We followed the silly guy to the dirt road in the village, and saw many villagers coming out of each house. ※ Friends gathered in one direction, and everyone had a happy look on their faces. It looked like
The "village chief" as the silly guy calls him has really high prestige among the local people. We followed the villagers and finally saw an old man surrounded by a large group of children when we approached the village entrance: This old man must be
The village chief.
I didn't rush over, I just watched from behind the crowd. The old man called the village chief looked to be in his seventies. He was leaning on a crooked wooden cane, was slightly hunched over, and was neither fat nor thin.
, wearing a dusty gray cloth robe, with the hood of the robe lowered, revealing a head of almost white hair. The old man had deep eye sockets, and his face was full of wrinkles, with the lead-gray color unique to the skin of the elderly, but he looked
His complexion was very good, and his deep-set eyes were full of energy. His eyes seemed to contain the calmness and open-mindedness unique to the elderly of this age. The old village chief was surrounded by a group of children in the middle, and his robe was also worn by the villagers.
The naughty children rubbed them all black and white, but he didn't look annoyed at all. Instead, he opened the wide front of his robe, grabbed handfuls of rough candies from inside, and distributed them to the children with a smile.
The wrinkles all over his face were squeezed together when he stood up, and the old man was very angry: "They are all there, they are all there! Don't rob them, even good children! Lu An! Take care of the children younger than you."
The adults in the village gathered in a circle with a tacit understanding, and no one stepped forward to steal the spotlight from the children. Everyone watched the commotion of the children with cheerful expressions. The children who received the candies finally dispersed.
They ran to their parents and received a gentle slap: this was to teach them not to pull the village chief's clothes. Then a bunch of naughty children grabbed the candies and ran away. The villagers greeted the village chief,
Some young people who were impatient or liked to join in the fun jumped behind and asked what it was like in the big city. The old village chief responded cheerfully, and then he raised his head and saw the most conspicuous silly guy at a glance...
There was nothing I could do. The stupid big guy stood like an iron tower in the crowd. No matter how long, wide or tall he was, he was two times bigger than the others. The old village chief looked at him standing at the back of the crowd and shouted loudly:
"Silly man! Why didn't you push forward this time? Normally you would be at the front even if you were able to fight off several people with one arm, but what happened today?"
People moved aside one after another, leaving a clear road between the silly guy and the village chief. The former scratched his hair and replied gruffly: "Hey, I'm leading distinguished guests, so I can't embarrass them."
"Ah, there are guests!" The old man came over in a few steps. He was as agile as a young man. He looked at us in surprise, with confusion in his eyes, "These guests are dressed in strange clothes. Where did they come from?
Huh? Oh, I am the village chief of this Pine Forest Village, Koto. Have you guys just arrived in the past two days?"
I nodded hurriedly to the old man. Just when I was about to introduce myself, the stupid man introduced me loudly: "Several distinguished guests are all from the imperial capital. Chen is a wandering scholar and a learned person. The others are him
Family—but I didn’t remember the names…”
Only then did I realize that this stupid guy had almost forgotten all our names overnight! He only remembered one word of my name...
"Imperial Capital?" A trace of doubt suddenly flashed across the old village chief's face, and then he looked at our clothes. Lin Xue reacted very quickly, and immediately stepped forward and explained with a smile: "Our hometown is Imperial Capital. But we have been away from there for a long time.
We have been traveling all over the world. We just came back from a very remote place in the south. You see, the clothes we are wearing are from there."
"Oh——" The old village chief was certainly smarter than the stupid guy, but his knowledge was obviously limited to ordinary people. He nodded suddenly, "No wonder. But the clothes of these few people look like they are not ordinary people. This girl has
The clothes are more like the eldest daughter of some noble family."
I could still see the confusion in his eyes, and the implication of the last sentence was: She looked like a young lady from a noble family, so naturally she didn’t look like a traveler. As the head of a village, this person
Sure enough, the old man still subconsciously had some doubts about our group of strangely dressed people.
