"In fact, he has heard of the existence of this snake a long time ago." The black snake gently patted Yan Zhijin's arm with its tail, "This snake is different from him. It seems that it is born to accept admiration and love. They Like the moon in the sky, and the dirty mire."

"Originally, the moon and the quagmire could never meet, but that day, the moon just stopped above the quagmire, and the lifeless quagmire finally had a glimmer of light under the moonlight."

"But that was the ugliest time in the quagmire. He happened to solve a group of people who were taunting him and was digesting their bones. The muddy water and blood mixed together, and it was hard to see whether it was a temporary embarrassment or it was always so ugly. You can't imagine What does it feel like to see the moonlight in the quagmire? It is probably the ugliest snake in the snake group, the dirtiest and most unbearable appearance, but the feeling of being seen by the best-looking snake. At that time, he burst into tears. A feeling of hopeless rebellion. Since you have seen such an ugly side, why don't you look at the more outrageous side, anyway, you will be laughed at. I want to see how happy you can laugh. So he Dragging his blood-stained body, he walked towards the moon, posing in a threatening posture, deliberately showing off his bloodiness and cruelty to the other party."

The tip of the snake's tail hung down, lying softly on Yan Zhijin's abdomen.

His body temperature seemed to be lower than usual, reminiscent of the badly wounded snake in the forest.

Yan Zhijin turned sideways, arched his back, and stuffed the snake's tail into his pajamas, trying to warm up the snake's body with body temperature.

The snake's tail flicked violently, and slowly crawled around his waist.

He laughed at himself and said, "But no. He wasn't laughed at, and the moon didn't even move his eyebrows. The moon didn't get angry and sad because of those who died at his hands, and he didn't mock him because of his flustered appearance. The moon just asked Was he injured?"

He curled up and said: "He finally knows why the moon is the moon. The moon is so noble, benevolent, fair and just to shine on everyone. The moon will not hate him, blame him for his brutal behavior, and will not be afraid Will he hurt himself? The moon is calm and calm, accepting the existence of all creatures."

"From then on, he began to want to own the moon. He deliberately appeared in front of the moon, changed his previous style, and became the right-hand man of the moon. But it didn't seem to work. The moon was still gentle and cold. He will not like anyone easily, he is fair to all creatures. He began to do the opposite, deliberately doing things that the moon does not like, trying to attract his attention, even if he hates him, as long as he is special is enough "He seemed to be out of breath, and paused for a long time before continuing, "But it's still useless. The moon is the moon, the moon for everyone, and it won't shine on just one person, especially, it won't Standing in a mire so filthy that not even the shadow of the moon shines out."

When he finished speaking, despair almost overflowed.

Yan Zhijin patted him on the back and said softly, "No."

"Now I know it won't happen." The snake leaned its head on his chest, rubbing it lightly, "I hope it won't happen in the future."

Yan Zhijin still patted his back intermittently.

After a moment of silence, Yan Zhijin stopped his hands and quietly put his hands on the snake's back scales: "I'm probably not that moon."

The snake raised its head abruptly, its eyes shining in the darkness: "You..."

"But I will try my best to get closer to that direction." Yan Zhijin pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, showing a bit of a bitter smile, "Probably it will be a moon made of paper."

Before he finished speaking, the cool snake letter licked his lips and sealed his words.

The black snake rolled up his body and said stubbornly: "You are the moon."

"I haven't finished the story just now," the snake raised the tip of its tail triumphantly, "then the mire turned into an abyss, which could completely embrace the light of the moon, and the two snakes lived happily together."

Early the next morning, Yan Zhijin and others followed Sinov to the temple.

Unlike the temple built by Matt and the others, this temple is simply a luxurious and exquisite work of art.

Compared with temples, it is actually more like a church in the traditional sense.

Snowf led them to walk in the complex structure of the church.

"Occasionally, we will get together for worship. But many people have left here, and we rarely get together," Snowf said nostalgicly, "The last time we got together with Hugh was in the New Year."

There are white flowers everywhere in the church, the same kind as those in the hotel room. It looks light, but the fragrance is surprisingly sweet.

At the very front of the chapel, a stone slab is suspended.

The stone slab is square and square, with thin and complicated lines engraved on it. In the middle, there is a faint groove in the shape of a keyhole.

It floats and spins in the air alone, emitting silver-white light.

When his eyes touched the stone slab, the familiar tinnitus sounded in Yan Zhijin's mind again.

"This is a token left to us by the Lord." Sinov said reverently.

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