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I took the pot, filled Johnny's cup with tea, and motioned for a pancake.

After eating and drinking, Johnny leaned closer to me and said, "They believe in absolutely demons, I can assure you."

I raised my eyebrows: "Satan?"

Johnny gritted his teeth: "Yes, it is Satan. They say that the age of the gods is gone, and Satan will control the world. Whoever is his believer will be able to get salvation in the end."

Satan, in the Bible, is the head of the devil who fights against the righteous angels, the Son of God, including God, and the Father.

in a work of art.

Student Satan has a humanoid body, the only difference is that there are two long horns protruding from its head.

horn!

horn!This thing occupies a large proportion in primitive totems and animal worship.

It is seen as a symbol of strength.

People let Satan grow horns on his head, subconsciously, endowing this character with great power.

Infinite strength, strong body.

These are all manifestations of greed for the self-body in human nature.

In psychological analysis, people of this type are often either very timid, or have one or two hidden diseases that they are ashamed to mention.

Chinese Taoism, does not emphasize, is as strong as an ox!The core idea of ​​Taoism emphasizes the word 'health'.

A person, healthy, enough!

Taoism, the emphasis is on psychological strength!How strong is it?

Control every detail of your body, and...

Insight into the universe!

I heard a word from Johnny.

The whole context was quickly analyzed.

Religion is different from faith!

Hey, hearing this point of view, I guess many people are going to criticize me.Including, some people may even curse me viciously.

hear me out...

Faith is an attitude of mind.Some people believe in the nature of heaven and earth, and some people believe in the sun, and feel that the sun that emits infinite flames and provides light and heat is very great.There are people, beliefs, and the universe.

This is just a belief.

But religions are different, and religions require complex rituals.Lots of scriptures, teachings, etc. are required.

In fact, if we go back to the source of religion to find the answer, we will find that Buddha, Lao Tzu, including Jesus.

They are just a great wise man!

Buddhism, before Sakyamuni, did not exist.Taoism, before Lao Tzu, did not exist. (Okay, about these things, maybe in my next book. Namely, the home of the mind, the spirit, the soul, etc...)

A true wise man will never let his students worship him as an idol!

A real wise man would say that my thoughts are just a tool, a tool to help you get rid of your troubles.

That's all, that's all...

Nelson's approach to religion is this.

First, the gods of the starry sky, which are easier for everyone to accept, are the objects of worship.

Because these gods exist in classical historical mythology.Then, under the pretense of imitating God's will, promote your own thoughts.

Finally, implant personal will into the minds of believers.Finally, return everyone's faith and will to him.

So, I guess, Johnny's father, Comrade Johnson, should be a core member of this religion.

Because religion needs to be selected layer by layer, to select the most suitable people, to get in touch with the core.

Externally, of course, it is something that is actively doing good deeds, being a good person, being a good person and doing good deeds, etc., which are widely known. (With these things, people will be likable, and they will not be boring. They can attract the general public.)

And this place is the gathering point for core members.

Similarly, only the core members will be exposed to these complex contents such as Satan, etc., which need to be guided.

So, starting a religion is easy.As long as you are familiar with some ancient classics, and then understand some psychological knowledge.

You are God!

Now, when I hear Johnny's description.

I shook my head and smiled and said, "Religion, belief, Satan, etc. are their freedom of choice. We shouldn't use this to doubt each other."

Johnny took a sip of tea: "Sir, whether you doubt it or not, anyway, I hate this place to death."

I hate it, you can go.

Johnny couldn't leave, he left, and really wanted to break the relationship, who will support this rich young man who spends a lot of money.

Therefore, he can only eat the meat in the bowl and open his mouth to scold his mother.

I'm not too interested in Johnny's whining.

What I'm thinking about, Nelson, is how to control those core members.

First, he must have needed a miracle.

Because for believers, miracles are equivalent to God himself.

Then, he also needs a guide to guide everyone to get closer to his thinking.

How to get in touch?

I took a sip of tea.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

A figure full of hostility came into my eyes.

Bart!

Bart lost two-thirds of his stomach!

Seeing Bart, I said to Johnny: "Mr. Bart, he must have contributed a lot to your family. It seems that he should be an excellent security guard."

"Big papa!"

