Chapter 201 There are demons, who call themselves [braves]
Ning Feng took a breath looking at Charlie's face...
Of course this kind of thing didn't happen.
Perhaps he was used to it after watching it all night, so the horrifying scene in front of him did not frighten Ning Feng. He smiled at Charlie and said:
"Good morning, today is also... huh?"
Just as he started to speak, Charlie's ferocious face disappeared and turned into another appearance.
The mummy-like face was transformed into Charlie's "real" appearance.
A middle-aged priest with a carefully trimmed beard, wearing a quaint priest's robe full of dark age characteristics, and looking generally clean.
However, the seemingly gentle face now looked very serious and pale, full of slight disobedience.
Something has changed.
After learning the truth about this world, those things became a little different in Ning Feng's eyes.
Now Ning Feng can see the reality of the world clearly.
However, from time to time, there would be an illusory flicker on his body and he would turn back into an undead for a moment, reminding Ning Feng of the other party's true state.
Regarding Ning Feng's hesitation, Charlie spoke softly:
"What's wrong?"
His cold and hoarse voice becomes mellow and gentle at night, and he has the mature temperament of a middle-aged aristocrat, which can definitely cause special attacks on some women.
Upon hearing this voice, Ning Feng's DNA began to move involuntarily.
hiss!
Your voice is as good as instructor Yan!
You can become a late-night sex anchor, or... I'll set up a CP for the two of you later!
Walking slowly behind Ning Feng, the priest turned back to his human form and asked softly:
"What happened? Your expression looks a little surprised."
I was thinking about pimping you or something...
There is no way to say such words!
Originally, Ning Feng had always had a mentality of not taking it too seriously but not taking it lightly either, so he took it seriously.
However, this day's experience was not really difficult, which made Ning Feng relax a little.
After all, it's just a game now, there's no need to be so nervous, right?
The whole person relaxed and recovered the consciousness that had wandered away from random thoughts. Ning Feng thought for a while and said:
"No, I just think..."
Tilting his head, Ning Feng looked around at the decorations in the room. The frosted tabletop returned to its normal appearance of solid wood, and the tea leaves in the teapot were steaming.
There were no chains on the ground, and there were no traces of last night at all, as if it was all just a dream.
"It feels like a dream."
In a dream, I persuaded a priest to betray his god, which is quite touching when I think about it.
"How much do you remember about last night?"
"Everything, everything, I haven't forgotten any of it."
Putting his right hand on his chest, Charlie turned sideways and bowed to Ning Feng.
The whole movement is elegant and simple, without any trembling or strangeness.
Um?
Somewhat strange, Ning Feng looked at the other party a few more times and said:
"You seem to have seen a lot."
It seems to have become easier?
From Ning Feng's perspective, not only was it a change from undead to a living being, but also the temperament given to him by Charlie was somewhat different.
He originally thought that after experiencing such a high-intensity p... destructive mental construction, Charlie should have languished.
But unexpectedly, the opponent's condition was surprisingly good.
He no longer looked as if he had almost had a mental breakdown at night, but instead looked calm and honest.
It was as if after having his spine removed, he had found the strength to support himself again.
"As you said, I have actually understood everything a long time ago, and my belief in gods has long since disappeared."
Shaking his head, Charlie stepped forward and looked out the window side by side with Ning Feng, looking at the village that was gradually waking up.
The sun shines warmly from the sky, awakening the simple villagers who are about to work.
Farmers walked out of their houses one after another, wiped their faces casually a few times, and then walked towards the cultivated farmland with their farm tools.
"These are my subjects. They are hard-working and simple. Even if I restarted flogging at that time, no one would think of escaping."
When passing by Charlie's door, they would consciously slow down their steps for fear of waking up the sleeping priest.
"They believe in me and still work day after day."
Before productivity truly increased rapidly and before machinery completely replaced manpower, workers in every era had the same hard work.
They work at sunrise and rest at sundown. They are the most industrious and hardest working group of people.
But unfortunately, in many, many eras, their fate was also the most miserable.
