(Sure enough, there are double monthly tickets, so I asked for them decisively. I forgot yesterday—of course, this seems to be a normal phenomenon. In short, although it is only the last day or two at the end of the month, I still ask for tickets.)
The little crow, the god of the grocery store, this is the conclusion Lilina came to after accurately evaluating the god symbolic power of that silly bird.
It may be because she is still incomplete and too immature. The symbolic influence that Madison has on the surrounding things is very random. A person who believes in the Raven God may not be sure what blessings he will get: it may be new power, it may be It may be the cure of all diseases, it may be mysterious knowledge, or it may be the new technology of awakening and eating two hundred cherries in one minute (correct). This kind of random blessing makes Lilina very confused. Because this means that the Crow God cannot be defined: what kind of god is she in charge of? What kind of power should believers in her have? What is the standard way of praying? If these three items cannot be determined, the authority of a god is like a castle in the air.
"The church may not be serious, but the 'idol' of God must be serious, at least in the group of believers, the image must be serious," Lilina said to me very seriously, "The little bird is not concerned about this matter now. The way to get serious, look at the goddess of life, although there are various problems (as the bishop of Ding Dong, it is really okay for you to say this yourself?), but at least her power is impeccable, what should the believers of the goddess do? Do, what will become, the power system of the goddess, everything is as unshakable as the law. This is the way God should lead the people, but now believers who believe in the Crow God are like a lottery, waiting for three minutes after praying , and then the system popped up a dialog box: "Congratulations, you have won the reward of defense +10086 today." Isn't this nonsense... "
It is not easy to say the word "nonsense" from Lilina's mouth. It seems that this girl also has a world view...
"There is a long way to go, a long way to go," Lilina sighed while clutching her forehead, and then pointed at Vanilla without restraint. "This is all your task. You have to be responsible for getting all these things done, at least figure out the corresponding relationship between the prayer ceremony and the blessing effect."
Vanilla was concentrating on picking her fingers, when she heard this she raised her head blankly: "Huh?"
Lilina let out a long sigh and began to roll on the ground: "You're stupid, you're so stupid! Are you conscious? You are the only one among all the followers of the Crow God who can't write the "Crow God Canon", do you know that? !"
Vanilla scratched her hair embarrassingly, and giggled: "Because I don't know how to write."
"Come on, don't make things difficult for Vanilla." I stretched out my hand and pulled Lilina up from the ground, and tidied up the messy dress on the little man's body. "Madiwen is still young. With the lifespan of a god, she is now stronger than a fertilized egg... Ahem, one day she will be stable when she grows up. I remember what Xiaoxue said, the god of crows is Here comes the patron saint of something, which means that she will have a fixed priesthood in the future." Speaking of this, I glanced at Xiaoxue, and the other party rolled her eyes: "Magician, thief, assassin, patron saint of summoners, Dad, you usually Serve some snacks too. Otherwise, in the future, you will really have to be hung at the door of the delivery room to protect the mother and child... Ah, Mom, I was wrong!"
Before I could do anything, the brat Xiaoxue was decisively dragged away by Miss Lin to fix it. Lin Xue is getting more and more involved in the role now.
Although the current Crow God is a bit of an oolong, and those hungry people don't look serious about their belief in the silly bird, but Lilina has also summed up a lot of valuable information. She figured out the general process needed to sacrifice to the Crow God, as well as the basic method of exporting a small part of Medivh's power to release miracles, and several effective "prayers", with these things , it is enough to at least establish a prototype of religion.
