Except for the older man in the gray robe, the other man in the gray robe and Father Yang saw this dark room and these two statues with their own eyes for the first time, but they had heard that the sacred relics of the Brotherhood were preserved underground in this building.

Of course, this company itself is used by the Brotherhood to cover up the situation, and the employees in the company are all believers of the Brotherhood. The accounts and trade transactions are well documented. As long as it is not for profit, it is not difficult to maintain a puppet company's self-sufficiency.

All present stared at the portrait intently, as if they could feel his greatness and glory through time and space.

They saw the face of the saint in other murals and statues countless times, but only this statue faithfully restored the saint's voice, appearance and smile. Even the fine lines between his eyebrows, the wrinkles of his robe, the buckles on his waist, and the thick calluses left by his long barefoot foot were all displayed in detail, as if he would come alive in the next moment and lead them to glory.

The elderly man in gray robe walked to the dark room in a staggering manner, groping and pressing a switch, and the lights in the dark room lit up.

Their pupils instantly contracted due to shock, their eyes widened, and their knees became weak and almost fell to their knees because they saw an incredible scene - as the lights lighted up, the saint's head was also shrouded in a faint halo.

As the lights light up, the details hidden in the darkness were clearly displayed before them - the palms of his hands and the insteps of his feet had a light red hole-like scar. If ordinary people who did not know his deeds saw this statue, they would easily ignore these four scars.

A hole was broken on his robe on his left rib, and the deepest hidden fifth light red hole-like scar could be seen from the hole.

Although they knew that praise should be given to the sculptors hundreds of years ago, thanks to their magical skills that left such a perfect statue of saints for future generations.

As for the beast next to it...

The beast was also lifelike. Its hair was like flying in the wind, its fangs were shining sharply, and its agile body was powerful, as if it would look up at the sky and howl at the moon in the next moment... Only its eyes were a pair of eyes that did not belong to the beast, clear and pious.

They all knew the legend of the saints, so they knew that it was a beast, not a pet dog, such as Alaska or Husky, because its expression was far from the impression given by a beast like a gray wolf, but this was not a mistake by the sculptor. On the contrary, it could influence the cruel gray wolf to be kind to others like a pet dog, which shows how great the saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's sa

The elderly man in gray robe said heavily: "800 years ago, the worship of evil heresy made us helpless, and at that time we made great mistakes. In order to overcome the fear of evil statues, we slaughtered domestic cats and wild cats, which made the situation so serious that it could not end... At that time, we could only pray devoutly, asking the Father to guide us in heaven and ask the Saint to lead us out of the mud. The Father responded to us, and the Saint sent his brother to drive the devil to hell for us, burying the evil statues deep underground and never seeing the light of day. Today, heresy is spreading quietly in this city, and the good animals succumbed to the call of the devil, so we should ask the Saint to help him again, ask him to give mercy and lead us to defeat the devil again! Amen!"

Father Yang and other gray-robed men made crosses on their chests and recited in unison: "Amen!"

Having said that, they did not know how to remove the seal of the holy relics. What happened 800 years ago was too long, so long that it had not been passed down too much information.

They looked at the older man in grey robes in unison, waiting for his instructions - as the guardian of the holy relics, he deserved to know more secrets than they did.

Moreover, it was him who called them together, and wouldn't it be a joke if he didn't know exactly how to remove the seal and summon the holy objects?

The elderly man in gray robe said confidently: "It's simple, we pray, just like we did 800 years ago."

Pray? Just pray?

A glimmer burst out from the eyes of the older man in gray, "It's not just us, please tell me that the billions of brothers and sisters of the Franciscans and the Franciscans will pray with the greatest devotion from today until the saints and holy objects respond to our call and lead us to defeat the devil... Now, start with us."

The present took a deep breath and prayed in unison.

Lord!

Please shape me into a peace tool!

Where is there harm, let me convey forgiveness;

Where is hatred? Let me sow mercy;

Where can I doubt it, let me provide my virtue;

Where is the desperate situation? Let me bring joy...

They prayed over and over again, and their hearts were filled with piety in front of the statue of the saint.

They have no doubt that the saints will respond to their prayers, nor do they doubt that the legend of the holy objects that have been resurrected from 800 years ago to expel the devil.

If praying is the only thing they can do, then they are willing to pray until the day when their lives are over.

Countless brothers and sisters will pray with them, praying that the power of the saint will come to this city named after him.

Father Yang was also praying that he was born in China, but was taken abroad at a very young age. At that time, he had never heard of the city of San Francisco. Later, he grew up and studied in Belgium. Only then did he know that there was such a city in the United States, but he did not pay much attention to it. Until he converted to religion and joined the Brotherhood, the city had a special significance to him... When he passed the test of the church and could stand alone and return to China again, he was always unaccustomed to China's name for the city of San Francisco.

"San Francisco" is a very beautiful name, and it also has historical significance and sense of the times. It witnessed the blood and tears of countless Chinese workers in the United States to make gold hunting. It is worthy of respect. Unfortunately, in the three principles of translation "faith, da, and ya", it has achieved the ultimate in "faith" and "ya", but there is something missing in the word "faith".

As for the inexplicable translation of "San Francisco", he didn't even want to think about it.

He would rather call this city with another name that is not very down-to-earth, and it is also the real name of this city.

San Francisco.

The city named after animals, merchants, stowaways, guardians of the movements and natural environment of the Catholic church, owners of the stigmas, and manifesters of miracles - St. Francis!
Chapter completed!