Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Inside the consulate, journalists crowded together, holding strange-shaped cameras in their hands, which looked quite bulky.In other countries, journalists can't wait to have a storm.And Beimu is such a serious and rigid place, even the reporters follow the rules, asking questions one by one is more official than the official.In the hall, there are only the sound of flashing lights and the official speech of the spokesperson, and there is no unnecessary noise.

Song Yaze finished reading his speech with discomfort all over his body, and sat under the stage, feeling so depressed that he had difficulty breathing.He looked at the radiant Natasha on the stage. She didn't have the shyness of yesterday at all. She faced the camera and retracted freely.Song Yaze had to admire, the so-called actress was nothing more than that, maybe she was born to eat this bowl of rice.

The reception was not long, and the stiff-faced reporters put away their cameras and breathed a sigh of relief.They packed up their things and prepared to go home, but the gauze robes were loose and dragged on the floor, and the equipment was heavy, which became a burden when they moved around.A small reporter, lean and thin, with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, he carried the lighting equipment and walked with difficulty, but accidentally stepped on the gauze robe, staggered, and the equipment hit the wall. A shard of plastic fell miserably.

"Fuck!" The little reporter cursed angrily, then quickly fell silent, looking around in a panic, just in time to meet Song Yaze's suspicious eyes.His face was flushed, he helped the equipment, and left quickly in a muffled voice.

Song Yaze was surprised when he heard this swear word.The rules of Beimu are strict, and the citizens are not allowed to swear, otherwise they will touch the territory of the gods.But the little reporter muttered, which made him wonder, is Bei Mu really as calm as he appears on the surface?He sat motionless, lost in thought.After coming to this world, he didn't have much time to think.

"After I went back yesterday, I thought a lot and didn't fall asleep all night..." Natasha's soft voice pulled Song Yaze back from his thoughts. "I think what you said about the equality of men and women... is very interesting..."

Song Yaze turned her head and looked at Natasha who was sitting beside her. Her face was still red, and she replied shyly, "I also had this kind of thought when I was a child, but after getting rid of the dust, I never thought about it again... "

dust off?Song Yaze thought of the pyramid, and sighed in his heart: "In our side, it is illegal to perform circumcision on women..."

Natasha nodded: "I know. But what we have learned since childhood is that circumcision is sacred, and girls can only go to heaven if they accept dust removal. Only Beimu people have the opportunity to ascend to the divine land after death, and People from the other three countries can only go to hell."

Song Yaze was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "This is your belief, and I have no opinion on it."

"Actually..." Natasha sat closer, blushing and said in a low voice: "Sometimes I don't believe this. It is said in the scriptures that everything about people is created by God, and people cannot choose their birthplace. Could it be that Are people born in Eastern Xia and Sidon destined to go to hell... In that case, the gods are also partial!"

Song Yaze deeply felt that the whole Beimu was practicing a cult, and this cult was even promoted as the state religion.Thinking of this, he shuddered, and at the same time came up with a critical mood, wanting to severely criticize this inhumane regime.Bei Mu's high-handed rule has successfully poked his two points of disgust, one is cruelty, and the other is hypocrisy.

"..." He pondered for a long time, but finally decided to be rational, hesitated to speak, and swallowed the words that slipped to his lips.Considering her own environment, not to mention that Natasha is the granddaughter of the Pope, it is better to follow the principle of "talking too much will make mistakes".

Natasha left without saying a few words. This is because in Beimu, men and women are not allowed to be alone for more than 10 minutes unless they are working.Song Yaze stood up, walked out of the consulate, and found Wo Taifu sitting in the car at the door, serious and out of touch.When he saw Song Yaze, his complexion calmed down, and he said directly out of the car window: "I heard that Dongxia people like to drink, and someone brought you a special drink. It is said in the scriptures that 'propriety should be the best friendship', this is from Beimu." Hospitality."

