All believers wear masks and uniform black robes, and kneel on the ground to pray. Just from the appearance, it is impossible to tell which one is extra. Even if Yan Yueming could get them all to take off their masks, it would be useless, because they had never seen the faces under their masks, and everyone wore masks when sleeping.
Thinking of this, Yan Yueming looked at Chen Yeye, who also shook his head vaguely at him.
So here comes the question:
If someone really died in the wasteland and finally became a believer, what kind of character would this believer be?
Thinking more deeply, who would suddenly die in the wilderness at this time?
Yan Yueming looked up at the snowy sky, which kept flickering. The snowflakes flickered, indicating that something must have happened above. The search and rescue department was strong, and Dong Xiaoyin and the teacher were in charge, so someone would still die.
Is there any great danger in that wasteland? Dried hairtail?
No, it's impossible.
Is it poisonous? Mutually?
All things considered, they have the highest probability of causing trouble. Yan Yueming remembers her aunt's teachings. She said that if you can't figure out the ins and outs of something, you can work backwards from the results. Where will the end result be? Yan Yueming felt that it was his side, the temple in this gap, the battle between the cat god and the shadow of the past.
Yan Yueming never felt that he was very important, and he never felt that the world revolved around him, but just like Chen Yeye's statement of "the son chosen by the cat", there was a certain truth to it.
No matter how inconspicuous a small nail is, it may play an unexpected role.
If, he meant, if he couldn't get out and was trapped and died here, what would happen in the end?
If you think about it carefully, isn't the point of overlap between the meeting, Huayuan Road, and Qi Xiang Bureau the same as yourself? Although Yan Yueming didn't want to take himself so seriously, as if he was very pretentious, but when he thought about it, he suddenly felt——
I'm so important, my God!
He suddenly felt a little panicked, because he felt that he was not strong enough to take on such a big responsibility, and his heart was not realistic. But after becoming an apostle, Xiao Ming's heart began to swell again.
A swollen heart hung in his chest, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
He missed his aunt.
He wants to learn more.
The tear glands seemed to be squeezed, and I wanted to cry but couldn't. The fragile and timid Xiao Ming was squeezed into a corner, hoping that the senior would appear in front of him immediately like a god and save him.
But in Chen Yeyouming's eyes, Yan Yueming is extremely reliable. He was still so calm and calmly transmitted instructions to all the believers, saying that the cat god had heard their prayers and asked them all to go back to bed and recharge their batteries until night came.
The believers stood up and lined up to go to the dormitory.
Chen Yeye deliberately fell in last and asked Yan Yueming in a low voice what his intention was. Yan Yueming also lowered his voice and answered him: "Let's go and see if there are people on any of the empty beds."
People can't correspond one to one, but they still know which bed was originally empty. Chen Yeye's eyes brightened when he heard this, and he followed the believers back to the dormitory.
Unfortunately, the layout of the dormitory has also changed slightly, and it is impossible to accurately determine which empty bed has an extra person.
Chen Yeye was a little confused, "What should we do now?
"
Yan Yueming was slightly less blind than him, but it was precisely because he was not blind that he was more nervous. Looking at the room full of believers, he felt that every one of them looked like someone who wanted to assassinate him, "What should I do? I feel like I’m in a little bit of danger, so I’d better kill him, haha, kill me, then my aunt will go crazy and my senior will go crazy too. They all love me so much, what should I do?”
"What the hell, what should I do?"
"yes."
The two of them got caught up in the back-and-forth conversation, sneaking around and spying at the door of the dormitory. Finally, Yan Yueming said seriously to Chen Yeoshou: "I'm so afraid of death, so I thought of a way."
Chen Yeye blinked, "What?"
Yan Yueming clenched her fists, "I want to file a complaint."
Chen Yeye: "Huh?"
No, who are you going to complain to? There is no one else here...wait, Cat God? !
Yan Yueming went to complain to the Cat God. He took advantage of his position and ran outside the Cat God's palace again. Knock politely three times and wait.
If you don't stop me, you must be agreeing to let me in.
Yan Yueming secretly cheered herself up in her heart, then carefully pushed the door in, developed a good habit of closing the door, walked a few steps forward, and looked down -
Not there yet.
A few steps further, there is a soft lambswool mat on the ground, which is very soft. He knelt down on it and began to pray daily. After reciting the prayer, he complained.
"My dear Cat God, I suspect that someone is trying to assassinate your most devout apostle..."
Yan Yueming didn't think there was anything shameful about asking for help. His voice was extremely sincere. Che Zhulun's words went back and forth, but he always had the same meaning: When beating a dog, it depends on the owner, right?
The Cat God opened his eyes towards Yan Yueming again. Under the gaze of those golden eyes, Yan Yueming also raised his head.
Under the mask, Apostle Xiao Ming shed tears on his face.
