Ye Sheng lowered his eyelashes, his pale lips pursed into a line, he had a beautiful complexion, and when he was in the First Military Academy, he was intimidated by everyone because of his anger and indifference. But since the beginning of crying in the ancient village at night, Ye Sheng's state has been obviously not good. Such a frailty and morbidity dilute his temperament and accentuate his appearance. His black hair is slightly long, his body is thin and straight, and when he bows his head, he reveals a snow-white neck skin, giving people an unprecedented sense of vulnerability.

Such a fragile beauty will be put in the World Entertainment City, and countless spectators will buy it, but in the First Military Academy, everyone is a competitor, and no one will pity him.

After all, Ye Sheng was the one who shot Theodore in the auditorium with an expressionless face.

This "sick beauty", every word and action from beginning to end does not contain a little weakness, and she is as violent and cruel as a tyrant.

Ye Sheng also knew that he was in a bad state, so to make a long story short, he said coldly: "There are five pieces of paper, which have been knotted." ”

He groped in the darkness to clear out the five, spreading them out in the palm of his hand.

Ye Sheng said: "The knot on the paper is not regular. The first paper has only two knots, the second paper has three knots, the third paper has three knots, the fourth paper has one knot, and the fifth paper has one knot. ”

Ning Weichen raised his eyebrows and said, "There is only one knot left by Bai Xu. ”

Ye Sheng: "Hmm. ”

Ning Weichen stretched out his hand and fiddled with the five notes, and his slightly cool fingertips scratched Ye Sheng's palm.

He moves slowly, as if flirting.

Ye Sheng glared at him, Ning Weichen smiled, and he said, "These knots remind me of a method used by the ancients to transmit information in the period when there were no words. ”

Ye Sheng: "What? ”

Ning Weichen said: "Knotted rope notes." ”

His movements were finally serious, from the two knots of the first rope to the end.

"'Big things, big knots; Small things, small knots. That's how they deliver their messages when there are no words. Tie a few knots as many things as you have to do in a day. Important things are tied in big knots, and unimportant things are tied in small knots. ”

Ye Sheng said softly: "There are five 'ropes' here......"

The feeling that someone was trying with all their might to deliver a message to him came again.

Ye Sheng keenly remembered something: "Ning Weichen, on our first day, we didn't dry paper, right?" ”

Ning Weichen said: "Well, Meng Liang said that the task of drying paper will not be done until the next day. ”

Ye Sheng nodded.

"So, on the first day we only did two things, feed the snakes and make lanterns. And the next day, we did three things, feeding the snakes, making lanterns, and drying paper. 2、3。 ”

He lowered his head, his apricot eyes were dim, and said, "These five pieces of paper are like recording what we should do in five days." The third day was also three knots and three things, but on the fourth day it became a knot, which was still a big knot, and on the fifth day the knot was even bigger. ”

Ye Sheng said: "He wants to tell me that on the fourth day, there is something very important to do, right?" ”

Ning Weichen said: "He? ”

Ye Sheng bowed his head and said in a strange tone: "A person I think I will be very familiar with."

At that moment, there was a sound of beating outside.

"It's noon, close the door and go to bed!"

Noon is from 11 p.m. to 1 a.m. After the shift, they can still discuss for another hour.

Guan Qianqiu always wanted to pull Ye Sheng into the gang, so at the end of the discussion, she bit her lip and took the initiative to speak: "Ye Sheng, you can also sit down." The rest of the king union rolled their eyes. They thought to themselves, Sister Guan, you called the wrong person, it's almost the same to call the prince over.

Ye Sheng looked at her deeply again. Guan Qianqiu's trust and dependence on himself is very wrong.

Especially when there was still Ning Weichen next to him.

Ning Weichen was transplanted with an A+ heretic in his body, and he was the heir of the Ning family. If you really want to hug your thighs, in fact, it is most suitable for Guan Qianqiu to find Ning Weichen.

But managing Qianqiu is the same as identifying yourself. He also doesn't think that an A-level [absolutely sober] can see that he has a storyline on him.

Ning Weichen said: "You are not feeling well, do you want to rest first?" ”

Ye Sheng said: "No." Let's go over. ”

After that, he didn't say a word.

asked Wang Tou for a few sketch papers, and Ye Sheng folded them in half and tore them into several squares.

