Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

To his surprise, Jian Mingshu nodded calmly: "I know."

"Someone strangled me at the time, and after I fell over, it happened that you saved me—during the period, I didn't notice other people approaching. And, when you pulled me up, you happened to be standing on the left— —the direction in which the person who is going to snatch my ring is standing."

The middle-aged man didn't speak, his eyes were extra vigilant in the dark.

Jian Mingshu lowered his head and stroked the crown ring on his hand, luckily it was not taken away at that time.

I don't know where Wu Shuyang is now and what he is doing.

Will the place he is going to be as oppressive as Samsara Town, and will he encounter any danger.

"However. You didn't continue to strangle me, and even saved me from drowning. After meeting the judge, the black deer and these ghosts, you were the most benevolent. So if you want to write off this matter, I have no objection."

Concisely state your thoughts.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I can't understand."

"This is my own decision, and it has nothing to do with whether you understand it or not." Jian Mingshu said calmly.

Goodwill, hostility, and whether it is worth it are extremely complicated things. It is difficult to simply black and white, and most of them are gray in between.What's more, everyone has their own standards. He never asks others to understand, nor does he force others to live by his own moral standards.

Compared to this, he was curious about another point: "So, what made you suddenly change your mind."

"Black deer."

The middle-aged man added: "When it is staring at it, no evil or immoral things are allowed to happen."

He thought about it, and didn't mention the "foolish courage" part.

"And, it seems, extra focus on you."

"If you hadn't split him then maybe I could have asked why."

The middle-aged man laughed lowly, as if he had heard some ridiculously stupid words.

drop.

There seemed to be the sound of water falling on his face.

A group of black shadows jumped down from the roof and landed between him and the middle-aged man. Before he could see clearly, he was split open again by the middle-aged man.

"Strange. Why do you recruit orphan girls like this." The middle-aged man put away his knife and muttered.

"Orphan girl?"

"It's the starving ghosts on the ground. Probably the largest number of ghosts in Ireland."

He took out a blackened sterling silver rotary lighter, and the weak flame lit up the whole blacksmith shop.The shape of the lighter looks quite simple, and it can even be said to be an antique from the last century.

Greasy black blood flowed all over the ground, and corpses were everywhere.

A lot of them were split open, and a few white stumps were exposed under the coarse cloth clothes.The moment when he was split open with a knife dissipated, strands of blood flew through the window towards the clock tower.

"Blood soul!" His heart sank, and he subconsciously wanted to get up, but he was relieved by a sharp pain in his back.

Immediately, there was a needle-like pain on Jian Mingshu's shoulder.He touched his back and felt a sticky patch of blood.

"The orphan girl just now was too close to you." The middle-aged man explained, "Accidental injury."

Jian Mingshu didn't speak, and concentrated on enduring the pain.

"I can't stay here any longer." Jian Mingshu said briefly, "I'm going to the bell tower."

"Impossible." The middle-aged man said, "The bell tower is the center of Black Deer's rule."

"It's not about who rules."

The middle-aged man looked at him carefully: "Young man, I really admire your courage. But there are some things that cannot be overcome with courage. Especially it. It is the initiator of all nightmares and chaos, it is evil itself."

"You mean, it's the ruler."

"No." The middle-aged man said more precisely, "It is one of the rulers, the half that belongs to evil and darkness. Our light belongs to the noble archdruid."

"Dualism." Concise and precise summary.

Many myths in the world, including current religions, are essentially dualistic.

Advocate a positive god who represents wisdom, courage, and kindness, and is responsible for all the good in the world; at the same time, there must be a demon or evil god in the world, who is responsible for all the evil in the world.

Such as traditional angels and demons, Christian God and Satan, Persian religion Spanta Mainyu and Angra Mainyu, Taoism Yin and Yang, Shinto Amaterasu and Susanoo.

And as he mentioned, the archdruid and the black stag.

"I don't know what that is." The middle-aged man shook his head.

It seems that the Irish have not bathed in the glory of Marxism.Dualism is nothing more than a materialist dialectic of the unity of opposites.

The unity of opposites and the advancement of contradictions can tell you a few words if you just fish someone out of your country.

It can be seen how important it is to start philosophy education from childhood.

However, now is not a good time to develop comrades, Jian Mingshu did not explain: "It's nothing. You continue."

"The demon god rules death and fear, just as the main god brings courage and hope. But Samsara Town has long since lost its courage and hope."

The middle-aged man deliberately glanced at Jian Mingshu, and took back the lighter in his hand.The entire blacksmith shop lost its tiny light of hope, and once again sank into darkness.

In the room, there are only small long and narrow windows that let in some dark light.

Overcast clouds pressed down on the roof of the low alley building, and groups of black shadows moved on the roof, looking like huge wild cats.

Jian Mingshu looked carefully with his special left eye——

That's not a wildcat at all.Withered arms protruded from the shadows, and at a glance, they looked like crawling corpses.

