He looked at Lin Qianqian for a long time, feeling her breathing. The girl's face was rosy, and there was some dust on the tip of her nose and forehead. The clothes she was wearing were also somewhat tattered, and he felt a hint of blood smell from her body.
Is she hurt?
How can you still be so lively despite being injured?
Can you still touch him all over?
He sneered three times, stared at the girl's face, slowly withdrew his head, and imitated Lin Qianqian's action just now, stretched out a hand with long bones, and could see the light blue veins, and touched the tip of the girl's nose.
Then he slid it down, stroking her lips with his thumb pads, and slightly hooked her chin with his index and middle fingers. The movements were very gentle, like feathers floating gently in the air.
"Well..." Lin Qianqian made some slight noises and pursed her lips in her sleep, as if she was mumbling.
The girl was sleeping soundly, and His actions did not wake her up.
There was a dark light in his eyes. He remembered that this girl would not be affected by his aura. She seemed to have recognized the wrong person. He remembered the look he saw before, the emotion in it, how warm and fascinating it was.
.
It was a pure look, filled with admiration, adoration, dependence and love. How should he choose?
"Trespassers..."
"believer……"
He murmured a few words, then retracted his hand, his long sleeves hanging on both sides, and his thin back seemed like a paper man when viewed from the side.
If Lin Qianqian were awake now, she would be able to see that his lower body was a piece of nothingness. Only his upper body was solid and could be touched. Starting from the hem of his clothes, he would gradually disappear from this world.
He noticed this the moment he transformed into a human form in front of Lin Qianqian.
In the past, the only believers would regularly send him sacrifices to maintain his demeanor so that he could absorb enough energy and not dissipate between heaven and earth.
Gods are born from human desires and greed, condensed from the human heart, worshiped, admired, and needed by them. From them, the gods absorb enough faith as nourishment to strengthen themselves. Correspondingly, the gods will also appear and complete human beings.
things needed.
This thing is what humans call a miracle.
But gradually, with the development of science and technology, human beings themselves are becoming more and more powerful, and they can accomplish many things without relying on gods.
Therefore, humans abandoned gods.
These human beings abandoned the gods they worshiped. The gods could not get nourishment and their strength gradually declined until the last believer left him. At that time, he would truly disappear from this world.
How long did He live?
Bai Yu started to think about it. It had been so long that he couldn't remember it.
How long has it been since the last time believers came to offer sacrifices?
How long?
I can’t remember this clearly either.
I just remember that it was a long, long time ago. The believers were all old and gray-haired. He felt the breath of impending death from their bodies. The believers prayed to extend their lifespan.
The sacrifices brought that time were very rich.
But he was too weak. After enjoying the sacrifices and absorbing enough power of faith, he fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up again, he didn't know how long it would be.
They were probably annoyed.
Annoyed that He did not send a miracle.
So, abandoned Him.
The god has been sleeping for too long. If it hadn't been for the sudden intrusion of this girl today, then he would have continued to sleep until he dissipated in this world in his deep sleep.
Father God is very weak now.
It is estimated that the actions he made before have used up most of his strength.
Wanwan hadn't slept yet, so he watched Bai Yu descend from the shrine again, watched the actions he made, and the auras emanating from his body. These omens all indicated one thing - this god was very weak.
Yes, this courtyard is so desolate. It is estimated that no one has come here for decades. Gods have different identities from God the Father. They exist because of human greed, desire, and human heart. They need human sacrifices.
Therefore, when a god has abandoned its own believers, it is undoubtedly pitiful and sad. They are being abandoned by their own believers.
Then he died in this world.
【Father God...】
Wanwan looked at the god with a desolate feeling all over his body, and was infected by him unknowingly. What kind of mood was that? Will he be unwilling to accept that he is about to disappear from this world?
After all, Father God is now a fallen angel.
But what can the Fallen Angel do? The only difference is that he feeds on human desires, greed and all other bad emotions.
Wanwan looked at the black mist emerging from Bai Yumei's heart, and sure enough, these pollutions were also affecting this fragment.
The god, that is, Bai Yu, looked at the beautiful sleeping face of the girl. The light in her eyes was dim and unclear, and there were flames dancing in her green eyes, and something called desire was growing inside.
I need believers.
Just one is fine.
——Can you become my believer?
I will protect you.
Will fulfill all your wishes, so can you become my believer?
I need you……
…
The next day, when Lin Qianqian woke up, Bai Yu had already transformed back into the statue. She said good night to the statue, then beat her sore back and legs. After feeling that her legs had regained feeling, she went out to look for him.
Got some fruit to eat.
There is no way, the only thing that can be eaten here is fruit.
Lin Qianqian sat beside the shrine, gnawing on the sour fruit, with a bitter look on her face, complaining to Wan Wan.
[Wanwan, I had a very uncomfortable sleep last night. When I woke up, my whole body felt sore.]
I couldn't stretch at all, it was so uncomfortable.
I really want to sleep in a big bed.
【Qianqian, Bao, I want to tell you something.】
Then Wan Wan told Lin Qianqian about Bai Yu's appearance again last night.
At the same time, he also told Bai Yu's current state.
Lin Qianqian used her limited brain capacity to extract the two most important sentences from all the words Wan Wan said.
[So Wanwan, do you mean that Baiyu has no followers, so he will disappear from this world? 】
[Yes, Father God is very weak now, and in this world, Father God is the last god, but now the last god will disappear from this world because of humans. ]
"That won't work!" Lin Qianqian said directly when she heard the news. She turned to look at the god who was quietly staying in the shrine. His smile was so gentle.
The white elm cannot disappear.
"White Elm."
If you disappear from this world because you have no believers, then I will be your believer.
Lin Qianqian stretched out her fingers and touched His sleeve. Looking at the statue's soft and compassionate smile, she was stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled sweetly.
She bit her lower lip, leaned her head in, slowly closed her eyes, and kissed the god's forehead, her crow-feather eyelashes trembling slightly.
With just a slight click, Lin Qianqian opened her eyes, her voice carrying stubborn seriousness.
"I will be your disciple, don't disappear."
The light in the girl's firm eyes was so sparkling and dazzling.
"May the gods favor you."
Bright golden sunlight shines from behind the clouds. From this moment on, the originally dark and silent courtyard is slowly enveloped by the light. Inch by inch, it is enveloped by the golden layer and gradually becomes more energetic.
As the words fell, a gentle wind blew.
It was completely different from yesterday's strong wind, just like a soft wind blowing through the mountain stream, carrying the smell of green grass.
The wind from outside blew in and blew over Lin Qianqian's exposed skin. The statue flickered, the red cloth and silk hanging around it fluttered in the wind, and the bells hanging under the eaves jingled in the wind, presenting a scene.
An easy-going and warm atmosphere.
Before Lin Qianqian could observe this change carefully, a low and sweet voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"At your request, my believer, as long as your body is immortal and your faith is immortal, I will give you all the preferences of the gods."
A silent contract is formed at this moment.
The god hugged his last believer from behind. He kissed the girl's hair, and his figure gradually solidified at this moment. His beautiful green eyes were filled with tenderness, and the color of the blood-red robe gradually faded.