the most basic two-winged angel.
But with these two-winged angels, I am worthy of any god in the American continent!
Only the glory of the Lord is the most powerful! "
…
There is no airtight wall in this world.
Of course, countries are intertwined like sieves. For example, Xi Zong is now thinking about how to deny entry to certain people.
And Mr. Song is in full swing looking for qualified students, looking for qualified ordinary people, and people in the Taoist sect are also looking for qualified high-gong masters.
The monks are unwilling!
Why?
All thirty places for cultivators are given to the Taoist priests?
Aren’t Buddhists cultivators?
So the commotion started.
Where's the fuss?
Make trouble in front of Mr. Song.
"Mr. Song, back in 1949, when you went to the city gate tower, you had to ask a monk to accompany you.
Now, if there is such an opportunity, it will all fall on Daomen. It is not appropriate! "
Mr. Song raised his head with a smile and said to the thin monk in front of him: "Master Chengguang, this really has nothing to do with me. The quota has already been decided over there.
It is divided into three parts, some are students, some are ordinary people, and some are Taoist priests.
This has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with the higher-ups. After all, we are secular.
There is a god on his side, and it is up to him to decide what soldiers and horses the god wants.
I can't go over and tell people, no, back then when the country was founded, a monk was required to go to the city gates and buildings, and you have to be fair now.
This is inappropriate! "
Master Cheng Guang argued hard: "I know, the candidate must be one with profound merits!
There are also people in my Buddhist sect who have profound merits and virtues! "
Mr. Song was more curious: "Old Master, people in the Taoist sect like to cultivate merit, so if you want to travel around the world, you have to practice hard for decades in medical skills, cure diseases and save people.
Help people read Feng Shui and expel evil spirits.
Therefore, people in Taoist sects are still looking for some masters with profound merits.
In Buddhism, there are not many people studying medicine!
There’s no one who cares about Feng Shui, right?
How to accumulate merit? "
Master Chengguang smiled confidently: "Mr. Song may not know that today's society is impetuous and sub-healthy.
I, a disciple of Buddhism, teach people how to enlighten themselves through ginseng Zen and have a peaceful mind, which can reduce social impatience a lot. It may seem invisible, but the effect is huge.
Although there are very few Buddhists studying medicine, it is not impossible. You can still find a few.
These are the confidence that Buddhists like me want to compete for.
We cannot say that if we are both religious people, a bald person can go, but a bald person cannot go!
Mr. Song, please fight for it. "
Mr. Song was helpless: "Master, I am an official of the Heavenly Court, and I am loyal to the Jade Emperor.
What you cultivate is Buddha, and what you are loyal to is Buddha Tathagata of the West.
It’s not a system, so don’t force it together! "
Master Chengguang suddenly laughed: "Mr. Song, this is wrong, even the Tathagata Buddha of the West has to obey the orders of the Jade Emperor!
The so-called whole world is not the land of the king, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers.
The Jade Emperor is the co-lord of the three realms, how can the Tathagata Buddha of the West not respect the co-lord!
Therefore, we are all our own people! "
Mr. Song curled his lips quietly and had no choice but to evade and asked him to go back and wait for the news.
But after Master Chengguang left, he thought about it and thought it would be better to call and ask the boss.
A reply was quickly given from above. As long as students and ordinary people did not cause trouble, religious figures asked him to ask Chen Yuan directly.
…
Chen Yuan was chatting with Dr. Liu, the same Mr. Liu who immigrated to Toronto and both of his wife had PhDs.
He has now helped John handle some things, has settled in Rainbow Town, and is thinking about when to immigrate here from Toronto again.
Anyway, the children moved with them.
The main reason why I chatted with him is that Dr. Liu is indeed a talent. After all, if you are not a talent, you cannot get a Ph.D.
It’s just that after reading too much, my brain is damaged, so I choose to immigrate, which is a disaster for myself and my children.
After all, whoever in the middle class chooses to immigrate to North America is not simply brainwashed and confused by the intermediary.
However, it is precisely because they have read too much that Chen Yuan now needs such a person to help him plan the construction of Preston.
Yes, it’s construction.
Although Dr. Liu's major seems to have nothing to do with the construction of Place Town, although he has been in such a miserable state, he still has some abilities.
Over the years, while running around laying pipes, he taught himself knowledge in architectural design and planning.
After all, he was a doctor, so he was very good at studying, so he quickly passed the relevant certificates.
And Chen Yuan now needs his help in designing a college of traditional Chinese medicine. After all, he wants to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine and Chinese herbal medicine.
This is a big move that can bring huge benefits to save people.
Otherwise, the merits on the acquired meritorious deity in his arms will be exhausted and difficult to replenish, which will always make him feel unhappy and feel that everything he does is in vain.
Just like driving a car on the road without compulsory insurance or commercial insurance, you feel unsure.
Traditional Chinese medicine is actually outdated.
Modern medicine fully absorbs the advantages of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine and integrates them into a modern clinical medicine, which is applied in major hospitals.
But after all, it is based on the concept of Western medicine.
Although Chinese medicine has protected the East for thousands of years, it has always been introducing new things, the bamboo shoots have always been higher than the bamboo, and the later generations have always been better than the previous ones.
But in modern times, people have been complacent and unwilling to make progress. Scammers have even become rampant because of inadequate assessments, ruining the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine.
Of course, there were also promotions from various medical representatives, but in the end it declined.
The decline of traditional Chinese medicine has also made medical treatment more expensive for ordinary people.
Chen Yuan saw that this project was profitable and could earn him merit, so he decided to invest in it desperately.
As long as this can be achieved, Chinese medicine can be made easy to learn and scientific, and talents can be quickly trained in batches to spread to all parts of the world.
Then he will win this meritorious deed.
So what he is talking to Dr. Liu now is how to build this traditional Chinese medicine hospital?
They were standing on a hill, but a car drove over from a distance, and a handsome middle-aged man got out of the car and looked at the mountain.
"Hello! Dear Father Ryan!"