Chapter 169: Who Says There Is No True God in the World (Ask for a Full Order~)

Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

When the heavens have rewarded the first drop of rain between heaven and earth, the foundation of all things to multiply, the spring movement will begin.

And this rain, which is punctual every year at the beginning of March, is called a sting.

When the spring thunder sounds, everything grows.

Because of a thunderclap, it not only woke up the hibernating animals, but also woke up the whole world.

Mo Kui, who had been paralyzed on the bed for almost a week, lost a lot of weight, his already old face became more and more dry, and his wrists had lost blood vessels, and he looked like he was really dying.

This serious illness made Mo Kui once again aware of the fear and threat of death, and the Lone Bamboo Country had officially entered the right track, ordering troops on the golden platform, facing the kneeling of hundreds of thousands of subjects, and the feeling of controlling power again made this old man gradually lost in it.

But just as his ambition was about to devour something again, the serious illness broke his legs that were ready to move forward.

Those who are close to God do not believe in God.

As the great witches of Yin Shang, they should have been the most devout and loyal believers, but on the contrary, these great witches do not believe in gods, nor in their ancestors, they only believe in the rights in their hands, the rights, that is, the gods.

The interest group of the Great Witch has been like this since ancient times, because they are one of the creators of the gods, so their fear of the gods is very weak, and because they have knowledge and culture, they can also explain many miracles in the eyes of the common people, and even create miracles.

Therefore, their fear of the gods is only formal.

And this form is the way they use to control power.

Therefore, whether it is the construction of Chaoge City or the construction of the Golden Terrace, he can be called extremely luxurious, working the people and losing money, because he knows that the bigger the city is built, the higher the platform is built, and the more pious people's beliefs are.

Moreover, the Great Witch was originally a doctor, and the people who were called the Great Witch since ancient times must first be qualified doctors, because they can subdue the diseases that people fear the most, so they will be called psychics.

But this sudden illness made him, an experienced witch doctor, helpless, he thought it was just a small cold, but it dragged on for so long and still didn't get better, and what was even more terrible was that this disease also infected other great witch shamans who served him.

Within a week, the great witch of the temple fell ill.

Some shamans believe that this may be the price of the gods after the army has set out on the expedition, because in the shamanic conception, blessing such a thing itself comes at the cost of something of the blessed person himself.

Therefore, they felt that this time the army went out on an expedition, perhaps at the cost of the lives of the great witches.

At first, Mokui scoffed at this statement, but as his illness worsened, he became more and more afraid.

Could it be that it was really because of his insincerity that he was condemned by the ancestors of the gods.

And during his illness, he often fell into strange dreams, and every time he broke free from the dream, it was as painful as if he had taken off a layer of flesh and skin, and it really felt like some kind of curse.

So the more anxious he was, the worse his high fever became, the more nightmares he dreamed of, and then the cycle continued, and he felt that he was dying, and then asked people to bring a message to the emperor, hoping to use the divine breath on the emperor's body to help him get through the difficulties.

But it was rejected.

So for a while, Mo Kui finally lost all his thoughts, and finally guessed that this curse might be related to the Great Emperor.

He seriously recalled the disloyal and unrighteous things he had done since he came to power, and he was completely frightened.

So he forced himself to write a 'sacrificial text', deeply examined his sins, and then fainted with a complete fever, and in a dream, he dreamed that in a fairyland, Wang Xu sat on a white bird, looking down at him condescendingly, with indifference and sarcasm in his strange eyes.

It's like the look in his eyes when he usually mocks the stupidity of the gods.

Let Mo Kui completely fall into endless fear.

A loud earth-shattering bang woke up Mo Kui, who had been in a deep nightmare, only to find that the dormitory he had built with gold was brightly lit at this time, and the scorching temperature made his mouth dry and breathless.

Suffocation and weakness made Mo Kui almost blind, and it took a while to regain his sight, and when he saw a tall figure in a white feather robe, he screamed and fell out of bed.