Song Yaze got into the car, and sure enough, he saw two bottles of white wine, but he was still puzzled and asked: "When you talked to me just now, you didn't ask God for instructions..."

Wo Taifu was stunned for a moment, his whole body was stiff, and he quickly made up three movements, and began to mutter silently again, his serious appearance made people laugh instead.

The two arrived at the embassy quickly, and Song Yaze went upstairs with the liquor in his arms. He searched the room for a small wine glass, but to no avail, he had to use a big-bellied tea cup instead.He poured the wine, sniffed his nose, and asked Wo Taifu beside him: "This wine smells very good, who sent it?"

Wo Taifu gave a fake cough, touched his nose, and looked unnatural: "...I... I gave it to you..."

Song Yaze looked up at him, saw his embarrassment, and said with a smile: "You are very honest! I thought you would have to hesitate for a long time, but you just don't admit it!"

Wo Taifu quickly sat up straight, and said seriously: "The scriptures say...you can't lie..."

Song Yaze smiled and said nothing.He took a sip of the white wine, with a nostalgic expression on his face: "Actually, I don't like drinking very much, but this white wine reminds me of my hometown. Now that I think about it, my hometown is better, there is no such thing as murder and arson, and it's okay Rules and regulations. It’s really only after going abroad that you know patriotism.”

Wo Taifu was a little puzzled: "Dongxia? Isn't there a war going on there?"

Song Yaze sipped his wine without paying attention, and asked flatly, "Do you love Beimu?"

Wo Taifu nodded as a matter of course, with a proud look on his face: "I respect the gods, and of course I love Beimu. This is the holy place of the gods. There is no book in the world that can compare with Lijing. It is the truth, and Beimu is the place of truth." land!"

Song Yaze took a sip, and it was extremely spicy. He wrinkled his nose: "I have been asked this question before. The reason I said is different from yours. Then I will ask you again. If you leave aside the religious factors, you will still love Beijing." Mu?"

Wo Taifu pondered for a while before spitting out slowly: "This question itself is wrong. Beimu has no religion, only truth. Religion depends on belief. People can choose to believe or not. Truth will always exist, no matter what people choose. What. Beimu people live in the grace of God, and what we encounter every day is the truth, not religion."

Song Yaze was thoughtful, the alcohol made his throat feel hot.He collected himself and said slowly: "Then do you love the truth, the gods, or this country?"

Wo Taifu thought for a while, then frowned and said: "To be honest, I love the gods more. But I also love Beimu. It is said in the scriptures that it is the ladder leading to the world of gods, and it is the temporary residence for becoming a god." place."

Song Yaze poured another cup and sipped it slowly. He began to feel dizzy: "What will happen after becoming a god? Will you return to Beimu?"

Wo Taifu shook his head: "After becoming a god, you will never return to this turbid and evil world. At that time, you can enjoy the pureness in the divine land forever. As long as you firmly believe in the scriptures and follow the precepts, you can do it. "

"Then if one day you were asked to choose between becoming a god and serving the people, what would you do?" Song Yaze blinked for half a second longer, and he became a little drowsy.

Wo Taifu was a little embarrassed. He looked at Song Yaze, who was blushing, and said tensely, "Become a god..."

Song Yaze smiled lightly.He was slightly drunk, and the words pent up in his chest finally came out while he was drinking: "Then let me tell you the truth, although you pretend to be sympathetic, you are not as generous as Caesar..." When he got drunk, the end of his speech was drawn out. , and his vision is also messed up, "No wonder Russell said that people who study theology tend to be arrogant and think they have mastered the truth... Pretend to be aloof all day long, and I hate you fake people the most... I see, this Beijing Mu is a hoax...you are fooling the public...you know that..."

"Russell? Who is Russell?" Wo Taifu asked puzzledly. He watched Song Yaze stand up, his footsteps were a little wobbly, and he quickly stood up and pulled him.

"I said... brother... we have different views, we can't communicate..." Song Yaze pulled his hand away, "I'm drunk, I'll just sleep..." He walked unsteadily to the bedroom, He fell on the bed in a daze, his limbs stretched wide.

