Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 293: Junlong is the one who strives to the west (3K)

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Although the infinite wisdom of all-knowing and all-seeing has seen Grace's past, she is still willing to listen to her followers' stories with her own ears.

This was a novel perspective that Ron had never experienced before.

It is a very private matter for believers to confess to gods. They usually appear in churches, in small prayer rooms, or in the dead of night.

Because the so-called confession is to confide the hidden secrets in everyone's heart to the gods.

However, few true gods or hidden beings will listen carefully to these useless trivia and "secrets".

Unless Sequence Zero is particularly gossipy and loves to listen to the noisiness and ignorance of human beings.

Of course, in addition to this, there is another type of people who like to hear and see another way of confession.

That is.
Confession of the Intis!
People will deceive their priests, they will deceive their husbands, they will deceive their children in confession, but they will rarely deceive the gods.

Another example is, "God, please forgive me for swapping with a stranger."

Because, in their hearts, the gods are too high to be seen or touched, and confession is like a vent to vent all the dirty thoughts in their hearts, regardless of whether the gods are evil or disgusting, or whether they like to hear it or not, anyway, they The psychological pressure was vented.

In the midst of extremely disdainful boos, the Heavenly Lord and God launched endless scolds and taunts at this shameless guy.

"Bah, that's disgusting!"

Although this does not bring her any substantial help, but is still a drag, the emotional value is priceless!
"Actually, this reflects the difference between you two and me."

Like, "God, please forgive me and the lady next door."

For Intis, a country with numerous talents, Infinite Wisdom actually has high expectations.

"Stop farting!"

Her eyes were red and her body was sobbing uncontrollably. It seemed that she was able to tell the story of the injustice she had encountered instead of confessing her guilt in front of the gods. This was a rare treat for her.

As time passed by, the porcelain shop owner soon finished describing his ill-fated first half of his life.

The prayers they receive every day, the confessions they hear, and the things they use as anchors are probably all messy and unspeakable things.

Therefore, please let me, Ron Sotos, bear some of this kind of mental pollution!
'I don't know if Russell is dead or not. If he is alive, throw him into the day when he was harmed by the Count of Champagne. Come to him dozens or hundreds of times, and he will be reckoned with for his sins of starting the colonial era! '

For example, "God, I actually tasted my friend's taste on my girlfriend's brother. Please send down divine punishment to punish this pair of bitches!" and so on...

At this moment, Ron felt more comfortable, stroking his "small animals", provoking the two vicious dogs next door, watching them barking like crazy but being unable to do anything about him. What could be more pleasurable than this? Have fun?

Among them, there are many who describe the "crime" process in detail!
I understand everything I understand.

"I am doing a good deed, and I will bring you two with me so that you can borrow some of it too!"

Running the church always gave Ron the illusion of raising a group of small animals. Watching them grow little by little always gave her a trace of satisfaction, filling her empty mood.

Looking at the tearful believer in front of her, the silver-haired lady thought about it in her heart, and stretched out her palm to gently stroke her black and shiny hair.

The silver-haired lady comforted the believer and gave her fatherly warmth while bragging shamelessly in her mind.

Just like those wealthy pilgrims and wealthy people who sought enlightenment and worshiped Buddha before the civilization of the previous era was destroyed.

Emperor Russell said it well, history is always surprisingly similar!
Based on the description in his diary, Ron could hardly imagine how bad the mental state of the "Eternal Blazing Sun" and the "God of Steam and Machinery" was.

Although she didn't know why she felt guilty in order to survive.

In the quiet atmosphere, the time has come to evening. Because there are no gas street lights in this city, only the red sky is left to splash the last brilliance.

The shop was filled with sleepiness and warmth.

"Sleep, child. God never remembers your faults. No one is guilty."

In the caress of the warm hands, in the gentle whisper like the spring breeze, Grace seemed to have had a long dream, dreaming that the gods were caressing her long hair, comforting her, tolerating her, and understanding her. she.

For this little creature with a low IQ, her unconditional trust was the reason why Ron focused on her.

The silver-haired lady picked up the sleeping "little animal" lying on her lap and put it in her arms. She pinched the store manager's face and kissed her forehead, just like a fairy tale. That way.

The rising sun slowly rose, the refreshing wind blew through the doorbell, and the jingling of the bell woke up Grace who was sleeping peacefully.

"When did I fall asleep?"

The black-haired lady rubbed her eyes and suddenly heard the creaking sound of Nianjiu's shop door. As soon as she turned her head, she saw an old lady in her many years walking quickly in front of her.

