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Praying to the gods requires a process of preparation, or in other words, the sacrificial "two-legged sheep" requires a process of psychological preparation.

While pretending to move his body, Cecil asked, "Should we gather everyone together to show the power of the gods?" Judging from Luther's reaction, this is an effective means of boosting confidence.

"You summoned gods from your world... well, your civilization, right?" Langdon pondered for a while, "My suggestion is, don't let the Ebo people see it, and the knights can visit it."

Cecil counted Langdon's eyelashes, had to admit the soundness of the advice, and took it right away.

The sun slowly climbed up and melted the cold morning mist. Cecil looked at the withered and yellowed grassland, and chatted casually: "Aside from looking for a natural place to build a country like Ebo, how did the first people build a country?"

"Historically, magic is used to eat, to drink, to ensure that you will not be frozen to death, heat to death, or eaten by wild animals when you sleep, and then use magic to make tools, shovel by shovel to form a city wall." Langdon said with a slightly amused expression, "It was a difficult time, but everyone has confidence."

Cecil's mouth was bitter when he heard it: "Is everyone a magician?"

"Everyone who doesn't know magic is dead, and the number of lives in the whole world has dropped to an unprecedented low. There was a period of time." Langdon said, "So theoretically, all humans in this world now have magic genes, and this Genes don't fade away with prosperity, they just hide."

Cecil narrowed his eyes towards the sun: "Wait a minute, listen to me, what do you mean by genes and talents?"

"The former is the body and the latter is the soul." Langdon correctly understood Cecil's meaning.

Cecil still felt that something was wrong, but the fact that this kind of interpretation magic was involved had no way to start, and he didn't know how to study the principle at all?

"Did you know? In fact, there is a saying that the laws of nature related to nation-building are not constant, but have some kind of variable modification." Langdon said enthusiastically, "Someone has done an experiment somewhere, and different people have to achieve the goal of nation-building. The conditions are also different. At first, the experimenters thought it was based on the ability of the Jianguo people, but after more experimental subjects, they found that it was wrong. There is a standard that we don’t know to determine the conditions for nation-building. However, these are all experiments from magic lunatics, and no one knows what the real conditions for nation-building are. Now, most of the places in the world that are suitable for nation-building have been occupied , the rest are all bitter cold places, or have shortcomings that are not suitable for building a country."

This is also conceivable.

Cecil felt that his stomach was uncomfortably hungry, and it was suitable for sacrifice. Don't all surgeries require an empty stomach?

"I'm ready."

Langdon, who had been chatting with Cecil all this time, held Cecil's shoulders with a serious face, and pressed a light kiss on his forehead with a serious attitude: "May the holy light shine on your path, and fairness walks with you , love and justice are always by your side."

Cecil couldn't help grinning. Although he couldn't make a smile, he still had fun with the phrase "love and justice".

The knights were summoned. Except for a few who maintained order and remained in the village, a total of 110 knights accompanied Cecil to the depths of the open grassland, and Luther followed as a special visitor.

There were few people last time, and undressing was very quick. This time, there were too many people eating melons, and Cecil was a little at a loss while holding the hem of his clothes.

"Oh, I can't stand you!" Oakes said as he strode up, grabbed Cecil's collar and lifted him up, "pulling" him out naked. The top is the bathrobe, which has no buttons or zippers.

Hey, I can make a horn button...

Cecil was thinking about the development trend of the clothing industry, and his mood was not so tense. He took a deep breath, knelt down facing the rising sun, stretched his palms down to the ground, and silently recited the names of various gods and Buddhas in his heart.

The city wall... what kind of god should it be?

For 5000 years in China, it seems that the research on city walls has been very deep. Many cities have kept ancient city walls. In ancient times, these city walls played the role of defending against enemies and protecting the people in the city. It's a horse-drawn carriage.

Which is the largest city wall in Chinese history?

Ok?

When a bright light flashed in Cecil's mind, there was a sudden sharp pain below his navel, and he subconsciously yelled, covering his stomach with his hands and curling up in a ball on the grass.This feeling is too bad. I didn’t think it was wrong to feel any needle pricking pain or burning pain. It was a pure and unbearable pain. It spread from the navel to the whole stomach and then along the spine to the back of the head. It was shocking. His whole head throbbed with pulse-beating pain.

Fuck, this pain level is really...

Cecil tried his best to hold back the blurted moan, so focused on enduring the pain that he didn't realize it was Chinese when the horn came.

"Go forward, follow the red flag, grandpa and aunt look after the road, and bring all your belongings. Go forward, follow the red flag..."

Following such repeated slogans, a man wearing a worn-out peaked cap, a vest with many pockets, and holding a small red flag on a long pole walked up to Cecil, and the first thing he said was like a Beijing movie: "What's wrong with you?" What is this? I can’t afford a big gift when I’m thrown into the ground!”

