Plane Small Bookstore [System]

Victor jumped off the bookcase, jumped onto the table again, and looked at Le Jing with a puzzled look: "You are really scary."

Le Jing moved his wrist, with a calm smile on his face: "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Now I'm starting to wonder if you're human." The black cat narrowed its eyes and looked Le Jing up and down. "I've lived for so long, and this is the first time I've met a human like you."

"At first I thought you were a good person." The black cat said frankly.

"What about now?"

"Now I'm a little uncertain." The black cat complained: "The person who said that can't be a good person no matter how you look at it?"

The young man was amused as if he had heard some joke. He shook his finger at Victor, his eyes hinting at ridicule: "It is simply a stupid idea to distinguish human beings from good and evil. Because human beings, either Either it’s attractive, or it’s boring, it can only be one of those two things.”

"Most of this world is made up of boring and mediocre people living in the gutter. But even so..." The young man stood up, looking down at the black cat-shaped demon, his deep eyes seemed to be lit up by some emotion , became very excited, "There are still a small number of people looking up at the starry sky. ②"

"It is because of them that there are so many possibilities in this world. It is also because of their existence..." The young man lowered his brows and eyes, his eyes filled with intoxicating tenderness, and his voice was lingering, like a confession of love, "I'm the one who loves human beings so firmly, passionately, and unswervingly."

The black cat looked at Le Jing in a complicated and tangled manner for a long time, (it's hard to imagine how Victor made such a difficult expression with the black cat's face) "You really are a strange human being."

"I'll just accept your words as a compliment." Le Jing stood up, turned his back to the black cat, and lingered on the bookshelf, "Speaking of it. Why are you still here? I thought you would follow Sophia? "

The black cat put its chin on its overlapping paws and said lazily: "Because of the contract, Sophia's soul will be mine sooner or later. But you are different." He stared at Le Jing with a kind of covetous eyes means, "Before I eat you, I will watch you closely."

"Really?" Le Jing smiled indifferently, "It's really food protection."

■

The undead witch Dodora returned to the witch gathering place with the newly awakened flame witch Sophia.

This wasn't such a big news in the first place. It was the thoughts she conveyed that really set off a huge wave in the entire witch circle.

That terrifying thought that is enough to subvert the whole world!

Dodora said: "Now is the most critical moment. Under the pursuit of the Holy See and their lackeys, we wizards are forced to hide, our children cannot grow up successfully, we are expelled, hunted, and burned. Die! We obviously have the power bestowed on us by God, but we can only survive in our country sneakily like mice!"

Dodora said: "Who caused all this? Those ignorant peasants and village women? Those hypocritical priests? No, not them! They are just knives, and the culprit is those who hold the knives - the royal family of this country , nobles and churches! The witch hunt of the Holy See is a conspiracy, a conspiracy to divert the people’s hatred of the royal family and the church! We wizards exchanged our own lives for the opportunity of the royal family in this country to continue to exploit the poor people!"

Dodora said: "We are witches! We are born extraordinary! We are born with power stronger than wizards! We have responsibilities, obligations, and rights to take back everything we should have! We are also the daughters of the people in this country , The people are just being fooled, they are not our enemies! We want to lead them to launch a revolution, start a war, we want to overthrow the evil royal family and the church in this country, and establish a new country that belongs to our own witches!"

Dodora said: "The justice of war lies in the fact that the people of our country must obtain enough soil for survival. The torch of the revolutionaries will set the whole world on fire!"

Dodora said a lot, a lot, and every word she said set off a huge wave in the hearts of the audience.

Unexpectedly, this undead witch was a superb orator. Her speeches were impassioned and powerful, and soon formed a terrifying trend that swept the entire witch gathering place.

On the third day, the witch gathering place launched an internal rebellion.3/4 of the adult witches headed by the undead witch Dodora announced the formation of a revolutionary army, vowing to overthrow the royal family of the Os Empire.

On the fifth day, the revolutionary army launched a coup in the magic world and seized power in the magic world by armed forces. The former Minister of Magic Johnson was placed under house arrest, and his subordinates were either killed or injured.Dodora, the undead witch, became the first female minister of the magical world.

On the sixth day, Dodora declared war on the royal family of the Oss Empire in the name of the Minister of Magic.All the wizards who participated in the battle organized into small teams, broke them into pieces, and hid in every corner of the capital to start the guerrilla warfare of "when the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy is stationed, we harass, when the enemy is tired, we fight, and when the enemy retreats, we pursue".

