A strange thing happened.

Father Yang had no doubt about the power of prayer. Prayer could make their voices reach the heavens, but he did not know how the saints in heaven would respond when they heard the prayer and how the exorcist saints passed down 800 years ago would help them.

Today he and several other gray-robed men gathered in the basement of the company and prayed devoutly that they did not care how long such prayers would last, and that the saints would not abandon the city named after him.

They sat around the statue and recited prayers silently, over and over again, and in the basement they were the buzzing prayers, very quiet.

Someone exclaimed, and the others woke up from the prayer, not knowing what happened at first, but when they followed the gaze of the exclaimer, they saw an incredible scene.

The statues of the saint and the wolf have undergone subtle changes.

Originally, there was a light red round hole-like scar on both hands and feet and under the left ribs of the saint, which represented the five holy scars he was favored by God.

The statue faithfully restored the five holy marks.

Regardless of the expression, just in terms of appearance, the wolf is just an ordinary gray wolf.

At this time, the five holy marks of the saint were fading and disappearing, but five faint red lines suddenly appeared in the air, extending horizontally from the palm of the saint, feet and under the left rib, connecting with the gray wolf's four feet and left rib.

When the five holy marks on the saint statue completely disappeared, the five holy marks were perfectly copied on the four legs and holy ribs of the gray wolf, and the red lines in the air also faded and disappeared, as if the five holy marks were transferred from the body of the saint statue to the body of the gray wolf statue.

Everyone stared at this vision that had never been heard before, with cold sweats all over their heads, and their hearts were filled with shock and panic. They wanted to ask others for help, hoping that others could tell them what had happened, but everyone's expression was equally confused, even including the oldest man in gray robe.

Immediately afterwards, the gray wolf statue... its eyes suddenly moved.

That's right, the eyes of this stone gray wolf statue moved.

At first, people thought it was an illusion caused by changes in light and shadow, but there was no natural light in the basement, and the lighting completely relied on artificial lighting. At this time, the light was stable and there was no flashing, so how could the light and shadow change?

Seeing this scene, even the man in gray robe who had the most firm beliefs could not help but tremble.

What exactly did their pious prayer summon?

Before they could react or act, the statue of the gray wolf appeared briefly blurred. Then, a gray shadow broke out from the statue and quickly drifted towards the elevator like invisible smoke. There were five deep red dots in the smoke, pulling out five phantom-like red lines.

Because Gray Shadow's speed was too amazing, they could only barely see Gray Shadow's appearance was like a quadruped.

After entering the elevator, the gray shadows flew directly into the air and floated up from the ventilation window at the top of the elevator.

The young and powerful priest Yang first reacted. Without waiting to discuss with other gray robes, he ran into the elevator and pressed the button on the first floor - no matter what it was, he had to see what it was.

Before the elevator door closed, he glanced at the Gray Wolf statue last.

For some reason, the appearance of the statue clearly had not changed from the moment, but it felt like it had already... lost its soul, and it did not have the lifelike feeling before.

Other people in gray robe were still immersed in fear and shock and could not extricate themselves.

bite!

The elevator was parked on the first floor, and Father Yang squeezed out through the crack of the door without waiting for the elevator door to be completely opened.

"Where did it run?" he shouted to the female receptionist at the front desk, "Did you see that gray shadow?"

There were also several ordinary people on the first floor who came to this trading company to really talk about business. They stared at him with a look of a psychopath, but he no longer cared about it.

One of the female receptionists pointed at the door, "I seem to see..."

Before she could finish her words, Father Yang rushed out of the door.

"What the hell?"

The homeless man who was basking in the sun scratched his belly and shook his head in a daze. The next second his dirty collar was grabbed by Father Yang.

"Something ran over?" Father Yang roared as he shook the tramp.

The homeless man recognized Father Yang because Father Yang once gave him $20, and such a generous person is rare now.

He grinned, "Want to get my thanks or my answer?"

Father Yang took out his wallet, didn't count it, and pulled out a few bills and threw them out, "Tell me quickly!"

The tramp simply pointed to the right, "Over there! God knows what the hell is flying over me, like a ghost, or a shadow, and I was shocked, but if I could get money every time, I would like to let anything fly over me, whether it was a ghost of heaven or something..."

Father Yang didn't listen to his longing behind him, and ran to the right. The leather shoes that were not suitable for running were thrust on the road, making his feet numb.

The homeless man bent over happily. Last time he was struggling between the haircut and the red light area, and finally chose to cut hair and eat a full stomach. After all, keeping warm can make you feel lustful. It seems that God has been favoring him recently and has sent him money. This time, he doesn't have to choose and just walk on the red light area.

"What the hell? Which country's money is this?"

When he picked up pink banknotes and looked at the strange old man's avatar, his face became distorted, and he felt that the deal was a loss.

Father Yang ran aimlessly for a while, and opened his eyes wide and turned around, trying to find the traces of the gray shadow. He was almost hit by a car because of this, but he saw nothing. It was simply a fantasy to find a ghostly gray shadow in the chaotic and complex modern city.

But he did not give up and continued running forward until he was blocked by the wedding crowd before he stopped. He looked up and saw that the Cathedral of Grace appeared in front of him.

"Did you see... some kind of gray shadow? or something like smoke?" he asked rudely grabbed a visitor.

"Baga!" The tourist patted his hand off and turned around and left angrily.

He grabbed several other tourists or locals, but they either couldn't understand English or looked at him like they were looking at a psychopath.

It is not a solution to continue blindly. The gray shadow may not have gone straight and had already turned a corner. He had never come to the Cathedral of Grace, but he did not want to give up. If he gave up now, this mystery would have troubled him for the rest of his life.

Zhang Zian's appearance interrupted his search.

He didn't want to lie, but he didn't know how to explain what had just happened, nor could he explain why he came to the Cathedral of Grace.

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The third volume of physical books has been officially released. Interested friends can buy it. The v group will still hold a book gift event, but the time is not yet determined.
Chapter completed!