Natural disasters and man-made disasters are unpredictable, and their income cannot be guaranteed.
Most of the fruits of labor that should belong to you will be taken away by the lords of the territory under various excuses, and the only food left for you is just enough food to survive.
The darkness in the dark ages is not just about the gods.
In that ignorant era, when divine power came over royal power, in order to maintain their own power, the rulers were also the most stringent in blocking the people's wisdom.
A sharecropper will remain a sharecropper for his entire life, and his ancestors will be sharecroppers for generations, with basically no hope of turning over.
It's okay to meet a good lord, but to meet a greedy and evil lord, even disgusting things like Chu Ye Quan actually happened.
And how many guys like nobles can be truly kind?
The slave trade, the black market, the Colosseum, black boxing, crazy dances... How many nobles have not gotten involved in these quick money-making businesses?
Therefore, the lives of most people at the bottom are extremely miserable.
"You may find it funny, but I think I deserve their love."
"Although I once devoted myself to the gods, I can confidently say that I am a good lord who will not bring shame to my ancestors."
Nodding slightly to the farmers, Charlie watched them walk away into the distance.
"As long as they follow me and believe in the gods, I will exempt them from taxes for three years and teach their children to read."
"In order to promote the love of God, I abolish all the laws of darkness and cruelty."
Standing beside him, Ning Feng could clearly feel the look in Charlie's eyes at this moment from the maggot-free eyes, which were kind and slightly sad.
"Sir, I don't think for a moment that this is all just a dream, but...it's a pity that all of this is false."
Yes, they are all false.
In Ning Feng's eyes, the villagers carrying farm tools had two faces, one human and one undead.
They are living a false life.
Next to Ning Feng, Charlie pretended to be ignorant and kept confusing himself.
Disturbed by this suppressed emotion, Ning Feng's relaxed mood was slightly restrained. He thought for a while and asked:
"If faith was once all that supported you... then what about now?"
After being stunned for a moment, Charlie, who had maintained a serious expression from last night to early morning, smiled.
Looking at the figures who were about to disappear into the distance, he said softly:
"They are my strength."
very good!
Ning Feng, who was looking at the smiling pastor in the sunshine, shook his head with a smile and almost applauded him.
This realization is really great!
Congratulations on finding your way back from the lost path, turning from darkness to light, and finally choosing the right script for life.
It is almost like an uncle who recognized the scumbag, found his goal again, and emerged from the ashes of the middle-aged crisis.
...Well, although the metaphor is a bit strange, it doesn’t matter!
Very charming.
"Speaking of which...why did you call me Sir?"
Ning Feng suddenly realized something that he had subconsciously ignored. Why was Charlie so respectful to him?
vigilance!
I remember, y.
Don't make it unfold so strangely!
The cp I want to form for you is about the same age as you, so don’t set up a branch line here.
I'm not gay.
"Because you allowed me to see my true heart clearly, and it was you who saved me."
Redemption?
Shrugging, Ning Feng didn't care much about Charlie's respect.
"It's too early to talk about redemption. Maybe I'm just a lunatic who talks nonsense."
Even if you respect me no matter how much you respect me, I can't help you get free now.
Speaking of which, if you take a script like this, what about me?
What kind of script did I get?
"Resist the gods and free the poor innocents from the curse..."
Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and Ning Feng blinked:
"Speaking of which, isn't this a very royal script for a brave man?"
A brave man was summoned from another world to try to save the world.
Approving his sudden idea, Ning Feng laughed.
"Okay, now that I have made this choice, I am a brave man."
now.
There is a demon who calls himself "The Brave".
"The first step is to set a goal that no one except the brave can achieve...achieve."
To resist the gods and to save a world that has been trapped for thousands of years is not arrogant.
Raising his hand and patting Charlie on the shoulder, Ning Feng turned and walked towards the door.
"Are you leaving?"
"Yes, since I said I would help you, I will not break my promise."
He paused at the door and touched the linen clothes on his body. Ning Feng turned back and said with a smile:
"But before that, can you help me prepare something?"
