Volume 1 The Years of the Mountain City Chapter 58 The Mountain Rain Comes
Is it going to rain?
The air was damp, standing on this small two-story building in the back mountain, looking at the sky like the bottom of a huge pot, dark and gloomy, the air around me seemed to be frozen, only the occasional call of birds and insects could be heard.
Since he was a child, Ling Lang has liked rainy days, especially when he was in the old house, lying on the wooden shed on the second floor, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the tiled roof. When it rains, the world is very quiet, and people seem to stop all their work and quietly listen to the sound of the rain.
And now his surroundings are also very quiet, except for a few street lamps, there is no human figure in sight, and the wind and rain in the mountains are coming.
The air began to tremble, and a blinding bolt of lightning tore through the evening sky, and the explosion was deafening and reverberated through the valley.
The rain in the mountains, always accompanied by the wind, does not fall slanting as usual. didn't overdo it, and the raindrops the size of soybeans spilled down, and they became denser and more urgent. Lightning, thunder, and pouring rain came in an instant. It was as if the sea had fallen from the sky, and everything on earth was trembling in the torrential rain. The flood water in the mountains passed by both sides of the small building, and where it flowed, it carried mud, sand, and dead branches and leaves. The lightning reflected the rain mist formed by the heavy rain, and the air inhaled into the nostrils turned into cool water.
The wind rolls the clouds, the rain rides the wind, and the whole sky is like a big stage for singing, coming and going.
There is rain in the mountains of Lingnan in China, and somewhere in the west of the world, it is already night, and it is also raining heavily. Lightning is like a hook, as if it descended from the highest point of the heavens, and it was to be split into the ears of passers-by.
It was a remote manor house with a white house with lights shining on the grass in front of the house with a gravel path in the middle.
On the road walked a man, draped in a wide black cloak. The rain was so heavy that this person didn't have an umbrella. No one could see her face clearly, her head was covered by a cloak and a black cloth that covered her entire face. can only know from the small figure that this is a woman.
The road branched off in front of the white house, and the road was smaller and wet. The cloak was long and stretched on the road, and the woman seemed to be completely unaware of it, walking step by step, without hurry, and the distance between each footstep seemed to have been measured in advance, no more, no less, the same size.
At the end of the path was a small wooden house, or rather a chapel, with two pews and an altar on which was a Bible and a white cloth covering a square object. On the wall in front of the altar is a wooden cross the size of a child's outstretched arms. On either side of the cross, two brass oil lamps hung with a dim glow.
"Crackling ......", a bolt of lightning lit up the entire sky and earth as the cloak woman was about to enter the door. Through the miserable white thunder light, you can see that next to the cabin, there is actually a tomb, from near to far, erected countless tombstones, densely packed, no end can be seen, I don't know how many.
The rain on the cloak woman's clothes was dripping, ticking, dripping on the floor, and in the quiet of the room, it was very clear. She stretched out her pale right hand, placed it on the Bible, about three breaths, and took it away.
With a "rattle...... sound, the altar moved towards the wall in front of it, revealing a deep hole in the ground.
Along the circular staircase, the cloaked woman descended the steps. The water stains followed her steps, behind her, in a line, wet all the way.
The basement was not low, but it was not large, and there was no electric light, and there was an oil lamp at each of the four corners, and two candlesticks were lit on the oval wooden table in the middle. The whole basement is drowsy and depressing.
There were already five people sitting at the round table, all dressed in wide black robes, and their faces were also wrapped in black scarves.
Sitting at the very back of the table, in the middle was a tall and thin figure, with an eye pattern embroidered on the black robe surrounded by triangles and light, after seeing the cloak woman enter. With a singular rhyme, it makes a sound, which is a language that ordinary people completely cannot understand, or "the language of God".
"Here, sit down. ”
The woman in the cloak bowed her head, still did not speak, pulled out the chair to the left of the tall and thin black-robed man's head, and sat down.
Across from the cloak sat a tall black-robed man with an oval statue of the Virgin on his chest. Seeing the cloak woman wet, he frowned, as if disgusted, but did not speak.
At the foot of the tall black-robed man sat two people, one slightly fatter and the other a little thinner, both with crosses on their chests. But one of them has a cross with the image of Jesus, and the other does not.
In the lower head of the cloak woman, judging by the wrinkles on his forehead, it should be an old man, with layers of black turbans wrapped around his head, and an Aum symbol on his black robe. The last three people all nodded to the cloaked woman.
"Alright, everyone is here, let's get started. The tall, thin black-robed man at the front gestured.
