The wide streets still retain some ancient traces from the last century, and the flagstones paved with wide bluestones still retain the imprint of time.
The wind blew slowly from the street corner to the street, gently touching everyone.
Among all living beings, there is one person who seems to be particularly favored by the breeze.
The sweet fragrance lingered around him, a gift brought to him by the wind.
In addition, this wind is also mixed with inexplicable emotions, large and small.
Joy, anger, regret, hatred, all kinds of flavors and conditions in the world seem to be brewing in the wind, mixed into a pool of bitter and mellow wine, which directly intoxicates the drinker.
Lin Ming touched his somewhat dizzy head and confirmed that the emotions he had just sensed and then disappeared quickly were not hysterical, but real.
The emotional impact was so huge that even a soul as strong as his was unstable for a moment, so much so that his body in the sun became illusive for a second.
"Where do those emotions come from? Could it be..."
Lin Ming rubbed his forehead in confusion and looked at the complicated crowd.
If his guess is right and those emotions really come from the people around him, then he doesn't know whether this change is good or bad.
The most important thing is that he doesn't even know why he can prove those emotions, he just hopes it's not a bad thing.
This sudden change interrupted his original calm posture, causing him to involuntarily walk towards the church not far away.
Since things have changed, it's better to resolve it quickly.
He obviously followed the flow of people and walked into the church closest to him. The dome of the church was a colorful glass bowl, which reflected beautiful light when the sunlight shone down.
The beautiful light is like a beam of light, focusing on the statue of God in the middle of the church.
The surrounding tourists and the church priest looked at the statue of God with pious eyes, and the author prayed enthusiastically.
Everyone's eyes are full of enthusiasm and longing.
Lin Ming also looked over.
There is no normal statue of God above the church, but it is clearly a human statue without a face.
In the national culture of Long Xia, how can something like a mountain spirit and wild monster be worthy of the worship of everyone?
But no one who came and went, whether they were foreigners or local Longxia people, noticed that something was wrong.
They closed their eyes and chanted sutras, and everyone had a happy smile on their face, as if they had really received blessings from the gods.
Seeing Lin Ming's physical discomfort in this cult-like scene, he was also filled with psychological contempt.
"Dear traveler, do you need any help? The merciful Lord will grant all your wishes!"
The priest with a tall nose, wide eyes and light blond hair walked out from the crowd, walked up to Lin Ming, and spread the Lord's teachings to him with a smile.
Lin Ming put away the cold light in his eyes, turned his head and looked at the kind-hearted godfather like an ordinary tourist and asked.
“Will the Lord really grant all my wishes?”
"Yes, when you believe in my Lord devoutly, the gods will send you blessings."
The godfather looked at Lin Ming as gently as he looked at a lost lamb.
"Really? That's great. I hope Zhu can help me realize my wish and kill my enemies!"
Lin Ming looked at his godfather with a smile.
The godfather changed his expression to a more serious one.
"Dear child, what happened to you that made you so angry?"
"You know, when you pray with these negative emotions, you're not going to be religious enough."
"It is better to put down these sharp and dirty desires and throw yourself into the arms of the Lord. You will gain eternal happiness."
The godfather's words were eloquent and moving, but Lin Ming was unmoved.
"No, my enemy is pretending to have deep hatred. He killed my wife and daughter, hurt my family, made me homeless and unable to return home. Unless he is killed, I will not be able to eliminate my resentment!"
"How about my godfather tell me what I should do?"
"Oh, dear child, I sympathize with your experience, but you should not let hatred fill your heart. When the devil of hatred takes over your heart, you will one day become a devil!"
The godfather began to exaggerate his words and even added some body language.
If the person standing in front of him is an immature or unstable person, he will probably be easily led astray and fall into endless self-blame.
"Dear child, please protect yourself from being invaded by the demon of hatred. Please believe that I also believe in the benevolent gods. Those who hurt you will one day be punished!"
Everyone standing next to the godfather smiled, as if hearing beautiful fairy music.
Lin Ming looked at this harmonious scene, but wanted to smash them into pieces. He raised his voice and let out a series of laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"It turns out that the so-called god who can fulfill all my wishes can only do this? Faced with the person who hurt me, the god advised me to tolerate and give up?"
"Then why doesn't God send down divine punishment now to punish those who have done evil? Why should we, who have not done evil, kneel here and repent?"
"Is this the grace of God? Is this the secret of the church? I can't understand it!"
"Could it be said that gods are not omnipotent?!"
Lin Ming's shocking remarks made religious believers serious.
The kind-faced godfather just now almost transformed into a devil in an ukiyo-e painting.
"Devil! Devil, you have been corrupted by the devil!"
"You are not worthy of God's grace. You will live in hatred and regret for the rest of your life!"
"Hell is your final destination!"
"Drive away this man who dares to blaspheme!"
The words of sadness, louder than the other, stabilized the emotions of the believers. They united together and looked at Lin Ming with a gloomy look.
Countless pairs of eyes opened like one body and one will, and magnificent songs sang judgment.
"Those who blaspheme are unforgivable sins!"
"Those who blaspheme are unforgivable sins!"
"Those who blaspheme are unforgivable sins!"
The sound became more orderly and louder than the other, gradually resounding in Lin Ming's ears.
"If you question the slightest bit, you will shout to fight and kill. This is nothing more than the gods you believe in!"
Lin Ming smiled.
"Hahahahahaha!"
"If your god really exists, then he must be a weak and weak god!"
"He shouts and kills indiscriminately, and controls and manipulates believers. He is like a devil compared to me!"
"Come on, come on, let me see how you are going to punish me, the blasphemer!"
"Are you going to continue to be patient? Or are you going to burn me to death with your torch!"
Lin Ming smiled, and the cracked smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more bloody and beautiful.
"Why don't we compare!"
"Look, it's faster for you to burn me to death, or for me to tear your gods apart!"