"The symbolic power of the gods will not take effect at will, otherwise even pagans will gain power as long as they live in the city of the gods. Isn't this messed up," Lilina explained the so-called "sacrifice", "'sacrifice ', is to use some special items and actions to simulate the scene of being with God, or simulate some characteristics and deeds of God, and at the same time exert psychological hints on believers. Symbolic power is a thing that takes effect through information disturbance, so This unscientific 'sacrifice' can lead to effective miracles because of the information orientation. Christianity has a saying that bread and wine refer to the flesh and blood of Christ, which is to use special items and psychological hints to connect themselves with God .To sacrifice to the Crow God, you need to clip black bird feathers on your clothes, build a nest with flexible grass, place pebbles or other similar shapes in the nest, and the first character before praying should be '嘎', after the sacrifice is over, a handful of grain seeds should be sprinkled in the nest. The above is the most effective process I have concluded so far, which allows mortals to borrow power from the little bird. Of course, the center of this process must be sincere, at least Pious to the extent that you can impose psychological hints on yourself, such as... For example, you firmly believe that you are a bird... "
What Lilina said earlier was quite reasonable, but in the end, I almost got stuck in my throat. I immediately admired those who believed in the Crow God Sect: How strong is your psychological quality? To be a priest in this sect, it is not easy to believe in this stupid bird. And to pray to the Crow God, you need to add a "ga" in front of the prayer... I finally found a canon that is more nonsense than adding the name and address after the prayer.
"That," just as we were muttering to Lilina about her great missionary work these days, the lounge door was carefully pushed open, and the short catwoman appeared at the door with her head down, "The room has been tidied up." Well, dinner is ready, too."
"Wow, so fast!" Qianqian jumped down and strode out, "Eat and eat, I'm really hungry after a whole day..."
After a while, she opened the door and came in again: "Then what, where is the dining room?" Catwoman hurriedly followed: "I'll take you there."
"Is she a little too timid?" I muttered looking at the direction where the rabbi disappeared.
"I grew up being bullied by others. I developed a habit of submissiveness," Lilina lamented old-fashionedly, "There are two ways to survive in the southern region. Either you are strong enough or smart enough to beat people down or rely on Lie for a living, or lower your profile and pick up other people's leftovers, the rabbi is weaker than him. My brain is not good, what else can I do except be beaten and angry?"
Probably because he is a cat that is good at agility, the rabbi works very quickly, and has already prepared a large table of meals for us: you must know that there are more than a dozen people here. However, after seeing a large table of food on the long table in the dining room, I couldn't help but silently glanced at Sandora. The food here was obviously not enough.
The cat probably couldn't understand that there were only two chefs in the world who could feed Sandora, and one was Anwena. One is a group of hundreds of chefs. The meals she prepared for Sandora are not enough for Her Majesty the Queen to squeeze between her teeth.
We sat down at a long table. Sandora immediately began to take out food from the portable space. She herself knows how much she eats, so when she is away from home, she will definitely fill up the food reserves in her portable space. After all, although Her Majesty can breed in the wild, she will never refuse when she can eat normal food. Sandora's move immediately startled the cat girl who was always cautious, and asked eagerly: "That...does the meal cooked by the rabbi not suit your appetite?"
"Even if you make a pot of sand, it will suit her appetite," Bingtis stuffed food into his mouth, not caring about the appearance of eating. "It's just not for her appetite." Then she suddenly patted Lin: "Little girl, let's make friends with the rabbi."
"Huh?" Lin raised her head in confusion. Meeting the narrow gaze of Bingtis, the latter turned to the cat girl and said, "She is also a victim. You two must have a common language when you are together, such as exchanging experiences of being bullied."
Lin shook her head expressionlessly: "No, there's no plot between two subjects, one attack and one subject are a good match."
The whole world fell silent, and everyone in the room watched in horror as the normally honest dragon girl spoke so amazingly. Bingtis stood still with a vegetable leaf hanging from the corner of her mouth, and then Lin bit the spoon carefully. Looking around cautiously, he whispered, "Bubble taught me."
