Anfei said that there is really no fun in this world, and the social exhibition cannot be compensated by the whims of one or some people, and no more unusual taverns are not as good as modern nightclubs, and the stories told by talented bards are not as good as movies and television, and the only thing that can make Anfei look at it a few more times is perhaps the elf with pointed ears and a slender body. [No pop-up novel network]

The so-called shopping refers to constantly looking for things that interest them, and then turning those things into their own within the scope of their financial ability, but Punk City is not their home, and Niya has to give up a lot of favorite things and only buy some gadgets that are easy to carry around.

When the pedestrians on the street gradually became scarce and the night became thicker and thicker, An Fei and the others walked out of a ready-to-wear store, Niya was still looking back reluctantly, and An Fei had already said that this time they were the last stop, but Niya felt that she had not had enough shopping.

At the end of the street, there was a sudden burst of firelight, and countless people were holding torches and walking slowly to this side, and there were female voices singing ancient songs, An Fei was stunned, and stretched out his arm to block Niya.

Behind her, there was a strained wheezing sound, and the owner of the ready-to-wear store, a middle-aged woman, struggled to drag a box about one and a half meters long and rubbed outward, strangely beside her, there were two children standing next to her, but they only stood there and watched, but they didn't come to help.

"I'll help you. Chris couldn't look at it and wanted to step forward to help the woman carry the box out, but the woman showed a panicked expression and shook her head desperately. The sophistication of the neat teeth when the ready-to-wear was introduced just now is gone.

"My lord!" a miscellaneous child hurriedly stopped Chris and said with a smile, "She has to do this by herself, so I don't need to trouble you." ”

"Oh......" Chris shrugged and slowly stepped back.

The doors on both sides of the street opened one after another, and then a handful of petals flew into the air like raindrops, and the middle-aged woman finally dragged the box to the door, opened the lid of the box, and it was full of wet petals, and she picked up a handful of petals with a reverent face. Throw it out into the streets.

"It turns out that today is the Sabbath. Chris suddenly realized.

"What is the Sabbath?" asked Anfei.

Chris looked left and right, and casually pulled Anfei aside. He whispered, "I can't imagine that the Sabbath is the day when the goddess of nature sleeps. There are so many devotees of the goddess of nature in this city. ”

"Followers of the goddess of nature?" An Fei hesitated for a moment and said softly, "They are similar to the members of the church, right?"

"Yes, the same piety, the same fanaticism. ”

"Doesn't the church interfere with them?"

"It's powerlessness to interfere. Chris's voice was even quieter: "The relationship between the monarchs and the church in various countries is harmonious on the surface, but in fact they are all supporting other religions, and no one wants to see their own royal power threatened. Although successive popes have worked tirelessly for religious unity, this wish is unrealistic, and first they must make all the monarchs willingly bow down at the feet of the god of light. Secondly, we can talk about the extermination of other religions. ”

"How could that Buzureano be with the high priest of the Church, and didn't the druids worship the goddess of nature?"

"The Church's strategy gradually changed, they originally regarded all other religions as enemies, and then they became united and cooperated to suppress others, and now the church and the druids are allies, of course. Maybe just a short-lived alliance. Chris's gaze turned to the incoming crowd: "In front of the fanatical believers, we need to be careful when we speak. ”

The air is filled with the rich scent of flowers and the long chanting. There was a bit of a holy smell, and at last the crowd had come closer, and in the light of the fire, you could clearly see the serious and solemn expressions on their faces, for the believers of the goddess of nature, this day was not a day of joy, and the day of resurrection in spring was a festival of joy.

The petals were still being thrown and falling on people's heads, and no one on them looked left and right, just silently bearing the baptism of the petals, and the footsteps did not pause for a moment, and slowly walked in front of An Fei and the others.

Some people have already finished throwing the petals, and some people are still repeating the same action, An Fei turned his head sideways and glanced at the box, which was full of wet petals, and less than a tenth of the wet petals were thrown, and it was estimated that she would be tired for a while, but the middle-aged woman had a satisfied look, as if she was enjoying it.

