"Well, it's the house? There are people living in such a ghost place? ”

After more than two hours of trekking through the swamp, through the thinning white mist in front of him, the werewolf Luo Zhengdao vaguely saw the traces of the artificial structure, and then he stopped and observed this unusual and strange phenomenon very carefully. The so-called abnormality is a demon! A house suddenly appeared in a deserted place, although it was a little simple, it seemed too unusual to stay in this place! Stopping in place and thinking carefully for a while, Luo Zhengdao chose to walk towards the wooden house, for no other reason, his activities on the territory of the snake man were black-eyed, and he didn't find someone to ask for directions, did he want him to wander around this ghost place for the rest of his life?

After raising his hand and knocking on the door, Luo Zhengdao, who had recovered his human form, heard the voice of his master from inside as he wished, and said:

"Yo, are there any guests here? The door is not locked, please come in! ”

From behind the broken wooden door came a dry woman's voice like porcelain scraping glass, her lingua franca tone so lame that people had to prick up their ears to discern what they were talking about, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but feel the hairs on his back stand up, as if he was watching a horror movie alone in the middle of the night.

Already at the door, when he heard the strange voice, he turned his head and ran, it was too cheap to do this, Luo Zhengdao continued to take a deep breath several times, and raised his hand to push open the door of the wooden house. The wooden door shaft made a "squeak" sound, and then the scene in the room came into view, a black cast-iron cauldron more than half a person high was blazing, the pot was boiling with unknown liquid, an old woman with a high nose and pointed chin, and a goosebump crane was stirring with a black wooden stick, and when she turned around and saw Luo Zhengdao pushing the door in, she showed a strange smile that could not tell whether it was good or malicious.

I can't say, such a very fairy tale picture comes into view, even if Luo Zhengdao asked himself if he was surprised, he still shook his head for a moment, and sighed in his heart What a strong sense of fairy tale déjà vu!

"Hehehehehe, please be seated."

Filled with strange creature limbs and furs, this room may not feel at home in the eyes of any person with normal aesthetic tastes, it is true that he can't wait to leave quickly, Luo Zhengdao is not exempt from vulgarity, at this moment he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and bowed very politely and said:

"Thanks, excuse me, I'm a passing traveler and want to ask for directions."

The old woman didn't seem to care what Luo Zhengdao said, so she picked up a pottery vessel shaped like an octopus from the side, handed it to him, and said:

"Boom, please have a cup of tea first!"

There is no doubt that there are no native tea trees in the New World that are exactly the same as in the Old World, and the Yaling and Elven races do not have a common penchant for drinking tea, but these pointy ears are quite fond of natural drinks such as fruit juice and honey water.

This state of affairs was maintained until the reign of the Bright Dynasty was basically solidified, and the Emperor began to send people up and down to Haiti to search for alkaloid-rich plants similar to tea, and of course, the main direction of attack was those trees with certain medicinal value. The final result of this extensive plant survey was the recording of more than 30 species of trees, shrubs, and herbaceous plants that could be used as raw materials for tea drinking, and the practice of drinking tea in the New World was promoted. Even since the establishment of the Guangming Dynasty, it has only been a thousand years, with the popularity of this tea drinking, not only the nobles flaunt their status by drinking tea, but also cater to the aesthetic mood of the emperor of the traverser, many poor people also follow the trend and coax to drink a handful of bitter leaves to boil water as tea.

The question is not whether drinking tea is good for health, the problem is that the cup in front of Luo Zhengdao at this time is full of green smoke and strange bubbles, colorful and constantly changing strange liquid, he really doesn't have the courage to drink it, this thing is too challenging to three views.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Zhengdao still felt that it was quite reasonable for the old ancestor to say that the illness came from the mouth, so he coughed and diverted the topic and said:

"Well, let's get down to business! Do you know which direction you want to go out to sea and get closer? ”

The old woman with a wrinkled face comparable to a terraced rice field seemed to be unaware of Luo Zhengdao's mental activities, and said with a strange smile to herself:

"Giggles, there must be something more important than asking for directions!"

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but move in his heart, followed him up and down at this old woman who looked like an old witch in a fairy tale, and said cautiously:

"Who are you?"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee, they used to call me a prophet, and then they called me a madman, but in fact I am still me, it just depends on which fact they are willing to believe."

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao's mind flashed with jokes such as Xiao Tiantian and Mrs. Niu, shook his head with tears and laughter, tried to clear these distractions, and said:

"Are you a prophet? So what do you know? ”

Growing up in the back of an old-world materialism swept away a qiē society. Under the scene, he only believed in the financial aura of the great god Mani in his life, which was omnipotent and indestructible, and Luo Zhengdao, as a traverser, had an objective and vigilant view of the power of the new world. There is never any power that is without a price, and even more so the prophet's anti-heaven existence, if there is really the power to discern the mysteries of the future, then the world should not be ruled by them? However, in the course of the known history of the New World for tens of thousands of years, the prophets have always been only small supporting roles and tricks in the corners of the grand stage, and in Luo Zhengdao's view, they should neither be underestimated nor overly respected.

