After hearing Xiaodu's announcement, unlike me, Old Gouzi looked completely bewildered.
He couldn't help asking me,
"Old Ghost, what the hell is a cult?"
"Fuck, you don't even know that? It's a bunch of demons waving the banner of gods, wreaking havoc on the world and slaughtering living things!"
As Old Gouzi and I spoke like this, we made no attempt to hide it from the beasts across from us.
After hearing our conversation, the members of the Disciples Society all revealed vicious, sinister smiles.
The white-haired old lamp at the head of the group still wore an auntie-like smile, but his mouth was anything but idle.
"Young man, God will punish your ignorance. But as long as you repent sincerely, the Almighty God shall save your soul. Amen!"
Holy fuck! This old lamp was trying to brainwash me!
Fuck! Let me tell you, after all these years of running around, could I really let you people brainwash me?
After hearing old lamp's brainwashing spiel, I suddenly felt playful and couldn't help grinning wickedly.
"Hello, old lamp from abroad. May I ask if you've heard of Amway?"
Upon hearing me, those cult bastards all looked puzzled. They thought I had mentioned some god and wanted to preach to them just like they did.
Xue Pan had been a ghost for many years and had no idea what I meant. Old Gouzi, on the other hand, held it in for quite a while before finally bursting into laughter.
"Hahaha, Old Ghost, it's gotta be you! Hahaha!"
His laughter was no small matter. The idiots across from us instantly realized I was screwing with them.
They all drew various unknown weapons from their waists, clearly preparing to attack.
Even the white-haired old lamp standing at the front slowly pulled a red-covered Bible