The old village chief was referring to Bingtis—the only one among the girls around me who was wearing a long dress. Qianqian was wearing a casual suit, and Lin Xue was wearing jeans and a fleece. Although in the eyes of the locals,
They are all high-end clothes that are not very sharp and gorgeous, but at least they don't seem to affect the activities. Only Bingtis wears her gorgeous dress as always, and she doesn't look like a world-traveling master.
In fact, Bingtis's clothes have always been the biggest hidden danger for me when I go around deceiving people that I am a wandering scholar: because except for people who live in martial arts movies and palace fighting dramas, it is difficult for ordinary people to believe that a normal girl can wear a pair of
Wearing a skirt below the ankle, you can walk quickly in the wilderness, let alone traveling around the world in this kind of skirt: Normally, Bingtis's dress is only suitable for finding a castle that is more than a hundred years old, where he can walk lightly with all kinds of manners.
Shake, I can't walk twenty meters in five minutes. I occasionally go to the castle tower to look at the wheat fields outside, waiting for the artistic young people to play the guitar below or the gay young people to set up a ladder to hook me up - but do you think this scene is similar to
Is there any compatibility with my Big Bingye?
Although I know very well that Bingtis can indeed walk swiftly in any environment wearing this dress, and she can even wear this dress and swing bricks to destroy the world... But I can't let it go when someone questions this matter.
Is Sister Bing performing a mountain run in evening dress? I think this is quite interesting, but it can easily cause Sister Bing to get violent and hurt others, and she will definitely beat me first...
Bingtis lowered her head and looked at the aristocratic clothes she was wearing. She first smiled proudly at me, showing off her "aristocratic temperament", then casually picked up a fireball in the air, causing a small stir around her and then followed the village.
The chief explained: "I am a senior conjurer. Wearing the robe is a professional requirement. Modifying the robe like this is a requirement for burning..."
The second half of her sentence obviously lacked the aristocratic temperament, but it seemed that no one paid attention to the lack of temperament: everyone was shocked by the fireball in her hand, and the old village chief subconsciously bent over and said with respect: "So you are
He's a conjurer, no wonder."
"The louse spirit released yesterday got some information," Bingtis explained in the spiritual connection. "I basically understand the clothing habits of people in this world and the characteristics of different classes and professions. I will tell you slowly when I have time."
I nodded subtly, thinking that this female gangster was indeed quite reliable at critical times.
In fact, her dress that was modified from an evening gown is quite suitable for daily wear, and to those who don’t know the truth, she looks a bit like a lady: this female gangster looks like a good girl just by looking at her back when she’s not talking.
.It’s just that in this world, things like formal dresses and long skirts still seem too “out of touch with the working class.” Of course, there’s no need to think about that now. Bingtis, a spellcaster, can take over the village chief, so I don’t have to plan how to do it.
She performed in evening dress and ran in the mountains...
"Village Chief, I beat the big guy yesterday, let's eat bear meat together at noon today," the stupid guy didn't feel anything about what just happened. Even the instant fireball just now, he hurriedly saw that no one said anything.
He spoke, "The priest should already be waiting in the square."
"Oh, this silly guy is really capable," the village chief responded. He put on his cheerful smile and warmly invited us, "Hurry up and come, some guests. This is the custom of our village - two
A little girl is here too, the meat is so stewed that even a child can eat it."
Pandora kept her anger bar silently with a dull expression, while Viska jumped up and down: "I'm not a child! I'm older than you!"
Who would believe it? It would be better if this girl didn't say anything. As soon as she jumped up, everyone around looked at this little girl who was only 1.2 meters in height and was overjoyed. Viska's truthful words just now were directly regarded as childish words. What if this
On a battlefield or enemy-occupied area, a hundred miles radius should be filled with rivers of blood within two seconds. Pandora and Visca working together can blast all primates within the range to less than 1.2 meters. But she
The two knew that this place was not to be messed with, so Huesca began to silently accumulate anger bars with Pandora...
The old village chief Coto smiled gently at the Pandora sisters, and his eyes stayed silently on us for a moment, but the look in his eyes for this moment was full of meaning. Then he walked toward the square on crutches, surrounded by a group of villagers.
, the silly guy greeted us and followed us.
I scratched my hair: What did his last look mean?