Wang Tou was so distressed that he chose not to look at his eyes and his heart to be pure.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring the deformed child here. Wang Tou, you pay attention to the situation outside the door, and after making sure that it is correct, we will open the door again. ”

"Tinder, you keep an eye on the window, there's no paper figure by the window."

"Yes."

"Yes."

As soon as midnight came, the outside of the night crying ancient village whimpered again, and a seeping cry sounded.

The lights were out.

Shi Shi began to take advantage of the dead of night to use his abilities to lure the baby. Wang Tou took off his eyes, held his breath, and looked out of the door. Guan Qianqiu and a few people paid careful attention to the window.

Everyone at the King Guild is on the lookout, and it turns out that baby baitting is indeed a very thrilling thing! Because those paper figures are insidious and cunning, some of them are scheming and quietly hiding behind deformed children.

It's still the long-haired female ghost with a big mouth of flowers and green blood yesterday. This time she had a strange smile and stood behind a deformed child knocking on the door. If it weren't for Wang Tou's [Perspective] ability, as soon as the door was opened, they would all have to die. After Wang Tou drew the scene outside, everyone was shocked into a cold sweat.

They were more patient than the paper man.

Fortunately, the paper man saw that the door had been closed for a long time, his face was resentful, and he turned to leave.

The deformed man, whose head was bigger than his body, laughed and continued to bang his head against the door, and it said in its mouth.

"Mommy, Mommy......"

Chapter 166: Night Crying Ancient Village (13)

The people of the King's Union worked together to lure and catch babies. The moment the door was opened, Shi Shi let out a low snort, everyone looked solemn, held their breath, and stretched out their arms to drag the deformed child in. The deformed child had come to look for his mother, but suddenly his head was grabbed and he cried in pain. His throat was not well developed, and when he cried, he whimpered, like the low cry of a young beast, and his mouth shouted "Mommy, Mommy......"

But no one present sympathized with him.

The crowd panted and dragged the deformed child in. Miao Yan took out a rope and tied up the walking Kimaru, and said with a smile: "It's successful." ”

Ye Sheng sat at the table and played with origami. Thousands of paper cranes, paper frogs, airplanes, stars.

Every time he finished folding a handicraft, he threw it to Ning Weichen and asked him to untie it and look at the creases. When he opened the door, Ye Sheng raised his eyes.

At this glance, he saw the scene outside the night in the night crying ancient village, the black mist in the sky swimming like a fish, around the huge hollow red building with the faint lights.

Ye Sheng really wanted to discuss the missionary with Ning Weichen, but he was hindered by the disgusting fireflies. He could only express all his ideas in a different way.

The king of the story took Huaicheng as the starting point, and the missionaries took the ancient village of night crying as the first stop.

Ye Sheng lowered his eyes, thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Ning Weichen, is it difficult to produce high-level god heresies in Huaguo." ”

Ning Weichen thought for a moment and said with a smile: "What do you want to say, classmate Ye." ”

Ye Sheng looked at him quietly and said, "It is very difficult for missionaries to preach in China, because atheists account for seventy percent of China. ”

Ning Weichen blinked, instantly understood what he meant, and smiled: "Indeed." Isn't there an idiom called 'cramming for the Buddha's feet'? Pantheism is popular in China, which god to worship is all based on demand, to worship the old moon when seeking marriage, to worship the god of wealth if you ask for money, this time the god is not spiritual, and the next time you will change the god to worship. The West thinks that China is a country without faith, but in fact, the belief of Chinese people is never aimed at a certain religion, it has long been integrated into life. ”

Ye Sheng thought to himself, that's right, the belief of the Chinese people has always been, the left eye jumps to wealth, and the right eye jumps to fucking feudal superstition.

Ning Weichen said lightly.

