Yan Yueming worked hard to upgrade. A series of tasks such as ordinary temple cleaning could no longer satisfy him. He wrote a short composition for the cat god and blew a rainbow fart, banged against the wall for the cat god, and even performed on the city wall at night. When praying, he performed a fall and then got up again, and the loyal believers remained tenacious.
His acting skills are poor and his mind is shallow, but no believer can see through it.
They are the best audiences, the best fans, and the most loyal mages.
In the afternoon, Bu Xia came again. This time she brought Wu Yuan with her to give points and experience points to Yan Yueming and Chen Yeye. The four dried hairtail warriors performed in one go and scored points faster than yesterday.
After going through so much trouble, Yan Yueming finally caught the apostle's eye. When the blessings were given in the main hall in the evening, he followed the apostle to help him carry the water basin, and was promoted to one of the apostles' lackeys.
Chen Yeye did not upgrade as quickly as Yan Yueming, but still maintained his sanity and sobriety as much as possible.
After two days of observation, they confirmed one thing. That was the believer who fell on the city wall. After being taken away, he came back the next night. Where were they taken? What did you do? Yan Yueming felt that there might be some important information hidden behind this, so when another night came, he and Chen Yeye made a plan called——
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs.
Chen Yeye deliberately pretended to be exhausted and fainted, and was carried off the city wall. He is good at skills. Apart from being afraid of ghosts, he is also more courageous than Yan Yueming at other times, so he volunteered to go on an adventure.
Yan Yueming sent him away worriedly, and after a long night, the sun rose again.
At this moment, Yan Yueming's brain had begun to become chaotic. All the thoughts were like balls of yarn twisting back and forth under the cat's paws, starting to get entangled and knotted. Only one thought was straight and clear, and that was "The great cat god has boundless power."
When Yan Yueming took off his mask and went to the bathroom to wash up, he saw his face in the mirror. Perhaps because he had worn the mask for a long time, his face had not been exposed to the sun and became a little pale. Perhaps because of the reversal of day and night, there were some red bloodshot eyes, but if you looked closer, you found that those bloodshot eyes seemed to glow with a strange golden light.
Like a cat's eye.
Yan Yueming even touched the back of her butt. There was no tail. When he realized what he was doing, he felt something bad again. He hurriedly took out the mobile phone hidden in his pocket, huddled in the bathroom stall and looked at Li Zheng's photos.
He secretly took a lot of photos. Li Zheng was drinking tea, Li Zheng was reading, Li Zheng was sleeping, Li Zheng was getting dressed...hehehehe.
It doesn’t matter if you have been brainwashed by God.
As long as people still have worldly desires, they are still people.
Although Yan Yueming is thin-skinned and embarrassed, he never shy away from his desires.
When he had Li Zheng's figure engraved in his mind like a mental imprint and was about to go to bed in a daze, the apostle came over and told Yan Yueming - you have the opportunity to sleep with the Cat God.
"Ah?" Yan Yueming's face hidden under the mask was full of innocence and ignorance.
Before he could say whether he agreed or not, the apostle waved his hand, and two believers stepped forward to pick up Yan Yueming and take him to the palace of the Cat God. The momentary weightlessness brought Yan Yueming back to his senses. He was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Go to bed? !
Why did he suddenly go to bed? !
Yan Yueming subconsciously wanted to struggle. He couldn't betray his senior, not even the Cat God. But just as he was about to struggle, he paused again, because through the eyes of other believers, he discovered that everyone was looking at him with envy.
This is to serve the Cat God. As a fanatical believer, how can you refuse? If you refuse, it means that you are not sincere. If you cannot dedicate everything to the cat god, your soul and your body, then what kind of believer are you?
Yan Yueming was in a dilemma as if she was being roasted on a fire. The key is that Chen Yeye hasn't come back yet, and he doesn't even have a teammate who can discuss or provide advice.
"call……()"
“?()?[()”
The coward Bao Xiaoming decided to wait until the last moment to resist, and he could only survive for a moment. The apostle did not doubt that he was there. He made a cat's eye gesture and said solemnly: "The Cat God knows your thoughts. Don't worry, He will grant you infinite glory."
Yan Yueming almost cried with joy.
So he was sent to the palace of the Cat God.
The dormitory is in the deepest part of the temple. Layers of complicated and gorgeous tasseled curtains are pushed aside. In the huge room, there is only a round, oversized European-style soft bed.
Yan Yueming walked in here stiffly, adjusting his breathing with every step he took.
He was still a little weak in the legs and a little scared. From the moment he stepped into this dormitory, he felt like someone was watching him like a gleam on his back.
The boundless pressure pressed on his spine and head, making him unable to raise his head, unable to resist, and even had the urge to kneel down and kowtow. He was excited and trembling, and boundless joy swept over him, trying to go to his head. Golden bloodshot eyes shone brightly, but what was wrapped under that joy was fear.
Fear brings clarity.