"Would Ann Fei like to visit the temple?" asked Chris.

"A temple dedicated to the goddess of nature?"

"Hmm. ”

"There won't be any problems, right?" said in his heart, An Fei didn't want to deal with believers, because faith can turn them from good lambs to cruel wolves, blind obedience and fanaticism, and their will, there is no reason at all.

"Anfei, let's go take a look. Nia also heard Chris's words and continued, "Suzanne wants to go and see it too." "Niya is also a little clever, knowing that she doesn't have much influence on An Fei

So he pushed Suzanne to the front.

"None of you have ever been to the temple of the goddess of nature?" asked Anfei in surprise, he hadn't been, forgiving, because he was an outsider, Nia and Susanna were native.

"Without us, what we believe in is the ...... of the earth"

"Shhhh

Suzanne glanced back at the middle-aged woman, who was still seriously throwing flower petals, not hearing their conversation at all, Suzanne stuck out her tongue and nodded again, indicating that she knew.

"Come with me, everybody. Chris turned his head and walked in the direction the group had come.

"Chris is wrong, right?" Anfei pointed with a finger, "They're going that way." ”

"Yes, the temple must be over there, and they're going out into the wilderness. Chris laughs.

Although it was the first time to come to this punk city, it was still easy to find the location of the temple, just follow the broken petals and keep moving forward, and it didn't take long for An Fei and the others to stand in front of a building that was not very tall.

Religion has a refining effect on human art, and different religions have different styles, so they also need different arts to set off.

Churches that emphasize light always make their buildings bright and spacious, while the temple in front of them is filled with a different flavor. In front of the door, there are two ancient trees with coiled roots, and the branches and leaves are towering into the clouds, and their age cannot be seen, but they should be counted in a hundred years; the door is not wide, there is only one road inside and outside, it stands to reason that this kind of stone scripture that is often trampled on should be very smooth, but on the stone slabs, there are luxuriant moss-like things, as if no one has walked for a long time; the walls are completely green, and under the light of the elemental lanterns, An Fei and the others can clearly see that it is covered with all kinds of vines.

"Why aren't there guards?" asked Anfei softly.

"There are no guards here. Chris smiled.

An Fei glanced at Chris suspiciously, slowly walked into the entrance, and when he saw the scene inside, he couldn't help but become stunned all of a sudden, the whole building didn't know how many branches and leaves were densely draped down, covering everything inside, not to mention the door, not even the windows. In An Fei's opinion, the whole building is like a huge steamed bun, or a steamed bun full of hair, of course, the hair is green.

"Where are we going to get in from?" said Nya, looking up and down.

"With Anfei here, we should be able to go in. Chris smiled, "Anfei, you go forward." ”

"Don't make fun of me!" An Fei frowned.

"No, you'll find out if you try. ”

Out of trust in Chris, An Fei tentatively walked forward, and when he was only a few meters away from the huge green steamed bun, he suddenly stopped, and his waist was hunched up, like a cheetah that noticed something unusual.

Alive, the huge steamed bun suddenly came alive, the branches and leaves danced wildly, drawing waves in the air, and there was a faint rustling sound, like a dream, although An Fei had completely abandoned the materialistic worldview in the abyss of evil spirits, but the scene in front of him still made him feel numb.

"They're welcoming you. Chris stood beside Anfei.

"Less fart!" An Fei said angrily, "How do you know what they want to do?!"

"Have you forgotten your heart of nature?"

An Fei was stunned, slowly stretched out his hand, countless branches and leaves swayed as if they could feel his movements, and a few vine-like branches and leaves gently swept from his palm, An Fei took two steps forward, and the branches and leaves in front of him rolled up like a tide, revealing a stone gate engraved with runes.

"Am I right?"

"Unfortunately, that's not my natural heart. An Fei replied as he pushed towards the stone gate, and the stone gate opened without resistance, revealing the hall inside.