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After seeing Lü Xiao Dao off, Father Hall did not go to the church's main hall. He was still suffering from the Mirror of Defilement's side effects.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he entered an enclosed prayer room in a gloomy mood, lit three white candles, and sat alone.
Only after an hour did his mood return to normal.
He drew a breath, then slowly exhaled. His gaze flickered, and his thick, graying beard trembled with the movement of his lips.
A trace of madness flashed in his eyes.
Father Hall stood up, took an iron box from a white European-style drawer, and opened it. Inside were blue pills.
He picked one up, swallowed it, and closed his eyes.
After a long while, he felt heat surge through his body. He removed his black robe, lifted the rug in one corner of the prayer room, then lifted a wooden board.
A roar like that of a wounded beast suddenly came from below.
Father Hall wriggled his body and squeezed down through the narrow opening.
Ten minutes later, he climbed back up, his face flushed, and restored everything to its original state.
He made another round of the church's main hall, offered the worshippers a few blessings, then returned to his bedroom under their respectful gazes.
By now, the sky had begun to brighten.
He was about to take a short nap when a cold gust swept past. Father Hall suddenly straightened.
Delighted surprise appeared in his eyes.
"So soon?"
After locking the doors and windows, Father Hall sat at his desk. Suddenly, his face turned deathly pale. He clutched his own throat with both hands, then retched, spewing a mass of minced internal organs onto the floor.
He gasped for breath.
A moment later, the