Clang.

Something broke through the window and approached slowly through the night.The little Irish soldier on the side quietly clenched his arm.

The thing crawling on the ground made a strange noise, and then, the blade cut through the air, and the black figure didn't even make a move, and there was no movement for an instant.

"She said keep up," Louis translated, "I'm not sure, my Gaelic, not too good."[1]

On the broken windows, two or three orphan girls climbed up one after another.Immediately after the door, the fireplace also rolled down a few times.

The air was instantly filled with the smell of moist sea water.

"Sir, sir..." Louis was visibly nervous.

"You follow the uncle across the way." Jian Mingshu patted him on the shoulder and said softly.

"Sir, you?"

He didn't answer.There was a sharp pain like a needle on his shoulder, and he threw Louis to the middle-aged man opposite him with one hand, while he jumped over the obstacles on the ground neatly, knocked open the orphan girl at the door, and left the whole room.

As he expected, groups of turbulent black shadows immediately changed directions and began to crawl towards the end of the narrow alley.Even the few who were crowded to enter the blacksmith's shop half crawled and half staggered out.

There are so many orphans who persevere, but they don't make any real drastic moves. They even want to get close to Jian Mingshu after being split in half. It is obvious that someone guides them.

Their goal is to be simple and concise.

"Sir!" Louis followed immediately.

"Don't follow me." He patted Xiaodouding's head kindly, "The orphan girl is obviously coming after me. It's safer for you to stay."

"No sir, I won't trouble you," Louis said. "Besides, I know some Gaelic."

It is undeniable that Jian Mingshu dared to rush out of the house, and the key information was indeed given by Louis.

"Okay. Then follow me closely."

The middle-aged man followed in silence.In theory, he is free to come and go, and no one else can force him to keep up.He acquiesced in the other party's unclear intentions.

The three of them came to a workhouse following the crawling path of the orphan girl.

Pushing open the carved iron door, several mice were frightened and fled quickly.The scene in the courtyard was horrific.

The courtyard was full of weeds, and the road was covered with rotten black and red rotten flesh.Large pieces of bony and mummified orphan girls lay on the ground like ghosts.

He didn't take a few steps when he bumped into something.

A black corpse with a torn turban glared at him.This orphan girl was still holding a baby in her arms, her eyes were filled with gloomy holes, and her eyes were full of despair.

Time and suffering have drained all her flesh and blood, and she has been dry for a long time.

The courtyard is not big, and you can see the end at a glance.There was nothing in the yard but orphan girls and squeaking mice.

Middle-aged man: "We may be in the wrong place."

"Probably not." Jian Mingshu recalled the path, "There is no fork in the road, and their direction is obviously here. But I don't understand why there are so many orphans here? And, why are they called orphans? ?”

"Famine." The middle-aged man's tone became heavy.

"Orphan girl is the name of refugees who escaped during the Great Irish Famine. There are many dead souls in Samsara Town, and there are many orphan girls. It's nothing surprising."

"There was an outbreak of late blight which decimated potato production - our staple food. The catastrophe lasted five full years and starved a quarter of the Irish population. No one cared except for the usual slogans , no one cares, let the disaster spread and throw dead bodies everywhere. The British never cared about our life and death, even in the worst period, they still asked to export food to the UK. Other countries shouted for humanitarian assistance, but when the real refugees escaped Afterwards, prejudice, exclusion, and targeting everywhere—the orphans who escaped had no way to survive. There is a local saying—one out of four Irish heroic souls is an orphan.”

Little Louis didn't speak. He saw a pile of dead bones on the side of the road. The smallest skull was only the size of a palm.

The three walked through the entire courtyard in silence, and pushed open the rusty iron door in the hall at the end.

At the end of the gloomy chapel, a huge demon hangs upside down.It stands upright, with a pair of curled horns.Blood-red things like a spider's nest entangled its whole body, firmly imprisoning the demon in place.

Looking at it from a distance, it even looks like a huge spider dormant in a nest.

It didn't know whether it was contemplating or meditating, and the sound of its heavy breathing echoed in the small hall.

"Sir... let's... let's go." Louis was a little timid, he tugged on Jian Mingshu's clothes.

Suddenly, the demon opened his eyes, which were cruelly red like pools of blood.His lower body was still entangled by the strange red spider's nest, but his whole body kept elongating, sticking to Jian Mingshu.

The demon's huge face hung upside down and approached, his fiery breath seemed to be the wild fire from hell.He approached rapidly, and the huge shadow spread, bringing Jian Mingshu into the shadow.

Jian Mingshu didn't have such a good temper, he resolutely pulled out the carved sword and stabbed his hand.

"Master. It's me."

Jian Mingshu was taken aback, and the tip of the stabbing sword was slightly deflected.

Owner?

When did he accept the devil as a slave?

