The fall of the main god means the fall of faith. The fall of Lingshan allowed monks to drive Mercedes-Benz. That's what happened. Some things won't cause problems in a short time, but over time they will definitely cause problems, because Even a cult must provide some benefits to others, whether material or spiritual. Even if the largest religion in the world can maintain its existence, it must reward its agents with little boys, not to mention other sects.
However, if the main god of a polytheistic sect is killed, it will not immediately die, but there will be multiple different powerful gods competing for faith. Many times, this kind of competition will lead to strange wars between two religions with the same origin.
The most obvious ones are the thousand-year war between a certain sect and a certain sect, as well as the mutual persecution between Christianity, God and the Protestants, and even the Second World War between Mao Zedong and the German devils. Anyway, this is what happened, the conflict between civilizations and faiths If you don't agree, it will gradually turn into a big fight in the human world. Sometimes even historians can't figure out the reasons. In the end, they can only describe these things in terms of worldly desires that make people lose their minds.
Relevant but not comprehensive.
And when the gods and Buddhas all over the sky are paying attention to the subsequent development of this matter, what is Brother Zhang doing?
Brother Zhang is participating in a local Christmas cooking competition. Their old German landlady recommended them to go. In the community, everyone is making pepper honey cakes, preserved fruit cakes, baked apples, chocolate sauce cookies, and honey gingerbread cookies. , roast goose, salmon and other things, Brother Zhang started preparing a sumptuous meal at four o'clock in the morning.
First of all, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is indispensable. This is the result of him buying various ingredients from a Chinese store a day in advance, and then simmering it on a low fire for a whole night. The main feature is a delicious one. In addition to Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, the five main dishes are sea salt-smothered king crab. This dish is relatively simple. It is to stir-fry the fresh king crab with large grains of sea salt and pepper and stuff it until it is cooked. The second dish is his specialty dish, Beggar's Roasted Chicken, which is Mr. Pi's favorite. Since it's been a long time since he saw the troublemaking little fox, Mr. Zhang specially used this dish to commemorate him.
The third dish is an improved version of Xu Wei's grandma's braised pork. It uses bigger pork and adds more sugar to suit the taste of these German women. This dish is not difficult, the main thing is It’s a matter of choosing ingredients, because most of the pork here is executed using the Virgin Mary method. If you want to find the kind of pork that has been bled, you have to go to a private slaughterhouse in the countryside. Brother Zhang asked several experienced people in the community yesterday. The old lady finally bought pork belly that had no pig smell at all.
The main feature of this dish is that it is full of meat, and any smell in it will make people feel nauseated.
The fourth main course was beef stew, but this time he did not choose to use beef brisket but instead used beef tripe, beef heart tube, bezoar throat, beef tendon, beef tendon and beef hooves. Although these things are considered waste, But if cooked properly, they will outshine ordinary beef in terms of flavor and texture. However, these things are still troublesome to handle, and the main focus is a Kung Fu dish.
The fifth and most important dish is usually the main dish at the New Year’s Eve dinner. It is also a very favorite dish in Germany, pork knuckle.
However, the pork knuckles here are usually marinated and then grilled to make crispy pork knuckles. Of course Brother Zhang will not do this. He must let the old men and ladies in the community eat something different. smell.
So he chose to use a casserole to process these pork knuckles, and the amount he prepared this time was also very scary. He bought a total of 140 pork knuckles, with a total weight of about 350 kilograms, and with so many pork knuckles, he It needs to be processed at once.
From roasting and removing hair, to cleaning, to blanching and then to pressure cooker processing, it took even Brother Zhang two full hours to complete so many things. When the pressure cooker used in fifteen restaurants started to be steamed at the same time , he was about to start dealing with other dishes.
A soup with five hot and eight cold dishes is actually quite a lot of work. As for the cold dishes, there are red oil pig ears, plum duck, spicy and sour radish skin, fish with rice wine grains, candied walnuts, vegetable bean skin rolls, meat skin jelly, Composed of shredded chicken and cucumber, it is basically a collection of cold dishes. It is very palatable and more in line with the taste here.