The tall black-robed man on the right glanced at the still empty chair next to the old man in the turban, frowned again, and said.
"Isn't there anyone who hasn't arrived?"
"They said they wouldn't be attending the oracle meeting this time. The tall and thin man's voice was flat, but he could still feel a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Bang ......", the tall black-robed man on the right slapped the table and said a little angrily.
"What, do you want to stay out of the way, or do you want to do something?"
The thinner black robe on the right side smiled and said sadly.
"I have long said that there and the east there, usually eyebrows, I guess I don't know secretly, there is already an agreement. ”
"Hmm, they dare. The tall black-robed man had a hint of anger and disdain in his tone.
"They dare, if the East side is willing to pay a sufficient price. The slightly obese black-robed man seemed to support the thin black-robed man's opinion, but his voice was flat and without a little wave. The woman in the cloak still did not speak, but the old man with the turban looked up at her, then lowered his head again, and did not speak.
"Okay, these things that have not been confirmed are not within the scope of discussion at this meeting of the divine envoys, and how to decide there, it is up to them to negotiate. The tall, thin black-robed man at the front waved his hand to stop the topic. Seeing him speak, for a while, no one in the basement said anything, and they were thinking about their own thoughts.
Seeing that the atmosphere was cold and embarrassing, the tall thin black-robed man in the middle had no choice but to speak first.
"The purpose of summoning everyone here this time must be very clear to everyone. Recently, the organization in the East has been frantically searching for what we left behind, and three of the seven Soul Eater Mirrors have been destroyed, although it has nothing to do with the overall situation for the time being, but after all, it is important and prepared. The fear is that the organization will intensify and destroy more of our layout. It must be contained. All of you here are people who have received oracles, so let's talk about your attitudes above or what countermeasures you have. ”
"Millions of years ago, our western gods discovered this star field, but it was robbed by the east, especially in the last few thousand years, to the extreme. Fortunately, after the battle of the gods, we slowly regained the initiative, but we also suffered great damage to each other, Ragnarok. In particular, the destruction of this star field has reached an unbelievable level, which is not what the gods want. So later, the gods of the West and the East set the rules, and the gods above the Six Realms could not directly attack. can only find an agent in the center of this star field to compete for the luck of this star field, and finally decide who is the protagonist here. For tens of thousands of years, although we have a lot of six-sided layouts, they have also been slowly detected and broken by the people there. In recent decades, if that organization didn't know what to plan, it gradually expanded its power, and even began to cultivate side branches and absorb those who had potential soul bodies. The slightly obese black-robed man seemed to be just telling a story, and there was still no emotion in his voice.
"Even if those layouts are broken, we should not be afraid of that organization if we unite with the six parties. The thin black-robed man next to him seemed to respond a little puzzled.
"Hmph, I'm afraid there will only be five parties soon. The tall black-robed man on the right snorted coldly.
"No, although I said that there was collusion between the two sides, at most it was against the yang and the yin, and it should not dare to be so blatant. The thin black robe was a little stunned, and couldn't help but retort.
"There are seven holy thrones in the East. The old man with a turban who had also said nothing before suddenly raised his head and said this.
"What?"
Except for the woman in the cloak, who seemed to know something, the other four people all exclaimed.
"Divine Envoy of Kuxian, where did you learn about this? The tall and thin black-robed man in the middle looked at the old man with a turban in his eyes, hoping that he could explain clearly.
The old man with the turban looked at the four people, lowered his head again, and half-squinted his eyes, as if he had recited the teachings of the mantra before speaking.
"An oracle conveyed by our Most High God. ”
"This, this, how is it possible? It can't be. Damn, the supreme god of our Western Seven Realms is already slightly inferior. If it weren't for the internal division of the six in the east, and there was a moral gap between each other, this star field would still be in the hands of the east. I understand, I understand, no wonder a small star field can cause a dispute among the gods, but I thought it was just a moral conflict between the gods. It turns out that the center of this star field is the place where the seventh Christmas in the East was born. The thin black-robed man suddenly realized, and there was even a layer of sweat on his forehead. The fat black-robed man next to him turned his head to look at him, then turned around again, and did not speak.
The tall black-robed man on the left seemed to have been looking at the cloak woman unpleasantly, and frowned at her and asked.
"Shadow Queen, you seem to know about this for a long time, don't you?"
Hearing this question, even the tall and thin black-robed man looked sideways at the cloak woman.
"We God the Father are always on God's side. The woman in the cloak said this, and was silent again.