"Good morning Mrs. Freya, what kind of clay pot do you want?"

She asked habitually, looking at the landlord who was very generous to her.

"Little Grace, don't work too hard, good health is everything!"

"You know, that damn tax collector Yaye was found dead in his home this morning last night. My old sisters said he was strangled to death by the gold growing out of his belly!"

The gossip shared by the old lady instantly made this good-looking lady freeze in place, and her brain was a little unable to turn around.

"This must be the 'God of Wealth' discovering his crime and punishing him!" "And not only him, but also many tax collectors in the first few streets had their stomachs broken by gold, their intestines, and skulls There is gold growing inside and even in the brain!”

"I heard that even Elder Bader in the inner city was stretched to death. His belly was stretched as big as a house! He seemed to have taken the lead in resisting the God's Favorite before, but he didn't expect that it would end like this. "

Although she is already 60 years old, this does not prevent Freya from explaining clearly the gossip she learned from the old sisters early in the morning.

"Mrs. Freya, if I remember correctly, Elder Bader seems to be in charge of taxation in the city."

The words that seemed to be in a trance were filled with a little confusion. Grace felt that she had seen someone and something happened yesterday.

'By the way, Miss Sotos! '

She suddenly realized, but just when the black-haired lady was about to turn her head and look around, she suddenly froze in place.

Because in her memory at this time, there was no naked-footed, extremely beautiful silver-haired lady, but only a figure composed of endless layers of light!

In her memory, she took the light and shadow's arm and sincerely invited him to visit her home.

And this image is described and described in detail in the classics of "The Dominator of Time and Space" in a large space.

The sentence that impressed her most deeply was this warning:
"Do not look directly, do not test, do not speculate. This is one of the thousands of images of the all-knowing and all-seeing God."

Grace's eyes widened instantly and she touched her forehead that seemed to have been lightly kissed. Her legs softened and she knelt on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

"It's a waste of air to live, a waste of land to die, and I dare to take my money!"

The silver-haired lady cursed disdainfully, and then stuffed the head-sized gold nugget back into the King's Treasure House.

There are many people like Grace in this city, but Ron can't help them all personally.

Therefore, for the sake of the living environment of the "little animals", He specifically cursed the tax officials who had behaved greedily, causing them to die in agony and torture.

As for whether this would treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, it was not within Ron's consideration.

Even if she keeps "treating the symptoms", it will be enough to cure the disease forever.

If you have it, kill it. What's so difficult about it?
Never reason with great beings, because their existence itself is a kind of truth.

After the little wandering, Ron returned to the temple. She found the God's Favored One and listened to his next report and plan for founding the country.

If everything goes well, Ron will leave here and return to Backlund.

Running around these past few days made her miss her sofa and big bed.

"Lord Si'a has returned. Your will has been conveyed. The Seven Gods did not express support or opposition."

"Their attitude is extremely cold. Only the God of Knowledge and Wisdom sent a congratulatory gift!"

"Congratulatory gift?"

Hearing this, the silver-haired lady had a rather strange look on her face.

"Did He say something?"

Ron raised his head slightly, pursed his red lips, and asked curiously.

"The god who is widely believed in Lunberg, Maxi, and Sehgal seems to want to preach in the newly established country, and promised to let the "Church of Knowledge" give us certain support."

"The god said that he is willing to deal with smart gods full of wisdom. He also said that he would like to ask for your omniscience and wisdom in person..."

This, how embarrassing is this! ?
Ron was elated with the flattery, and his delicate yet determined face was filled with an uncontrollable smile.

How many years? How many years! ?

Her shining point, Ron Sotos, was finally discovered!
Finally, someone admired not her strength, but her wisdom!

Moreover, this still has the admiration of a true god with similar authority. This gold content is much stronger than that little she-wolf of Amanysis!

"Roy, say it again, I didn't hear clearly what the God of Knowledge and Wisdom said just now!"

Ron raised his head and loudly ordered the God's Favored One.

"..."

Roy Moore was speechless for a while, feeling very tired. It was really difficult to deal with such a god.

"The God of Knowledge and Wisdom said that I want to ask for your omniscience and wisdom face to face!"

Listen, what is the art of language!
Look, what is a long-term vision?
consult!

What a humble word, what a desire for knowledge, an attitude of eagerness to learn!

"Roy, agree to the request of the Church of Knowledge, and I promise that they can preach in my country!"

Such a visionary god is much better than those six pieces of wood!

(End of this chapter)