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The three of Mo Mei were surprised when they heard what Liang Yong said, not because they didn't believe it but because they didn't understand. **They are not as systematic and profound as the Chinese nation's understanding of gods. In China, three-year-old children know that gods are omnipresent and omnipotent, transcending the world.In the final analysis, it is still a matter of cultural background. This is just a primitive tribe without even written words. It is thousands of years behind the Chinese civilization. It is good to have worship of gods, so don't expect them to know more about gods.

In their eyes, gods are nothing more than powerful figures from the sky, just like the iron birds that often fly around in the sky, they are all artifacts that they envy and yearn for.So they respect and appreciate Liang Yong, but they don't pay homage to him, but treat him as a close friend, and feel that Liang Yong is no different from them except for his great ability.

Liang Yong found that what he said had no effect, and looking at their expressions, he knew that their understanding of God was still at a very shallow level.Reluctantly, he asked them to sit down, and began to give them a lecture about God's love for the world.Mo Mei and the others heard such a wonderful fairy tale for the first time, and they were immediately attracted. They all looked at Liang Yong eagerly, more seriously than elementary school students who were modestly educated.

In such a situation, it would be a pleasure to have a certain godfather present. There are such humble and educated believers, and he will definitely teach them the orthodox teachings and make them true Christians.It's a pity that we Xiaoliang don't know any teachings. He has heard of the traditional Chinese Buddhist and Taoist theories from fairy tales, and has never read a single scripture, and he doesn't understand the essence of those teachings.What he is talking about now is not a big reason, but he picks up the essence from the many fantasy novels he has read on the Internet, compiles fairy tales he likes one by one, and tells them to Mo Mei and the others.

Not to mention that the effect is much more lively and interesting than the godfather's sermon. Not only Mo Mei and the others listened intently, but also the children who were playing outside were attracted to listen carefully around their knees, which made Liang Yong's audience much more . (.)

After Liang Yong spoke for a while, they would ask some naive and funny questions, such as "How did God come?" "Does God have relatives?" "Does God have wives and children?" "Where does God live? What do you live on?"

Naturally, these simple questions are not inconvenient. He continued to talk at length, and after talking for an hour, his saliva dried up. He felt dry and thirsty. The bad smell woke him up.Immediately flushed with embarrassment, it is not good to put it down immediately, it will make people paranoid.So he pretended to take two deep breaths on the edge of the earthen jar with his nose, and then put it down calmly.

Don't mention how depressed you are, mother!I can be regarded as giving a wonderful speech now, but I can't even provide tea.Is there such a hard-working lecturer like me in the world?

Seeing him doing this action, Mo Mei immediately asked curiously: "God of good people, what are you doing?"

"Well, I'm absorbing the aura in the soup. Everything in the world has aura, and the more precious the food, the more aura. For you, you need to eat to fill your stomach, but for me, you only need to absorb the aura in it Reiki is enough." Liang Yong said inscrutably that he would not blush when he lied, and of course it was not a lie, he could indeed replenish energy by absorbing aura.

"But you sucked away the aura inside, can we still drink this soup?" Mo Mei asked with some regret.

"Of course I can drink it. The aura I absorb does not conflict with your soup. We absorb different substances. After the aura in the soup is absorbed by me, the nutrition of the soup will not be lost but will be more delicious." Liang Yong patted his chest to assure .

"Oh, the gods are really powerful." ****nai sighed sincerely.Everyone worshiped Liang Yong more sincerely.

After this talk, they no longer invited Liang Yong to eat food, but just pestered Liang Yong to continue telling stories, and when Liang Yong was tired, they asked him to bring red clay sauce or black steamed buns to absorb spiritual energy, making Liang Yong sniff every time The sour gas makes one feel nauseated, this kind of treatment is really tormenting.

What surprised Liang Yong was that it was already the middle of the night, and the crowd was still full of energy and did not intend to say goodbye and go back to sleep.And the rest of the people in the village were nowhere to be seen. If Liang Yong hadn't had a super strong physique, he wouldn't have been able to endure such a long night of torment. In the end, he was still speaking weakly, and even looking at Mo Mei's beautiful body made him feel dizzy. Sleeping, no matter how beautiful the beauty is in front of you, you need to have physical strength to enjoy it.

After a day of tossing, don't look at Liang Yong's body intact, but seeing Mo Mei is excited and full of heroism.In fact, his body and spirit are already very tired, fighting against the violent explosion in the air exhausted [-]% of his true energy, and falling from a high altitude into a sand dune more than ten meters deep was even more painful. It took hours to restore the vitality of the body.

He had just come out of the sand dunes and was about to find a place to practice to recover his body, but he was met by Mo Mei and the others, and they kept making noise until now. When the first light of dawn came from outside the cave, Liang Yong's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell asleep tiredly with his head down. .

Mo Mei and the others looked at Liang Yong strangely, but they didn't wake him up. The two old nainai led the children out of the cave, while Mo Mei carefully covered Liang Yong with animal skins, stroking Liang Yong's face with his palms. , gently and softly, with a shy look on his face.After staring intently at Liang Yong for a few minutes, he turned around and walked to the cave, closing the wooden door.

In the early morning, a thin layer of mist rose in the woods, and the breeze brought the rare humidity in the desert. Mo Mei and the others stood in the yard and looked outside, with anticipation on their faces.This is the harvest time of the day, and the clansmen who went out to hunt came back one after another.The first thing that catches their eyes is four or five and a half-year-old children. They are still at the age when they have just entered elementary school and need to be taken care of by their parents, but here they are already good hunters. There were many ropes and vines hanging, and the boy who walked in the front was a head taller than the others, carrying a dead hare in his hand.

From afar, they cheered happily: "nainai, nainai, we caught hares, turtledoves, and bird eggs..."

The old nainai responded happily: "Good boy! Come in quickly."

The children went out into the yard to lay out their spoils on a stone slab, a hare, two turtledoves, and a dozen birds' eggs.In the outside world, this is only a very meager gain, but to them, it is as happy as celebrating a festival.You must know that this group of children go out to set traps and hunt every night, and they often fail to catch a single prey for several days.This barren land not only has few plants, but also very few animals.

The children were very happy, talking happily about the scene of their hunting around the nainai, without noticing that the nainai who had been unable to walk for a long time could now walk.

Then two groups of people came back, but they didn't gain anything, they just brought back a few food tubers.

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