/./ Mo Mei and the three of them were surprised when they heard Liang Yong say this. They didn't believe it but didn't understand it. They didn't have the same systematic and profound understanding of the gods as the Chinese people.

In their eyes, God is just a powerful man from the sky, just like the iron birds that often fly around in the sky, they are all artifacts that they envy and yearn for, so they respect and appreciate Liang Yong, but they do not bow to them, but regard them as close friends.

Liang Yong found that his statement had no effect, and then looked at their expressions, and knew that their understanding of God was still at a very shallow level.

In this case, he would be glad that a certain church father was present, and that there were such open-minded believers, and that he would definitely pass on the orthodox teachings to them, and let them become real Christians.

Not to mention, the effect is much more vivid and interesting than the godfather's sermons, not only Mo Mei, but they can listen attentively, and the children who are playing outside are all attracted to them, and they listen carefully around their knees, so that Liang Yong's audience is a lot larger.

And when Liang has finished talking about it, they will ask some childish and funny questions, such as "How did God come about?" Does God have relatives."" Does God have wives and children?" Where God lives, what does he live by?"

These superficial questions are naturally difficult to overcome, Liang Yong, continue to talk at length, after talking for an hour, the saliva is dry, I feel dry, I feel dry, I pick up the crockpot and drink, but just to the mouth of the unpleasant smell woke him up, suddenly embarrassed old face red, immediately put it down is not good, this will make people careless, so pretended to use the nose on the edge of the crockpot to inhale two deep sips, then calmly put down.

Don't mention how depressed I am.Damn.I'm still making a wonderful speech.I can't even provide tea.Is there a lecturer in the world who is so hard as me?

Mo Mei saw him do this, and immediately asked curiously: "Liangmin Tianshen, what are you doing here?"

"Well, I'm absorbing the aura in the soup, everything in heaven and earth has aura, the more precious the food, the more abundant the aura, for you, you need to eat to fill your stomach, but for me, you just need to absorb the aura in it." Liang said in an unfathomable way, he doesn't blush when he lies, but he doesn't lie either, he can indeed replenish his energy by absorbing aura.

"But you suck the aura out there, can we still drink this soup?" Mo Mei asked with some regret.

"Of course you can drink it, the aura I absorb is not in conflict with your soup, the material composition we absorb is different, and after the aura in the soup is absorbed by me, the nutrition of the soup will not be lost, but it will be more delicious." Beam with a pat on the chest to guarantee.

"Oh, the gods are amazing." The grandmother sighed heartily, and everyone's worship of Liang Yong was more sincere.

After saying this, they no longer invited Liang Yong to eat food, but pestered Liang Yong to continue to tell the story, and when Liang Yong was tired, they asked him to pick up red clay sauce or black steamed buns to absorb the aura.

What makes Liang Yong strange is that it is already the second half of the night at this time, seeing that everyone is still full of energy, there is no intention of saying goodbye and going back to sleep, and the other people in the village are nowhere to be seen.

This day was tossed.Don't look at Liang Yong's body intact.Seeing Mo Mei's excitement.Full of heroic spirit.In fact, his body and spirit are already very tired.Fighting against the violent explosion in the air made him consume eighty percent of his true qi.Falling from a high altitude and plunging into the sand dunes more than ten meters deep.It was even more painful.It took several hours to regain the vitality of his body.

Just came out of the sand dunes, ready to find a place to cultivate and recover his body, and was met by Mo Mei and the others, and it has been making noise until now.When the first light came from outside the cave, Liang Yong's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he fell asleep tiredly.

The two grandmothers led the children out of the cave, and Mo Mei carefully covered Liang with a hide, caressed Liang with his palm, and looked at Liang for a few minutes, then turned around and walked to the cave, and closed the wooden door.

In the early morning, a thin layer of mist rose in the woods, and the breeze brought with them the rare humidity in the desert. Mo Mei and the others stood in the yard and looked out. their faces were expectant. It was the harvest time of the day. The tribesmen who had gone out to hunt came back one after another. The first thing that caught their eyes was four or five and a half years old.

They cheered happily from afar: "Grandma, grandma, we caught hares, turtledoves, bird eggs......

The old lady happily replied, "Good boy, awesome, come on."

The children went into the yard and laid out their booty on a stone slab, and there was a hare, two turtledoves, and a dozen eggs.

The children were very happy, and they were happily talking about their hunting scenes, and they didn't notice that the grandmothers, who had not been able to walk for a long time, were able to walk.

Then two more people came back, but they didn't get anything, just a few food tubers.

151 Kanshu.com .