Saladin was silent for a moment, then said to Elem, "Let him come here to meet me." ”

Twenty minutes later, the students of the Hall of Truth were asked to leave, and only Saladin and his guards were left in the vast hall.

When a black-clad throat bone appeared at the gate, Elim subconsciously reached for the scimitar at his waist, but quickly returned to normal.

Saladin looked the mysterious young man up and down, his skeletal body beneath the loose robes, his pale face almost indistinguishable from that of a corpse.

Saladin stared at the sleeve of the laryngeal bone and suddenly asked, "Where's your right hand?"

The expression on the face of the laryngeal bone was unfazed: "There was a little accident. ”

Saladin hummed softly, and continued, "Sit down." ”

The throat bone came to the blanket below Saladin and slowly sat down.

"You did a good job with regard to the rebellion in Canteari. Saladin stroked his beard and said, "In just seven days, the rebels have disappeared, and this is a very successful victory. ”

After a change of words, Saladin added: "But according to the reports of the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield, not only the rebels, but also the inhabitants of the city of Canteari have all disappeared. I still remember the original text of the report vividly - the food in the pot is still steaming, the children's toys are scattered on the ground, and even the animals, cats and dogs are hard to find.

The throat bone said softly: "Your Majesty the Emperor, those who betray the empire, whether they are soldiers or civilians, will inevitably die, as for how they die, does it matter?"

"Bold!" Elem drew his scimitar and shouted angrily, "How dare you talk to the Caliph like that?!"

Saladin stopped Elem and said with a smile, "He's right, it's the result that matters." ”

Saladin looked at the throat bone and asked, "I heard that you went to the north again after dealing with the affairs of Canterari?"

The throat bone nodded slightly: "I found a few old friends to catch up." ”

Saladin looked at the empty sleeve of the throat bone: "It seems that your old friend is very enthusiastic. ”

Laryngeal Bone laughed: "Yes, very enthusiastic. ”

With that, Larynx put his hand in his pocket, took out a stack of books, placed them in front of Saladin, and said, "I have read all the books you lent me last time. ”

"That's a book that a university chooses to read in a year!" Saladin said, looking surprised.

The laryngeal bone touched his knuckles: "I have very little time to sleep and eat. ”

Saladin picked up a book and looked at his throat bone: "I'm going to test you." ”

"Please ask the question. ”

"The rise of the city-state is the cornerstone of the gradual extinction of barbarism and the continuation of civilization, and it represents the relationship between people, from the purely material level to the spiritual level. ”

History of the City-State of Taylor, Vol. VII – The Civilization of Suran Rodo, p. 75, last section. ”

Saladin raised an eyebrow and picked up another book: "The star is never a paint, it moves, it shines, it symbolizes every change in the world. ”

"The Astronomical Doctrine of Kyusu, the beginning of chapter 15. ”

Saladin clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Amazing!"

"The first time I saw you, you couldn't even read all the words, and in such a short period of time, you were able to read through all four languages without any obstacles!"

The larynx bone did not look at it with the slightest pleasure: "Reading and using are two different things. ”

Saladin leaned forward and said with interest, "What?

Laryngeal took a book from the pile and placed it in front of Saladin: "I want to talk to you about this book. ”

Saladin looked down and saw that the book had the words "Confessions" written on the cover.

Augustine's writings dissect the various aspects of human nature in a meticulous manner and contrast them with divinity. Saladin was surprised: "Are you interested in this book?"

The larynx bone said slowly: "I have always wanted to understand a question, what is man, what is God?"

Saladin frowned and said, "This question is too broad, you have to be more specific." ”

"Then let me put it another way, is it possible for humans to become gods?"

Hearing these words from the throat bone, Elem became angry again: "You blasphemous villain, if I hear another blasphemous word against Allah from your mouth, swear to Allah, I will pull out your tongue!"

The throat bone shrugged his shoulders towards Saladin: "Your Majesty, if this is taboo, then let me not ask anything." ”

Saladin pondered for a while, then spoke: "This is the Hall of Truth, and the voice of truth should not be silenced, not retreated, and not compromised. ”

Elum was so anxious that he shouted, "Your Majesty!"

Saladin said firmly: "Shoving the truth back into the mouth of man by force and violence will only cause it to sprout and take root and become deformed." ”

Laryngeal nodded in satisfaction and said, "Then, Your Majesty, let's continue to discuss this topic." ”

Saladin thought for a moment and said, "I don't think humans have a chance to become gods. ”

"Why?"

"Three reasons, physical, competent, spiritual. ”

"Physically, human beings have a very short lifespan. From childhood to youth, to middle age, I finally learned something in old age, only to find that I had one foot in the grave. ”

Saladin stretched out his weak hands and said self-deprecatingly: "Therefore, the emperors of the previous dynasties will think about immortality every day, and the alchemists and alchemists will cause a trend. ”

The laryngeal bone broke him and said, "If, man has broken through the shackles of the flesh and achieved immortality......

Saladin smiled and said: "This is impossible, birth, old age, sickness and death are the fate of human beings, and it is impossible for any living creature to get rid of this law." ”

"I mean, suppose that the human body is no longer a bondage, and that life is almost eternal. ”

Saladin looked at the throat bone for a long time, and finally said, "If that were the case, it would be impossible for a man to become a god. ”

"Why?"

"The second reason, ability. Human beings who only have a long lifespan are more like a passer-by in the long river of history. Perhaps, by chance, he can change a piece of history, or even a world, but he can never change the truth and affect the laws of the universe. ”

The laryngeal bone interrupted him again: "Suppose again, if this person has the power to call the wind and rain and change nature. ”

Saladin waved his hand and smiled, "Calling for wind and rain, changing nature?haha, do you know what you're talking about? ”

The hands of the laryngeal bone grabbed the blanket and raised his voice: "If man has infinite life and extraordinary power, then can he become a god?!"

"You madman!" Elum cursed as he tried to rush forward to teach his throat a lesson, but was stopped by Saladin.

"Unfortunately, my answer is still no. ”

Saladin's words irritated the throat bones.

"Why?!"

"The last reason, spiritual ...... Perhaps the word spirit is not quite accurate, and perhaps it would be better to use the word realm. ”

"Realm?"

Saladin raised the thumb and forefinger of his right hand and twisted them together: "In the depths of the Aguer Desert there is a kind of gray sand ant, which is very small, one is not as big as a grain of rice. ”

Larynx said impatiently, "What does this have to do with my problem?"

"Listen to me. Saladin continued: "With each passing generation, there is a rare chance that the gray sand ant will mutate, giving birth to a new species, the giant jaw clamour, a new ant that can spew venom with infinite force, and can even crush stones and roll up sand with jaw pincers. All other ants obey the giant jaw and worship it as if it were the god of the entire nest. ”

The larynx was silent, and he vaguely guessed the deep meaning of Saladin's words.

"When the local nomads discovered this strange creature, they went out of their way to breed this ant, just to get the giant jaw crest. ”

Saladin continued: "Do you know why the nomads get the giant jaw ants? because of a new form of gambling - fighting ants. The dealer opens the gambling handicap and odds, the gamblers place good bets, and the farmer selects the strong and aggressive chelate ants, puts them together, lets them fight and fight, and then waits to see which one will survive to the end. ”

Saladin looked at the throat bone: "For the gray sand ants, the giant jaw is a god, and for gamblers, the so-called gods are just 'gambling equipment'. ”

The throat bones sat in place, eyes staring into nothingness, muttering something in their mouths.

After a long time, the laryngeal bone suddenly stood up, put his right hand on his heart, and made a standard discipleship salute to Saladin, and then left the Hall of Truth without looking back.