After a period of uproar, the believers naturally showed even more fanatical expressions, and the excitement and awe on their faces were overflowing.

Especially those believers who seem to be new to the gang are especially excited.

They had come for the sake of Harumi Shirakawa and the Gray Feather God, but now that they realized that such a powerful deity might be watching them from somewhere, how could they not be excited?

I'm afraid that in their hearts, there are also some thoughts in them that want to see the power of this alien god.

It was another "bang-la-la-la" sound of a large number of kneeling down.

Even the four sturdy black-robed men carrying the weak monster worms knelt down on one knee to show their respect for him.

It's just this posture that looks a little weird.

And from the perspective of Shirakawa Haru at this time, such a top-down overlook, the scene in front of him can also be described as "spectacular".

When one person, ten people, or dozens of people kneel down in front of you together, you may not feel anything, but if hundreds of people make such a move at the same time, even Bai Chuanqing will be a little shocked in his heart.

The existence of quantity, once it reaches a certain level, will have an indescribable beauty.

Seeing such a large area of black-robed people under him, he knelt down in unison, as if a dark cloud had surrendered in front of him.

Even if Shirakawa Harushi didn't really have much sense of identity with this god, at this moment, he seemed to have really become the high-minded being, looking at his followers indifferently and indifferently.

After a brief distraction, Bai Chuanqing's gaze fell on the old man with white eyes again.

At this time, he was holding his head high, looking into the dark night, with a reverent and respectful expression.

Of course, the most obvious thing is the frenzy that is like a flame, like the bright moon in the night sky, extremely conspicuous and dazzling.

Shirakawa Harushi could vaguely perceive that he didn't actually see his existence, but he was "aware" of his arrival.

This statement is quite mysterious, but to put it bluntly, it is equivalent to the fact that there seems to be a special connection between this aging blind believer and Bai Chuanqing.

Bai Chuanqing could feel this connection, it was not close, it was not as close as Selena's relationship with him, but compared to other believers, it was still much closer.

So much so that if Shirakawa Haru was observing them, he would be aware of it.

Strange to say, Bai Chuanqing didn't realize that he had such a connection with this person in his previous dreams today, but he didn't realize it until he deliberately paid attention to the other party today.

But......

Also before today, in Bai Chuanqing's memory, he didn't have the slightest impression of this blind man, at most he only knew that this was the leader of his disciples.

So, when did he establish this weird connection with the other party?

This feeling is indescribably awkward.

Thinking intellectually, the other party is obviously the leader of the believers, and this subtle connection, from his performance for so long, it seems that it can be seen-

The other party is a believer who is so devout that he can no longer be religious, and there is no problem in being called a "fanatical believer".

From the perspective of a deity, isn't it true that there are more fanatical believers like this, the better?

Shouldn't Shirakawa have trusted him and been grateful for what he has done for him?

But in Bai Chuanqing's heart, he had a very inexplicable disgust for him, as if the other party still had some kind of threat to him.

These two completely different judgments, even Shirakawa Harushi himself does not know which one is correct.

He didn't understand the reason behind this for a while, and for now, these believers couldn't bring some negative influence to themselves.

Right now, Bai Chuanqing didn't do anything, but just put this vigilance against this old blind man in his heart.

Next, looking at the believers in front of him who seemed to be expecting something, Shirakawa Harushi didn't do anything.

Just silently stood from his point of view and looked down on everyone.

Or else?

Do you appear before people and show your strength before them?

Where is it necessary for Shirakawa Harushi to do this.

As a deity, do you still need to prove yourself to your followers? That's what makes a snake a snake!

In the subconscious of Haruru Shirakawa now, this is the thought..... A god is a god not because he appears to men, but because he is meant to be!

In other words, where do the real gods need believers, but believers need to have the existence of gods, right?

Bai Chuanqing didn't know why he thought like this, but at this time, he did think so.