Anyway, we wanted to quickly meet the so-called priest. By the way, we wanted to see if we could learn more about the church and the goddess’s beliefs from him, so we followed the crowd towards the square. Lin Xue deliberately slowed down her pace to follow me.
At the end, he suddenly whispered: "Arjun, did you feel that the old village chief hesitated to speak when he looked at us for the last time?"
"I see," I nodded subtly, "it seems like they have some concerns about us, or maybe they have something to say to the villagers, but they didn't say it in front of us."
I just don’t understand what the old village chief’s concerns are: If you still feel that the identities of strangers who suddenly appeared like us are suspicious, or you are curious about our strange clothes, then it really doesn’t make sense - hasn’t Bingtis found a reasonable explanation?
The reporter said, if the old village chief is an old spy guarding the secret base, then it would be okay. Such people are born with an occupational disease of doubting everything. If a fly flies in front of them, if it is a little bigger, they will quickly snap it down to see if it is bigger.
It's not like he has a camera attached, but how can the village chief of such a small mountain village be so vigilant? From his appearance, the old man looks like the simplest kind of country old man. He is respected as a leader by the villagers because of his high moral character. I guess this village
The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and most of the local village chiefs are not civil servants. It stands to reason that even if such an old man is more knowledgeable and thoughtful than ordinary villagers, it will not be reflected in external hostility. Theoretically, there is no need to treat strangers passing by like this.
Very alert.
"This village seems to have quite simple folk customs. After contacting the locals, I can confirm that it is indeed very hospitable here." Bingtis also came over to talk about his observations, "We have been fighting with many people since yesterday.
Hello, so we can basically rule out the possibility that this village has always been repulsive to outsiders. In this case, the village chief's doubts about us are not because of our status as 'strangers', but may be suspicious of some other aspects. Maybe we are just lying in wait.
.”
The female gangster said this, but she didn't care at all in her tone. In fact, none of us cared about it - to everyone, this is a trivial matter that is not very important. We are not here just to have a meal in such a small village.
Yes, we all have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders. How big can this situation be compared with world peace? We are just guessing here because we are a little confused.
"Did you see something?" At this time, I suddenly realized that Lin Xue had not expressed much opinions. She was a prophet with the team. In addition to seeking good luck and avoiding disaster, she was here to act as a strategy guide. How could I not say anything at this time.
"Actually, they are all minor problems. Don't worry about them," the eldest lady said in a confused manner. "Everything will develop smoothly. When things go wrong, it won't be too late for me to come back and give you some advice. I only have one thing to say in advance:
Seeing is not necessarily believing, don’t be fooled by the first impression, and don’t be fooled by the second impression.”
The prophet's reminder is still as... half-understandable as ever, but she told us not to act impulsively and to analyze the situation calmly before we encounter it, which I understand.
At this time we have arrived at the village square. This open space where the goddess statue is enshrined seems to have many functions. It is not only a "religious place", but also a gathering place for various activities, and an open-air restaurant when the village has customary dinner parties.
At this time, the square has been decorated. Large and small wooden tables and chairs and stools of various shapes are distributed in an almost random manner. There are also a group of young people running back and forth to carry more tables, chairs, and household items from a distance.
Come over: It seems that not everyone has gone to greet the village chief. There are also many people who stayed behind to arrange things for the party. This must be based on certain rules. I see that there are all kinds of tables and chairs.
Most of them have some traces of handicrafts, and there is even a solid log pier stamped on the ground as a stool. This must be something that comes from various households. The silly big guy is the person who contributed the most here: the prey is
Of course he didn't need to provide anything for what he caught, but I guess no one would use it even if he provided it - this big man has nothing to offer. After searching the whole house, there were only three wooden chairs, and the rest can be used as stools.
It was the pile of stones in the courtyard, each weighing half a ton. He and the young men responsible for carrying tables and chairs did not have the revenge of killing their father...
"Oh... Arjun, Arjun. Why did I remember that the temple fair is coming?" Qianqian happily wandered around among the large number of tables, chairs and crowds. When she came back, her face was flushed with excitement, she danced and shouted to me, "
It’s so lively! I went to a temple fair in the countryside once when I was a kid. I haven’t seen it since junior high school~!”
