After hearing this, Old Tang's brows instantly tightened and his whole face turned green.
He never expected that this guy who suddenly came over to talk to him actually wanted to rape him!
In an instant, a feeling of electric shock went from head to toe, and Old Tang just wanted to flip the table and die with these drunkards immediately, regardless of his weird and strange feelings, regardless of his strange sense of disobedience!
He doesn't want to stay in this fishy smelly place anymore!
Old Tang took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then looked at the guy who spoke.
He was about 1.7 meters tall, but he looked very thin, with a sallow complexion and a malnourished look. He looked like a sickly man, as skinny as a monkey.
The skinny monkey's face also had a wretched smile, as if he looked at Old Tang like a piece of plump and tender fat. After all, this was a guy who looked like he had just arrived here, and he probably didn't have much background.
He was still wearing clothes that were soaked by the rain. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted, giving people the impression that he was easy to bully.
"Who are you calling the pretty boy?" Old Tang asked with a forced smile on his face, an expression that was so distorted that it could be called a ferocious smile.
His fists are clenched tightly. If the Dragon King doesn't show off his power, do you think he is a lizard?!
The thin monkey laughed: "I'm talking about you! Why, aren't you?!"
Old Tang laughed angrily and snorted coldly: "Since you say I am a pretty boy, I will let you see who is the real pretty boy!"
Old Tang suddenly waved his right arm and hit the thin monkey's head hard. The punch was not very fast. The opponent could even clearly see the movement of Old Tang's arm, but the thin monkey could not avoid it at all.
Open, because Old Tang's movements are so tricky! Even if he sees the movement, there is no way to avoid it.
boom--!
There was a muffled sound, and then there was the sound of bones breaking!
The skinny monkey's screams followed.
He clutched his stomach and curled up into a ball, his face was pale, and beads of sweat as big as beads rolled down his forehead.
Old Tang glanced at the pirates around him indifferently, and finally set his sights on the bearded man.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
The big man looks much stronger than the skinny monkey, and he also looks much smarter than the skinny monkey. At least he was not scared to the point of pissing his pants by Old Tang.
I have to say that after the punch, Old Tang felt physically and mentally relaxed.
He squinted at the bearded man: "Tell me, do you have any unwanted thoughts about me?"
The bearded man chuckled: "How is that possible? Don't listen to his nonsense. I just like you and want to make friends."
"Tsk."
Old Tang waved his hand impatiently and looked at him condescendingly: "I don't have time to talk to you now. I want to ask you a few questions."
The bearded man looked at the other party's vaguely golden eyes. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. For some reason, a little fear arose in his heart. He nodded quickly: "No problem! You can ask whatever you want.
!”
"Then tell me first what are the red boots you mentioned before?"
Old Tang asked.
The bearded man did not answer directly, but laughed twice, showing a knowing look, and said mysteriously: "That is a man's paradise, there are all kinds of beauties there. Okay.
Help the lost girl there."
"..."
Old Tang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and slapped the table furiously, causing the table to let out an overwhelmed wail.
The bearded man immediately trembled with fear.
Old Tang gritted his teeth: "Damn it, try giving me another nonsense! Believe it or not, I will throw you in to feed the sharks!"
The bearded man suddenly fell silent and said tremblingly: "Then let me put it in another way..."
"Get out! That's not what I meant!" Old Tang roared, then stroked his forehead helplessly. He felt a little tight in the chest and short of breath for a moment.
After all, he was the one who first asked this question, but he didn't expect it to be in that kind of place. The key is that he asked this question with a serious face...
It’s so embarrassing!
The drunkards around me who heard the topic about red boots actually looked at them with understanding eyes...
Damn it, he has no interest in those human women at all!
Even Jörmungandr has no attraction for him!
Old Tang took a few deep breaths, then tried hard to suppress his anger. He looked at the bearded man and said in a deep voice: "Let me change the question again. Are you a local? Are you familiar with this place?"
"Of course I'm familiar with it!" the bearded man immediately raised his neck and said, "I'm a local! You can ask whatever you want! I know everything here, from an eighty-year-old man to a one-year-old child.
I even know how many pigeons there are in front of the Church of Santa Arianna."
The bearded man patted his chest, fearing that Old Tang would think him useless and give him a good meal.
"What's your job?"
Old Tang nodded and silently wrote down what he heard, but instead of asking immediately, he changed another question.
"Me, I make a living on the sea." The bearded man pointed at the gun holster on his waist and said hesitantly: "I fish on the sea... I sell fish for money."
Old Tang rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart, unable to find such a simple reason.
Don't you mean it's obvious that you are a pirate?
"Yeah." Old Tang nodded dullly, and then said, "Since you know so many things and still make a living on the sea, then you must know whether there are any ships passing through here."
"Of course! Several cargo ships pass by here every month."
The tone of the bearded man became relaxed and cheerful, and he said: "Our Utopia Port always has three or four cargo ships passing through here every month, so the dock here is also very prosperous, and there are many merchants buying goods here every day. From time to time
There will be some passenger ships coming to our port because of the storm."
"Because Utopia Port is too small, our location is not included in any nautical charts. However, there are some private routes that will pass through us. For example, the freighter of the tycoon Dwayne Dantès."
