A hundred years ago, Resurrection Town was a lonely town on the edge of the Holy Land. At that time, the priests who stood up the holy statue in the storm would not have thought that alien dancers wearing silk and exposing their bellies would fill the streets, and wizards could pursue blasphemous magic unscrupulously. , the pagan tyrants can openly occupy the churches belonging to the true believers, and live in a state of luxury.
The scene of depravity described by the Pope begins with the smashing of icons.
The Holy Land fell, so Resurrection Town, which had been ascetic and conservative for hundreds of years, flourished and grew wildly in just ten years.
And a few years ago.
Chen Yi spent the whole night finishing his thesis for the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, and when he took a nap on the table, he never imagined that he would travel here in one sleep.
Here, I have a name with a similar pronunciation: Chen Yi. Have lived in the town for five years now.
in jail.
Chen Yi looked up at the dripping ceiling. The surrounding light was dim, the locked iron gate, the straw piled in the corner, the prisoners in ragged clothes, the square walls, and a cell in front of him.
He has a thin cheek, jet-black hair, crystal light gray eyes, and slightly pale skin, the color of a pampered person who has lived a hard life. He is sixteen years old and has the look of a country squire with consumption.
Chen Yi counted the days and found that he had been detained for seven days. He only had one meal of couscous porridge every day, and his abdomen was tightly pressed against his ribs.
He endured imprisonment for eating meat during the pagan fast days.
Click.
The prison door suddenly opened.
The man who looked like a warden slowly walked into the dark dungeon with a lantern, followed by a young jailer.
"That man named Chen Yi, come out." The warden spoke Kexi, which he was not fluent in.
Chen Yi stood up silently. The jailer quickly opened the cell door, savagely grabbed Chen Yi by the collar and pushed him out.
"How dare you eat meat during our fasting days! Despicable true believer!" the jailer cursed in disgust.
"Stop talking nonsense and escort him out." the warden ordered.
The pagan jailer held Chen Yi's hand, followed the warden, and escorted him to the hall.
The warden picked out two pieces of linen paper and threw them in front of Chen Yi.
Chen Yi scanned it roughly and saw that it was a tax payment contract. Since Resurrection Town was occupied by pagans, true believers must act in accordance with the customs of pagans and must not violate their taboos.
Otherwise, he will be sentenced to criminal detention and pay an additional punitive tax like himself.
Fasting Day is a festival for pagans to sacrifice to their gods. On this day, pagans will never eat any meat from sunrise to sunset the next day.
In order to make money for the pagan rulers, it was not uncommon for dissatisfied or well-off true believers to be charged with taboo crimes and imprisoned during fasting days.
Chen Yi did not buy meat intentionally, but just took out yesterday's leftovers to eat on fasting days, so he was also arrested and imprisoned.
"Remember, pay thirty silver reeds within a week, and the remaining taxes will be ten silver reeds every week until you pay one hundred and twenty reeds. Our Lord's eyes are always on you, and we will be there at any time. I can catch you back."
Chen Yi did not comment on the warden's threat, silently took the contract and signed both copies.
When I walked out of the prison, it was already dusk, and heavy dark clouds were flying and a light rain fell.
Raindrops fell and touched Chen Yi's hair. He shivered and felt hungry.
“Go home and have a good meal.
Walking in the rain, turning left and right, we soon arrived at an inconspicuous street. Under the long awning that stretched out, there were empty bookstalls, and beside it stood my cousin with her hair tied in a bun.
The girl is tall and tall, with a thin body and a round and soft face. The bridge of her nose is short and small, and her thick light blond hair shines even in the rain. She has a touch that should be on a mural.
She is the only daughter of her uncle and aunt. Since time travel, since they died fighting to protect the Holy Land, she is the only relative in this family.
"Brother, are you okay? Are you hungry? There are pies at home." Hedwig asked anxiously and concernedly.
Seeing Hedwig, Chen Yi joked habitually: "I'm so hungry. The whole pie is mine?"
His energetic appearance was a relief, and Hedwig smiled: "Of course, my dear brother, you know, I can't eat."
Chen Yi walked past the bookstall. This was the leather shop left by Uncle Knight, which also sold and rented books. Due to the complicated and heavy taxes and poor management in the areas where true believers live, it is their normal state to barely maintain their lives.
Inside the house, everything was thin.
"How much savings do you have at home?" Chen Yi thought of something and asked.
Hedwig hesitated for a moment and said: "Sixteen silver reed coins, one hundred and two copper dire coins, three liters of refined wheat, and one pepper."
"...They want one hundred and twenty reeds."
The room fell into silence.
Chen Yi's body was covered with rainwater. He took off his gray and hemp jacket and hung it on the back of the chair. He took some dry pies from the dry cabinet. Hedwig stood beside him. In front of the wooden statue, there were small The magic circle, the intersection of light flashes.