Bubble, who was feeding Little Bubble, jumped up from the chair immediately: "My child's father, please eat first. I went to the kitchen to see the warm milk for the child... Wow!" Then she was suppressed by her elder sister. We criticized this guy for a few minutes, seriously denouncing her behavior of not only cultivating rotten people at home, but also trying to infect this abnormal tendency to the most honest members of the whole family. Finally, Bubble finally admitted his mistake and said that he would be responsible for correcting the Dragon God girl's behavior. Looking at the world, she ran to Lin and said seriously: "The situation of one attack and one receive should be limited to two men, and you are a woman, so you don't have to worry about having a plot with this cat—you two can be lilies. "
Lin: Although I don't understand what it means, I said "oh".
So Pao Pao was ordered not to eat tonight.
After resting for a night and regaining our energy, we began to discuss the next itinerary. It seems that there are no tasks that must be completed in this world. This is a relatively rare situation for us, which means that everyone can enjoy playing here It's been a while—everything in Shadow City is running normally, and all affairs have been allocated before leaving, so don't worry too much. A bunch of little ones have no plans, they just play along with the adults wherever they go, Pandora and Viska want to conquer the world, so they ignore it, Qianqian’s opinion is that no matter what they do, as long as they are with Ah Jun, it’s interesting, so they also ignore it The Protoss Tiaozi five-member group wanted to go to the southern region to see what wonderful results Lilina's missionary work had produced. Not enough.
Maybe I can stay here for another two or three days, and then set off for the south: I am also quite curious about what the Crow God Sect looks like.
"Speaking of which, Vanilla, haven't you visited your hometown?"
After coming out of the Secret Law Association, before going to play in other urban areas that I didn’t transfer to yesterday (the cat girl named Rabbi was left to watch the house, it’s not that she didn’t want to take her out, but she seemed to be quite afraid of going to the streets), I took a look at Vanilla who was whispering behind the team with the little crow. The little girl was always in high spirits. For her who grew up in the mountains, a big city like Sentu was quite exciting for her. Eye-opening: Of course, Shadow City is even more eye-opening. But that standard was too high, to the point that she couldn't understand it. In comparison, a place like Sentu, which is both prosperous and not dizzy, made Vanilla feel a little more intimate.
I remember that Vanilla mentioned before that she used to live near a small mountain town called "Rollen", and that town seemed to be in the southern region. The southern region... The southern region of this country seems to be a very backward place. So far, what I have heard about the southern region is either barren mines or deserted mountain villages. The town of Laurent, where Vanilla first lived, seems to be economically developed.
"I sneaked over to take a look the day I came back," Vanilla stuck out her tongue, "But no one seems to care where the girl selling vanilla near the town ended up, but someone was talking about the spirit of nature appearing outside the town not long ago, attracting The matter of the soldiers of the kingdom, and I mentioned it by the way, they probably thought I was dead. Anyway, not many people care about it. I don’t want to go back.”
"Is that so..." I don't think this is something to be happy about, but Vanilla doesn't care about it. There is no more to say. "Speaking of which, those two half-dragons seem to live in the dark alley area. We didn't go to the dark alley area yesterday, did we?"
Lilina has already heard about the half-dragon Sagina and Sona from me, she nodded immediately: "By the way, let's go to the dark alley area-but let's make it clear in advance, the dark alley area means slums, There's no fun in that place."
"Is it a slum?" Qianqian mumbled when she heard the words and got along well with the two half-dragon girls. "It seems that the status of the half-dragons in this world is not very high. None of the half-dragons I saw on the street yesterday wore good clothes."
My sister also stayed in this world for almost half a month. She also has some understanding of the customs of this world, she nodded: "Half-dragon people—in fact, not many people here admit this statement, only they themselves call themselves half-dragon people, because they firmly believe that their ancestors are The dragons became what they are now because they were cursed and sealed their power. Almost 10% of other races on the mainland think this is their superstition and delusion. For other races, those half-dragon people It should be called 'Lizard People'. Just by these two names, you can tell the situation. It is said that the half-dragon people had a glorious age long ago and left a very strong civilization relic, but their race has a fatal The weakness is that they can't learn anything related to magic, and they have been caught in civil war all the time. After other races became stronger, these half-dragon people who occupied half of the mainland's living area quickly declined. After many years, now They have become low-status 'lizardmen'. Except for a few islands across the sea where there is a half-dragon 'country', the half-dragons left on the mainland can only rely on other races to survive .Every race on this continent has its own territory, only the half-dragon people do not."