So, he just stared at the crowd below, without any indication, like a dark night.

And the believers, after waiting for a moment without seeing any signs of manifestation, still fell to their knees as a sign of respect.

Even a little questioning and questioning, such as "Has He really come?" None of these words came up.

However, some of the new members were a little disappointed.

In fact, one thing can be seen from this - that is, the vast majority of these believers have no doubt about the blind old man's words.

He said, "He is watching us," and the believers believed it without any suspicion and fell to their knees very neatly.

This may be because no one would tell such a lie on such an important occasion, but it still shows people's trust in him.

The prestige of the other party among the believers has also reached a considerable level.

The white-eyed old man also did not react to Bai Chuanqing's lack of response, but continued to stand up, walking towards the altar at the highest place one by one.

Silent and silent.

The action itself contains power.

Shirakawa Qing stared silently, watching the man step by step from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the old man's forehead already had a big gap.

Bright red blood slowly seeped out of it, stained with dust, and flowed downward, mixed with sweat.

The already aging face looks a little pale under the dual effect of exhaustion and wounds, there are some beads of sweat on the sideburns, and the wrinkles are deeper out of thin air, in short, the whole person seems to be more than ten years old.

This is also a natural thing, such a long mountain road, every step has to kneel, lean over and use the forehead to touch the steps, even if it is not a kowtow, the forehead has naturally been worn out a long time ago.

What's more, this in itself is a very physically demanding thing, even if it is a sturdy adult, it is estimated that he will be tired and half dead when walking down such a road.

Isn't this blind old man tired?

The answer, of course, was no, both his breathing and his sluggish movements, which showed that he was almost exhausted!

It seems like it will fall at any moment.

This appearance looked rather embarrassed and miserable, but he himself seemed to be unconscious, and the expression on his face was very indifferent, and there was nothing but fanatical faith.

And it is this belief that has allowed him to persist until now.

Seeing the blind old man behaving like this, Bai Chuanqing couldn't help but be stunned, so much so that he began to wonder if his vigilance against him was a little too unreasonable.

But at this time, he noticed that many believers under the mountain were also amazed by his behavior for a while—this kind of thing can only be done by extremely pious and fanatical people! Worthy of their bishop!

It also produced a kind of awe and worship, which was somewhat similar to the emotion towards Shirakawa Haru.

At this time, Shirakawa Qing was thoughtful, and roughly felt some of the reasons for his dislike of him.

The old man was still chanting Shirakawa Haru's name, and finally put the strange big insect on the altar.

A vague response came, and a blood-colored light flashed across the altar.

When the red light faded, the sacrifice on the altar disappeared without a trace.

The believers bowed and worshiped again, showing a look of excitement and joy for this.

The picture in front of Shirakawa Haru's eyes gradually began to blur, and he knew that this dream was probably over, but at the end, he took a deep look at the blind and aging man.

The other party seemed to notice it, and slowly raised his head, revealing a smile that he didn't know what it meant......

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Bai Chuanqing opened his eyes, but in a trance, he was stunned to find that the ceiling above his head was different from usual.

"Huh?"

This alone immediately made Bai Chuanqing raise his vigilance, and his heart sank.

What happened? Over here..... Where? 】

He had just had such a thought, and realized that although the environment here looked a little unfamiliar at first glance, if he recalled it carefully, Bai Chuanqing immediately recalled it, isn't this ..... In your previous life, your own home?!

This kind of thing, Bai Chuanqing still won't admit it.

In his previous life, even if he did not marry a wife and have children, he still relied on his own hard work to buy his own house, although it was only a down payment, and he had to repay the mortgage for a long time, but after all, this was his own property, and he did it alone to decorate or something.

Where would he admit his mistake now?

The curtains that let in a little morning light and not have very good light transmittance, the bedside table that looked brand new because he hadn't used it much at all, and the familiar sheets, weren't they all pictures that only existed in his memory?