Old Tang thought for a moment and remembered who the rich man mentioned by the bearded man was. He was a rich man who was quite famous even in the mixed-race world. However, it was said that his reputation was not good because of his personal moral indiscretions.
Not very good.
But these have nothing to do with him, after all, he is not familiar with the rich man at all.
But maybe they can contact Kassel College through the rich man's freighter, and then they can go back.
It seems that the bastard magician has not done anything yet and threw them on a desert island with no communication with the outside world.
Old Tang nodded and continued to ask: "Apart from this, do you know any other news?"
"I know a lot!" said the bearded man: "I tell you, although I am a rough man, I know the situation on this island very well!"
"What is St. Arianna's Church?" Old Tang was very interested in this church. After all, he had never heard of this church.
I don't know why, but he has been very sensitive to things involving religion recently.
"This church is amazing! It is the only holy religion on this island." The bearded man said: "Saint Arianna is an angel who serves the goddess of the night, and the church here is her sanctuary."
The bearded man's tone was full of pride.
But Old Tang was confused.
"???"
The goddess of the night?
What kind of god is this?
Why has he never heard of it?
If he had heard the name of a strange god before, he most likely wouldn't have felt anything strange. After all, there are too many confusing niche religions in this world, and one more church that believes in the goddess of the night doesn't count.
So strange.
However, cults have become popular recently, especially the mysterious church, which seems to have suddenly appeared in this world, and is extremely weird.
So Old Tang had to be extremely vigilant.
Who knows if this Church of the Night will be the next Secret Church?
"The goddess of the night..." Old Tang muttered to himself, and then looked at the bearded man, "What kind of god is this goddess of the night?"
The bearded man showed a very shocked look: "You don't know about the goddess of the night? The goddess of the night is one of the seven righteous gods in the world!"
"..."
What other seven righteous gods were created?
Old Tang was sweating in his heart, thinking, Damn, has this place been completely brainwashed by a cult?
Sure enough, this place is full of weirdness. When you get the chance, take Lu Mingfei and the others out of here as soon as possible, and then report this place to Cassel College to give them a headache.
"I really don't know about the goddess of the night," Old Tang shrugged, "I haven't even heard of the Seven Great Gods."
"How is that possible!" The bearded man shook his head and said, "You don't know the Seven Great Gods?" The look on his face looked very shocked, and he looked at Old Tang with an unbelievable look, as if Old Tang was
It's like a primitive man jumping out of some knotty corner.
Old Tang didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only nodded slightly stiffly.
The bearded man sighed and said, "Hey, I really sympathize with you." He sighed as he said this, as if Old Tang didn't know what the Seven Righteous Gods were, which was a regrettable thing.
"What's wrong?" Veins popped out on Old Tang's forehead.
There's obviously something wrong with this place, okay?
Where are the seven righteous gods in this world?
This is just a lie spun by a group of cultists.
But looking at the look of regret on the bearded man's face, I guess even if he said it, the bearded man might not believe it.
Old Tang didn't bother to explain anything. After all, these cultists have been completely confused. No matter how much you say, they won't believe it.
However, since there is something about the Seven Righteous Gods, Old Tang is still ready to test it: "Which Seven Righteous Gods are they?"
"Of course the Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, the Earth Mother, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, the God of Steam and Machinery, and the Fool."
"Although I didn't study very well in the church school, I at least understand these common sense!" the bearded man said proudly. "When I was enlightened in the church Sunday school, I relied on "Apocalypse of the Night" to understand the words.
, both chapters of the 'Book of Wisdom' and the 'Letters of the Saints' mention the creation myth. The seven righteous gods are also mentioned."
"The Creator woke up from chaos, broke the darkness, and created the first ray of light. She completely integrated into the universe and transformed into all things. Her body became the earth and stars. One of her eyes became the sun and the other...
As the moon, part of her blood surged into the seas and rivers, nourishing and nurturing life... Her spirit became the eternal sun, the lord of storms, the god of knowledge and wisdom..."
"These are all common sense, even a three-year-old child knows them."
"..." Old Tang.
With all due respect, what kind of common sense is this!
He has never heard of any of these messy gods! What kind of creator is there? What kind of weird myth is this? Did Pangu create the world? Or did God create the world?
What kind of miscellaneous stitching monster is this?
He couldn't see any familiar shadow here. Because as a dragon, his existence itself is a member of myths and legends. Many gods or heroes in ancient times are his incarnations. The same goes for other dragon kings.
.
And the god of the dragon clan... is the Black King who created them.
But in this weird creation myth, he didn't find any familiar shadow of himself in it. This is simply unscientific!
Old Tang resolutely refused to admit the authenticity of this myth, and determined in his heart that it was the work of some evil cultists!
The Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, the Mother Earth, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, the God of Steam and Machinery, the Fool... they must all be made up.
etc……
There seems to be a god's name mixed in with a completely different style of painting...
Why is there one among the Seven Righteous Gods called The Fool?
It's as obvious as an ugly duckling mixed in among a bunch of white swans, okay?
but,
Fool...
Why does this sound familiar?
But thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember where he heard this name from.
Old Tang tried hard to recall this incident, but found that the more he thought about it, the more he became confused.
Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you think about it or not.
Old Tang gave up thinking and asked instead: "...then, do you know the Lord of Mysteries?"
When talking about cults, Old Tang suspected that they were related to the Secret Church.