I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 341 Can this also lead to heaven?
As for the questions raised by the devil, Su Fan was indeed a little curious.

But I won't give the other person a chance to understand me just for that little thing.

There are relevant documents about all the well-known demons. As long as you are not afraid of trouble, you will always be able to find clues in various legends and deduce their identity and strength.

On the contrary, Su Fan was completely unknown to the demons.

They had no idea about the principles behind Su Fan's cultivation and his true strength, and could only estimate it based on his previous combat performance.

This information asymmetry is a great advantage, and Su Fan is not prepared to give it up.

He walked out of the basement and returned to the room where the old farmer's body was.

His soul had already disappeared when Su Fan arrived, and Su Fan witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.

What surprised Su Fan the most was that the old farmer actually entered heaven.

It was a vortex completely different from hell. In the brief moment it opened, Su Fan seemed to see the golden light flashing and layers of clouds in it.

The scent it exudes is pure and soft.

Since it was the first time he saw a soul enter heaven, Su Fan felt it carefully and found that there was indeed no evil spirit.

[The old farmer made mistakes all his life, and even caused the death of others. Why can such a person go to heaven? ]

Su Fan couldn't quite understand Heaven's thought process. After leaving the house, he called the antique shop.

……

Inside the Starlight Avenue Antique Shop, Alice was sitting on Su Fan's exclusive rocking chair behind the counter, squinting her eyes and looking like she was enjoying herself.

No wonder that guy always likes to lie on it, it turns out to be so comfortable...

It has been almost two days since Su Fan left. During this period, Alice has been responsible for cleaning and running the antique shop.

Fortunately, business is not that busy. Although I say I’m at work, I actually spend most of my time using the store’s wireless network to play games and watch videos.

The days are so beautiful and leisurely, and it’s so happy to have no boss.

Just as Alice was thinking this, the phone in the store suddenly rang.

Alice stood up, took the phone, and spoke lazily.

"This is the Exorcist Antique Shop. Please leave a message if you have any questions."

"…You haven't woken up yet or something, you don't have any energy at all."

After hearing the familiar voice, Alice stood up with a start.

"boss?!"

Oops! I was caught slacking off!
This was Alice's first thought when she received the call, but fortunately she had already prepared a response.

……

Su Fan frowned.

He started running around as soon as he landed in London, without even having time to rest.

On the other hand, Alice was living a very leisurely life there, feeling like a lazy cat that had just crawled out of its winter bed.

That sound makes people angry.

Fortunately, the news he heard from Alice made him feel a little comforted.

"No, not really. Everything is fine in the store. We even had some new customers visit recently."

It turns out that as the Lunar New Year approaches, many local Chinese have begun preparing gifts for visiting relatives and friends.

Antiques are expensive, but they can also reflect the culture and taste of the gift giver, so they are naturally included in the choice range of many people.

Alice's learning effect over the past few days was remarkable. She was very knowledgeable in introducing antiques. In addition, she was beautiful and had a sweet voice, so she successfully sold several pieces.

"well done."

As a boss, the first thing he would do is to express his appreciation for his employees' good performance. However, the main reason he made the call was not to check the business situation.

After promising a salary increase next month, Su Fan got down to business.

"I was dealing with an incident here in London..."

Su Fan briefly recounted the cases of cultists cursing and killing that he had handled, and finally raised some questions.

"In their teachings, what determines whether a person goes to heaven or hell?"

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, as if he was thinking, but Su Fan didn't have to wait too long before he responded.

"I don't know much about the others, but based on what you said about the old farmer, it should be because of sacrifice."

"Sacrifice? What did he sacrifice?"

Su Fan couldn't figure out what this man, who had failed in his duties as a father, husband, and believer, had sacrificed.

Because of his indulgence, he sacrificed the lives of five other people.

How did you go to heaven?
“Perhaps the definition of sacrifice is not as narrow as we think…”

"Although he was blinded by foolish love and guilt before, causing the deaths of others, he finally came to his senses and planned to die together with his daughter who was endowed with demonic powers."

"It's not just sacrificing myself, it's also giving up my feelings for my daughter for the sake of justice and fairness... I guess that's it..."

As a vampire, Alice has a long life and has seen all kinds of people, including many devout Catholics.

Compared to Su Fan, she understood the doctrines of this group of believers and their many thought logics better.

Not to mention, she was also using Google Assist while talking to Su Fan.

"In fact... many people who have done bad things can be pardoned as long as they sincerely repent in their hearts."

"For example, the soldier Longinus who pierced Jesus' side with a spear, and Peter who vowed to sacrifice himself for Jesus but betrayed Jesus three times before the cockcrowed at dawn..."

"They all did wrong things, but after repenting, they all ended up well."

"Perhaps, from the perspective of heaven, the old farmer's actions can be considered as atonement."

Su Fan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Atonement? Some people have committed sins that cannot be paid for even by death, so what is the point of atonement?

Have you asked the young man who was manipulated by the cult to kill someone and is about to go to jail for it?

Forget it, I can’t understand the logic of Western gods.

"Has anyone come to the store to request exorcism recently?"

"That's not the case... Only a few can find this place."

Alice truthfully told Su Fan about the changes in public opinion in America over the past two days.

The political scandal that has been making headlines recently has finally been suppressed.

With intentional or unintentional promotion, a group of highly-regarded exorcists were born.

"Unlike those third-rate people who can only roughly sense ghosts, the group of people who have emerged recently are really capable."

They are not reluctant to show their extraordinary powers in front of the camera and explain various supernatural phenomena.

Of course, he did not forget to frequently criticize Su Fan, the exorcist "superstar" who was once the most popular.

Because Su Fan never responded directly to the other party's provocation, his large number of die-hard "fans" turned to other people.