Hedwig looked at Chen Yi silently. After a long time, he suggested in a low voice: "If you really can't hold on... why don't you stop me temporarily..."
"The person you were then is not you anymore."
Hedwig Pune.
My uncle's daughter...actually died when she was thirteen.
The Hedwig he sees now is just a memory shadow evolved by magic. She is the daughter pieced together by her uncle and aunt's memories. She has inherited everything from Hedwig, the same good looks, gentleness. Lively character, including memories of those thirteen years.
To maintain the operation of the magic circle, rare and expensive magic materials have always been needed.
If the magic circle stops spinning one day, the phantom of memory that has evolved so far will collapse and shatter in an instant.
Even if it is restarted again, Hedwig will not be the same Hedwig.
After eating the dry pie, Chen Yi returned to the study alone and asked Hedwig not to disturb her.
"It's a really hard life."
With only the meager income from the leather shop, it is already the limit to survive on weekdays. Now with new debts added, the whole family is already on the verge of collapse.
"But, it's actually nothing."
Chen Yi murmured with a smile, opened the curtains, and saw the full moon faintly among the dark clouds.
Because...I am the god of Resurrection Town.
Chen Yi closed her eyes and lay down on the wooden bed, which was filled with straw and covered with a thin sheet.
Drowsiness gradually surrounded her, still half asleep and half awake, Chen Yi quickly fell into a dream.
The sound of rain, I heard the sound of rain first, before opening my eyes.
Gradually, I opened my eyes in my dream and saw a locked bronze door.
The pale rain swirled down around itself.
With the bronze door standing horizontally, I saw mottled patina, peeling gold foil, the dead sacred tree often seen in picture books, the crouching giant, and the various small and crawling creatures under my feet. I saw the indescribable grandeur and desolation, and saw the gods. Three like-minded characters were born and three died... The pattern of the bronze door changed countless times in a short period of time, one year, two years, ten years... thousands of years, the unmeasurable torrent of time roared on the bronze door, The rush is endless.
After a while, someone whispered madness in my ear.
The pain in my brain was as severe as if it were exploding, as if my brain had been skewered on a steel fork and roasted on a fire!
Primordial fear filled his chest, bumping everywhere, something tiny tightened his trachea, and he tried his best to open his mouth, but he couldn't feel the air flowing in.
Even after experiencing it countless times, Chen Yi still felt it was unbearable.
Opening his eyes again, he found himself falling on a sea of dark clouds, with thousands of pillars standing in all directions, rising from the ground as if supporting the heaven and earth.
I don't know when the bronze door stood tall in the distance, as if there was an invisible tower supporting it.
In front of us, clouds and mist gathered, and shapeless stairs formed a high platform, with a desolate and simple throne standing on it.
Just like the kingdom of God.
Chen Yi slowly stepped onto the stage and took a seat.
The entire Resurrection Town fell into the eyes like a miniature model.
As if there were eyes in the sky, Chen Yi had a panoramic view of Resurrection Town from a bird's eye view.
Although it is just a small town nestled in the mountains, the sparrow is full of all the internal organs, from the newborn's first cry at night, to the man waiting to give birth to tears of joy, to the mourning couple crying uncontrollably as the old man slowly dies amidst the sorrow of his relatives and friends. ..Every detail in the town can be heard, seen and felt by oneself.
Chen Yi raised his hand and gently touched Resurrection Town.
Everything is suspended at this moment, the newborn's umbilical cord is long, the old woman is hurriedly taking out the scissors; the critically ill old man's unswallowed breath is stuck in his throat, and the couple in mourning clothes have tears stuck to their faces. All the light raindrops in the town were suspended in the air.
What I hold is not the secular crown of a king or emperor of a place;
Rather, it is closer to the almighty authority that was, is, and will be hereafter.
Chen Yi looked at Resurrection Town blankly and lost his mind for a moment.
When he first came to this body, he did not awaken this ability immediately, but on the day when the holy city adjacent to Resurrection Town was attacked by the pagans.
On that full moon, I came here for the first time in my dream.
After a brief absence, Chen Yi zoomed in on Resurrection Town and looked across the corner of the room. His body was lying quietly on the bed. As for Hedwig, her head was leaning on the back of the chair, with a projection book in front of her. The child fell asleep while reading.
"I owe more than a hundred reeds, let's settle it first."
God also has to repay debts. Chen Yi thought helplessly.
The thought changed, and beside the throne, a small three-story bell tower rose.
Bell Tower of Misery, this is the name given by Chen Yi.
It requires Chen Yi's body to suffer in Resurrection Town, and only when it accumulates to a certain level can the entire Resurrection Town be modified.
To put it simply, it is the currency through which one can exchange divine power.
On the first and second floors of the clock tower, simple lights were on.
