All the believers wore masks, wore uniform black robes, and knelt on the ground in prayer, and it was impossible to tell which one was more than one by their appearances. Even if Yan Yueming could make all of them take off their masks, it would be useless, because they had never seen their faces under the masks, and everyone wore masks when they slept.

Thinking of this, Yan Yueming looked at Chen Ye, and Chen Yeye also shook his head vaguely at him.

So here's the question:

If someone really dies in the wasteland and finally iterates into a believer, what kind of character will this believer be?

Think more deeply, who will suddenly die in the wasteland at this time?

Yan Yueming looked up at the snowflake sky, it kept flickering. The snowflakes flickered, indicating that something must have happened above, and the search and rescue department was strong, with Dong Xiaoyin and the teacher in charge, and someone would die.

Is there any great danger in that wasteland? Air-dried hairtail?

No.

Is it a plover? Appearance?

All things considered, the probability of them doing something is the greatest. Yan Yueming remembered her aunt's teachings, she said, if you can't figure out the ins and outs of things, you can work backwards from the results. Where will the end result be? Yan Yueming felt that it was her own side, the temple in this gap, the battle between the cat god and the old shadows.

Yan Yueming never felt how important she was, and she never felt that the world revolved around her, but just like Chen Ye's "Cat's Chosen Son", there is also a certain amount of truth.

No matter how inconspicuous a small nail is, it has the potential to play an unexpected role.

If、He's saying that if you can't get out and you're trapped here, what will happen in the end?

If you think about it carefully, isn't the point of overlap between the dispersal meeting, the garden road, and the gas phase bureau yourself? Although Yan Yueming didn't want to regard himself as so important, as if he was very pretentious, but when he thought about it, he suddenly felt-

I'm so important, oh my God!

He suddenly felt a little panicked, because he felt that his strength could not take on such a big responsibility, and his heart could not be implemented. But after becoming an apostle, Xiao Ming's heart began to swell again.

A swollen heart hung in his chest, making him a little uncomfortable.

He misses his aunt.

He wants to be a senior.

The tear ducts seem to be squeezed, and I want to cry but can't. The fragile and timid Xiao Ming was squeezed into the corner, hoping that the senior would immediately appear in front of him like a god to save him.

But in Chen Ye's eyes, Yan Yueming is extremely reliable. He was still so calm that he calmly transmitted a command to all the believers, saying that the cat god had heard their prayers, and told them all to go back to bed, recharge their energy, and wait until the night came.

The believers then stood up and marched in line to their dormitories.

Chen Yeye deliberately fell last, and asked Yan Yueming in a low voice about his intentions. Yan Yueming also lowered her voice and replied to him: "Let's go and see which empty bed has more people." ”

People can't correspond one by one, but they still know which bed was originally empty. Chen Yeye's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he followed the believers back to the dormitory.

Unfortunately, the layout of the dormitory has also changed slightly, and it is impossible to accurately determine which empty bed has more people.

Chen Yeye was a little blind, "What now?"

”

Yan Yueming was slightly less blind than him, but it was precisely because he was not blind that he was even more nervous, looking at the room full of believers, he only felt that everyone looked like someone who was going to assassinate him, "What should I do?" I think I'm in danger, I'd better kill me, hehe, kill me, and then my aunt will go crazy, my seniors will also go crazy, they all love me so much, what should I do? ”

"Damn, what should I do?"

"That's right."

The two fell into the back and forth of the car talking, sneakily hiding at the door of the bedroom to snoop, and at the end, Yan Yueming said to Chen Ye seriously: "I'm so afraid of death, so I thought of a way." ”

Chen Ye blinked, "What? ”

Yan Yueming clenched her fists, "I want to sue." ”

Chen Yeye: "Huh? ”

No, who are you going to complain to, and there is no one else here...... Wait, cat god?!

Yan Yueming went to complain to the cat god, and he took advantage of his position to run outside the cat god's bedroom again. Knock politely three times and wait.

If you don't stop me, you're sure you're agreeing to let me in.

Yan Yue secretly cheered herself up in her heart, and then carefully pushed the door in, developed a good habit and closed the door casually, took a few steps forward, and looked down-

Haven't arrived yet.

A few steps further on, the floor was soft with soft lamb's wool mats. He threw himself on his knees and began his daily prayer, and after he had finished the prayer, he complained.

"Cat God above, I suspect that someone is attempting to assassinate your most pious apostle......"

Yan Yueming didn't feel embarrassed to ask for help, his voice was very sincere, and the words of the car were back and forth, in short, it just meant one thing: It depends on the owner to beat the dog, right?

The cat god opened his eyes towards Yan Yueming again, and under the gaze of those golden eyes, Yan Yueming also raised his head.

Under the mask, tears flowed down the face of the Apostle Xiao Ming.

