Traveler Major League

Chapter 95 Myth
On the cliff in the night, a little bonfire illuminates this seldom-traveled land like stars.

The people's army sitting around the bonfire had an extremely enthusiastic atmosphere. They narrowly escaped from the cruel battlefield and were miraculously brought to this novel place by Liu Ze. Compared with the arid Shaanxi, the green forest and the surrounding sea water are all different. soothing their hearts.

The aroma of meat grilled and cooked in the bonfire aroused everyone's greediness and warmed everyone in this quiet night.

"Have you heard?"

"What?"

"Old Kong, Lao Kong said that our commander may be a fairy descended from the earth!"

"Hey, why did I hear Battalion Commander Yang say that the commander is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva?"

"Which Battalion Commander Yang?"

"Which one else could it be? The one from the militia battalion, the one who had both legs shot by arrows and had to be carried while walking."

"I've heard that as long as you follow the commander, you can go to heaven as a soldier and general when you die, and then each person will be divided into a little fairy!"

Cheng Mo's ears are sharp, and he happened to overhear the conversation of the soldiers when he passed by, so he quietly moved over and joined the lively chatting team, he is very good at making up such myths and legends.

"Do you know what houses are built in the sky?"

"What? Tell me, brother Cheng, you follow the commander every day, and you must know the most."

"All the bricks in the sky are made of gold and silver. Pearls are used as crushed stones, musk is used as mud to paste, and flower petals are used to pave the ground."

There was a lot of amazed voices from the people around, Cheng Mo swallowed and spoke more vigorously.

"Isn't it impossible to grow food?" A voice asked weakly, but it was drowned in the noisy voices.

"Let me tell you, the little fairy in the sky has such white legs that even the marrow can be seen, and her eyes are as bright as rubies. This is the only one that can be shared with everyone, and enjoy the blessings of everyone."

Unexpectedly, this kind of statement caused a lot of dissent. Someone asked: "Isn't this the bone spirit you are talking about? Its eyes are as red as wolves, so why don't you eat us?"

Seeing the doubtful eyes of the people around him, Cheng Mo quickly patched and said: "That's a description, do you understand the description? Who else is there who mutters that they can't grow food? There are steamed buns growing on the trees in the sky that day. There’s milk flowing in it, and honey in the sky! There’s no need to grow food!”

"What should I do if the steamed buns and milk are moldy and broken? If the steamed buns on the tree are dirty, how can I eat them? And the river is full of mud, so can the milk still be drunk? The sugar is everywhere, so sticky, how can I live! Then It’s not a good place, think about it! You don’t even have a drink of water, and you don’t live long there, I think you’re just talking nonsense!”

A series of rhetorical questions made Cheng Mo's face flushed, and a good-natured person next to him came to the rescue and said: "Go, go, don't be serious, listen to Brother Cheng, no, talk about it."

Cheng Mo curled his lips, collected himself and continued, "You know what, it's all written in Hongmaoyi's book!"

"Go on, let's talk about the little fairy!"

"The little fairies are all very beautiful, don't be disgusted with them, you don't necessarily want what you want!"

"What? Why can't I get it?" The soldier accepted the adjective, but when he heard Cheng Mo say that he couldn't get it, he became anxious.

Cheng Mo especially enjoyed this state of being complimented and asked for advice. He sat down leisurely, brought over a bowl of broth and tasted it: "This soup is a little watery!"

"Brother Cheng, tell me, why don't you get that little fairy?"

Seeing everyone in a hurry, Cheng Mo stroked his beard and smiled triumphantly, and said slowly:

"You have to fight the enemy bravely, and you can go to heaven to enjoy it after you die!" Cheng Mo licked the broth on his mouth, his heart was full of pride, and he couldn't help boasting in his heart: Look at this sharp turn, what a talent, If the head of the family knows that I give him a blowjob, can't he be listed as my confidant?
If the head of the family is really a god, he will have to take me to heaven. Before, he said he would start a sect for me. This is really smoking from my ancestral grave!
The crowd around Cheng Mo added another circle, and those who heard them swore and swore: "I have followed the commander through life and death, and I have given this life to the commander a long time ago, and I still talk about such nonsense!"