Cat God, save me.
Cat God seems to have nothing to say, Yan Yue
Ming didn't know if there was a moment when he felt a little embarrassed to have such an apostle, but he couldn't help it, that's the kind of person he was.
Although his guess so far may not be correct, and the sudden increase of believers may not pose a threat to him, but it is definitely not me who is wrong, but the world.
It's poisonous.
Apostle Xiao Ming decided to secretly diss him a hundred times, chanting at a constant speed, like chanting a curse. The golden cat's eyes kept looking at him. After looking at him for a long time, he actually saw the meaning of distress.
"It's really vicious. He is vicious in nature. He has no love. He also abuses small animals..."
After scolding for a long time, Yan Yueming looked up again and saw that the eye on top of his head had narrowed to a slit. Cat God, what's wrong with you? Cat God, are you asleep?
Cat God!
The Cat God opened his eyes again, and at the same time, the door opened.
Apostle Xiao Ming was kicked out.
Xiao Ming was very sad, secretly opened his mask and wiped his tears, and then continued to move forward firmly. The first step of betraying and complaining has been achieved. If the Cat God does not send down divine punishment, it means that He has accepted it, right?
He agreed.
So the next step naturally proceeds to the next step: the fox pretends to be the tiger's power.
Yan Yueming went to find believers to hold a meeting again.
The believers fell asleep for less than an hour after listening to his words, and were suddenly woken up by him again. Their confusion almost came out from their masks. Yan Yueming cleared her throat and told them: Dark forces have sneaked into the temple with evil intentions. In order to better cope with the crisis, it was decided to restart the divine descending ceremony.
"What? God descends!"
"But is it really possible?"
"Great Cat God, do I really want to see your beautiful face again? In my lifetime!"
"Lord Apostle, can we really do this?"
…
Apostle Xiao Ming can't, but he can use the Cat God as a command arrow to fool another apostle, learn from him the correct process of the divine descending ceremony, and then give it a try.
Things are going very smoothly, and the believers seem to have acquiesced that no one can lie under the watchful eye of the Cat God, let alone suspect that someone will "falsely preach the imperial edict."
But then, Yan Yueming became a little confused.
The divine descending ceremony was of great importance. The other apostle did not tell Yan Yueming in public, but asked him to follow him to the depths of the hall. Turn the candlestick, and a secret passage will appear on the wall. The two of them will carry the candlestick through this long secret passage, and there will be a secret room in front of them.
The secret room was dark and cold, and there was a faint sound of water dripping down, which hit Yan Yueming's ears with a crisp sound.
His whole body shook uncontrollably, and he heard the apostle remind him: "Don't look too much at the shadow, be careful of being contaminated by it."
Hearing this, Yan Yueming's heart trembled, and he immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at the candle in his hand intently.
In the secret room, there is a stone platform carved with complex patterns.
Yan Yueming felt that it looked a bit like a sacrificial table, and there was still a dark gold cat's eye in the center of the table. The apostle placed the candlestick on it, then took out the key and inserted it into the cat's eye pattern. With a "click", Yan Yueming heard the sound of the secret door opening.
The peephole opened, and a rusty bronze box rose from it. The apostle picked up the box, sighed, and then handed it to Yan Yueming, "Open it. I didn't expect that it would see the light of day again."
Yan Yueming solemnly opened the box with nervousness and apprehension, and then he saw a red yarn ball.
A ball of yarn?
"This is..." Yan Yueming's tone contained a slight hesitation.
"Ahem, it's a tool for summoning the cat god." The apostle pinched the cat's eyes and answered him politely.
"How to summon?" Yan Yueming asked sincerely like a primary school student.
"Grab one end of it and throw the ball of yarn," the apostle replied.
"Where to throw it?"
"Above the wasteland."
"Throw it out, what next?"
"If the cat god is willing to show up, he will come here in the direction of the wool."
ah……
"Don't you need to pray?"
"Need not."
"Don't you need to take a bath and burn incense?"
"Need not."
Isn't this just cat fishing?
Yan Yueming held the sacred ball of wool and felt a little unbelievable and absurd for a moment, but at the same time it seemed very reasonable. God descends... is this what it is? That should be it, right?
He wouldn't lie to me, would he?
Yan Yueming looked at the apostle with suspicious eyes. The apostle rolled his sleeves and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you that the Cat God's yarn ball can attract all things in the world. If He had not come, you would have attracted other filth and polluted the temple. ——Then I will definitely be the first to eliminate you."
Dirt?
Can't you pollute the temple? Are you referring to those heretical monsters in the wasteland? Yan Yueming vaguely sensed that there might be great dangers here, and there might be insurmountable rules. The ball of wool in his hand suddenly became as heavy as a thousand stones.
But things have come to this, and we can only give it a try. !