I also feel that the battle in front of me is a bit like a temple fair (of course the scale is definitely not enough, but the atmosphere is just that). It is really difficult to connect the scene with the sect of a certain goddess in the star field, and of course it cannot be connected with the "Holy Supper"
.In fact, this sect may also be high-end and western-style in places like the Imperial Capital. Before eating, an old man in a god's robe will stand in front and give a five-minute ideological report to the crowd, and then all the diners must bow their heads and make five-minute speeches to the god.
A minute-long thought report, and at the end, you should neatly say "Praise my Lord" to the goddess statue. The implication is to say to the goddess, "I will eat first, you can do whatever you want", and then after the meal, have sex with the goddess for five minutes.
Thought report or dining experience: Anyway, I guess places like religious centers should be serious like this. However, in this small pine forest village, everything is simplified to the scene in front of us: a group of children and a Qian Qian sitting on a table and chair
The crowds were running around wildly, and the villagers happily took their seats and sat down casually, calling for friends and company. Some people were constantly bringing out rough wine from home or snacks made by various families to put on the table. In the middle of the square,
In front of the statue of the goddess, an unprecedentedly huge pot has been set up. The thick soup inside is boiling and the aroma of meat is overflowing. A fat black man wearing a priest's robe as an apron is stirring the pot vigorously with a shovel. The uncle's neck is
There was also a golden goddess medal hanging on it. While he was stewing the meat, he held something that looked like a Bible and muttered: "Thank the goddess for the food! Thank the goddess for the peace! Thank the goddess for the pepper, aniseed and the old soup base."
...Jon! Chop up the remaining half of the bear paw and throw it into the pot - thank the goddess for the bear paw! Goddess, I put too much salt..."
I:"……"
Bingtis stared dumbfounded at the big black man who used the priest's robe as an apron, wiped his hands on the robe, and randomly changed the words in the Bible. He murmured to himself: "...Is this the priest in the village?"
I immediately felt that I might not be able to get much out of this uncle's mouth - he might not have read the Bible carefully. To ask him about the legend of the goddess, I might as well steal his book...
Lin Xue grabbed Bingtis's arm, with a bit of laughter and laughter on her face: "What about that, Sister Bing, don't take it too seriously. After all, this is a religion created with a USB drive as its core. Their teachings are not the same as those of Star Territory."
It’s definitely not in tune…”
The eldest lady wanted to calm down Sister Bing and prevent her from killing the black uncle on the spot in front of the statue to show his dignity. However, Sister Bing’s next words were beyond everyone’s expectations: “This believer is too suitable for me.
! There was a pope in my past who had almost the same temperament as him - it's a pity that the child died of old age when I was sealed. I haven't met such a compatible believer in the past two years..."
I:"……"
Now I understand. Sister Bing’s standard for recruiting believers is that she has a similar temperament. I secretly looked at the high-spirited female gangster and tried to figure out what kind of pope she must have been in order to make even this gangster leader feel satisfied. Finally, I came up with an idea.
Conclusion: If a believer under Sister Bing who has a high enough status is thrown into any church with normal views, dragging him out of the church and killing him on the spot would be considered beneficial to the country and the people...
But I looked around again, looking at the happy children and smiling villagers, as well as the black uncle who was still chattering to the goddess as usual, with a complaint in his three prayers, and suddenly I felt that it was something like this
Believers are not bad either: the maverick "priest" may not be very educated, but I believe he is sincere to the goddess he believes in.
As if sensing what I was thinking, Bingtis also spoke leisurely: "A believer who crawls in front of the statue and prays and trembles day and night may not be sincere. He may have a guilty conscience or may have selfish desires and desires, but a believer may
The believers who sit in front of the statue and complain to the statue for a long time about any grievances are definitely sincere. I prefer to treat the second type of believers as children. But sometimes they are too upset, and I will send an incarnation to follow them.
The gods popped out of the statues and told them: How old are they and they are still crying in the confessional..."
I opened my mouth but didn't say anything: It's hard to imagine what kind of people there were in Sister Bing's sect back then!