blackstone code

Chapter 299 Faith
One of the two priests was older and the other younger, and they both wore roughly similar clothes.

A kind of cloak similar to that worn by ancient priests, with a loose shawl, a dress that looks like a long skirt, a simple waist, some mysterious patterns and decorations on the clothes, and most importantly Something, a hood.

They are barefoot, walking on the clean floor where people's faces can be seen, every step will leave a dusty footprint, but they don't seem to care, and they don't care, at least in a certain way, they do have some characteristics .

"Mr. Lynch, do you believe in God?"

Some older priests looked at Lynch, their eyes were cloudy, but it made people feel that there was an inexplicable power in them, "Do you believe in our god?"

The eyes of the two priests fell on Lynch, just like Mishehaye asked the police chief to test Lynch's attitude, they also wanted to know what Lynch had to Nagalil's religion, their gods, view.

This is a very important temptation. In the past many years, among the people who came to Nagalil from the outside world, some people are atheists. They insist on not believing in any gods. The teaching is totally against and these people are blasphemers.

There are also some people who believe that there are gods, but they only believe that the gods they believe in exist and are righteous, and the others are evil gods. This is more terrifying than atheists. They directly deny the local religious teachings and tarnish the gods. sanctity.

Temptation becomes important, especially since Nagalil is still a religious theocracy, and the sanctity of God need not be questioned, nor can it be questioned.

Lynch nodded without hesitation after listening, "I believe it!"

His decisiveness stunned the two priests for a moment. They had already prepared some arguments, but they obviously didn't need them now.

They originally planned to wait for Lynch to say "don't believe it", and use some facts to convince him, but these words are useless, which also makes the atmosphere a little awkward.

Amidst the embarrassment, the silence lasted for about four or five seconds. The elder priest had some expressions on his face. He nodded slightly, "Mr. Lynch, although you say you believe it, I think..."

"You haven't been in touch with our religion, haven't read our teachings, and don't have any understanding of the great gods we believe in. Can you tell me why you have such an idea?"

His expression gradually became more serious, "God is omnipotent, you can deceive me, but you cannot deceive it!"

Religious issues and belief issues are very serious matters for some special people, and it can even be said that these people exist around these things.

They may not pursue some other issues, but only in terms of belief will they adhere to some rigid and strict requirements.

Lynch said Thaksin so quickly, but made the two priests a little suspicious, doubting whether Lynch really believed in Thaksin, or just to deceive them.

Faith cannot be reserved or full of deceit, these are blasphemes against the gods.

They would rather Lynch say he is an atheist than deceive himself and God.

Compared to the seriousness of the older priest, Lynch was quite relaxed. He sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and asked a question, "How do you know that I am deceiving you, and how do you know that I am not real?" letter?"

"Only based on your guess?"

Without waiting for the elder priest to say anything, Lynch snatched his chance to speak, "I am a theist and believe that gods are real. I didn't want to explain these issues, but your words may cause me Some bad influence, I have to correct your mistake."

"In fact, anyone who can think independently will understand this point. Every religion is an extremely large and complicated system. Many people study a religion for a lifetime, but they can't study everything in it thoroughly."

"If there is no god in this world, where did these things come from?"

"It cannot be born out of thin air. If someone lied and made up these things, not to mention whether people have the ability to make the system and content of every religion so perfect, why would others believe in a fabricated falsehood?" s story?"

There is a taste of probing mystery in Lynch's voice, which makes people immerse themselves unconsciously, "You made up such a huge lie, people will know. People who lived in your era knew that before you No one has ever said anything like this, then it's all fake and they won't believe it."

"Others will not believe it, and when you die, no one will pass on your lies, because everyone knows it is false, and people will pass on their real experiences, experience and understanding of life to the next generation, But no one passes on a lie."

"People know these things and pass on these things, which means that these things must have happened. At least people know that they did happen, so they will pass them on."

"And if you don't take a narrow look at other gods, you will find that some teachings, some stories related to gods, and the content are not unique to you, but common and shared."

