binary dead train

Chapter 443 Baptism Hall
"Welcome... all the people of Root."

The black priest's eyes were locked on Turing's body, his head didn't move, and his body mechanically gave way, which made Turing wonder if this guy had been wound up.

"Prayer has begun."

The crowd filed in, and every time they passed by the priest, they would bow, which was a gesture that moved straight up and down. Soon, they also reached Turing, and the hands wrapped in the robes creaked and stopped him.

"My friend from afar, you don't look like you are here to pursue your beliefs."

"Actually, I have worked so hard to find the place of your teaching, and I really want to become a follower of 'root'." Turing also smiled and followed the other party's words.

The priest was silent, his eyes fixed on Turing, he stepped out slowly, walked around Turing for a circle, returned to the original point, and then slowly shook his head:

"No...you don't believe in God."

"I see in your eyes a numbness and indifference that cannot be redeemed, and you show no respect. Go back, stranger."

After finishing speaking, the priest didn't give Turing a chance to speak again, and turned around and moved inward amid a burst of rattling noises.Seeing the other party's decisiveness, Turing quickly stopped:
"I'm a reporter, I can promote it for you and bring more congregants!"

The clicking sound stopped, and the figure of the priest also froze.

Then he turned his head slowly, a yellow light flashed in his eyes:
"Gen, there is no need for meaningless believers. Because the people of Root will come by themselves."

With a waving of his sleeves, the electronic door slammed shut, sending up a cloud of stone dust.

In fact, because of the simulated holographic image, although the muscles and everything on Red Fox Nate's face are in place, the lack of spirit in the eyes is difficult to simulate.This is the "numbness and indifference" and "no respect" that the other party said.

Turing squinted his eyes and scanned his surroundings.

"Pretending to be quite like that..."

The gate is locked, and there are no other passages around, but Turing has long been prepared——

Stretching his hand into his pocket, he took out a large piece of orange luminous metal, and embedded it in the junction point of his chest.

An orange light appeared, and Turing easily passed through the wall.

Sulfur steel can go through walls.

After entering the gate, there is a not-so-spacious courtyard with a crossroad in front of it, and the sound of prayers can be heard from the widest one, which seems to be a place like a chapel.

While looking at it, I caught a glimpse of a black shadow twisting by the wall from the corner of my eye, and a probe appeared with a flashing yellow light, and Turing had disappeared in place.

The probe turned around, shrunk slightly, found nothing abnormal, and quickly retreated.

On the other side of the wall, at the moment when the orange light flickered, Turing's body came out through the wall, patted the clothes on his body, raised his head and met a black-faced man in a black robe, and screamed at the other party Before spreading the phantom limbs, he was knocked out.

Judging from his attire, he should be a cleric of this hidden sect, with a twisted branch-shaped badge hanging on his chest, which is the symbol of this root sect.

Here is a small room, which seems to be a residence. Turing grabbed the man and threw him on the bed. The phantom limbs and claws turned into probes and swept his body and face up and down. There was a burst of noise flickering on Turing's body, and the holographic image directly Simulated the appearance of the other party.

The phantom covered the other party with the quilt. Turing rummaged through the other party's room. After confirming that it was worthless, he walked out of the room openly. Two congregants walked up to the side. Turing naturally nodded at them. Close the wooden door and pass by.

Here is a corridor, one of the passages at the crossroads at the porch.It seems to be to create a sense of ritual. There is no light here, and all the lighting is provided by burning candles or torches. It really has a sense of harmony.

After wandering around here, except for the center of the chapel chapel, Turing quickly walked all over.Along the way, I met many believers and so-called priests, but after observation, everything in their bodies was normal, and there seemed to be no signs of daughter implantation.

Wandering around on the surface, but actually sweeping, Turing soon discovered that most of the places were residential areas without any valuable information at all, and the only place he hadn't been was the road behind the chapel.

Turing turned back to the chapel, where a large number of congregants gathered. The identity he had seen before was standing at the front with his back to the crowd, praying together with the congregation. Turing did not miss this opportunity and passed through without leaving a trace. The back of the crowd walked into the corridor behind the chapel.

