Yan Yueming also fought hard in order to upgrade, and a series of tasks such as ordinary temple cleaning could no longer satisfy him, he wrote a small composition for the cat god to blow a rainbow fart, hit the big wall for the cat god, and even performed a fall down and then get up when praying for the city wall at night, and the loyal believers were tenacious.

His acting skills are clumsy and his heart is shallow, but no believer can see through it.

They are the best spectators, the best chuckles, the most crisp mages.

In the afternoon, Bu Xia came again. This time, she took Wu Yuan with her to give Yan Yueming and Chen Yeye experience points. The four warriors with dried fish performed in one go, and they were brushed faster than yesterday.

After tossing like this, Yan Yueming finally entered the eyes of the apostle. In the evening, when the temple was blessed, he followed the apostle to help him carry a basin of water, and he was promoted to one of the lackeys under the apostle's seat.

Chen Yeye did not level up as quickly as Yan Yueming, and still maintained his sanity and sobriety as much as possible.

After two days of observation, they confirmed one thing. That is, the believers who fell on the city walls, were taken away, and returned the next night. Where were they taken? What did you do? Yan Yueming felt that there might be some important information hidden behind this, so when another night came, he and Chen Ye made a plan, called-

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger.

Chen Yeye deliberately pretended to be physically exhausted and fainted, and was carried down from the city wall. He has good skills, in addition to being afraid of ghosts, he is also more courageous than Yan Yueming at other times, so Mao Sui recommended himself to go on an adventure.

Yan Yueming sent him away worriedly, and after surviving a long night, the sunrise ushered in again.

At this moment, Yan Yueming's brain has begun to become chaotic. All thoughts are like balls of yarn coiling back and forth under a cat's paws, beginning to entangle and knot, and only one thought is straight and clear, that is, "Cat and cat god, boundless mana".

When she took off her mask and went to the bathroom to wash, Yan Yueming saw her face in the mirror, perhaps because she had been wearing a mask for a long time, and that face had not been exposed to the sun and had become a little pale. Maybe it was because of the reversal of day and night, and there were some red blood under his eyes, but when he looked closer, he found that those blood spots seemed to glow with a strange golden light.

Like a cat's eye.

Yan Yueming even touched the back of his buttocks, but there was no tail. When he realized what he was doing, he felt bad again, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone hidden in the pocket of his clothes, and shrank in the bathroom cubicle to look at Li Zheng's photos.

He secretly took a lot of photos, Li Zheng was drinking tea, Li Zheng was reading, Li Zheng was sleeping, Li Zheng was dressing...... Hey, hey, hey.

It doesn't matter if you've been brainwashed by God.

As long as people still have mundane desires, they are still human.

Although Yan Yueming is thin-skinned and embarrassed, she never shies away from her desires.

When he engraved Li Zheng's figure like a thought steel seal in his mind, and was about to go to sleep in a daze, the apostle came over and told Yan Yueming that you had the opportunity to sleep with the cat god.

"Huh?" Yan Yueming's face hidden under the mask was full of innocence and ignorance.

Without waiting for him to say yes or no, the apostle waved his hand, and the two believers stepped forward to carry Yan Yueming and sent the person to the sleeping palace of the cat god. The momentary weightlessness brought Yan Yueming back to his senses, and he was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Bedchamber?!

Why did you suddenly go to bed?!

Yan Yueming subconsciously wanted to struggle, he couldn't betray his senior, even if it was a cat god. But just as he was about to struggle, he paused, for through the eyes of the other believers he saw that everyone was looking at him with envy.

This is to serve the cat god, as a fanatical believer, how can he refuse? If you refuse, it means that you are not sincere, you can't give everything to the cat god, your soul, your body, what kind of believer is that?

Yan Yueming was like being roasted on a fire, in a dilemma. The key is that Chen Yeye has not come back yet, and he doesn't even have a teammate who can negotiate and support.

"Whew...... ()”

“? ()? [()”

coerced Bao Xiaoming and decided to resist at the last moment, and he could survive for a moment. The apostle did not doubt him, made a cat-eye gesture, and said in a deep voice: "Your mind is known to the cat god. Go with confidence, and He will grant you infinite glory. ”

Yan Yueming cried with joy.

So he was sent to the dormitory of the cat god.

The dormitory is in the deepest part of the temple, with layers of intricate and ornate tasseled draperies, and in the huge room, there is only a round oversized European-style soft bed.

Yan Yueming walked in stiffly, adjusting his breathing with every step.

He was still a little weak-legged and a little scared, and from the moment he stepped into this dormitory, he had a feeling of being watched by something.

The unbounded pressure pressed on his spine and his head, making him unable to lift his head, unable to resist, and even had the urge to kneel and prostrate. He was excited, trembling, and boundless joy swept over him, trying to overwhelm him, golden blood glistening in his eyes, but beneath that joy was fear.

Fear brings sobriety.