"That's right, we come and go in water and fire, and we will never frown when we go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil!" A squad leader who had gone through many battles said loudly, patted his chest, and then asked a little shyly, "Old Cheng, Tell me again that I have done a lot of meritorious service, so can I be divided into two more little fairies?"

"Hey, it's more than that!" Looking at the eyes of the people around him, Cheng Mo seemed to be back on the stage in the teahouse and continued to talk, "You will be given one if you have made a meritorious service once. Think about it, everything Yes, much better than the yellow-faced woman in your village!"

"Hey, if you divide it into dozens of people, how can you be busy?"

Hearing this, there was a burst of laughter around.

"Fart, you are no longer a mortal if you go to heaven. You have to have the energy of more than a hundred people. I am afraid that you will do too little meritorious deeds and not enough little fairies!" Cheng Mo continued, slapping his thigh triumphantly.

"If you go up to be a heavenly soldier and general, you will be free from disease and disaster for thousands of years, and you will not be idle if you live forever. Don't look at us as old now. When I go up to enjoy blessings, I will always be 30 or [-] years old. Year!"

"Then what kind of god is our master?"

Before Cheng Mo could reply, there were miscellaneous people beside him who said it was the Jade Emperor, some said it was the Queen Mother, and some said it was the Tathagata Buddha or the Taishang Laojun.

Cheng Mo sneered at this, and refuted them one by one: "The Jade Emperor's surname is Zhang, he is the Jade Emperor. He lives in the Lingxiao Palace, which is divided into 33 heavenly palaces and 72 palaces.

"This queen mother is a goddess, it is even more impossible."

"The Tathagata Buddha is a monk. Although the head of the family is also a short-haired prisoner, he has all kinds of flesh and blood. His eyes look at the little lady Lu Wan'er like a hook. He doesn't look like a serious monk."

"This Taishang Laojun's family is gentle and kind, and he doesn't easily fight with others. It is completely different from the personality of this master!"

People around asked one after another: "Then tell me, what kind of god did the commander come down to earth?"

Cheng Mo babbled, coughed twice and said, "I reckon, he's in charge!"

"The Hunyuan body is in harmony with the innate, and it is only natural for thousands of calamities. The insignificant and intangible is the Hun Taiyi, and it is like Chuxuan. It is not lead and mercury that has been refined in the furnace for a long time, and it is immortal. Sun Wukong is also!"

This is reasonable and well-founded when you think about it carefully. Then Monkey King is also the master of the rebellion who hit the Lingxiao Temple, is it true?
Just when the people in the three circles outside here were immersed in the shock of thinking, a long hand stretched in, twisted Cheng Mo's ear and turned it hard, and with the sound of "Ouch", Shouting, the people around came back to their senses.

Seeing that it was Liu Ze himself who was twisting and arranging Cheng Mo, they all scattered like birds and beasts.

At this time, Liu Ze's firm words came: "There has never been a savior, and there has never been a fairy emperor! We must rely on ourselves to create human happiness! We must be the masters of the world!"

Liu Ze himself could understand Cheng Mo's presumptuous myths about himself, but he couldn't accept it at all.

Religious myths at this time will have some benefits, but the disadvantages are also obvious, just like the various problems of religion in the modern world. One day, this logically self-consistent new religion will most likely become the greatest obstacle to human progress.

Even the cult of technology may be alienated into another obstacle, and the perfection of the present will indicate that it will be more difficult to jump out in the future.

Special religious beliefs are often based on faith rather than reason, which can easily lead to blind obedience and superstition.

In the long run, another sect will even be alienated to encourage believers not to think and question. This kind of blind obedience and superstition will undoubtedly hinder people's thinking and creativity.

There is also a high probability that there will be restrictions and constraints on people's behavior and thoughts, and such restrictions and constraints will hinder people's freedom and development.

Even if Liu Ze can't change everyone's inner thoughts and speculations, at least he must deny this kind of strange power in positive publicity.

Unlike other people's optimism, Liu Ze was extremely anxious.

Because on this seemingly safe island, a crisis is coming.

(End of this chapter)