Of course, the legendary German sausages and beer, barbecue and bread are also indispensable here. The main focus is a combination of Chinese and Western.
And his landlady, the old lady, has been assisting Brother Zhang throughout the whole process since four in the morning and recorded Brother Zhang's steps bit by bit in her old notebook that may even have a Yopi cover.
However, the method and steps can be recorded, but the matter of carving peonies out of radish and placing them on the plate really made her very embarrassed. She even suspected that Brother Zhang was using magic, because she just went outside to get something. The radish just turned into twenty crystal clear peonies, with candied fruit and amaranth juice on top, and the stamens were dotted...
"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang."
While Brother Zhang was handling ingredients in a chef's uniform, Xiaodou suddenly ran in from outside. Her hands and mouth were covered with chocolate. It looked like she had just come here after having a good meal there.
"What's wrong?"
"The Secret Technique Daily has been updated!" Xiaodou came to Brother Zhang holding up his mobile phone: "The boss said that the main god of Shinto has fallen, and the group of dragons is leaderless!"
Brother Zhang smiled: "I know."
"Will all the main gods die?" Xiao Tudou's eyes were full of shock: "I thought that people at that level would not die."
"Yes." Brother Zhang nodded and said, "But they don't die completely. They just enter reincarnation like people. According to the mistakes they made, they can go through many reincarnations before they can return to their original positions."
"Huh? How many years will it take?"
"It depends on the situation, ranging from eighty to ten thousand years, but rarely more than two thousand years." Brother Zhang explained with a smile: "Generally, if it is not a particularly serious crime or a grievance, it can only be five years at most. A hundred years or so is enough to go through six reincarnations. If it lasts longer, it might be about a thousand years, not forever."
"Oh...you know so much."
"Thank you for basic common sense." Brother Zhang flicked Xiaodou's forehead: "Go and get ready outside, I'll be ready soon."
"good."
Just as Xiaodudou was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and asked: "What is the origin of this Secret Daily News? I found that they can know everything very early. It's earlier than our internal intelligence network. I heard that all our internal information is Refer to the Arcane Daily."
Brother Zhang nodded: "They have inside information."
This is true, because the Secret Law Daily was created by Yang Junfeng, Bai Mengjie, and Pi Ye's gang. At first, it was mainly a deceptive tabloid created by Pi Ye to get rid of the flesh business. Later, with the participation of these few people, it was In addition, they hooked up with lines such as Huahua, Zhang Yao, and Long Danchen, and they gradually became bigger and stronger.
It is said that these guys have now become the strongest intelligence dealers among the upper, middle and lower levels. They buy and sell information and make a lot of money in a year from the intelligence business. Whether it is the mountains, seas or the upper three realms, their spies are everywhere. All.
Otherwise, their reports have become a bellwether for the entire esoteric world and the superpower world. They first foretold in advance that the Shanhai Realm was about to come, and then judged the fall of Shintoism.
Anyway, now the nameless gossip tabloid has gradually become an important source of information that most people read several times every day, and even the news is often not as accurate and reliable as theirs.
According to Mr. Pi, their revenue from publishing a single advertising soft article has reached tens of millions. Secret Method Daily has even become a benchmark for self-media, with a total of more than 100 million loyal readers on the entire network. They are no longer in the Caotai team mode. Today, the Secret Law Daily is a formal large company. There are more than 300 employees and reporters in its name. It spans the upper three realms, the mountain and sea realm, the human realm and the lower three realms. It has long become the world's largest company. An intelligence analysis agency.
Soon, the time is approaching noon, and the community gathering is about to begin. Today is actually equivalent to people celebrating the New Year here, and most of the community gatherings on New Year’s Eve are actually widowers and lonely people. In order to take care of them, Brother Zhang For these people, today's dishes are quite soft, especially the elbow, which can easily fall off the bone with just a sip of your mouth. This is actually considered a failure, because a truly good elbow needs an eighty-nine-percent bad taste. It can't be so pulpy. Especially the fat, which has been stewed like pudding, shivering and crumbling when dug with a spoon.
When Brother Zhang served the dishes, his appearance attracted applause from everyone.