Coupled with the push of invisible forces, Su Fan has gradually faded out of everyone's sight in a short period of time.

When Alice said this, there was a hint of indignation in her voice.

"This group of people, who previously claimed to be your supporters, used your name to attack others and brought you abuse."

"It didn't take long now, and it immediately turned to other people."

"It's a shame that nothing is left but trouble."

"...You're not angry, are you?" "No."

Su Fan's voice was as calm as ever, even with a hint of ease.

"If they want to make trouble, let them do it."

Without the attention of busybodies, he was content to have some peace and quiet.

"You do not care?"

"not at all."

Unless the system in his head relies on increasing popularity to improve his cultivation.

If this were true, Su Fan would be able to reach the doorsteps of those exorcists immediately.

Compared to these superficial things, Su Fan has already roughly understood the reasons for this phenomenon through Alice's description.

As always, the top leaders use a combination of measures to control public opinion and divert attention.

But they apparently found out at whose hands Mikaelson died.

Therefore, they were unwilling to let Su Fan, the instigator, stand at the center of the storm, so they introduced a few people with real talents to take over this wave of popularity.

This action also verified Su Fan’s previous guess.

It’s not that America doesn’t have truly talented extraordinary people. Rather, all of them are divided up by the upper class as a kind of high-level resource, and none of them flow into the public society.

I just don't know what level they are at.

When Su Fan thought of this, he actually felt a little excited.

He believed that the time when he would come into direct contact with the other party would come soon.

"It's alright, I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Su Fan walked out of the house, jumped up, and flew on the wind.

He still remembered the way he came, so he could just return the same way.

Halfway through the flight, Su Fan suddenly stopped.

【I almost forgot this.】

He raised his hand slightly, and ripples immediately appeared in his palm.

And in the center of the ripples, a flower fell.

The white petals appear like flowing gas, which looks very strange.

Flowers in the mist.

A strange flower that Sufan discovered in the mountains of Fox Town, which feeds on mist.

He brought it with him when he came to London this time.

However, such exotic flowers and plants cannot be simply placed in a wooden box, otherwise they are likely to attract the attention of prosecutors.

Fortunately, in recent times, the expansion progress of each space of Hu Tian has been quite good, just enough to put a flower in it.

Su Fan carefully checked the compatibility between the two and confirmed that the internal space of Hu Tian would not have any impact on the flower in the mist before putting it in and bringing it together.

He glanced at the sky not far away.

Although there are signs of daybreak, there is still quite some time before the fog is dispelled by the sun.

After finding a place with a higher concentration of fog, Su Fan sat casually on a stool, admiring the flowers in his hand with interest.

The moment it was taken out, the flower made of mist began to absorb the surrounding white gas.

As the concentration of fog around gradually decreased, the color and texture of the flowers became more solid.

[At this rate, in about ten minutes, the fog in the park will be almost completely sucked away.]

Although the time is short, it is enough for us to take a short break.

Su Fan leaned back in his chair and began to think about the demon he had encountered this time.

Unlike the previous head-on confrontation, this time the opponent seemed to be clearly aware that he would not gain any advantage if he fought hard.

Even before Su Fan used his sword to chop down the opponent, he escaped at the speed of light.

That's right, that guy is much better at running away than Baymon and Malthus.

The evidence was the system in Su Fan's mind, which only gave a prompt to kill the cult woman, and no information about the devil.

I don't know if this guy will take the opportunity to take revenge.

[What a hassle…]

The Church is also a useless organization. For such a long time, I have never heard of them successfully dealing with the demons...

Just as Su Fan was thinking about this, a figure staggered towards him from a distance.

The other person was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and reeked of alcohol, a typical drunkard who was out drinking late at night.

The man walked towards Su Fan's position, stopped about three meters away, and then changed direction.

I didn't see it clearly before, but it turned out that there was already a very friendly-looking Asian young man sitting there.

"Damn the fog..."

He cursed the fog that obscured his vision and sat down on another empty bench not far away.

The rough and casual movement caused the photo in his pocket to fall out.

The man was stunned for a moment, bent down and reached out, wanting to pick it up from the ground, but the overlapping shadows in his vision made it impossible for him to touch the photo.

In the photo, the blonde woman gave a gentle smile to the camera, as if expressing her love for the photographer through the lens.

The man's eyes were sore and tears were falling down, making it even harder to see clearly.

The pain and longing made his heart ache, and finally he couldn't help but let out a whimper.

At this moment, a breeze blew from nowhere, blowing the photo that was out of reach on the ground, and it fell right next to his groping hands.

The cry that was about to burst out of his throat was stuck halfway.

Taking this opportunity, the man picked it up, carefully wiped off the stains on it, and put it back in his arms.

After sitting there blankly for a while, he tilted his head back and gulped down two more gulps of the liquor.

The wine, like a raging fire, quickly warmed up his body and relieved the coldness of the night.

He tightened his heavy coat and suddenly remembered the young Asian man not far away who seemed to be wearing only a jacket.

Isn't that guy afraid of the cold?
The man glanced in the direction of the young man.

The latter leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

It's not a wise idea to fall asleep here.

The man hesitated for a moment and walked in the direction of the Asian youth.

However, he didn't know that the latter's brows had already frowned at this time.

[What does this guy want to do? ]

I finally got some time to rest, but ended up meeting this kind of person.

I came here late at night instead of being at home or at the bar, I was so drunk that I couldn't hold the photos and I was crying.

Su Fan was worried that this guy would lose control of his emotions and disturb his peace, so he blew up a gust of wind and delivered the photo to him.

But unexpectedly, the other party did not stop, but walked towards here.

(End of this chapter)