Cecil lay on the ground with his head up, staring blankly at the man dressed as a tour guide in front of him. Although he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help complaining to his ancestors when he saw it.

"Great Wall?"

"It's going down, are you okay?"

I'll fuck you, the Great Wall looks like this!

"What's the matter? Don't you think I don't look like you?" The man lifted his peaked cap, "Isn't the Great Wall just like me now? Hey, let's take a look! China has been around for 5000 years, the only man-made thing that humans can see in space... "

"Actually, I can't see it." Cecil murmured softly.

"If I say you can see it, you will see it. Don't believe those big mouthers! Let's take a look. After thousands of years of vicissitudes, the Great Wall built by Qin Shihuang, Meng Jiangnv, the God's Whip, and the entry of the Qing army. On the Great Wall, how many life and death happened because of the Great Wall. The king is outside the Great Wall, and I live under the Great Wall. The end of the Great Wall is the sea, and the starting point is the yearning for peace. This is the next, the Great Wall!"

Cecil felt his stomach hurt even more after listening to such a long section of travel promotions. Fortunately, Langdon ran over to help him up at this time, and after covering his stomach with one hand and muttering, the pain gradually subsided.He straightened up, let out a long breath, turned around, and found that all the knights were kneeling on the ground, bowing their heads and holding their swords, and saluted to the Great Wall.

"Well, you are really spirited lads!" Great Wall chuckled, the wrinkles on his face seemed to hide a smile, "Only you, our family is not as well-behaved as outsiders, isn't it a peaceful age when we are like this? What's the matter, what's the big deal for you to ask us to come here from such a long distance?"

"I want to build a city wall." Cecil said straight to the point, "It's here..."

"Wait a minute." The Great Wall raised its hand, "If you want to build the city wall, you can build it yourself. I didn't build the Great Wall. I was built. You can't do anything if you ask me to come."

Cecil: "..."

Groundhog screams × ID number.

Worst result: The Great Buddha was invited, and the Great Buddha spread his hands to express his helplessness.

"Then what can you do?" Cecil bent over, with one hand on his belly, and said unceremoniously, "We are out of fire now."

"No fire, let's go up." Great Wall took off his hat and fanned it, "What the hell is this place? Why is it so hot!"

"Where is it hot?" Cecil said angrily, "After all, my ancestors created you, so don't you give me some benefits?"

"You are an unworthy descendant who still asks for favors from your ancestors. If it were my grandson, I will throw you into the sea and soak for a hundred years." Changcheng muttered as he took off his hat and rolled up his shirt sleeves, "Okay, I Clean up this place for you, the house is clean so people can live in it!"

The Great Wall threw the small pole of the red flag into the sky, and what fell into the hands turned into a copper-colored long dagger. The photographer took off his special vest and waved it, and a fur cloak was formed in the wind. The worn-out sneakers turned into scratched riding boots, the peaked cap was taken off, and when put back on, it turned into a red hat, with a wisp of red tassels floating slightly in the air.

What kind of ghost costumes from different dynasties and generations is this!

Before Cecil's slander was over, the plain and greasy middle-aged man stomped the bronze dagger on the ground, and an invisible heat wave swept over everyone present. He pointed at the empty distance and shouted: "I You once blocked tens of millions of cavalry for a civilization, and you were pointed out by countless tourists. Now, you dare to ask my grandson for protection money?! You are asking for death!"

Cecil: "..."

Great Wall, do you want to be so good at playing tricks?

Between the words, Great Wall had already swung the copper spear vigorously, fighting wits and courage against a piece of air. No one could see what he was fighting, but everyone felt their skin tightened, as if something was pressing on them. Then, these oppressive surfaces turned into lines, and then became thinner and thinner. When you lower your head, you can even see the marks of being strangled on the skin!

"What is he playing?" Cecil asked, gradually surprised.

"Remember what I said? Losing the combustion response is actually a certain limitation." Langdon's eyes sparkled, as if he saw an idol, "No one has ever studied the conditions for the founding of a nation. Obviously, the gods have a broader scope than us. Vision, the ability to see what we cannot see."

Just at this moment, a loud noise came from the place where the bronze dagger was cut. The ground shook and the air rang. Everyone unconsciously lowered their heads and closed their eyes, protecting their heads with their hands.

There was a white mist everywhere, and it took a while for the sun to penetrate. The Great Wall walked over slowly wearing the original tour guide clothes, and said with a pale face: "I'm really sorry, you lost."

Cecil: "Huh?"

Changcheng sighed, took off his peaked cap and scratched his sweaty hair: "I can't beat it."

Cecil: "..."