"This is a private place, you can't go in without permission!"
Carter, who was receiving members, frowned. He smiled and said sorry to a member, and then walked outside the church.
Members gather here every Saturday to share what happened in the past week and perhaps discuss some topics of interest to everyone. Time never seems to be late, and there is no doubt that Saturday is here again.
When this small church was built, some people were very curious. Some churchgoers even thought it was a Catholic church, and they even wanted to come over to pray and repent.
In the early days, the empire did not recognize other sects except the church under the influence of the church. Later, in order to downplay the power and strength of the church in the empire, during the period of the seventh emperor, the old man had an idea and announced a new imperial law - Advocate With freedom of religion, the Celestial Church of the Shengya people, the shamanic religion of the barbarians, and the gods of the Illians all began to spread. In addition to remote areas, there are always these churches, which the church calls "pagan", in bustling cities.
After sending away many misunderstanding residents, the place was finally a lot cleaner, and no one thought about coming to pray anymore. In fact, let alone the statues of the former kings and gods, there are no paintings here. Even if people come in, they are probably confused and cannot tell what kind of church this is.
Hearing the noise outside, Carter had realized that there might be some "confused idiots" trying to break in. As soon as he walked out of the church door, he saw several drunkards outside the yard holding wine bottles in their hands, meeting with fellow villagers. The members were pushing and shoving. Perhaps seeing Carter, the members became more aggressive. One of them pushed a drunk man to the ground, and the other drunk men suddenly became violent under the influence of alcohol.
When a wine bottle was about to be smashed over, everyone seemed to be frozen. Their eyes were all fixed on the Hausluwe car parked slowly on the roadside. The silver car paint looks like a small moon even in the dark night, reflecting the silvery moonlight. Not to mention that they can't afford such a car, they probably can't even afford a wheel.
Dufo, who was wearing a formal suit and a round felt hat, glanced at the drunkards, got out of the passenger seat and opened the door for Du Lin. Du Lin and Du Fo were dressed similarly, both wearing formal clothes and a hat. He glanced at the drunken men preparing to fight under the light with some disgust, and walked directly towards the church. The drunkards suddenly sobered up a lot, and there was a hint of timidity in the eyes looking at Du Lin's back.
Dufo was smoking a cigarette. When he came to the light, he held the cigarette in his mouth and looked at the drunken men. His eyes swept over each of their faces, and then directly from the drunk man who raised the bottle high. He took the wine bottle away from his hand and hit the man on the head hard. The broken glass, blood, and wine were like a flower that suddenly bloomed. Whether it was the members who were guarding outside the church or the group of drunkards who were making trouble and trying to extort some money under the influence of alcohol, they were all dumbfounded.
Dover looked at the guy lying limply on the ground, took out a wad of money from his pocket, counted out five two-dollar bills and threw them casually on the drunken man who seemed to be unconscious. He didn't even bother to take another look and followed Du Lin again. Just when he was about to enter the church yard, he showed a cold expression to the members of the hometown association guarding the iron gate, "Remember, there are no cowards among the Guartes. Either die in battle or win!"
Those drunkards look at me and I look at you, it seems that the drunkenness has passed. They silently dragged the two arms of their fallen companion, picked up the ten dollars, and left silently. They can play tricks on the residents who also live here in District 5, but when faced with characters who can afford such luxury cars, even a hundred of them together are not enough for them to make ends meet.
"You're here!" Carter bent down very respectfully. In fact, from the day he first saw Dulin, he was no longer an ordinary Guart man. According to the past rules of the Guart Kingdom, According to custom, Carter is already Dulin's retainer. He is Dulin's private "property". Dulin can decide his life or death with one word. So he was very respectful to Du Lin, not only because of the relationship between him and Du Lin, but also because Du Lin gave him the opportunity to kill his enemies with his own hands.
If it hadn't been for Du Lin, he would have probably been killed by that old bastard, let alone beating that old bastard to death in revenge.
Du Lin nodded slightly and stepped into the church. The originally noisy church became silent in an instant, leaving only the sound of tapping when the soles of shoes came into contact with the floor. Under the "eyes of all the people", Du Lin walked to the support platform. He looked up and looked at this simple church, and quickly withdrew his gaze. He took off his hat and placed it on the host's desk. With a smile on his face, he said his name in a very clear enunciation.