Bai Chuanqing's hand subconsciously groped towards the side of the bed, and it was a cold and hard thing to get into, but it could not help but make people feel at ease for a while.

- It was the phone that was placed next to the bed.

Most modern people have such a habit, cultivate immortals until late at night until they can't stand it anymore, put the mobile phone next to the pillow, and when they wake up in the morning, the first thing to reach out and grope for must be it, if they don't find it, I'm afraid they will be flustered until they get up from the bed all of a sudden.

A certain meter 6 clearly shows the current time.

March 7, 2020, 7:13.

The date is the last day in the memory of Harukawa Shirakawa's previous life.

"It's ......"

Shirakawa Harukawa showed a slightly confused look, silently opened the phone with her fingerprint, and turned on the front camera of the phone.

Just as he thought, the face that appeared on the camera was him in his previous life.

[Is this also a dream?] 】

[Still...... Anything else? 】

Shirakawa Harukawa thought of the change in red, and probably realized that it had something to do with this matter.

[Is she the one who brings back my deepest memories? 】

He guessed, but he was still a little confused.

There is no other reason, this dream at the moment is too real.

It's so real that it's hard to see as a dream.

Bai Chuanqing glanced at his address book, but found a person's name in it - Chen Li.

In his previous life, Bai Chuanqing's parents died very early, and he broke up with his ex-girlfriend a long time ago, if you really want to say that he cares about anyone, the only one is probably this friend who grew up together since childhood.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Chuanqing still pressed the dial button, probably out of a very complicated psychology, right?

To be honest, when he first woke up in his memory, he actually didn't have any nostalgia for many things in his previous life, only a special idea for this friend.

"Toot-toot-"

The busy tone of the phone rang slowly and prolongedly.

This makes the wait seem even longer.

Bai Chuanqing was a little uneasy, and then a little disappointed, and sure enough, ..... Even if you want to hear this friend's voice in your dreams, can't you?

"Hey—"

A long, languid, sleepy voice rang out.

"Lao Bai, do you have nothing to do when you are full, why do you call me so early in the morning! If you don't have an explanation, you'll be treated next time we meet! ”

Obviously with some anger and reproach, Bai Chuanqing was inexplicably touched at this moment.

I haven't heard this name for a long time.....

Harukawa Shirakawa is called "Old White", but it's not for nothing.

In Japan, this name is quite normal, but if it is placed in the country of flowers, the three words "Shirakawa Haru" are always a little weird, compared to the surname "Haku" and the name "Kawaharu", it is more like the surname "Shirakawa" and the name "Haru", which is always like the name of Japan.

So when I was a child, I was excluded and bullied for this reason, but Chen Li didn't care much about it, and shouted "Lao Bai" and "Lao Bai" all day long, which can be regarded as one of the reasons why they can become friends.

"Huh? Why don't you speak? ”

"You kid shouldn't have finally gotten off the list, right? To get revenge for calling you early in the morning when I found the female ticket!? ”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect you, Lao Bai, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, you are so careful!"

"Come, let me see what my daughter-in-law looks like!"

The more Chen Li talked, the more arrogant he became-it was common for brothers to regard each other as each other's fathers.

"!"

Bai Chuanqing finally couldn't help but laugh and scold, he thought he had a lot to say, but at this time, he didn't know what to say.

"What the hell is going on!"

The other end of the phone seemed to notice that Bai Chuanqing's tone was a little abnormal, and said a little seriously.

"If you want to borrow money, I only have 50,000!"

"It's not like that......"

Bai Chuanqing sighed slightly, and finally just said, "Take care....."

"Clam ??!"

"Ding!"

Just when Chen Li was puzzled, Bai Chuanqing heard the sound of mail delivery ringing from his mobile phone.

“...... Well? ”

The title of the email is a string of garbled characters, and if a normal person sees it, they will definitely not care about it, but the ghost makes the god worse, and Bai Chuanqing clicked on it......

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