Building a New World

?Welcome to land on the Nuwa spacecraft! "

Arriving inside the aircraft carrier, Nu Wa stood in front of Jia Zhengjin and Moss with a smile.

In a blink of an eye, he came straight from the house to this vast and unfamiliar steel fortress, and the old Moss fell into a dull state.

After dozens of seconds, it finally reacted, trembling and walking to the edge of the transparent glass window, looking down at the city below: "What, what is this?"

"My space carrier," Jia Zhengjin replied, "That is Nu Wa standing in front of you. I came from another world for hundreds of years. If you still don't believe, I can let Nu Wa leave this planet and go to the universe You have had an eye addiction."

"No need!" Old Moss trembling and stroking the cold metal wall, "This steel fortress is not a product of our world! Are you really coming from a different world?"

"It's true! Since you believe me, can you tell the gods? Old Moss!"

"There is no god-related existence in our mainland," said Elder Mos, turning around and looking at Jia Zhengjin seriously. "Even after living in the mountain city for so many years, I have never heard of the topic of gods."

"But you obviously know what the word "spirit" means!" Jia Zhengjin stared at his eyes.

"Yes!" Old Moss shuddered and answered, "The **** created the world, and then abandoned the world. Without the god, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and few people have remembered the god!"

"What do you mean?" Jia Zhengjin asked doubtfully.

"When I was very young," the old man Moss showed his nostalgic gaze, "I once went to the continent where the Shan people lived to explore the world. By chance, I saw a mysterious Moss in the mountain city, He gave me a very old book, which contains stories about gods."

"What about the book?" Jia Zhengjin asked quickly.

Elder Moss shook his head: "In the continent where the mountain people live, there are disasters. One flood broke out and destroyed my house. All the property, including the book, was taken away by the flood and never found again. However, I still remember the contents of the book very clearly."

"That is to say, there are spirits in this world, right?" Jia Zhengjin asked hurriedly.

"A long, long time ago," Elder Mos turned to face Jia Zhengjin. "There are no spirits in the world, and there is nowhere to die. One day, a seed fell from the sky and took root in the soil. A magical big tree Growing constantly, surrounding the whole world. A colorful fruit has grown on the tree, and after maturity, the first living body is born, which is the **** of this world!"

Jia Zhengjin listened very carefully and did not intervene.

"The gods were born and found the world dead and boring. So in their own image, they felled the trees that nurtured themselves and carved the earliest mountain clan. Then they felt that only the mountain clan was not interesting, so they used the wood of that tree to carve out the world. Everything. Moss, cockroach, aquarium, marsh, deepwater... In short, everything that exists in this world is carved out by the gods, and gave life force with divine power." The old Moss is very devoted , "The world is lively, not dead and full of life. All ethnic groups live in harmony and live happily under the protection of the gods. However..."

"However?" Jia Zhengjin looked at the old Moss in doubt.

"However, the gods got bored after a few hundred years, and he suddenly felt that the world was not interesting." Old Man Moss said, "One day, he said, "The mountain tribe is the strongest ethnic group in the world, to rule the world." He said, "The war has begun! The ethnic groups feed each other."

So the darkest era of the world came, and all the ethnic groups that had lived in harmony were crazy, fighting under the power of the gods, and treating each other as food.

The gods watched the chaos they created and enjoyed it.

Over time, the gods are bored again. Because the battles between the various ethnic groups have fought back and forth with no results.

Therefore, the gods began to create storms, lightning, floods, drought...

Everything is just to make him feel bored. "

The story is somewhat depressed, and Jia Zhengjin frowned slightly.

"All the ethnic groups in the world are fed up with gods to take pleasure in themselves, so they unite to resist." Elder Moss continued. "However, the power of the gods is unimaginable, so they are brutally suppressed. All creatures have to endure the evil of the gods. Fun, living in his pain. Until one day, there appeared a mountain clan named Wisdom. Wisdom personally found the god, persuaded the **** with his eloquence, dispelled the god’s idea of ​​taking the world’s creatures for fun. He was smart, and the **** was taken by him It was easy to talk about, and he exchanged for centuries of tranquility. Until that day, the **** couldn't help appearing again. He hated the boring life, and once again raised the chaos in the world."

Why doesn't it sound like a god, but like a demon?

Jia Zhengjin thought secretly.

"All the ethnic groups were in pain, so they found wisdom again, hoping he could find a way." Elder Moss said seriously, "Wisdom set off again and found the home of the gods. He deceived the treasure of the gods by tricks, and used the treasure to imprison the gods. And threw it into the sun. Since then, the gods have never come out and can only look at the world in the sun. However, the rules set by the gods cannot be restored. So when the war between the groups It has happened, and it has intensified, and at the same time treat each other as food. Various disasters also occur at any time, attacking any region of the world. But at least, the creatures of this world are still fighting hard, hoping to return to the original peace one day. This is The story of the gods! I remember that at the end of the story, all the ethnic groups agreed not to mention the topic of gods, and even gave the gods a new name-disaster!"

"Tricked the treasures of the gods, and then confined the gods, and even shut him into the sun?" Jia Zhengjin felt a little inexplicable~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Is this kind of story true? Also, since it is agreed not to mention the topic of spirits, how can it be recorded and seen by you? "

"In the end, the spirits of the world are created by the gods." Old Man Mos looked back at Jia Zhengjin. "Therefore, naturally there are fanatical devotees who devote their whole heart and soul to the gods. Although the major ethnic groups strive to hunt down the fanatical believers, they are inevitable. The fish that leaked the net appeared."

"That is to say, the gods of this world are imprisoned in the sun?" Jia Zhengjin asked.

"No!" Old Moss smiled and shook his head.

"Are you kidding me?" Jia Zhengjin suddenly displeased.

"This involves another story about gods... or disasters!" Old Moss smiled and looked at Jia Zhengjin.

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