The witches on both sides hurriedly ran over to help him up.

Mo Kui, who had not eaten for two days and one night, and had only drunk some water, did not know where the strength came from, pushed away the two witches, knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, and cried loudly in the ancient Shang language.

Wang Xu couldn't understand his ancient business language, but he could feel what he was doing from his state, and he was matching the content of the sacrifice in his hand, raising the corners of his mouth to show a mocking smile, and throwing the sacrifice into the furnace.

The flames engulfed the ritual and turned into black smoke, and the pungent smell of the burning silk once again suffocated Mo Kui.

"I heard that the Great Witch is seriously ill, so I'll take a look." Wang Xu looked down at Mo Kui and chuckled.

"Emperor... "Mo Kui opened his mouth wide like a drowning man, and his red eyes could not say a complete sentence.

"Give the Great Witch some water." Wang Xu waved his hand.

The young lady behind her walked over and cooperated with the two witches to feed Mo Kui some water.

After drinking the salt water prepared by Wang Xu, Mo Kui seemed to return to his soul.

"What is the sin of the Great Witch?" Wang Xu asked with a playful smile.

"Minister, minister capital offense!" Mo Kui breathed greedily, screamed sadly, and then kowtowed heavily to the ground.

The young lady next to her was quick and helped Mo Kui, and he was directly knocked to death.

"The Great Witch really confesses to capital crimes?" Wang Xu narrowed his eyes.

"The minister is guilty of capital crimes, and he has no shame to ask the emperor for forgiveness, but please see that the old minister is dedicated to Yin Shang and for the sake of Lone Bamboo, and continue to shine the glory on the clansmen." Mo Kui said bitterly.

"Don't dare to be, from the sacrificial text you wrote, it seems that there is a lot of dissatisfaction with me." Wang Xu smiled, "Forgive your innocence, let's talk about it." ”

Mo Kui's body trembled, and he shook his head suddenly, "The criminal minister doesn't dare, and the delusion is all because the emperor is too merciful, and the criminal minister always feels that this is not good for Yin Shang, so he has a mind that he shouldn't have, and the crime deserves death, but the emperor Mingjian, the minister definitely has no disloyalty, everything is for the future of Guzhu!" ”

"Da Wu thinks that I am not as good as you when I sit in this position?" Wang Xu sneered.

The corners of Mo Kui's mouth twitched, and his originally excited expression became gray again, "The criminal minister has indeed had such a delusion, please give the emperor death." ”

"Why? Is Guzhu now not rich in the country, or is the people insufficient? Wang Xu frowned and wondered.

"Lone bamboo should be richer and more abundant." Mo Kui raised his head and looked at Wang Xu with burning eyes, "100,000 slaves, trained into 100,000 divine slaves, I dare not guarantee that I can help the emperor chase the Central Plains and restore the prestige of Yin Shang, but when it comes to Liaodong, whether it is Donghu or Su Shen, the minister feels that he can turn into a lonely bamboo slave, and wait until he rules the barbarian department of Liaodong, cultivates for a year, and returns to the Central Plains. ”

Wang Xu blinked and chuckled, "You are so calculating, you feel that you can overthrow Great Qin in two years?" Restoring Yin Shang? Why don't you elaborate? ”

"The combat effectiveness of the god slave has been seen by the emperor, no longer repeated, four months is enough time to train a sick and dead slave into a god slave, and then cooperate with the emperor's divine soldiers, along the way to fight to feed the war, the god slave will only be more and more, the emperor said that Liaodong may have a million people, then ten save one, when the time comes 100,000 god slaves in hand, there may be more female slaves, female slaves as sacrifices, wartime vanguards, even in the face of hundreds of thousands of Qin soldiers, there is still a battle force, heavy damage to the Qin soldiers, as long as the Central Plains is stabilized, with the emperor's grace, it is enough to hold, the speed of our reply must be faster than that of the Qin people, kill the enemy all the way, and raise slaves all the way! When Mo Kui said this, he did not look like a patient with a severe cold who was about to burn to death, and his expression was as fierce as a beast.