"I've always felt that the unnatural bureau is quite stubborn, and in their eyes faith is only religion. I always thought that the widely circulated sentence 'gods are born from human desires' is nonsense, but fortunately, the latter sentence has been changed, and 'gods are born from human thoughts', which is a little closer. ”

Ning Weichen said: "In the bones of the Chinese people, they do not believe in 'God', and the West created Noah's Ark in the face of the flood according to God's revelation. But from Nuwa to make up the sky to Dayu to control the water, Huaguo will always be a man who will win the day. It is absolutely impossible to create 'monotheism' in China, because the civilization of China is so far-reaching, and I don't know how many religions have merged and taken root here. ”

Ning Weichen laughed and said, "However, He is very smart. ”

Ning Weichen slowly and methodically opened a paper star and said calmly: "There will be no God in Huaguo, but there will be an 'ancestor'. Originated from thousands of years of Chinese 'family culture', 'ancestor worship culture'. The most trusted and respected 'God' in the bones of every Chinese person is always his own dead elder. However, the concept of 'ancestor' is too vague. ”

The concept of ancestors is too vague......

What if the missionaries took advantage of the loophole and made everyone believe in the same "ancestor"?

Ye Sheng thought of the story king's move in Huaicheng to kill tens of millions of people. He suddenly felt that the missionaries coming to China this time, starting from the "night crying ancient village", might be only the first step......

Chinese people do not believe in God, but they believe in their "ancestors" and trust their deceased family members who are related by blood. This belief is the most pious, the most simple, and the most determined.

If this kind of belief derived from the 'family culture' is used and defiled by the S-class monster of the missionary, and the consequences are unimaginable, there may really be an extremely terrifying "divine heresy" in Huaguo.

"What are you discussing?" After tying the deformed child with a rope in a corner, Shi Shi stuffed a ball of paper into his mouth to prevent him from continuing to make sounds. He sat back panting, and heard Ye Sheng and Ning Weichen actually discussing Huaguo's 'family culture'. The high-level people who can mix with the three major guilds are not people with empty brains. Shi Shi now solved the problem of tomorrow's materials, and he was in a very comfortable mood, and said: "The family culture here in the Night Crying Ancient Village has long been deformed. ”

Ning Weichen hooked his lips and smiled, but did not speak.

Ye Sheng's eyes fell on the child, and met his dazed, painful and frightened eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Guan Qianqiu said: "Ye Sheng, what are you folding?" Wow, you're amazing, how can you fold so many things out of paper. She reached out and touched the paper boat on the table, and her eyes were pleasantly surprised. Shi wet rolled his eyes, what the is so powerful, Qianqiu, you really don't have a hard shot.

Ning Weichen smiled proudly and said, "Classmate Ye is really ingenious. ”

Ye Sheng took out a square piece of paper and started and folded it in half twice. Then his next action made Guan Qianqiu dumbfounded, she saw Ye Sheng fold a corner, then fold it horizontally four times, and repeat the steps at another angle, I don't know how many times. Everyone present was confused by him, and they didn't know what complicated thing he was going to fold, just folding the paper for almost three minutes.

Finally, a rough outline was made, Ye Sheng's fingers quickly turned, covering the original creases, stretching them out, step by step, and finally, made a regular octahedron.

“…… What?! Wang Tou's eyes widened suddenly.

An octahedron appeared in the palm of his hand. Ye Sheng lowered his eyes and quickly opened it, he never forgot it, and recognized it at a glance, the creases on it were exactly the same as the creases of the human skin paper he picked up in the lantern room.

Someone used human skin paper and folded an octahedron......

He had a rough guess in his heart about what happened in the Night Crying Ancient Village. However, it is still necessary to determine the last step when feeding the snake tomorrow.

Ye Sheng threw the octahedron on the table, he was already too tired and planned to go back to sleep.

Guan Qianqiu looked at him, stopped talking, and asked everyone to rest first.

Tonight, she needed to wait for the resentment outside to fall asleep, so Guan Qianqiu stretched out her hand and took down the dreamcatcher net hanging next to her bed.

Shi Shi said worriedly: "Qianqiu, you must be careful. ”

The people from the King's Union next to him also came up, "Sister Guan, wake us up if something is wrong." ”

Guan Qianqiu nodded slightly, in fact, she didn't put the matter of "falling asleep" at ease. She just thought of Ye Sheng's indifferent and serious expression just now, and she was a little distracted.

She seems to ...... I've seen Ye Sheng like this.

Fingers touch the gently swaying dreamcatcher.

Guan Qianqiu's brain was chaotic for a moment. From the beginning of the night crying ancient village, their purpose is very clear, and they strive to use every minute and second in the most critical place. They racked their brains and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to finding out the conditions for death to do the task, to discuss ways to complete the materials.

Is this wrong?