When Pawa came to Yaocheng, his belly was shriveled, hungry and tired.

A sixteen-year-old boy stood on the street, blankly and nervously watching the passers-by.

The people here were dressed in linen, leather armor, woolen coats or black robes, and everyone seemed to have status and dignity.

Pava was topless, with only a dirty black cloth covering her waist and thighs.

He was covered in bloody scabs, with calluses and pus from rope on his wrists and feet, and a soldering iron scar on his back that symbolized his status as a slave.

The occasional glances from the people around him made Pawa feel ashamed, and he couldn't help but want to run away from here.

Where can I flee?

Leaving this holy city, there are slave traders everywhere outside.

He will only be caught again, sold to another slave owner, and continue to be whipped and tortured.

He remembered the tall man's words.

"Don't get caught by the slave traders, you may not be able to meet me next time."

The man called himself Copper Sea and led a team called the Northern Temple Army. The slave traders gnashed their teeth at them, calling them pirates, thieves, and executioners, but they were terrified of him.

Pava clenched his fists.

He is not going anywhere, and he will die in this holy city. He will no longer be whipped like a pig or a dog, burned by fire, speared, drunk with water, or eaten with pig food.

Pawa looked around and saw the tall and holy building.

Temple.

This is the original temple of the gods and the first place of miracles.

Pawa walked all the way down the street.

The white jade-like temple was full of kneeling people who came to pray and worship the two gods.

Among them were scholars in robes, hunters and adventurers in leather armor, farmers and fishermen in linen, and out-of-town islanders and mountain dwellers in fancy clothes and skin tones.

They spoke different languages, but they all faced the same temple.

Here, language is not a barrier.

It is clear to all that they are all the same. In the presence of the gods, they are all devout believers and small followers.

Pawa also followed them, and fell on his knees on the ground.

Will the gods answer?

He didn't know.

Pawa's hometown is on a small island in the south, where there is no shrine, but the gospel of Yaoshen is also preached.

He had heard that the gods had not sent down miracles and gifts for many years.

Even the gods' closest attendants, several apostles, have largely disappeared. Only one King of Bones occasionally appears to help those who have been injured by monsters.

Pava closed her eyes and prayed silently.

The all-powerful gods......

Pava asks you to give me guidance so that I don't want to be a slave anymore.

The young islanders prayed reverently.

There was no other way for him.

As long as he can not be a slave, survive, eat well, and let him do anything.

Hunger and thirst made his brain dizzy, his eyes blackened, and his body collapsed like mussel meat.

Pawa felt herself being lifted up, water flowing into her lips.

He swallowed the sweet water greedily, drinking more water, drinking a little more, drinking water to fill his stomach.

A voice came to my ears.

"O pious man, you need rest and food. The gods have given us a lot of food in the hope that we will not go hungry. ”

He opened his eyes and found an odd old man standing in front of him.

The old man was as topless and dark-skinned as himself. He wore a circle of garlic skewers around his neck, and a smile appeared on his emaciated, weather-beaten face.

The other party handed him a wheat cake: "Eat, eat to have strength." ”

Pawa gobbled up the wheat cakes.

The other party nodded: "I only have so much." Good luck, young believer. ”

Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Pawa grabbed him.

"You, your, name."

The mainland language of Pawa was not very good, and no one ever taught a slave to read and speak. But he has heard too much, and he can understand what others mean.

"I am an ascetic, and like Ling, I am a servant of the god Yao."

The old man smiled, bared his jagged teeth, and turned away.

Pawa had never encountered anything like this.

There would be people who would give themselves no help for no reason, just because they worship the temple.

This must be the guidance of the gods.

Pawa looked up at the dazzling white temple, in a trance.

The gods heard their request, so the ascetic appeared and gave him food.

Another passer-by stopped and asked, "Are you an escaped slave?" ”

Pawa's heart tightened, and he lowered his head, pretending not to understand.

The other party changed several pronunciations, and finally spoke the dialect of the island where Pawa lived. This took Pawa by surprise, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

This made the other party laugh: "It turned out to be from the island of Carlo Buzha, raise your head, my friend, there will be no slave trader to take you back." ”

"Yaocheng prohibits the slave trade, and prohibits the capture and storage of slaves. I used to live on the island of Cupinini, not far from Kalobuza, and I came from the same place as you. ”

Belch?

The other party is also from the Southern Isles.

Pawa looked up cautiously. The other party was dressed in black and wore a cotton flower on his chest, which was the symbol of the Shrine Society, indicating that he was an official scholar of the Shrine Society.

"My name is Cupy Roll."

The black-clothed scholar said, "Rest assured, this is the Holy City. No one will be sold here, as long as you believe in Yaoshen, you will be accepted here. What is your name? ”

"Pava."

"Pava, let's go to the temple. Just outside at the entrance of the side hall, someone will give you a blanket and help you find a job where you can get food, so that you don't have to go hungry anymore. ”

"Until then, you can live in a hut outside the side hall."

Cupy Roll and himself come from the same place and are about the same age.

But he became a slave, but the other party was a decent scholar with status.

This made Pawa feel even more embarrassed, and the scars on her body were hot.

Just because, the other party left his hometown and came to Yaocheng, but he was sold as a slave to Yancheng.

"Why?"

In tongues, Pawa asked, "Why help me?" ”

Cupy Roll smiled and did not answer.

Pawa felt like crying for a moment.

He didn't know why, not fear, not jealousy. It was an indescribable thing that made his eyes sour and his heart extremely uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a white light lit up from the tower in the distance. The white light was gentle and warm, like a huge oil lamp, shining warmly on people's bodies.

Then came a second light, lit up on a tall stone monument in the center of the square.

Pawa was so frightened that she craned her neck for a moment.

The surrounding citizens and believers raised their heads one by one, with undisguised smiles on their faces. The whole street echoed with the shouts of people.

"A miracle from the gods, a gift from the gods!"

"The Great God is back!"

"The ancient monument has finally been blessed by miracles!"

"The seminary, the seminary has been recognized by the gods, and this is a compliment from the gods."

……

Pava looked dazed.

"Why help others? Let me tell you, Pava. Cupy Roll, who was next to him, said slowly.

"Because we are the firstborn of the gods!"

The young scholar pointed to two glowing buildings in the distance, his face full of confidence and certainty: "This means that we are the best city." ”

"No matter how the era changes, we will keep the glory of the Holy City!"

……

Lu Yao yawned.

Unfortunately, the lighthouse collapsed on its own during the change of era. Only the monuments and seminaries of Yaocheng can be transformed into wonders.

Faith in the upper right corner - 8000.

This was the first time Lu Yao took the initiative to build a spectacle.

Only the first wonder was built with a discount, with the monument costing 3,000 faith, and the later seminary costing 5,000 faith.

Lu Yao was initially more optimistic about Yancheng. The economy is strong, and the citizens are enterprising and ambitious from top to bottom.

As a result, he collapsed internally.

In the first season of A Tale of Two Cities in the pixel world, the cohesive Yaocheng had the last laugh.

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