Brother Zhang has no concept of race or ethnicity. He just does things he likes to do in his spare time, and as always, he will take every job assigned to him seriously, just because of this, he is not regarded as important in the eyes of others. The applause was worth mentioning, and the food he cooked was even more praised, making him feel a little embarrassed.
Just when he was praying to thank the Almighty Lord before the meal, Brother Zhang did not lower his head to pray. Instead, he sat there with his head propped up and watched Little Potato picking coriander from the plate. It was not until those old men and women finished their amens that he whispered: " Are you actually a picky eater too?"
"The coriander here is so bitter and not tasty." Little Potato shook his head and said, "I should really replace it with Zheer root."
And while Brother Zhang was enjoying the healing brought by cooking in a foreign country, the superior gods here were sitting around in the luxurious and dreamy garden of heaven, arguing endlessly about how to carve up the current Shinto territory.
For this reason, they have been quarreling from yesterday to today, and if they cannot reach a result through discussion today, the arrival of the Shanhai Realm tomorrow may completely disrupt their rhythm.
However, it was obviously impossible for them to seek redress from the Guardians. The agreement on this matter was clearly written, and even the consent form was written by them themselves. But now after the revelation that the arrogant and ignorant ancestor gods paid the price with their lives. , these gods realized that the guardian was serious.
"What do you think the guardians are doing now? Are they laughing at our stupidity?"
"No, he was attending the Christmas party."
After hearing this answer, the gods thought that the guardians might as well laugh at their stupidity... because they were not even cared about. Christmas... Who is a good person to celebrate Christmas?
"Just say what you say, please don't attack me, thank you."
As they discussed, more and more strange questions were raised, but in fact there was no good solution to them, and they vaguely wondered if someone was fucking behind this matter. What did they think? Something is wrong. Looking at it from Yin Tianzi's perspective, the direction of the whole thing is wrong. How can anyone question their own gods when they come up? And the rhythm is so loud in an instant. Isn't this obviously a rip-off? No matter from the guidance logic to the execution logic, there is a hint of CIA inside and outside.
Don't say they don't understand the lower world, no one understands the lower world better than them. Most gods are just proud rather than stupid. At most, they disdain to understand human beings rather than being unable to understand them. Their long lives give them plenty of time to ponder. In this world, except for a few who are really born with mental problems, few other gods are mentally retarded.
"If there is a pusher, just pray that he is not exposed."
At the same time, Yingsha was having dinner with his father, Mr. Wen. The two of them went to a pretty good restaurant. While they were queuing up outside, Master Wen stood outside the baby park and looked at it for a long time, then turned around and gave Yingsha a slap. Le: "Son, do you want to play?"
"Daddy, are you okay? I am over two thousand years old, and you asked me to go to the Baby Paradise to play bubble ball."
"Haha, in my eyes, you will always be the kid who eats his hands and calls daddy, I'm hungry." After Uncle Wen finished speaking, he paused for a long time: "Son, of course..."
"Stop, stop, stop, let's go out to have a meal today. It's all about family happiness. If you push me to have a baby, it will be boring." Yingsha waved his hands repeatedly: "Be good, old man."
"Nothing big or small!" Wen Zhong went up and gave Ying a kick in the butt: "It really doesn't give people any peace of mind."
"You can't hold back from telling me, you can always make people worry less?" Yingsha sighed: "You said what you would do if people found out about the bad things you did, they would have to find a way to kill you. ?”
"Who?"
"Them." Yingsha pointed towards the ceiling: "You know who I'm talking about."
Wen Zhong walked slowly with his hands behind his back: "They are too young and don't know what tactics are."
"There are some who are not young, right?"
"Everyone who is not young has been wiped out by them." Wen Zhong was walking in front and suddenly turned around and said, "The one who is about the same age as me is the only one left, right?"
"You mean rhubarb? It seems true." Yingsha sneered: "Why did you mention it suddenly?"
"It's nothing. Those barbarians destroyed civilization with brute force, so I will let them experience the feeling of being destroyed."
Ying Sha was stunned for a moment, and immediately sensed the flavor of Lao Wen's words. He leaned forward and said, "Dad, where are you from?"
(End of chapter)
