Four hundred and twentieth chapters Turin Cloth
The young man cursed an idiot in his heart, but his face still had an elegant and well-educated gentle smile. "Oh no, no, noble Pastor Xilin, I have to apologize to you. We did find the wrong person, but before another question is clear, my companion and I cannot let you go. Because we are very curious. I believe you know that young people, curious young people are curious about an unknown thing, it is not a sin, isn't it? I wonder if you can answer it for us, noble Pastor Xilin? Of course. If your answer satisfys our curiosity, then my companion and I will let you go. I promise, I can swear to God! We will definitely let you go."
Pastor Xilin wanted to get out for the time being. Then, after meeting Pastor Wells, he turned back and cleaned up the Chinese boys. His eyes turned a few times and said, "Okay, what do you want to ask?"
"With my companion and I join forces, the huge rocks that are tall can be crushed. Why are you Pastor Xilin? You have nothing to do... Oh, please don't get me wrong. I didn't want to offend you, but I'm just curious about this matter. Did you and the great holy church behind you receive the favor of God? Is there a God's protection?"
The young man who asked about the question opened his mouth a god, and the god God kept silent. In addition, Pastor Xilin was eager to leave and escape, so he blurted out without thinking: "That is the effect of the Turin Holy Clothes!"
"Turin Holy Clothes..." The young man looked puzzled, but immediately, he jumped excitedly and said, "So that's it, fuck, I understand!"
"It's good if you understand, let me go." Pastor Xilin said impatiently.
"Sorry, Pastor Xilin, you have to wait a little longer." After getting the answer you wanted, the young man's attitude immediately changed, and he said coldly.
The eyes flew towards the two companions respectively. At this time, a rumbling sound came from the sky, and it was suspected that it was thunder, so no one cared. He didn't notice that the rumbling sound was getting closer and closer.
"What do you understand? What the hell is going on?"
"It is the effect of the Turin Holy Clothes."
"We have heard nonsense, but what the hell is Tuling Holy Clothes? Defensive inner armor? Golden silk treasure robe?"
“Have you heard of the shroud?”
"Shroud? What the hell is it?"
"Jiang Tao, Tang Ning doesn't understand. You have been abroad all year round, so you probably haven't heard of it?"
"Well, I know this thing. Legend has it that after Jesus was crucifixed and was crucified, the linen used to wrap his body was covered with blood from Jesus and his face. It was also clear that it was printed. The original works seemed to be hidden in a church in Turin. Every time a certain time, hundreds of thousands of believers in the world would go to worship. It was like the Islamic worship of Jerusalem. So whenever Jesus' shroud was mentioned, they were described as the cloak of Turin."
"What do you mean is that the black cloak on that old guy is a copy of the Turin holy garment?"
Chapter completed!