Yan Yueming bit the tip of her tongue. When the smell of blood spread in her mouth and nose, the instinct of the little animal was aroused to the extreme. His chest was squeezed, his throat felt like there was cotton stuffed in it, and he seemed unable to speak.
He remembered the first time he saw the god in the wilderness
Like the scene at that time, Bu Xia said that He looked more like an evil god, and he used the word that the primary school principal always talked about - chaotic evil.
"Great Cat God." Yan Yueming finally found his voice, and before anything happened, he began to pray, "You are the light of chaos, the hidden master, and the uncrowned king of the new world. You are the aloof person." On the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings, sight
() Wherever it reaches, the shadows of the past must retreat. "
"Heresy is never in your sight."
"No matter in the past, present, or future, wherever your claws point, there must be shadows of the past that cannot see the light. I would like to be your sword, cutting all shadows invisible; I would like to be your eyes, watching It reaches the end of its rope and disappears into ashes."
During the second showdown with Bu Xia and Wu Yuan, Yan Yueming once discussed this issue with them - what exactly does the shadow of the past mean? What exactly is this "god" like Cthulhu, and what kind of power does it represent?
There is no doubt that He is hidden and unknown. His face cannot be seen clearly, and He cannot look directly or spy on Him. Only a little information is faintly conveyed in the wind.
Wu Yuan made a bold and interesting guess, "That may be the shadow of Xiang."
It was daytime, and Wu Yuan bravely walked forward on the wasteland to carefully examine the "human-shaped hairtail fish" hanging on the trees. He walked a long way, but found nothing at first and almost farted.
Until he came to a swamp hidden in the grass, and when he fell in without checking, he heard whispers coming from the tree in the middle of the swamp.
There is also a "human-shaped hairtail fish" hanging on the tree. On the long object, a silver film like a hairtail fish has spread all over the body, and its original appearance is almost invisible. But unlike other hairtail fish, it has a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl. The wind blows through the hole, like playing some kind of musical instrument, and there is a faint sound from it.
Wu Yuan tried his best to breathe calmly and not to struggle. He listened carefully as he slowly fell into the swamp. The voice seemed to be saying——
"It's Him, it's Him..."
Who is He?
Bu Xia arrived in time to save Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan spent the rest of his life thinking a lot.
In reality, cats will attack birds controlled by poison, and cats frequently come and go in the wilderness, where they can come and go without hindrance. Can what it does insinuate itself into the cat god, the owner of the temple?
Xiang originally comes from the meaning of "four dissimilarities". It is formless and formless, and its specific shape cannot be discerned.
Shadow of the past, maybe it makes sense to use this word to describe the shadow of appearance?
Before the people of this world awakened, were controlled like paper figures, and lived a predetermined life, wasn't the consciousness of the world just the shadow of the past that hung over everyone's heads?
"Of course, the body of Xiang, or the core of its power, is definitely not in this wasteland." Bu Xia added: "It is just a shadow, otherwise Wu Yuan and I would not be able to survive in the wasteland at night, even if We masquerade as unconscious stones.”
If it really was a phase, they would just call it "it".
It does not deserve to be called "He," it is just that.
Yan Yueming believed and recognized his teammates' judgment, so he decided to take a gamble.
For the evil god, fighting his enemies must be more interesting than sleeping with his little followers. Who is Yan Yueming? He is an employee of the Qi Xiang Bureau, a friend of the protagonist Dahuang, and a person who has faced the poison directly. If the Cat God really watches everything in this wasteland and really has the strength to attack the phantom of Xiang, there is no way He can deal with it. All this without realizing it. When Yan Yueming walked in front of him, he must have sensed it.
But in the huge palace, Yan Yueming's voice echoed, but the cat god did not respond.
A drop of cold sweat slipped from Yan Yueming's temples, but he did not kneel down again. Because there is no god in this world, all human struggles are for personal freedom.
Everything in the gap is constructed by world consciousness and filled by human sacrifice. What died here, was re-created, and was repeatedly tampered with is human self-consciousness.
So does the cat god.
Ondine's back is embroidered with the words "My fate is up to me." It is like a secret cry of self-consciousness surviving in the cracks and declaring war on the world consciousness.
The existence of the cat god also seems to be unknown, silently and unyieldingly watching in the chaotic wasteland.
Yan Yueming could no longer hold on any longer, and what little courage she had was about to be crushed by the boundless pressure. The feeling of being watched and every bone in the body seemed to be scrutinized was so terrifying.
A person's integrity and chastity may all be lost on the same day. But he wanted to work hard one last time to be worthy of the position he was admitted to.
"The great cat god."
As soon as he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the taste of rust.
"Please allow me, let us, together, open the true, formless door in the new world."
As the words fell, transparent ripples appeared in the air.
Yan Yueming raised his stiff neck and finally looked up. A pair of golden vertical pupils opened in the void, silent, terrifying, and scrutinizing, but not as if they were fatal.
I can still survive!
Xiao Ming thought. !
