Chapter 532: The Book of Life and Death
In the office of the principal of the Alchemy Republic Academy of the Third Magic Knight of the Germans, Don Quixote held a cigarette in his hand, staring blankly at the ceiling, it could be seen from his gaze that the whole person was a little tired, and there was a codex on the table in front of him, because one side of the codex was placed diagonally on a very thick material, and the codex that seemed to have lost its balance made a crackling sound and then closed it, and the wind blew off the ash of Don Quixote's cigarette, and the ash fell with the gust of wind to the top of a potted plant placed on the square table not far away, and finally fell, and then it was clearThe name of the book is "The Doctrinal Guidelines of the Temple of Reincarnation".
Obviously, in any temple, in addition to the benefits that the true God needs to give to her believers, the most important thing is the doctrine, just like the constitution of a country, there is no square circle without rules, and there is no cohesion in the church without certain rules, so the existence of such a "reincarnation code" is a must, just the requirement of the surname, of course, Don Quixote knows what kind of person he is, he is not a literati scratcher, those who sing Faeron are like "A Chinese Ghost Story" and so on, it is just that he copied the wisdom of the human beings on the earth, and he will not think that he is a great writer because of this.
Therefore, Don Quixote did not intend to write a complete "Code of Reincarnation" on his own, just like the previous plan, in fact, now Don Quixote is borrowing the legal format of the Temple of Life to structure the "Code of Reincarnation" As for the detailed content, his initial plan is to find some erudite bards with the help of Evan's power, these people who write stories and novels all year round are the best people to write this kind of thing similar to hypnotic brains, but before that, Don Quixote still has to plan out the outline, and some points he needs to focus on, to establish a complete, positive energy reincarnation system!
Perhaps it was the sound of the Codex that woke Don Quixote, and after extinguishing the remaining cigarette in the ashtray, Don Quixote picked up the graphite pen on the side and continued to write.
'Joining the temple of reincarnation, believing in the benefits of the god of reincarnation, after going to the underworld, whether you plan to live in the underworld or reincarnate as a human being, you can have a better starting point, and the most important thing in all this is to abide by the teachings of the temple of reincarnation, which includes, do more good deeds', Don Quixote himself was happy when he wrote this, obviously, this kind of persuasion to do good looks more like an exchange of benefits, you do more good deeds, and you can get a better birth in the next life,' The temple of reincarnation and the god of reincarnation are made into a true god with positive energy like the goddess of life, and when people think of her, they will exude a warm breath all over their bodies. β
"Whew~" Don Quixote used to his surname lit a cigarette for himself, and the underworld of the previous life flashed in his mind again, obviously, compared to his own fantasy here, it is a very wise decision to learn from the ready-made underworld, after all, whether it is in Ferron or the earth, there are such similar words, that is, the wise man, when he knows not to blindly act brutely, but will use the power around him, in Don Quixote's eyes, the earth's underworld is more like an institution with a forced surname, and it will definitely not work in the polytheistic world of Ferron, such as the sentence ' The king of Hades told you to die three watches, and no one can live until dawn', if the temple of reincarnation has such an image, then this temple is not far from bankruptcy.
However, in the underground mansion, there is a ready-made rule that particularly attracts Don Quixote's attention, yes, that is, the book of life and death, for this thing, the impression of the vast majority of Chinese on the earth is probably from "Journey to the West", especially for Monkey King to destroy the book of life and death, let himself jump out of the three realms, not in the five elements, since then immortality This image is still fresh in memory, and it can even be somewhat irresponsible to say that all who have watched "Journey to the West" Chinese in this paragraph will have the same idea in their hearts, that is, they hope that like Monkey King, they can also destroy the book of life and death related to themselves and liberate themselves from the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.
Of course, Don Quixote's idea of playing the book of life and death is not to establish a system that records everyone's life and death years, every thing he has done, to be honest, don't say Osiris, even the god king Misra can't do it, in the entire world of Ferron, the only person who can do it is probably the world tree Esther.
In fact, Don Quixote just wants to borrow this idea to establish a book of life and death for all believers and believers who believe in the temple of reincarnation, and the function of this book of life and death is not to say that if you believe in the temple of reincarnation, you will be able to know when you will die, it does not have this function, the role of this book of life and death is to digitize the life of every believer and believer.
For Don Quixote, who came from the earth and was born as a programmed ape, he was very unhappy with this vague rule, if you do good deeds, you do good deeds, you will be able to have a better background in the next life, so how many good deeds should you do, how many good things should you do, how many good things should you do, instruct others to do bad things, and then go to 'righteousness and courage'?
When there is no unified quantitative standard for all this, the result is that everyone is not motivated, it is like running a marathon, directly telling you that your goal is a certain building 45 kilometers away, I am afraid that most people will despair, but if the whole road is quantified, you can get a corresponding reward for every distance you run, then the result is completely different.