After confirming that there was no one here, Turing still didn't forget to stop and listen to what these magic sticks were chanting:

Priest: "The root grows from the earth and nourishes all things."

Congregation (in unison): "The root grows from the earth and nourishes all things."

Priest: "Gift to the living beings, give birth to the son of Banga, and expel the moths of the loess."

Congregation (in unison): "Gift to the living beings, give birth to the son of Banga, and expel the moths of the loess."

Priest: "Blessed from the root, I am the heir of the root."

Congregation (in unison): "Being gifted by the root, I am the heir of the root."

Father:

"May the roots entangle me, on this loess full of pain, and bring us to freedom.

May the roots entangle me, on this decadent loess, and bring us to prosperity.

May the roots surround me and bring us to light and joy in this place of darkness.

Thank you for giving us the gift; thank you for giving us life; thank you for giving us the son of Banga..."

This prayer made Turing feel goosebumps all over his body. At the same time, there was a sudden and heavy footstep in his ear, and he immediately swept across the corridor and disappeared into the corner.

A burly man covered in a cloak walked into the chapel from Turing's eavesdropping position and interrupted the priest's leading recitation:
"Father Ulando, please come here."

The recitation was interrupted, and there was a fine noise from the congregation, but this was not dissatisfaction, but contained some kind of admiration and longing.Obviously, this man has a certain status in this sect.

After confirming the insistence of the visitor, the priest pulled up a devout congregation and asked him to preside over it, and then followed behind the burly man in the cloak.

And Turing, of course, quietly touched it.

The two stepped into a spacious corridor. Compared with the candles and torches outside, the arrangement here has some more mechanized equipment, but it has no modern feeling, as if the product of Bangka local culture has been replaced by metal The material is the same.The torch is still in the shape of a torch, and the candle is still in the shape of a candle, but it is row after row of ridged metal, and lights up a current lamp.

The surrounding walls are gradually covered with more metal structures, and the characteristics of these arrangements are somewhat similar to the infrastructure of the World Tree.

"You shouldn't interrupt the sacred moment, Ghana Kofi." Turing, who was hanging far behind to avoid the camera, was dissatisfied when he heard the priest's voice.

"The root's enemy has arrived, a new 'messenger'."

"What did you say?" The priest's voice paused, "When did this happen?"

"Just today, the fool used our weapons to attack the outlander's vehicle, and the surviving outlander was taken away by Root's enemies. And Root's enemies, brought a new 'messenger'. Can't let him destroy Root's abode. "

The two stayed in a hall, and Turing noticed that the hall seemed to be a more advanced chapel.

"We need news, Father Ulandu, to get the congregation to act."

"It's impossible, they are all root's people, they can't just give up!"

"But they have not yet received the baptism of gifts, and the roots have not yet recognized them." Garner Coffey walked out of Turing's field of vision, and he seemed to touch something.

"But that is also the son of the root in the future. The fanaticism for the root is a kind of piety, not arbitrariness!"

A brawl broke out between the two, which ended with a half-compromise from the caped burly Garner Coffey:

"I am willing to follow your teaching, Father Ulandu, but we still need news from the 'messenger'. I will talk to you about this matter."

After saying that, the strong man quickly left the chapel, leaving the priest standing there, frowning, and then prayed in a certain direction before leaving in a hurry.

After confirming that both of them had left, Turing quickly entered the chapel.

From the perspective just now, Turing witnessed a large number of wooden cabinets here. When he was about to rummage through them, he turned his head and saw a huge statue in front of the church, and he froze in place.

It was a large number of roots piled up with various scrap metals. The roots were intertwined and twisted with spine-shaped metal roots, which looked exactly like the main root of the World Tree.

And in the center of this statue, a metal root whose material is different from that of the sculpture is slowly pulsating, enchanting and melodious.

It was a phantom limb.

On top of this statue, a string of crooked and huge characters are carved in Banga language, which literally translates to——

Baptism hall.

　See you on time at six o'clock on the second

　
(End of this chapter)