"History is brilliant, but the current situation is miserable," Lilina sighed, "Now they only have their own strength and glorious history to show off, oh, and also the self-esteem that abbreviates themselves as Dragonborn. I really admire them, half-dragon people still firmly believe that they have dragon blood, and would rather die than change this view, I really don’t know what is supporting this self-esteem.”
I have heard the stories of Sakina and Sona, but I have never heard of such a history of the half-dragon people. I just know the embarrassing status of the half-dragon people in this world based on what I have seen in the past two days. What I learned from my sister now makes me feel a lot of emotion. This is the silhouette left by a race from victory to decline. I suddenly recalled the time when I met those two half-dragon girls just two days ago. What they said when they introduced themselves: "...we are half-dragon people!" There was a look of pride on their faces, but maybe there was also a look of helplessness and ready to accept ridicule in their eyes. After all, for the half-dragon people, those three words are already history.
Bingtis suddenly touched Lin's arm and muttered: "Hey, don't you see if those half-dragons are really related to dragons? What if it's really a mistake you made when you were young..."
Everyone sprayed, and I dragged the female hooligan aside: "I said your mouth is right or wrong! How old is Lin this year, and you just made it up like this—by the way, Lin, how old are you this year?" ?”
The Dragon God girl was blushing. It was obvious that Bingtis's joke just now had exceeded her shame line. When she heard my question, she froze for a moment, then shook her head and replied: "Seven... more than seventy thousand years old. I'm still When I was young, I never talked about love."
I:"… "
I was wrong, I shouldn't have discussed this issue with these guys who don't even know how to spell "time" in the first place!
The dark alley area is easy to find. The layout of this port city is very neat. Each residential area is separated by almost straight lines and borders the central square. A simple map can be found under the sculpture in the central square, showing General directions of several residential areas.
I took the address that Sagina left for me that day, and compared it with the door numbers of the surrounding buildings. The place where they lived seemed to be in the middle of this messy area: it was already considered a relatively good location, and the deepest part of the dark alley area was thorough. In the slums, there are almost no complete houses, and naturally there are no so-called house numbers. The homeless and beggars are crowded in the dilapidated shacks there. The middle part of the dark alley area is where civilians live. Although the houses are old, they are at least normal residences. The authorities in Sentu also maintain management and security here. As for the entrance to the dark alley area, it is connected to the trading market next to it. As mentioned before, it is a place where explorers and local scholars (mainly traveling scholars from the Arcane Society) do business. As one of the largest ports leading to the lost world, Sentu is also the first stop for the turnover of "lost world materials". The explorer trading market here is naturally so large that it spans two urban areas.
The road under our feet is full of potholes, and the stone slabs have long been broken into pieces. Due to the lack of drainage facilities, many of these potholes have accumulated stagnant water. The surrounding buildings are low, basically one-story bungalows, with walls The body is mottled, and there are cracks in many places. Obviously everything here has been in disrepair for a long time. The only slightly brighter colors here are the notices posted by the Sentu authorities that can be seen occasionally when passing by the fork. However, whether these colorful notices are posted here is another matter: in my opinion , they are far less interesting to the residents here than the graffiti made with poor-quality paint elsewhere on the wall.
Finally we found the destination in the corner, "there is a picture of two dragons engraved on the gate with a knife", this is the sign that Sakina told me at the time, although it seems that the engraved on the door should be two hungry dragons. Dead bat, but the address is probably still right.
It's just that after we knocked on the door for a long time, there was no movement inside. (to be continued) RQ