"I'm not an atheist, nor a believer in a certain faith, but I believe that gods exist. In the ages that we don't know, people can't leave the area where they live. How did they cross even today? Feel the long distance, record the same thing?"

"Perhaps because of language, customs, habits and other reasons, we have different understandings and records of the same god, so that we have different views on some things with the same root, but this does not prevent me from believing in God. It exists."

Lynch's words stopped here, he tilted his head slightly, and looked at the two priests with a very calm look, "Do you still think I'm deceiving you?"

The elder priest touched his chest with one hand and bent down at the same time, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lynch, I was wrong!"

Lynch raised his hand generously, "I forgive you, we didn't know each other before, the strangeness made us full of guard against each other, and now the misunderstanding has been resolved."

The older priest straightened up, he nodded, "Yes...", he glanced at the young priest beside him, who took out a red velvet cloth bag from his armband, opened it, and dragged and dropped it in the middle A clean white sign three inches long and two inches wide.

It seems to be the bones of some kind of animal or something else. There are mysterious patterns carved out of gold silk on the brand, and the overall appearance is very noble.

"This is a blessing card that the high priest personally blessed with divine power..." The older priest took out the card and handed it to Lynch, "Also, there will be an event next weekend, and the high priest also hopes that you can attend !"

This kind of invitation is a formal invitation only after confirming that Lynch meets their invitation conditions. Otherwise, they might just come for a formality today, and they would not be able to invite an atheist or believer of other beliefs to participate in the local religion activities, which may lead to some unforeseen consequences, which they have encountered before.

The sign they sent was made of the horns of a horned animal. This sign represents a religious status in Nagalil. The high priest will only give it to some special people to show respect their affirmation.

For example, ascetic monks, these people prove the incomparable purity of their beliefs by abusing and torturing themselves. These people look very thin and sloppy, but they can always burst out with unimaginable strength.

In the history of confrontation between theocracy and political power, there have always been a few times when theocracy fell into a disadvantage, and several times even almost lost control of power.

It was these ascetic monks assembled from all over Nagalil that saved the situation at that time and stabilized the theocracy again.

From then on, the native religion of Nagalil began to improve the social status of the ascetic monks, and the high priests would bestow them with divine cards to make them admired by others.

Their children also have the right to go to school and enjoy various social benefits higher than that of citizens.

But don't think that becoming an ascetic monk is a simple matter. In fact, this matter is not that simple. To become an ascetic monk requires a profound understanding of the teachings, and you must also take precepts.

They need to cut off the ties with their relatives and cut off the connection with the worldly views. The only thing they can connect with is the god and the spokesperson of the god—the high priest.

Then they have to choose intensive training or dynamic training, of course, this is another matter.

The person who holds this god card is equivalent to an alternative religious nobleman, and the Nagalilians who have faith will respect the holder.

Lynch thanked the two priests repeatedly and watched them leave. After he closed the door and came back, he glanced at the divine card on the coffee table and played with it for a while.

In fact, Lynch has faith, true faith, he believes in wealth, power, giant ships and cannons, but he doesn't believe in gods.

However, in order to better integrate into this society, he needs to put on a coat of faith for himself. Fortunately, these people are easy to fool.

After an afternoon of rest, when the sky outside the window began to darken, Lynch and Aser came to the dinner party specially held to welcome him.

The person who held the event was Mayor Michel Haye, who invited local celebrities and wealthy businessmen, and even the governor of the province was on his invitation list.

It is better to say that it was organized by him than by the provincial governor. It was just through his mouth.

At 05:30, a luxurious convoy appeared in front of the hotel. Looking at these luxurious cars, it was hard to imagine such a luxurious convoy in such a backward place, but Lynch would not, because he Clearly, this is what wealth and power do.

Sitting in the car, looking out the window at the policemen on bicycles or on foot, beating the people to drive them away, providing a wide road for the convoy to drive, looking at those eyes full of hatred or anger, Lynch's I'm in a good mood.

He even hummed a traditional tune of Baylor Federation, a victory tune!
(End of this chapter)