Mystery: The Stars Returner

In the evening, around eleven o'clock, Hastur specifically gave Sharon a few words of advice before lying on the bed to rest. He passed through the Hall of Stars and descended into the container on the outskirts of the seaside town.

The coffin was still lying quietly in the basement. Hastur asked Mr. A to seal the door to the basement and set a rule prohibiting passage.

Even Mr. A cannot enter the basement at will and can only stay outside.

It's just a divine visit. Mr. A must not be allowed to know that their master has been visiting every night lately.

Once or twice is fine, but more than once will definitely make you suspicious.

So Hastur simply excluded Mr. A from the right to know, so that he had no idea when he came and when he left.

When the coffin lid was opened silently, Hastur came out of the coffin, opened the channel to the spiritual world, and headed to the secret stronghold of the yellow monks that he learned from Caius.

Since they are still waiting for the right time of destiny, it is up to them to tell them that their arrival is their destiny.

……

Canterbury, South Wales.

The crimson moon shines brightly, and the stars shine brightly like songs.

In a secluded suburban manor, a group of believers dressed in yellow were worshiping devoutly around the shore of a lake outside the manor.

The figure of God is like a flower in a mirror, like the moon in water, elusive, chaotic and formless. God's figure can only be seen through a special medium.

In the view of the yellow monk, nothing is more suitable for carrying the coming of gods than a lake.

Because there are relevant records in the classics:

"Along the shore, cutting through the clouds

The twin suns sink into the lake

The long shadow falls

Right there, the wonderful night when the black star rises

The wonderful moon that moves in the night

Yellow rags swaying in the wind

The song disappeared silently there

When the soul no longer sings

When the tears no longer flow

Lord of the Starry Sea in the Distant Starry Sky

Chaos, formless, nameless beings

He will arrive in the expectation of thousands of believers! "

The devout prayers of the believers on the shore became more and more fervent. The chosen ones were naked, singing distant songs, and walked step by step from the shallow water to the center of the lake.

They will see the shadow of God under the influence of the lake water.

When their figures were completely immersed in the lake water, when they silently walked towards the center of the lake in the water.

The believers on the shore knelt, raised and lowered their hands, and kept shouting God's name in their mouths.

"Lord of the Sea of ​​Stars in the distant starry sky, the nameless one who is chaotic and formless, your devout and humble believers are waiting for your arrival!"

"Lord of the Sea of ​​Stars in the distant starry sky, the indescribable being of chaos and formlessness, your devout and humble believers are calling for your coming!"

……

The shouts seemed to be transmitted through the lake portal in front of me to the distant starry sky, awakening the sleeping gods.

As the crimson moon in the sky rises higher and higher, when despair once again envelopes the sky, the stars shine with their light, and a star as dim as black lights up in the depths of the starry sky.

The black star rises silently. Only those who can keep looking at the starry sky and remember the position of every star there can discover its existence at the first time.

In the garden of the manor, Mrs. Lisa was looking up at the stars.

The gods they believe in come from the depths of the stars. This is one thing that all believers are extremely sure of.

Looking up at the stars, maybe one day you will be able to meet the eyes of the gods.

She has always thought so, and has always done so.

At twelve o'clock at night, this habit of looking up at the unchanging starry sky from the old to the new night has been going on for a long time.

The unchanging starry sky hides too many mysteries and too many hopes.

The hope in her heart was already an old rose petal that was withering one by one. It was the wick that was nearly exhausted and swaying in the wind with its head hanging down.

There is no one who has experienced the same thing as her. Although she also believes in that god, her heart is no longer as pure as her piety.

They were calling, and she was looking up.

In her opinion, whether the gods come or not has nothing to do with the pious calls of believers. On the contrary, it is an offensive act and a loud noise that disturbs the sleeping god.

The coming of God only depends on His mood.

When He is interested and looks at you again, it will be the day when He is about to come to the world.

Lady Lisa looked up silently, and when she was about to withdraw her gaze, she saw, in the position guarded by the stars, a star that almost blended into the dark sky, a black star, appeared at some point.

Yes, she saw it, she was extremely sure!