Wo Taifu quietly entered the bedroom, and saw that he was breathing evenly, so he tiptoedly covered him with a quilt, saw his sleeping face again, and was bewitched in his heart.He lifted Song Yaze's chin, feeling as if he had passed away, and subconsciously kissed it.When he reacted, he suddenly felt that his lips were burned, and he felt a sudden sense of guilt.The scriptures say that if people of the same sex love each other, both humans and gods despise each other.

He stood up in a panic, his kissed lips trembling slightly.He felt that his heart, which was as pure as water, had become dirty. Ever since he ran into Song Yaze in the locker room that day, he was no longer a man of discipline and diligence. .For this person, he even started to have sex dreams. In the dream, he was unscrupulous, and the person he shared with was this person. The dream was like the long past, which he did not expect.At first, he was terrified, he confessed.But now, he was only tangled and helpless.It was his secret, to be taken into the coffin.

He stared at Song Yaze for a while, his expression tangled.It took him a long time to walk away from this painful place...

When Song Yaze woke up again, it was already late, and there was the sound of chilling cicadas crying outside the window, as if it was going to be winter.He supported his painful and drowsy head, and left the bedroom. He was surprised to find that the light in the living room was on, and there was someone sitting on the sofa, which was Caesar's father Langdon.

Langdon seemed to have been waiting for a long time, with a gloomy and indifferent face.He was still holding the recording pen in his hand, and his legs were shaking rapidly, looking restless.

When he saw Song Yaze, his tense expression finally broke out, his anger increased, and he blamed him: "Is this your drinking conversation this afternoon?!" The recording pen pointed to the masked person, "Fortunately, I caught it. Otherwise, you will be hanged!"

Song Yaze looked at the recording pen, realized it instantly, and said in surprise, "Someone eavesdropped on me?"

"Otherwise?" Langdon sneered, "Do you think that people in Beimu are born devout believers? Without some special measures, how could this country survive to this day?"

Song Yaze was shocked, and even felt like he was in a cage.He was so surprised that he silently looked at Langdon blankly. It took him a long time to recover his ability to speak, and he stammered: "I didn't expect... this country..." Bei Mu broke through his imagination again and again, solemn and solemn It's long gone, and all that's left is violence and brutality.

"What's wrong with this country? You need to know why there is a country. There is no utopia here, there must be class rule!" Langdon's face was stern, his tone was stern, and he tapped his fingers on the table: "If people want to live a stable life and have a normal society To operate, the country must exist. In order to maintain its rule, even religion and deceit must be used! What people need is a stable and orderly life, not the truth!"

Song Yaze was speechless, he couldn't make a judgment on this sentence.He felt that Langdon's words were full of loopholes, but he couldn't find a reason to refute them.He stood blankly, muttering to himself, "Even if it's a scam..."

Langdon looked at him bitterly, and sighed, "Alas! Faith is the deepest belief, the ideology of society, the regime needs it, and the people need it!" Langdon stubbornly braved political terms, then The appearance is exactly the same as that of Caesar.

"You have too little experience. You are just a commoner. You were dragged to Sidon by my son, and now you come to Beimu to act as a puppet. I don't care about you and my son. But since you work with me, Just remember, here, you can't say a wrong word. Otherwise, if you die, it's nothing, don't affect the whole country!" His expression was gloomy and serious, making Song Yaze's hair stand on end.

After all, Langdon's expression seemed to soften a bit: "You should thank Wo Taifu, he didn't inform the Holy See. Otherwise, you would have been hanged on the gallows now..."

Song Yaze was slightly startled.He was more moved than the joy of surviving the catastrophe. Thinking about the sad face, he was both grateful and puzzled at the moment.In his impression, Wo Taifu is a person who will give up everything for his faith, just like a dead man without a sword.But this time he concealed it for himself, and he was a little confused.