"Wow, the Great Demon God of the Demon Realm is so strong, so powerful." Huang Si reads the ready-made lines dryly to Dongyao, but he has no professionalism in the performance.

He's just testing his empathy skills, and since these people have bad mouths, let's test them a little longer.

It turns out that empathy skills can not only empathize, but also increase empathy, which is quite easy to use.

Seeing Huang Si deliberately reciting his lines seriously, Dongyao almost laughed, Father God just likes to joke very much.

After a while, Huang Si had enough of playing and stopped the mental storm.

But the human race of the Demon Sect has not yet relieved its breath, although it is no longer invaded by fear, but its reason has basically disappeared, and it can only continue to lie on the ground and tremble slightly.

Only the three people who were okay at the beginning, they were just the eye of the storm and did not experience the enhanced fear.

"Great Demon God, please spare us, they only question the Great Demon God's incomparable faith." Seeing that only the three of them could move, the three of them immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately.

The other people of the Demon Sect slowly regained some consciousness, and they only then understood one thing, some people, some things, that could not be questioned.

The consequences of questioning are beyond their reach.

"Spared? Yes. ”

The entire Demon Sect compound made a loud noise, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

All the buildings, including the altars and golems, were completely shattered to dust.

"Who gave you the right to fantasize about the image of the Great Demon God?"

"From now on, whether it is the Demon Sect or any other thing that believes in the Great Demon God, it is forbidden to worship me as an idol."

The fine dust was blown up by the air current, covering the faces of the people in the Demon Sect.

Huang Si's voice coldly warned:

"Whoever makes an idol which I hate will be cursed by the demon god in whatever way, even if it is set up in secret."

When the dust and mist cleared, everyone came back to their senses, only to find that there was an extra stone tablet in the courtyard.

And the stele is engraved with the sentence just now.

The two of them just now are long gone.

The people of the Demon Sect, who were still arguing with each other before, were already trembling and knelt on the ground in panic.

They angered the demon gods.

The Demon God doesn't need his statue.

They will spend their lives atoning for their sins and preaching the word of the demon gods.

Thou shalt not worship idols.

Cursed are the ones who make idols.

On the way back, Dongyao was thoughtful.

"God forbade them to worship idolatry, but this is not the style of primitive human religion. Perhaps, the worship of demon gods will form a more advanced form of religion. Dongyao speculated.

"Maybe. But it doesn't matter. ”

"Humans have always thought that they are important to the gods, but why do true gods need human offerings? Humans are always full of illusions about the gods and know nothing about the real gods. ”

……

After Huang Si returned to the realm with Dongyao, he called the artificial intelligence for a meeting.

Huang Si's idea is that if the human race wants to cultivate non-tabula rasa, it must first start with cultural popularization.

Nowadays, the Terrans do not pay much attention to cultural learning, and this atmosphere needs to be changed.

After the meeting, Huang Si took Nanyang and Zhongyin away.

"This is the material you will learn in the past two years." Huang Si passed a lot of information to the two of them through the Internet. Among them, there is inventory in the hard disk, there are also small Terran materials that can be collected and summarized, and there are textbooks written by Huang Si himself.

Both of them are interested in Terran culture, and their level is relatively high.

Two years later.

In the south of Yaguo, on the outskirts of Zishui City.

Next to the field, there is a very old stone house, and some farm tools are placed outside the stone house.

Although the house is old, it is very clean, and you can see the care of the owner.

"Teacher Ge, Teacher Ge! Come out! Someone is looking for you! ”

A young man dressed in gray-blue cloth hurriedly rushed into the house, the room was dimly lit, he didn't see any of it, and almost tripped over the bamboo slips on the ground.

The room was very large, and it was filled with all kinds of bamboo slips, bark, cloth, and leather rolls, and they were piled up.

And in the middle of these things, a middle-aged man is sitting on the ground, holding a pen in his hand.

Ge Shi raised his head with a bit of reproach in his eyes, "Ayu, you are reckless again." As someone who learns from me, you should follow the ancient rites in everything you do. ”

The young man jumped to his feet and said, "Teacher, now is not the time to talk about ancient rites, teacher, your chance has come!" You'll finally be able to make your mark! ”

Ge Shi heard this, but he was not touched in the slightest, "Don't worry, speak slowly." ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to continue writing.

The young man hurriedly said, "Teacher, that person is waiting for you outside!" Stop writing! ”

Ge Shi slowly wrote on the bamboo slips. His strokes are thin, but they are full of sharpness.

He said unhurriedly, "So what? Most of them still have a request for me, right? What can I give him? At most, it's just a bunch of jerky and begging me to accept my children or something, but now, what's the use of teaching ancient rituals, and what's the benefit of studying history books? Alas, in today's world, money and power are the most important. ”

After hearing this, the young man jumped directly from among the things piled up on the ground and grabbed Ge She's hand, "Teacher, really, come with me, because the person who came to you may lack anything else, but there is no shortage of money!" ”

Ge Shi put down the pen and was dragged out of the room by the young man, he looked incredulous, "Not lacking?" Is there anyone who is not short of money? Ha, I'm afraid it's not you, the kid, who has deceived people again. ”

However, when Ge Shi really saw the person who came to him, he was stunned.

Because the person who came was not the nouveau riche he imagined, or rather, half of them were not.

It was two people who came to him.

One of them was tall and handsome, and he was very impressed at first glance, and he was about 20 years old, just a young man. It is also the style that ordinary nobles often wear, but the workmanship and material are obviously excellent. Although he is young, Ge Shi always feels that he seems to have a very special temperament on his body, which will not exist unless he has accumulated over the years. And looking at his calm and solemn face, he must not be an ordinary person, that kind of feeling may only be cultivated by a very high status.

It seems that this person should be looking for him, no wonder Ah Yu is so impatient, it seems that he is really not an ordinary person.

Another person...... It's weird. Ge Shi pondered, this person was ordinary in appearance and ordinary in height, but it was very eye-catching at first glance, because he revealed the aura of a newly rich man who had just risen up and down, and he wore a nickname hat inlaid with large gems on his head, and a very gorgeous, shiny embroidered robe. The robe, Ge Shi could see at a glance that it was the craftsmanship of the embroidery girl south of Surabaya, only the woman over there inherited the embroidery skills handed down from the Dragon Kingdom, the stitches were extremely fine, and the embroidered flowers, plants, birds and beasts were also lifelike.

It's just this embroidery thread......

Ge Shi couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "How did you embroider gold and silver on your clothes?" ”

Because the man in front of him was wearing an embroidered robe mixed with gold and silver silk threads!

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