Yan Yueming bit the tip of her tongue, and when the smell of blood spread in her mouth and nose, the instinct of the small animal was spawned to the extreme. His chest was squeezed, and his throat was stuffed with cotton, as if he was about to speak.

He remembered the first time he saw the god in the wasteland

In the same scene, Busha said that he looked more like an evil god, and he used the usual phrase of the elementary school teacher - chaos and evil.

"O great cat god." Yan Yueming finally found her voice, and while everything had not happened, she began to pray, "You are the light of chaos, the master of secrets, the uncrowned king of the new world, you are the top of the lonely mountain, overlooking all beings, sight

() Wherever it goes, the shadows of the old will be shunned. ”

"Heresy is never in your eyes."

"Past, present, and future, where your claws are pointed, there will be shadows of the past that will not see the light. I will be your sword, cutting all shadows into the invisible; I want to be your eyes and watch it run to the brink of extinction. ”

In the second time she played against Bu Xia and Wu Yuan, Yan Yueming talked to them about this issue - what does the shadow of the old days refer to? What is this "god" like Cthulhu, and what kind of power does it represent?

There is no doubt that He is secretive, unknown, unable to see faces, unable to look directly, unable to peer, only a faint message from the wind.

Wu Yuan made a bold and interesting guess, "That may be a phantom of Xiang." ”

It was daytime, and Wu Yuan had the courage to walk forward on the wasteland and carefully probe the "human-shaped ribbon fish" hanging on the trees. He walked a long way, got nothing at first, and almost burped.

It wasn't until he came to a swamp hidden in the grass, and when he didn't look into it for a while, he heard a whisper from the tree in the middle of the swamp.

There was also a "human-shaped ribbon fish" hanging on the tree, and on the long strip-like object, a silver film like a ribbon fish had spread all over the body, and the original appearance was almost invisible. But unlike other hairtail fish, it has a hole in its body with the size of a bowl, and the wind blows through the hole, as if some kind of musical instrument is played, and a faint sound comes from it.

Wu Yuan tried to calm his breathing, not to struggle, and listened intently as he slowly fell into the swamp, and the voice seemed to say-

"It's Him, It's Him......"

Who is He?

Bu Xia arrived in time to save Wu Yuan, and Wu Yuan thought a lot for the rest of his life.

In reality, cats attack birds that are controlled by birds, and cats frequently come and go in the wilderness. Can what it did be alluded to to the owner of the temple, the cat god?

Phase, originally taken from the meaning of "four dislikes". It is formless and formless, and it cannot be glimpsed into the specific form.

The shadow of the old days, maybe it makes sense to use this word to describe the phantom of the phase?

Before the people of this world are awakened, before they are manipulated like paper men and live a predetermined life, isn't the world consciousness the shadow of the old days that hangs over everyone's heads?

"Of course, the essence of the phase, or the core of its power, is definitely not in this wasteland." Bu Xia added: "It's just a phanthell, otherwise Wu Yuan and I wouldn't be able to survive in the Night Wasteland, even if we disguise ourselves as ignorant stones. ”

If that's really the phase, they're just going to call it "it."

It doesn't deserve to be called "Him," it's just that.

Yan Yueming believed and recognized the judgment of his teammates, so he decided to take a gamble.

For the evil god, it must be more interesting to fight his enemies than the sleeping of a little believer. Who is Yan Yueming? He is an employee of the Gas Phase Bureau, a friend of the protagonist Rhubarb, and a person who has faced the Duck directly, if the cat god really looks at everything in this wasteland, and really has the strength to strike the phantom of the phase, he can't be unaware of all this. When Yan Yueming walked in front of Him, He must have sensed it.

But in the huge dormitory, Yan Yueming's voice echoed, but the cat god did not react.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Yan Yueming's sideburns, but he didn't kneel down again. Because there are no gods in this world, all the struggles made by human beings are individual freedom.

Everything in the crevices, constructed by the consciousness of the world, filled by human sacrifice. What has died, been recreated, and has been repeatedly tampered with here is the self-consciousness of human beings.

So is the cat god.

Ondin's back is embroidered with the words "My life is up to me", which is like a secret cry of self-consciousness surviving in the cracks and declaring war on the consciousness of the world.

The existence of the cat god is also like an unknown unyielding gaze that is silent and persists in the Chaos Wasteland.

Yan Yueming couldn't hold it anymore, and the only bit of courage she had was about to be squeezed by the boundless pressure. The feeling of being watched, as if every bone in the body had been examined, was too terrifying.

A person's integrity and chastity may be lost on the same day. But he wanted to try hard at the end, so that he could be worthy of the establishment he was admitted to.

"O great cat god."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the smell of rust.

"Allow me, let us together, in the new world, open the door to the real, unphased."

As the words fell, the air was filled with transparent ripples.

Yan Yueming raised her stiff neck and finally glanced up. A pair of golden vertical pupils opened in the void, silent, terrifying, scrutinizing, but not yet deadly.

I can still survive!

Xiao Ming thought.!