Chapter 249: The Temple
For Anfei, there is really nothing interesting in this world, the development of society cannot be compensated by the whims of one or some people, no matter how unconventional taverns are compared to 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 only the elf with pointed ears and a slender body. γReading.comγ
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, who likes to buy the most, 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, An Fei had already said just now, this time their last stop, but Niya felt that she had not shopped enough.
At the end of the street, a sudden burst of fire appeared, and countless people walked slowly towards this side with torches, and in the meantime, there were female voices singing ancient songs, An Fei was stunned, and stretched out his arm to block Niya.
There was a strained wheezing sound behind her, and the owner of the ready-to-wear store, a middle-aged woman, struggled to pull a box about one and a half meters long and rubbed outward, strangely, there were two miscellaneous 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 past 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 she doesn't have to trouble you." β
"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, raining everywhere, and the middle-aged woman finally dragged the box to the door, opened the lid, 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, "The Sabbath is the day when the goddess of nature sleeps, I can't imagine it. There are so many devotees of the goddess of nature in this city. β
"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. β
"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 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, first of all, 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. β
"How could that Buzureano be with the high priest of the Church, and didn't the druids worship the goddess of nature?"
"The tactics of the church have gradually changed, they have seen all the other religions as enemies, and then they have become united, and they have 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 gradual flow of people: "In front of the fanatical believers, we need to be careful when we speak. β
The air is filled with the rich scent of flowers, accompanied by the long chanting. There was a bit of a holy taste, and at last, the crowd had come closer, and in the light of the fire, they could clearly see the solemn and solemn expressions on their faces, for the believers of the goddess of nature, this day was not a day of joy, but the day of resurrection in spring was a festival of joy.
The petals were still being thrown, and they fell on people's heads and bodies, no one 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 others.
Some people have already finished throwing petals, and some people are still repeating the same action, An Fei turned his head sideways and glanced at the box, a box full of wet petals, thrown out less than one-tenth, it is estimated that it will be tired for a while, but the middle-aged woman has a satisfied look, as if enjoying it.
"Amfei, would you like to visit the temple?" asked Chris.
"A temple dedicated to the goddess of nature?"
"Hmm. β
"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 at once, blind obedience and fanaticism are their will, and 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, and knows that she doesn't have much influence on An Fei
So he pushed Suzanne to the front.
"None of you have been to the temple of the goddess of nature?" asked Anfei in surprise, he had not been there because he was an outsider, and Nia and Susanna were both native.
"No, we believe in the ...... of the earth"
"Shhhh
Suzanne glanced back at the middle-aged woman, who was still seriously throwing the petals, not hearing their chat, Suzanne stuck out her tongue lightly, nodded again, and signaled that she knew.
"Come with me, everybody. Chris turned his head and walked in the direction the group had come.
"Chris, is that wrong?" Anfei pointed with a finger, "They're going that way." β
"That's right, the temple must be over there, 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 all the way 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. There are two ancient trees growing in front of the door, 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 slab there is a luxuriant moss-like thing, as if no one has walked for a long time; the walls are completely green, and under the illumination 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, and slowly walked into the entrance, when he saw the scene inside, he couldn't help but become stunned all of a sudden, the whole building, I don't know how many branches and leaves are densely draped down, covering everything inside, not to mention the door, not even the window. In Anfei's opinion, the whole building is like a giant 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 ahead." β
"Don't make fun of me!" An Fei frowned.
"No, you'll find out if you try. β
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, like a cheetah that noticed something unusual.
Alive, the huge steamed bun suddenly came to life, the branches and leaves fluttered 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 his scalp tingle.
"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, and 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 more steps forward, and the branches and leaves in front of him rolled up like a tide, revealing a stone door engraved with runes.
"Am I right?"
"Unfortunately, that's not my natural heart. An Fei replied as he pushed towards the stone door, which opened without resistance, revealing the hall inside.