You see, if I were a brave man...
Then is it reasonable for me to collect the villagers’ wool and rummage through their boxes?
No one will resist.
really.
After being stunned for a moment, Charlie did not refuse and nodded:
"As you wish."
…
After entrusting Charlie with some materials he needed, Ning Feng said hello to him.
"Where are you going?"
Ning Feng walked towards the door, waved his hand without looking back, and said:
"I'm fine, I'll take a walk in the village."
As a brave man who has just embarked on a journey, the second step is to recruit companions.
Walking on the dirt road in the village, Ning Feng carefully avoided the muddy areas.
The prying eyes disappeared yesterday evening, and the atmosphere of the entire town seemed to have quietly changed a lot, becoming more friendly.
"It feels like the connection between this town and Charlie is deeper than I thought."
While thinking about it, Ning Feng found his target and waved his hand towards the fat man who was acting awkwardly in the distance.
"Jack."
He turned his head when he heard the call. Jack, whose expression was originally distorted by pain, changed his face and ran towards Ning Feng excitedly:
"grown ups!!!"
Standing there waiting for the other party to come over, Ning Feng was still smiling enigmatically, but his expression soon changed slightly.
Uh-huh.
Have you ever had this experience...a person calling you and running toward you with excitement on his face?
Ning Feng has it.
Jiang Wan always liked to do this kind of thing, and in the end she would jump up and jump on Ning Feng, and the two of them bumped into each other.
You may have experienced this kind of experience.
But has there been a ball-like creature that weighs more than 200 pounds and runs towards you with excitement on its face?
Don't come over here!
His expression changed slightly, and Ning Feng raised his hand to stop the brutal humanoid dump truck:
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Stop, stop, I said stop!
Kick after kick in the mud, Jack finally stopped the car in front of Ning Feng.
"grown ups!"
Smiling and nodding, Ning Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and asked deliberately:
"How is your recovery going?"
Bang bang bang!
Jack patted his chest hard and said proudly:
"Please don't worry, sir! It's just a whip mark. I'm very strong! And the pastor is actually very kind and won't be really cruel."
oh?
Are the chains from last night whip marks in his eyes?
"What do you want from me? Is there anything I can do for you?"
Looking at his widened eyes, Ning Feng seemed to be able to hear the classic prompt sound.
[Clang, clang, clang!]
[Military Jack has sent you an invitation to join the team! 】
"That's it. As long as you're fine... I just wanted to ask you, are there any rooms in Graywater Town that have been empty and unoccupied for a long time?"
【reject!】
Having ruthlessly cut off this possibility, Ning Feng had no interest in the casually thrown away human shield.
A little disappointed, but Jack quickly adjusted his mood and asked respectfully:
"Yes, sir, do you want to stay?"
"No, take me to see it, maybe..."
I'll meet some friends.
…
…
Following Jack through three empty houses, Ning Feng asked Jack to wait in the distance and walked forward alone when he passed the fourth one.
Dong Dong.
Ning Feng knocked on the door gently and kindly, and asked in a warm voice:
"Excuse me, is anyone there?"
The room was silent and no one answered.
There was obviously no one, but Ning Feng had an intuition that the other person should be behind the door, carefully watching his every move.
"Please don't be afraid, I'm a good person, really."
Still no answer, but his smile did not diminish, Ning Feng said to himself:
"Is he really gone? This is really a pity."
Without any surprise, he turned around and left.
Is it an illusion?
Ning Feng didn't think there would be a problem with his perception. The current situation was probably because the other party didn't want to show up.
After walking a few steps, Ning Feng suddenly turned his head and smiled at the closed door:
"My attitude will not change. When you are willing to come to see me, you can come to me."
It's really rude to break in...
It hasn't reached that point yet.
After all, the feeling the other party gave him seemed a bit familiar.
As a good young man of the new era who has a good style and never makes enemies with others.
Anyone who can give Ning Feng a vague impression will most likely not be an enemy.
After all, Ning Feng never made enemies.
If there is a grudge, it is usually avenged on the spot.