"Others like to call me Mr. 350,000, but you can call me Du Lin!"
The whole church was silent. Dulin did not feel any embarrassment. He understood the mentality and emotions of these people at this time. It was like a fairy tale suddenly became true one day. Not everyone may be able to do it in the first place. time to accept. He shrugged his shoulders and continued, "Carter hopes that I can do it once, and I feel the same way. Don't think that I am any different from you, we are not different!"
"I am a Guarte. A year ago, I was not much different from everyone here. I come from a small city. The first money I got was errand fees. The first money I earned was "I wash cars for those rich people, and they give me car wash fees." What Dulin said does not seem to be much different from the life experienced by these Guarts living in the Fifth District, and at the same time, his special personality. The angle immediately captured the hearts of these young people.
A year ago, he was just a car washman, but a year later, he already owned a manor worth 350,000, drove a luxury car, and had a lot of money in his hands. The members who can appear in the church today are not "honest" children. They also want to hear how this Mr. Dulin, who earned 350,000 yuan, went from poverty to wealth in a very short period of time.
"I once thought that I could make money from car washing and open a regular car washing shop, and I could also repair or decorate cars. I would open my shops all over the empire. When people see me, they will be impressed. People around them said, 'Look, that's the car wash tycoon of the Empire! '" He couldn't help but laugh when he said this. Some members also had smiles on their faces. He shook his head, "Ideals are just that after all! Ideals are beautiful, but not realistic.”
"My thoughts were soon tortured by the malicious reality. I asked myself, why do you always fail to reach the last step when you find a road that seems to lead to the light? I thought about it. After a long time, I suddenly realized that because I don’t fight or grab, because I haven’t learned to resist, I can’t do anything but bow my head. I asked myself again, what should I choose if I return to the countryside and become a farmer. Maybe I won't encounter any troublesome things in this life, and those crops won't hit me..."
His self-deprecating and sarcastic words resonated with many members, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated, with some even laughing out loud.
"But!" He pointed a finger at the sky, and the smile on his face gradually turned serious. "Would I be willing to do it? Would I be willing to use the most precious thing in my life to exchange for a mediocre voice? ", he was asking himself this question, and at the same time he was also interrogating the hearts of every member present. He shook his head slowly and uttered a heavy syllable, "No!"
"I can not be reconciled!"
"Then I did some disgraceful things and broke the law, but I didn't get the 'due consequences' that people told me. Instead, I got status, prestige, wealth, and power. What is the end of this society and this country? What happened? Did they deceive me and deceive me for more than ten years, or did I deceive myself? "
"I feel that I have deceived myself. I tell myself that if I be a good person who conforms to social ethics, my life will be better!"
"I told myself to abide by the law and not do things that are not allowed by the law. Then I will have a perfect life!"
"I told myself, if you live honestly, there may be unpleasant things in this life, but you won't have any regrets!"
He nodded and met the eyes of those people, "Yes, I lied to myself! There has never been any karma, so many people who have done bad things are still at large, so many people who have violated their conscience and morality While we are still living it up, so many people who are unwilling to live an ordinary life are having a great time!”
"Who is lying to whom?"
"Today, you can choose to lower your head, but you must remember that if you still have hope and a future in your heart, you cannot see it when you lower your head. There is one thing I want to tell you, it is easy to be a coward, lower your head If you see the road clearly under your feet, you will never fall, but if you want to run and embrace a bright future and hope, raise your head."
"There is nothing more terrifying than living a mediocre life. Living in mediocrity and boredom, I would rather die in fire. At least I declare to the world that I tried."
"In five days, our first batch of wine will leave Ilian and be sent to some places to bring bright hope to our compatriots who are still living in darkness. In fact, I hesitated before making this decision. I I brought them hope, but also brought them destruction. They would bleed to death, and because of my decision, many compatriots would fall on the road to the future. Is it worth it? "
A smile appeared on Du Lin's face, and he said decisively: "It's worth it!"
Three updates today
(End of chapter)