The old woman, who claimed to be a prophet, grinned, showing a few jagged teeth in her mouth, and she scratched her cheeks and said:

"I know who you are, and I know you're coming, and I know what you want to ask, young man."

He has been pitted many times by the Second Goblin Empire with prophecy spells, and Luo Zhengdao has always been suspicious of these strange methods that he can't see or touch, and now that he doesn't like to deal with prophecy. With an awkward expression, he looked at the old woman on the other side who was smiling and trembling, and Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but wonder what subtext was hidden behind the other party's words.

"Alright, alright, young man, your goals are ambitious, but can the faith of mankind really be as far away from the gods as you expect?"

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao's eyes widened unconsciously, the establishment of the Church of Scientology was limited to the settlement of Wake Reef, and he didn't tell anyone about the ultimate goal of the Atheist Sect, and he couldn't help but ask rhetorically at the moment:

“…… How would you know? ”

"There has never been a new god to replace the old one, and how can faith without a god exist...... Unless you yourself are the vehicle of this faith. ”

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao suddenly felt a lot more relieved, it seems that the so-called prophet is not really omniscient, even if this old woman has a lot of magical powers, she only sees the superficial phenomenon, and she doesn't know the truth inside, Luo Zhengdao has no intention of becoming a god. Relaxing his mood, Luo Zhengdao smiled confidently and said:

"Do you mean a god? No, I hadn't thought about it. ”

The old woman smiled and folded her face stacked together, and said:

"It's not your intention, fate is destined to come this far, you know it as well as I do."

Science itself can certainly be regarded as a faith, but individual scientists do not necessarily have no other beliefs, in fact, most scientists on the planet are devout followers of a religion, and true atheists are always in the minority. The motivation of Scientology, promoted by Luo Zhengdao on Wake Reef, is limited to competing with the power of the pervasive temple and creating some kind of balance in the three-tier council to avoid being constrained, the problem is that things in the world are always full of gimmicky drama, and the matter of planting dragon seeds and harvesting fleas is not news. As the self-proclaimed prophet old woman said, it is very likely that the faith gathered by Scientology will be brought together in Luo Zhengdao, and at that time, he will have no other way out of becoming a god.

I have been busy for many years to lift the curse of the Aragami and have no clue, and when I turned around, I was involved in a battle of beliefs, and when I thought that I might have to fight with the gods of the new world, Luo Zhengdao suddenly felt a headache, the rhythm of this god's turn is really a cheat!

At this point in the conversation, the old woman seemed to have lost interest in Luo Zhengdao, and she waved her hand and said:

"In addition to accumulating faith, the most important thing to ignite the divine fire is the godhead, there are many fallen gods in the astral realm, you know what to do."

After saying that, the old woman smiled and pointed to a beetle lying on the wall, and said:

"This guide worm is for you, follow it and you can leave this swamp......"

At this time, Luo Zhengdao only felt that his mind was in a trance, and when he was fully awake, the small wooden house was gone, and only a beetle with a green fluorescent butt was left in front of him flying slowly, and when he realized what was going on, Luo Zhengdao muttered with a pale face:

"Hallucinations? No, it can't be an illusion! Who the hell is it? ”

Three months later, the dusty Luo Zhengdao appeared outside Wake Reef Harbour on a brig, and when he stepped onto the pier trestle, he immediately realized that this time there was a big trouble.

With no trace of the Earl for a long time, and although the prophecy spell of Guò confirmed that he was still alive, his men could not contact him, and it was inevitable that there would be chaos in the management of Wake Reef. I can't say, when Luo Zhengdao sets foot on this land again, he will almost not recognize the city in front of him that he has worked so hard to build.

From the port area of Wake Reef to the settlements, the streets are littered with piles of household garbage, livestock manure and large stains, bullet holes and scorched black marks of flames can be seen on the walls of buildings, and people walking in the streets look like they are being chased in a hurry, and the houses on the street are closed in broad daylight. The fountain that supplies the city's public water supply has dried up completely, and the gray-white pozzolacanic concrete bottom is exposed to the scorching air, and the whole city resembles a paralyzed bedridden patient.

Hurriedly grabbing a few familiar subordinates, Luo Zhengdao carefully asked about the changes in the days since he left, and felt a chill the more. The actual situation was much worse than he had imagined, and the dragons were a terrible thing to do, which would cause things that would normally seem taken for granted to work badly, and eventually mess everything up.

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