This is also the most fundamental reason why Don Quixote wants to set up a book of life and death, when there is such a thing that allows people to see the hope that their efforts will be exchanged, then this person's belief in the temple of reincarnation will be more firm, and in layman's terms, there is a head.
Moreover, having a book of life and death, after quantifying a person's life, there is a greater role, that is, after the temple of reincarnation becomes bigger, it restricts believers, believers, Don Quixote never despises freedom of belief, but in fact, sometimes faith is the same as rights, if there is no constraint, there will be fanatical believers, after all, Faeron is so big, it is impossible for the true god to notice everyone, and fanatical believers are like brainless fans who describe some crazy worship stars on the earth in the previous life, such an existence not only has no effect on the temple, but will also discredit the templeββ
"I'm really a genius," he put down the pen in his hand, and looked at the framework of this sprinkling book of life and death, even Don Quixote himself couldn't help but feel a little fluttering.
"What a genius," Suddenly, a familiar and somewhat unfamiliar voice rang behind Don Quixote's ears, accompanied by this sound, there was a trace of heat blowing on his ears, so that Don Quixote couldn't help but instinctively shake his head, obviously, it was his sensitive area, and it would itch if touched," With this thing, it will be difficult for the Reincarnation Temple not to grow, and besides, you are very smart that no one eats alone, even believers who believe in other true gods can have a book of life and death, at least they will not give other true gods an excuse to start a war with Osiris. β
"Such a majestic and magnetic voice, and so elusive, I think," said Don Quixote, putting down the graphite pen in his hand, smiling and turning the swivel chair under his buttocks, looking in the direction behind him, "I must be the great Queen of the World Tree." β
"Heh," as long as you are not a person with a mental problem, you know a truth, reaching out and not hitting a smiling person, this is the most basic courtesy, so she leaned sideways against the window sill and glanced at the little knights who were exercising frantically on the field below, and chuckled a few times, "Congratulations, you guessed right, but unfortunately there is no reward." β
"Could it be that Your Majesty, have you run out of money again?" Don Quixote, who was leaning back in his chair, still had a smile on his face, but a trace of pain flashed, it was obvious that even if he had the ownership of two super empires, he was not an infinite gold coin maker, especially the last time, he was taken away by Esther and gave him five million gold coins, Rao was also a little painful.
"Ha," looking at Don Quixote's appearance of daring to be angry and unspeakable, the World Tree Esther laughed boldly and rarely, "It's a pity that you guessed wrong, but there is no punishment." β
"And who are you?" Don Quixote frowned slightly, it was obvious that the World Tree Esther really had something to find him.
"I'm leaving," Esther, the World Tree, glanced at the scenery through the window of the high headmaster's office, the mountain peaks in the distance, the looming forest, and of course, with Esther's eyesight and the extent of her use of psionic energy, the distant scenery was the same as in front of her eyes.
"Where?" Don Quixote tilted his head to the side and looked at the World Tree with some suspicion, her state seemed to be a little wrong, it seemed like she had gone to a far place and had no intention of coming back.
"Far, far away," after a long time, the World Tree Esther turned her head, and at this time, her face had calmed down, "Simply put, she is about to die." β
"Dead?" This time, Don Quixote instantly became energetic, and the slightly casual expression on his face disappeared, "Lord World Tree, are you serious?"
"Do you think I'm a woman who likes to joke?"
"Of course not," Don Quixote shook his head, if you want to say that in this world, who is 'no joke', who is the person who says anything, I'm afraid it is the world tree Esther, "It's just that I can't imagine that such a problem will occur in you, as far as I know, you should be in this world"
"Something is wrong," Esther interrupted Don Quixote, and gently stretched out her hand, and the leaf that Don Quixote had stuffed in her arms floated out and fell into her hand.
In Don Quixote's gaze, this green leaf began to gradually lose its luster, and finally turned into a dead leaf, because the dead leaf lost the maintenance of water, it was gently blown by Esther, and it turned into a pile of dust and fell to the ground, "From now on, there will be no more World Tree in the world of Faeron, so you, the only person in this world who is not monitored by the will of the world, will be completely free again." β
"And then?"
"Be kind to this world," Esther looked directly at Don Quixote with two eyes, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes, "do your best to build a temple of reincarnation, so that the doctrine of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds can spread to the whole world, and make this world more beautiful, you have the ability, please"-
"Hiss~" Suddenly, Don Quixote opened his eyes, because there was a burning sensation in his fingers, and when he looked down, it turned out that the cigarette had burned to the base of his fingers, and after throwing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, Don Quixote raised his head and looked around, and sure enough, there was no one, or rather, no one had come at all, thinking of this, he put his hand into his arms, but what came out was a handful of dust, and at this point, Don Quixote almost already knew what had happened, it should be a dream that the World Tree Esther entrusted to him through this leaf.
"It turned out to be a dream," said Don Quixote with a wry smile, looking at a letter placed on his codex, and the two rings on the letter, none of which contained any gold coins, "Then so many things I just wrote, aren't they all written in vain?"