She can be sure that in the nights of the past years, there has never been a black star in that position!

"There it is, the wondrous night when the black star rises

The wondrous moon that moves in the night..."

Mrs. Lisa kept mumbling, and knelt down tremblingly with her already aging body, and worshiped in the direction of the black star.

Her high-profile behavior attracted other monks in yellow clothes in the garden. Some of them followed Lady Lisa and worshiped devoutly, while others looked curiously at the stars in the direction of Lady Lisa's worship.

"The prophesied day has arrived! The black star, the predicted black star, has already appeared at that location!"

Mrs. Lisa tremblingly stretched out her right index finger and pointed at the place where the black star appeared.

The faces of the yellow-clothed monks present flashed with astonishment, and then became fanatical. They all looked up, but they did not find anything unusual in the starry sky, let alone the predicted black star.

Although Mrs. Lisa was very sure, no one except her saw the existence of the black star. Some people even questioned whether she was trying to impress others or making a joke because of her old age and dementia.

Mrs. Lisa raised her head and looked at the black star hanging among the stars. The excitement in her heart gradually cooled down.

God has cast his gaze, but except for her, no one can see the prophesied black star.

This shows that this organization is no longer as pure as it used to be, and it has too many changes and thoughts that it shouldn't have.

When a figure walked over, the onlookers gave way to a path.

"Mrs. Lisa, did you see the black star rising?"

In the plain words, you can only hear the questioning tone, his suspicion, and his ambition, but you can't hear the piety he should have towards the gods.

"Cardiff, are your eyes so old that you can't see them?" Mrs. Lisa stood up from the ground and returned to her usual calm face.

"Yes, I am old, but I still believe in your judgment and your guidance. If you said that the black star in the prophecy has appeared, then I believe that it has appeared."

"Don't you want to see the prophesied black star with your own eyes?"

"I am old and dazzled, and I have long since stopped looking up at the stars."

Decaf seemed to be laughing at himself. He also wanted to follow Mrs. Lisa's guidance and see the black star that only existed in prophecies.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see it. The starry sky there was too unfamiliar to him.

This shows one thing, Mrs. Lisa's guidance has become a thing of the past.

She is no longer good enough to guide her forward.

The only true path to God is the practice of the vessel descending.

He could not wait for the right time in his destiny, but Mrs. Lisa said that she saw the black star, which meant that the right time had arrived.

Even if tonight is the wrong time, it has to be the right time.

When Advent failed, it was Mrs. Lisa's fault alone, and her voice was no longer heard in the organization.

Yes, she can't always be right, even if she was his teacher.

And if the advent is successful, then her own opinion is correct, and her own glory will overshadow hers, and the new generation will be better than the old one.

Even though he is old, he is still dozens of years younger than his teacher.

Mrs. Lisa was silent for a while and sighed: "Dickaf, you always have too many thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"People always have to think, and thinking often gives birth to thoughts of one kind or another. My body begins to grow old. Only through thinking can my brain get rusty later."

"Stop the crazy thoughts in your heart, God has already cast his gaze upon you, and the day of his arrival is not far away."

Dirkaf nodded and said with certainty: "I also believe that God is about to come, but someone always needs to do this last step."

He glanced at the monks in yellow clothes gathered around him, then looked up at the stars, and said in a low voice: "It's not that my thoughts are too crazy, but that you are always too naive."

Without a suitable descending vessel, even if the gods have cast their gaze, He cannot cross the starry sky and descend directly.

Even the true gods of the Church of the Seven Gods still need containers to carry them in order to truly realize the miracles descended by the gods.

The Lord of the Sea of ​​Stars in the distant starry sky. The place where He lives is so far away that he needs a container that can travel around the world.

Mrs. Lisa put away her gentle expression and issued a stern rebuke: "God will come in the way God should, without any additional intervention from us!"

“You always have to try something to know whether it’s right or wrong.”

"You still have time to turn back now."

A smile appeared on Dirkaf's mottled and wrinkled face. He looked around at all the monks in yellow and spoke loudly: "Let us go together to welcome the coming of God, tonight!"