Johnny swears a little, and said bitterly: "That guy, even though he only has one-third of his stomach and is almost as thin as a grasshopper, he still can't get rid of his drinking problem. And, he There is also a shameful habit of stealing wine, and he has stolen more than a dozen bottles of wine hidden in the house, including what I know."

Oh……

I frowned.

Bart, who behaved so badly, ended up being reused by Mr. Qiao Sen.

Here, there is something to follow!

At this time, Johnny may feel uncomfortable after sitting for too long, so he starts to stand up and walk around.

Rachel posted.

She lowered her voice and said, "Sir, what should we do next?"

I squinted my eyes and thought for a while: "Go out right away, come back before dark, go to the street and buy two bottles of good wine."

Rachel: "What kind?"

I thought for a moment: "Jin, whiskey, whatever, expensive, good, old."

Rachel: "Understood."

Rachel got up and left.

Afternoon tea is over.

I accompanied Johnny and started a new round of training.

When it is just dark, have dinner.

Rachel is back.

She took two bottles of diva vodka, which is said to be the best, and it cost more than 2000 US dollars.

ok, with a drink in hand, I have a solid foundation in my heart.

For alcoholics, alcohol is more attractive than the beauty in the eyes of satyrs.

When they see wine, especially good wine, they may forget everything in an instant.

Want nothing.

Just one thing, I'm going to drink it.

After dinner, I let Rachel go back to her room to rest by herself.Johnny, still in his gym, wrestling with himself.

I took two bottles of vodka.

Come to the place for afternoon tea during the day.

He set up a small cup for drinking vodka, then folded his arms, raised his head, and looked at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle.

At night, I usually rarely come out of the building.

But tonight I made an exception.Therefore, it also attracted the attention of security personnel.

There are often people around me, walking around with guns on their shoulders.

About half an hour later, when I unscrewed the cap of the vodka bottle.

The strong aroma of wine in the air immediately attracted the fish I wanted to catch.

I didn't pay attention to that wretched figure hovering beside me.

I slowly, little by little, carefully poured the vodka into the cup. Then, I took a small sip to my lips, and when the tip of my tongue touched the strong liquor, I couldn't help but tsk-tsk. exclamation.

The night was quiet.

I could hear the heartbeat in the chest of the person next to me, which reached a peak in an instant, and I could hear the sound of him swallowing.

He was hungry.

Old guy, I won't say hello to you.

I continued to look at the starry sky, and then took another sip.

Finally, the person beside him couldn't bear it anymore.

He walked over in two or three steps.

: "Hi! You guy, did you steal the wine from Mr. Johnson's wine cellar?"

I listened with joy in my heart and raised my head slightly.

Mr. Bart, with a slightly old face, appeared in front of me.

One-third of the stomach is missing, and there is a big shortage the day after tomorrow!People, get old fast!This is impossible.

I said to Bart: "Sir, this is the wine I bought myself. If you don't believe me, I can provide you with a complete invoice. Of course, if you still don't believe me, we can call the police, and then the police will contact the store and provide you with a complete purchase monitoring.”

Bart swallowed.

"Damn, I'm just talking, you Chinese, you don't understand humor at all."

I smiled, didn't say anything, carefully held the cup again, and drank the remaining third into my stomach.

I drank this little cup.

The stomach and the whole body are warm.

Not on top.

It's really a good wine, but the taste is too exciting.

I shook my head and smiled, and poured myself another small cup.

Bart put his face together: "Drinking alone, aren't you bored?"

I replied: "I rarely have any friends, so I am used to being alone."

After speaking, I stood in front of him again and took a small sip.

Bart then sat down across from me.

He picked up the unopened bottle of vodka and glanced at the label: "Diva vodka, Mr. Johnson doesn't have this kind of wine in his cellar. He doesn't like this."

I said: "But I like it, especially the numb and spicy feeling, passing over the tongue, and then, the strong and intoxicating aroma of wine rushes into the nasal cavity. But, this is not the best, The most wonderful thing is that the moment you swallow it, wow... the mellow wine is like a ball of fire, which instantly ignites people, and every nerve in you is excited and beating."

After saying this, I took the small cup and took another sip.

Bart's eyeballs are straight...

a little.

He swallowed hard again.

"Sir, you know! If, you could let me have a sip, I think I'd be your best friend."

Bart told me sincerely.

Me: "Very well, I'd love to share it with you."