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Chapter 5 The Great Election: The Emperor¡¯s Armored Face 289 Old Chikon Cultist

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    Fang Bingsheng looked around at the preaching ground. Because of the light in the dark night, many people gathered here. Everyone sat in twos and threes on the simple "bamboo basket wooden chairs" and listened devoutly to the passionate speech of the person in front.

    "Li Zai? Why don't you come and listen?" Fang Bingsheng shook his head towards Zhou Li Zai, who was whispering something to Wang Qian.

    "Master, please listen first, I will be here in a moment." Zhou Lizai nodded slightly and bowed to Fang Bingsheng, replied in a low voice, and then followed Wang Qian out.

    "This kid!" Knowing that the other party has no interest in Jesus at all, the church may be fawning over him because of the health bureau. I heard that the boss of the health bureau is very dissatisfied with Qiufeng Church for littering.

    Fang Bingsheng chose the back row and sat down. He raised his chest and looked at the person on the podium in front of him. He planned to concentrate on hearing what the other person was saying. After all, it was a bit far away. If he didn't concentrate, he wouldn't be able to hear clearly what was said.

    "our Lord Jesus said: Therefore I say to you: Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food? Is not your body more than clothing? Look at that day  The birds above do not sow or reap or gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren¡¯t you much more valuable than the birds?

    Which of you can add an extra moment to your life by thinking about it?  Why worry about clothes?  Think about how lilies in the field grow.  It neither toils nor spins thread.  But I tell you, even Solomon in all his splendor was not dressed like one of these flowers!

    You people of little faith!  The grass in the fields is still there today.  If it is thrown into the furnace tomorrow, if God gives it such a decoration, how much more will he do to you!  Therefore, do not worry and say, ¡®What shall we eat?  What to drink?  what to wear?  ¡¯

    This is what the Gentiles want.  Your heavenly Father knows all the things you need.

    ¡°Seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.

    So, don¡¯t worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow will have its own worries; one day¡¯s difficulties are enough for one day.

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    After reading the long scripture, the preacher on the stage coughed several times.  Swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.  Lubricating his dry throat, he put down the Bible, pointed at the audience and shouted: "I know that many brothers in the church are unwilling to come to worship God on Sunday. Ask him why? He said: 'Elder Wang. You are  You know mine. I have a bunch of kids to support and I have to work overtime on Sunday to make money, and if I don¡¯t go, the foreman will kick my ass.'"

    When retelling what this person said, the preacher squatted down, looked up, and pinched his throat to show the humility of a low-level worker to the pastors and elders. There were chuckles from the audience.

    "I'm here to tell this brother, it's not scary for the foreman to kick your ass, but it's scary for the Lord to kick your ass! I'm going to kick your ass because you are too timid. The Lord is taking care of everything, so why do you have to worry about your little money?  What about those who don¡¯t have enough to support your family? You are too country and don¡¯t know how to ask the Lord for peace of mind. Your boss has money and your foreman has a whip. Let me tell you, our Lord Jesus is even a rich man. All the money is kept in the bank.  I want to give it to you, but the bank is in the sky. As soon as you die, wow, a passbook will be placed in front of you. Have you ever seen a passbook? It is full of Western digits, it is so long, how much is it  .¡±

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    The man¡¯s voice was a little hoarse, but his voice was loud. During the sermon, the audience snickered or whispered amen from time to time. The sermon level was not bad.

    Fang Bingsheng stretched his neck and looked forward. He saw a middle-aged man preaching on the stage. He was short in stature, with small eyes and a big mouth. His face was as fat as a pig filled with water, and his face was stuffed into a square shape with meat.  Yes, it shines brightly under the firelight, and with its short stature, it looks like a small soap box with a pig's head on top; but although it is fat, it is dressed simply: wearing a pair of round myopia glasses, as if one of the temples is broken  , wrapped with strips of cloth, very conspicuous; a cloth robe with eye-catching patches on the chest; underneath are black trousers and white cloth shoes. Because of the weight, the shoes make a thumping sound when walking.

    This is none other than Elder Wang Xintai, the founder of the church.

    "You don't want to come to church because you don't believe that God will support you, or you are just greedy and don't dare to come to the Lord's house because of fear. How do you compare to me?" Wang Xintai said on the stage, untying himself.  He took off the buttons of his robe, revealing his plump white flesh in front of the audience. Then, shirtless, he turned around, and the co-workers next to him immediately picked up a torch and leaned over to illuminate it, allowing everyone to see Wang Xintai's back.

    Immediately there were exclamations and amens from the audience.

    Wang Xintai looks at the front?Ground dragons, there are so many of them, they are neither rare nor eye-catching.  A few months later, he suddenly started preaching.

    Because he was literate, understood the Bible, and had good eloquence. He was also the first pastor to take root in the slums and start preaching. Over the past few years, the church had grown very large, with many believers, and he had become a very influential person in Shili Gou.  Preacher.

    When Wang Xintai came to interview and invited the young master to study in the academy, Fang Bingsheng was extremely polite on his face, but he was laughing in his heart: You don¡¯t recognize me, but I recognize you!

    Now I heard that Wang Xintai framed flogging on the Qing Dynasty and even Confucianism, and his intention was obviously to use the scars to preach.

    "Wang Xintai, you are now an excellent Christian missionary. Where has the ardent patriotic Christian Confucianist gone? Saint Kong, who would put a pig's head on you?" Fang Bingsheng thought to himself, suddenly feeling sad.  (To be continued)
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