Jian Mingshu narrowed his eyes—although the figure of this person has expanded a lot and his appearance has changed greatly, the overall structure and some details are very familiar to him.

The devil's hands were tied, but he still tried his best to turn his head around, and bowed to him with great humility.

Jian Mingshu understood.The direction in which the devil saluted was the crown and diamond ring on his hand.

Cooperate with this is the face of the Buddha, and call him master.

"...A real number?" He asked late.

"Yes Master."

The demon humbly said: "Still, should I call you... queen?"

"..."

He ignored the appellation question, and took back the carved sword: "How did you become so big."

Although the devil's voice was much lower, he still managed to recognize that it was one of the two little devils on the yacht.It's just that he didn't expect that the real bodies of the two little ghosts who always love to shake their wits turned out to be like this.

"No master, my mind won't be clear for long, please hold the sword well."

The expression of the middle-aged man changed slightly: "What is your geis?"

Jian Mingshu frowned, and looked at the thing that was entangled him strangely: "What's the situation?"

"Geis is an unbreakable oath. It is one of the rules of Samsara Town. You can obtain the corresponding ability under certain conditions." The middle-aged man glanced at Jian Mingshu, "However, the conditions promised at the time of making the oath must not be violated, otherwise Will be backlashed by geis."

Jian Mingshu's face darkened.

"...Consciousness is entangled." Zhenshu said with difficulty, "I have involved myself in the spiritual network of the orphan girl."

No wonder.

So all the orphan girls I met before, no matter whether they were alive or injured, they would rush to Jian Mingshu regardless of life or death. It turned out that they were really instigated by others.

Jian Mingshu asked: "What will happen if you connect to the spiritual network?"

According to quantum physics, once involved in the entangled state, it will be difficult to disconnect, and may even merge with the involved party. In a more popular way, it is called "losing oneself".

The real number did not answer.

The hanged demon sighed softly, and instead sighed: "It's not easy to find you, my master."

"However, please rest assured that the king should already know. He may be on his way."

"...I don't need him to save me." Jian Mingshu said resolutely, "It's another matter, I want to ask you."

"But at your command, queen."

"...Let's call him Master."

"Yes. Master."

Jian Mingshu's beautiful eyes looked at the huge monster in front of him: "True number, let me ask you. What happened in front of the stone gate?"

The author has something to say: [1] Gaelic: The vernacular language of Ireland

Thanks to Jiang He-, Gu Cenxi, and Abe Haruyuki for the nutrient solution irrigated, and thanks to Jiang He- and Yingying for throwing mines~

Let’s talk about dualism in combination with the subtitle today.

Now we understand that good and evil are actually unified, or to put it another way, those with high empathy will be good, on the contrary, those with low empathy are not necessarily evil, but just "self-focused" and "self-centered". "ism" can only be regarded as a lonely way of existence.

However, if there is "empathy corrosion" due to negative emotions such as resentment, desire, and hatred under the condition of zero empathy, people with a relatively low degree of empathy will behave similarly to objectifying and hurting others. The most common situation is "speech evil words".Of course, the level of empathy actually fluctuates, and everyone has moments when they are in a bad mood.

Once, Youshu asked Uncle Ming, and he didn't understand Uncle Ming's indifference. Uncle Ming said: "You are the master of your body, so I am the master of my emotions."

It's not that he can't hate or get angry. Of course, he will be anxious and angry when he is plotted against by others, but he can calmly isolate his behavior from personal setbacks. This is something I think he is worth learning from.

However, people in the past did not have a systematic psychological theory. They observed good and evil in their daily life, but they did not understand its cause. Therefore, in their understanding, there was often an evil god or devil who would destroy the world. , trial, or other evil deeds.Even some of the more extreme people who provoke wars and have relatively large negative reviews in history will still say "the devil's apostle".

I won’t talk about angels and devils, God Satan, and Ao Bing Nezha (?) who are familiar to everyone. I will talk about Spanta Mainiu and Angela Mainiu who appear in the article, which are slightly unfamiliar to everyone.

They were born in the beginning of time, and they actually became one, called Ahura Mazda (crossed out), Ahura Mazda, similar to the unity of Yin and Yang, black and white in Taoism.

The evil spirit is Angra Mainu. Persian culture believes that demons obey his orders and will tempt and torture humans. He has a demon, which is similar to the real number base for counting sheep and sheep. He is nicknamed the raging devil and spreads diseases. , death, and pollute the earth.

But in this culture, although the devil will instigate and tempt human beings, in the end how human beings choose how to act is to follow their own heart. They emphasize that human beings should be responsible for their own actions (many religions are fatalistic, believing that human beings are good and evil from the very beginning. up).

Okay, stop talking, talk more and more (laughing and crying)

Thank you for your support (bow)

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Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

Happy Valentine’s Day to Counting Sheep & Uncle Ming (will be happy, see you later

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