The true god of the desert country is called Molata, and legend has it that Molatta knows everything, is omnipotent, and controls the joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows of mortals, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Only believers who sincerely believe in the true god Marata will have the opportunity to be blessed by Him, who will grant him endless wealth, strong physique, great strength, and even a longer life than ordinary people.

In recent years, there have been more and more legends of the apparitions of true gods in the desert realm, especially King Turisi, who, after he was suddenly cured from a serious illness, worshipped Morada as the only true god in the entire desert realm.

If there is no angel of Moroda involved, no one will believe it.

This also made the people living in the desert more and more devout in their belief in the true god of Moroda.

"As long as I believe in the true God for a long time, sooner or later the true God will be able to see my sincerity and bless me!"

They think so.

And how the true god Moroda will rule the entire desert kingdom without being mortal himself, the believers have to mention his minions: the oracles.

There is indeed a cultivation system in this world at the moment, but it is not called a cultivator, but a "servant of the gods".

Those who serve the true God call themselves oracles of God.

Legend has it that only those who have been blessed by the true god Morada are qualified to become oracles, live in a golden temple, and serve the true god forever.

The oracle does not intervene in the imperial power, does not charge the believers the slightest fee for incense, and the source of their livelihood comes from the desert.

The king ruled over the commoners and the inhabited land, and the temple ruled over all the trade routes of the entire desert.

These envoys spend most of their time in the high Golden Temple, and every caravan that returns to the city via the trade route will voluntarily hand over a portion of their goods to the temple, and the rest will be their own.

Even if the caravan is killed by robbers on the trade routes, it is because the true God wants to wash away the sins of his past lives, and after the sins are washed away, he will have a rich and happy future life.

The lower emissaries are not eligible to reside in the temple and are obliged to return to the world to preach for the true gods, while the middle emissaries must guard the temple at all times and cannot immediately go to the temple without the permission of the priest.

Those who come and go freely are only the messengers of God.

They sometimes leave the temple and wander from place to place, looking for gifted young children to carry on their mantle.

As for those mortals who are not gifted, it is not impossible to enter the Golden Temple to learn divine arts, but they must pay thousands of expensive tuition fees for this, and they can only learn the most basic divine arts as a registered disciple.

There are thousands of people who want to learn divine arts from the divine envoys, but the students who can really afford the sky-high tuition fees and can successfully enter the Golden Temple to learn divine arts are either rich or expensive.

They were either born into wealthy families or from royal lords.

Some people spend their lives for a gold grunt, and some people sell their ancestral business and go bankrupt, just to be able to send their children to the temple.

After these children enter the temple, they can cultivate for at least ten years, during which they cannot leave the Golden Temple, they cannot visit their parents, they can only practice diligently, and serve the true god devoutly.

During the ten-year period, the oracles will teach them culture, knowledge, etiquette, and the coveted art of serving the gods.

There are four levels of acolytes, the lower acolyte, the middle acolyte, the upper acolyte, and the highest priest.

The divine arts are very extraordinary, even if the student's qualifications are poor, the lower god who has only cultivated to the lowest stage in the past ten years can still strengthen his body and obtain a lifespan of thirty or forty years that is greater than that of ordinary people, and even with the strength of one enemy and five!

Five here refers to five strong samurai!

Most of the students can only study in the temple for ten years, because if they can't break through to the next acolyte for ten years, they will have to leave the temple and return to the world.

Even so, these lower acolytes who came out of the temple were still respected and sought after by the people, and some became the leaders of the caravanserais.

Some were recruited by the king and became the leaders of the army, such as the leader of the soldiers that Wen Shu had met before.

Some of them became robbers in the desert in a fit of anger because of their family downfall, such as the great Desert Eagle Lord Gali, who was a median divine envoy, but turned his back on the true god and left the Golden Temple without authorization and became a bandit, and the city wall of the West City still has a notice to capture Gali, and the bounty is 5,000 gold gollum.

Although the bonus is very attractive, it also has to be spent, right?

How strong the afterburner is, the accumulation of white bones buried under the desert is enough to prove.

Ten years have passed, and the original white paper has been yellowed and broken because of the years, but no one can remove this notice.

The above is the conclusion that Wen Shu came to after inquiring about some information from Gesang Ma and combining his own guesses.

This information is not a secret, as long as you stay in Agra for a long time, you will naturally be able to hear about it.

Therefore, seeing that Wen Shu was curious about these things, Gesang Ma was also happy to smile and say that he had betrayed her a favor.

Wen Shu was curious about the thief Gali, but she would not be stupid enough to ask Gesang Ma about her relationship with Gali, she politely thanked Gesang Ma and went to the kitchen to make lunch.

Lunch is simple, put in a pot, add water, cook, and that's it.

After that, the three of them enjoyed lunch together on the table: a small potato, and a cup of hot water.

The weird place is here.

Although she knew that Gesangma was harsh and stingy, Gesanma herself did not make anything special during the meal, like Wen Shu and Arthur, she ate the small potatoes on the plate, drank the hot water, and then picked up the delicate embroidered handkerchief and wiped her mouth.

She stood up and said softly to Wen Shu and Arthur:

"Thea, Arthur, I'm going out now, you two stay in the store obediently, especially Arthur, you can't run out and make trouble for me again! If you're really bored, go clean up the kitchen! As for Thea, you can rest and let Arthur tell you about Agra's customs...... Goodbye babies, I'll be back on time before the store opens in the evening. ”

Kelsang Ma cut the flowery hairstyle on his head, twisted his bewitching buttocks and went out the door, leaving Wen Shu and Arthur in the tavern.

Arthur doesn't like Wen Shu.

Ever since the girl named Thea came to Kelsang Ma's tavern yesterday evening, Aunt Kelsang Ma had clearly shown her preference, although this Thea was indeed very quick in her work, and her movements were quick but never wrong...... Arthur shook his head and decided to ignore her all day.

"Are you Arthur?"

Just as he was about to go back to the kitchen to get some sleep, Arthur was stopped by Wen Shu.

"What's the matter?" said Arthur, a little impatient.

"I didn't eat enough just now, Hodge left me some money before leaving, can I invite you to dinner?"

Arthur subconsciously refused, but his stomach gurgled uncontrollably.

Since his parents died, he was sold to Kelsang Ma by his own aunt, and he has not had a full meal.

Gesang Ma is usually a good person, and he has never beaten and scolded him, but he is too stingy, except for potatoes at noon, he can only rely on the leftovers from the guests every night.

There was a fight between the stomach and the brain, and finally Arthur looked at Wen Shu's thin and yellow face, and rejected the temptation with difficulty:

"You don't have to take me, then...... After all, it was Hodge who gave you the money to press the bottom of the box, and there are often not enough to eat here, so you'd better save some, and you can't stand it when you're really hungry and go to buy food. ”