As the night got darker, Lisa lay next to Lev and whispered.
Her eyes, as blue as the sky, were as bright as stars.
"Is he...an apostle?"
The apostles Lisa spoke of were certainly not the tragic products of the Demon World of Arad.
Just like Taoism has left a deep imprint on flower growers, it has its own religious color in the Bear Country.
The meaning of apostles in that religion refers to the twelve people under God.
Of course, Lisa knew more and newer vocabulary, but faced with the kind of brilliant power that it would be difficult for any mortal to understand in his lifetime.
She suddenly found that she could no longer face that seemingly ordinary man calmly. He obviously no longer had the same blood as them...
That feeling, maybe it's fear?
Lisa couldn't use frivolous or illusory words to describe him. She tried to summarize him with the words that she felt were the most solemn.
Even that summary made her feel some kind of uneasiness from the bottom of her heart:
Just like in the custom of planting flowers, measuring the length of a snake will bring certain unfortunate disasters.
And looking directly at the majesty of God will also make people feel a sense of blasphemous sin.
If Lisa wasn't a believer, she might not feel this way.
Just like for a person who has no faith, overthrowing a temple or smashing a statue of a god will not scare him.
Perhaps what embarrasses him more is the negative attitude of those who believe in it.
But unfortunately Lisa is not only a believer, but also extremely devout...
Later she met him, and from then on her empty heart found a new home, and no longer needed the filling of faith.
Perhaps the heart can be compared to an empty nest, it is born empty.
So people can't help but fill it with all kinds of things: the joy of gaming, the unforgettable hatred...
When a creature emerges from the amniotic fluid, it needs to face its empty heart.
But the world will not allow an empty heart. If people do not fill it themselves, then something else will try to fill it...
"apostle?"
After hearing Lisa's words, Lev turned his head and looked at his wife:
"I don't think he would follow anyone or..."
"……god"
Lev kissed Lisa on the forehead, and then his wife pushed her away with a look of disgust:
"I told you if you don't brush your teeth, don't even think about touching me again!"
So Lev, a former adventurer who once fought a giant bear as strong as a mountain, hesitated for a moment, just when he was weighing which one was more troublesome, the trouble of running to brush his teeth or the resentment of his wife.
Lisa couldn't help but grab his ears, and then the former adventurer Lev was driven to the sink...
"By the way, why don't you let Misha follow him?"
Lisa suddenly thought of something. She leaned against the door next to her and looked at her husband and asked.
During the day, Yi Qiu once said that she could take their son to the temple for practice.
But he also said that he might not have much time.
However, he will find a suitable path for their son, and the future situation will depend on him.
"Why?"
Lev cleaned up the foam in his mouth and said vaguely:
"Yi is no longer the same person he used to be. I can't use our friendship to make him make any setbacks."
"He was once indeed powerful, but he was still at a certain limit."
"but now……"
Lev suddenly stopped, with some unspeakable emotions in his eyes:
"You don't want to know what he did during that period..."
"If Misha is really good enough and worthy of the title of his disciple, then let him go."
"I'm just an adventurer who got an arrow in the knee. Giving him the best sword in town is already an extraordinary achievement..."
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"Network player?"
Chen Guapi looked at the innocent panda in front of him, which was grabbing a piece of bamboo and chewing it with relish.
The feeling was like enjoying delicious food, which made Chen Guapi want to try the taste of bamboo.
But after all, he is not a real melon skin yet, and he feels that single men should be kinder to their mouths.
Chen Guapi looked at the panda in front of him. This guy was getting fatter and fatter now.
Moreover, in order to maintain its health, it has not bathed for a while, and its body is covered with yellow mud marks. Of course, Chen Guapi and some experimenters have different views on this.
Chen Guapi didn't think it was a panda, although it did look similar.
Even after entering the laboratory, it gained a status like a panda.
However, Chen Guapi was not greatly affected by its strange charm. He could sense what kind of lazy soul was hidden under the body that exuded damn charm.
This guy just wants to find a canteen...
Chen Guapi shook his head, took out his mobile phone and started reading some religious legends of the Miao people.
Chen Guapi is a Miao, but in this era of racial integration, that can only explain the origin of his ancestors.
In addition, maybe extra points for the college entrance examination are also a good added value...
Of course, sometimes, it can also increase the probability of attracting girls' curiosity.
Therefore, even though Chen Guapi, who had never even seen the Miao costumes since he was a child, was able to speak clearly and clearly when talking about those difficult and difficult things like witchcraft and Nuo.
Probably behaviors driven by reproduction as the core can gain greater source of power.
However, this does not change Chen Guapi's current situation of being single.
After all, he fell in love with games in college...
In fact, he has almost forgotten all the knowledge he once memorized in order to pick up girls.
But since the last dream, he felt that he might need to learn it again.
Chen Guapi touched his forehead, which was smooth and round.
Even because of my oily skin, it feels a bit smooth and smooth.
However, Chen Guapi always felt that there was something vaguely there, but he was not sure.
Chen Guapi couldn't help but press his forehead, but nothing strange happened.
But the abnormality that originated from the bottom of his heart and accumulated day by day told him: he was not dreaming.
Or, is it a very long dream?
Just as Chen Guapi was flipping through his phone, he might have some idea of what it was:
Maybe a pair of horns, a pair of horns...
If it weren't for the panda, or the iron-eating beast, Chen Guapi probably wouldn't have thought of that section.
Probably fate has given him some kind of restricted package, and as a mortal, he can only wait quietly for fate's favor or curse:
"I have the iron-eating beast, I have the horns, maybe I need to grow another pair of wings?"
Thinking of this, Chen Guapi couldn't help but laugh.
Where did fate come from? How can today's world be disturbed by those ancient legends?
It contains all truth and goodness, beauty and ugliness. This world has a new future that belongs to it...