Wang Xu was terrified when he heard this, and seemed to see the battlefield in the Xia, Shang and Zhou periods, which was the tragedy of He De.

It is no longer possible to describe the thoughts of a person like Mo Kui.

It is a nation made of the flesh and blood of iniquity.

Wang Xu frowned and shook his head, shook off the terrible thoughts in his mind, looked at Mo Kui with deep eyes, and asked softly, "For you, what is Yin Shang, or rather, Guzhu?" ”

It just so happened that a thunderbolt outside the hall split through the darkness, as if it had struck Mo Kui, making him stunned and stiff.

"The ancestor of Yin Shang, if you knew that you had become like this, you must be very remorseful." Wang Xu sighed lightly and said, "Although the glory of Yin Shang is based on the flesh and blood of slaves, but at least there is a bottom line, the fall of Yin Shang has taught the ancestors a lesson, realizing that this kind of glory can not last long, you are not recovering the country, it is more like exterminating the clan, think about it, if future generations hear such a story of recovering the country, then what do you think they will use when they are fighting for power?" ”

Mo Kui's pupils widened suddenly, and he held his breath.

"Maybe your ancestors think that these barbarians and Di people in Liaodong are not Yin merchants, you think you are worthy of your ancestors, but you are ashamed of your descendants." Wang Xu's eyes were full of disappointment, and he waved his sleeves to blow away the charcoal ash in the fire, making the fire more vigorous, "You see, the charcoal fire seems to be more vigorous, but in fact, how long can it burn?" ”

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xu threw a few more charcoal into it, extinguishing the vigorous fire for a few minutes, "Now it seems that the furnace fire is dim, but after a while, you will find out how vigorously it burns." ”

Mo Kui sat slumped on the ground, staring at the charcoal in the charcoal stove, watching the charcoal burning below gradually ignite the new charcoal above, and the fire seemed to be really getting stronger and stronger.

"When you slaughter the world with divine slaves, the world will also slaughter you with divine slaves, they are not weapons for recovering the country, they are self-destructive soldiers." Wang Xu sighed deeply, "And those newborns who have inherited our will and morality are the foundation of our restoration." ”

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs; The saints are unkind, and they use the people as dogs. You are neither heaven nor earth, nor saint, and when you look like a dog, you are a demon, doomed to perish. ”

After speaking, Wang Xu put a 'elixir' on the ground, and looked deeply at Mo Kui, who was staring at the charcoal furnace in despair, "But in your heart for Yin Shang's affection, your sins, I forgive you, but punish you for cultivating in the temple, and your Great Witch Elder Group together, when to carve the "Temple" all over the Chaoge Mountains, when to exempt from punishment, except for major sacrifices, you are not allowed to participate in government affairs, the gods and slaves are handed over to the commander of Mo Lian, Chaoge City, I will take over." ”

Mo Kui struggled to get up, knelt as far as he could, kowtowed respectfully to Wang Xu, and said sadly, "Thank you for your forgiveness, thank you for Emperor Ze!" ”

"Rest well." The corners of Wang Xu's mouth moved, and finally threw down a sentence.

"The Great!" Mo Kui suddenly shouted at Wang Xu.

Wang Xu raised his eyebrows slightly and did not turn around.

"Tu Tan, he actually ....." Before Mo Kui finished speaking, several thunder and torrential rains sounded outside, interrupting his words.

Wang Xu frowned slightly, and stopped Mo Kui, "Okay, you can rest well." ”

Mo Kui watched Wang Xu's back disappear from sight in a daze, and then tremblingly picked up the 'elixir' on the ground, tore open the candy paper, and put it in his mouth.

After an indescribable sweetness melted in his mouth, Mo Kui's withered old face seemed to be rejuvenated, and the tears flowing from his eyes moistened his skin like spring water.

"Who says there is no true God in the world? Teacher, you deceived me so badly! ”