Cat god, help me.

The cat god looks like he has nothing to say, Yan Yue

I don't know if there was a moment when he felt a little embarrassed to have such an apostle, but there was no way, he was such a person.

Although his guess so far may not be correct, and the sudden addition of believers may not pose a threat to him, it is certainly not me who is wrong, but the world.

It's a plover.

The Apostle Xiao Ming decided to disses him a hundred times in the shadows here, with that constant speed of speech, as if he were reciting a mantra. The golden cat's eyes kept looking at him, and after looking at it for a long time, he actually saw the meaning of sleepiness.

"It's really vicious, the duck is vicious, he has no love, and he abuses small animals......"

After scolding for a long time, Yan Yueming looked up again, and the eye on the top of her head had narrowed into a slit. Cat God What's wrong with you? Cat god are you asleep?

Cat God!

The cat god opened his eyes again, and at the same time, the door opened.

The Apostle Xiao Ming was cast out.

Xiao Ming was very sad, secretly opened his mask and wiped his tears, and continued to walk forward very strongly. The first step of selling miserably and suing has been achieved, and the cat god did not send down divine punishment, which means that he accepted it, right?

He agreed.

So the next step naturally progressed: the fox and the tiger.

Yan Yueming went to the believers to hold a meeting again.

The believers had just listened to him and slept for no more than an hour, when he woke them up, and they were all in a daze, and they were all about to come out of their masks. Yan Yueming cleared her throat and told them that the dark forces had infiltrated the temple with bad intentions. In order to better cope with the crisis, it was decided to restart the descent ceremony.

"What? God descends! ”

"But can it really work?"

"Great cat god, do I really want to see your beautiful face again? In my lifetime! ”

"Apostle, can we really do it!"

……

The apostle Xiao Ming can't, but he can take the cat god as an arrow, go and fool another apostle, set out the correct flow of the divine descent ritual from him, and then let it go.

Things are going well, and the believers seem to have tacitly acknowledged that no one can lie under the gaze of the cat god, let alone suspect that someone will "falsely preach the holy decree".

But then, Yan Yueming was a little blind.

The divine descent ceremony was very important, and the other apostle did not tell Yan Yueming in public, but let him follow him to the depths of the main hall. Turning the candlestick, a secret passage appeared on the wall, and the two of them carried the candlestick through this long secret passage, and there was a secret room in front of them.

The secret room was dark and cold, and there was a faint sound of water dripping down, which smashed into Yan Yueming's ears with a crisp sound.

He trembled uncontrollably as he heard the apostle remind: "Don't look too much at the shadow, beware of being polluted by it." ”

Hearing this, Yan Yueming's heart froze, and she immediately retracted her gaze and looked intently at the candle flame in his hand.

In the secret room, there is a stone platform carved with intricate patterns.

Yan Yueming felt that it was a bit like some kind of sacrificial platform, and the center of the table was still a dark gold cat's eye. The apostle put the candlestick on it, and then took out the key and inserted it into the cat's eye pattern, and with a "click", Yan Yueming heard the sound of the secret door opening.

The cat's eye opened, and from it rose a rusty bronze box. The apostle picked up the box, sighed, and then handed it to Yan Yueming, "Open it, I didn't expect that it would have a time to see the light of day again." ”

Yan Yueming solemnly opened the box with nervousness and apprehension, and then saw a red ball of yarn.

A ball of yarn?

"This is ......," Yan Yueming's tone carried a slight hesitation.

"Ahem, the prop that summons the cat god." The apostle replied with a gesture in the cat's eye.

"How?" Yan Yueming asked a sincere question in the style of a primary school student.

"Grab one end of it and throw the ball of yarn out." The apostle replied.

"Where are you throwing it?"

"Above the wasteland."

"Thrown out, and then what?"

"If the cat god is willing to show up, it will come here in the direction of the yarn."

Yes......

"Don't you need to pray?"

"No, you don't."

"Don't you need to bathe and burn incense?"

"No, you don't."

Isn't this just cat fishing?

Yan Yueming held the sacred ball of yarn, feeling a little incredible, a little absurd, and it seemed to be very reasonable for a while. God descends ...... Is that the case? It should be like this, right?

He won't lie to me, will he?

Yan Yueming looked at the apostle with a suspicious gaze, and the apostle brushed his sleeves, "Don't blame me for not reminding you that the ball of yarn of the cat god can attract all things in the world." If He had not come and you had brought in other filth and polluted the temple, I would have been the first to remove you. ”

Filth?

Can't pollute the temple? Is it the heretical monsters in the wasteland? Yan Yueming vaguely sensed that there might be a great danger here, and maybe there were insurmountable rules, and the ball of yarn in her hand suddenly weighed a thousand pounds.

But this is the end of the matter, and I can only give it a go!