On the seventh day, the familiars trained by the Ministry of Magic began to give speeches on "Down with the royal family and equalize land rights" throughout the empire.The speech perfectly copied the style of the female minister, Dodora, impassioned and full of righteous indignation, accusing the royal family and the church of numerous atrocities committed, and emphatically emphasizing that only by overthrowing the royal family and the church, establishing a new country and a new religion, can farmers have their own land and bread.

Humans are actually very realistic animals.

The so-called religious beliefs are nothing more than the human desire for a better life and the fear of death.

But what if they are shabby and starving, while God's spokesmen and priests are rich and rich in fields?

What if poor believers cannot go to heaven after death because they don’t have enough money to hire a pastor to preach, and rich people who have committed numerous crimes can be pardoned for their crimes and their souls will go to heaven as long as they buy indulgences from the church?

Then those who are poor, who can't even afford to eat, and who are about to starve to death, can trample on all morals and laws in the world without hesitation, and even commit atrocities that kill gods.

Never test humanity.Human nature is nobler than heaven and darker than hell.

So a gossip began to spread in every village. It might be the crow, the big tree, or even the humble old woman on the side of the road who spread the news. Without exception, they all spread the same message: the church is the one that is dedicated to God. The name of the cult, they are actually the followers of the devil.The revolutionary army is God's chosen messenger, and their mission is to overthrow the rule of the evil demon sect and establish a Protestantism that belongs to God.Only those who believe in Protestantism can be saved and have bread.

No. On the 12th day, most of the peasants suddenly understood a truth: Killing wizards will not bring them land and bread, but killing kings and priests will.

No. On the 14th day, after the villagers in a village near the capital strangled the tax official who came to collect taxes, they took their whole family to join the revolutionary army.

No. On the 16th day, a mechanic who was hunted down by nobles brought a cannon, and the blueprint of the gun was thrown into the ranks of the revolutionary army.

No.20 In five days, serfs in three villages burned to death the pastors who came to preach in the villages, and mobilized the villages to vote for the revolutionary army.

On the 40th day, some new nobles representing the interests of the bourgeoisie joined the ranks of the revolutionary army.

……

For the first time, the religion used by the rulers to appease the peasants at the bottom lost its original role.

An unprecedented riot began to sweep every corner of the Os Empire.

■

The sun was setting low, the setting sun was like blood, and everything in the forest was shrouded in the blood-red sunset.

Le Jing pushed open the window, the leaves outside the window were rustling by the wind, and a white pigeon nimbly passed through the clouds and flew towards him.

"Good evening, Dodora. How is the situation?"

The pigeon landed on his hand, looked at him with small black eyes, opened her tender mouth, and uttered a charming voice belonging to Dodora: "Our team has assembled, and tonight we can fight against the royal family of the royal capital. Attack."

The young man laughed, his eyes sparkling in the setting sun: "I think that must be a magnificent and shocking picture. Whether you succeed or not, you are all creating history." He paused, then said: "But history It's written by the winners. I really want you to be the ones who write history."

Pigeon nodded. "It may be too early to say, but I really think we can win."

"What a coincidence, I think so too." The young man's eyes reflected the lingering sunset, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was as vigorous as the morning sun, "Because history and the people stand here with you."

With a smile in Pigeon's eyes, she flew up from Le Jing's hand: "Teacher, I should go."

The young man smiled helplessly when he heard the words: "It's been said that I am not your teacher anymore."

Pigeon lowered his voice and said solemnly: "No, you are, you are our eternal and only revolutionary mentor."

The dove spread its wings towards the sunset, and the faint words fell from the sky to the ground: "Tomorrow, this world will be born because of you."

"Born because of me?" The young man watched the pigeon leave and muttered to himself, "That's really an honor."

He looked at the sunset, as if he saw this decaying dynasty, and a grand funeral song faintly rang out in his ears.

"Let's go." He lowered his head and said to the black cat nestled at his feet, "As the mourners of this great dynasty, we must not be late."

So the black cat ascended to heaven and became a huge black dragon.

Whispering words drifted from the dragon's back into the wind.

"Great creator of being, grant us one more hour. Top form our art and perfect our lives. ③"

The author has something to say:

① It is simply a stupid idea to divide human beings into good and evil.Because human beings are either attractive or boring, only one of the two. —Oscar Wilde (yes, that Wilde who wrote The Happy Prince)

②A quote from Oscar Wilde: We all live in the gutter, but some of us are still looking up at the stars.

③, I heard a poem on Netease Cloud when listening to and reading poems. I couldn’t find the source. The translation roughly reads: Great creator, please give us more time to complete our art and improve our life.But I think it doesn’t have that taste after translation, but it’s more charming in English_(:з」∠)_