Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

crimson, like the moon...

At this time, Su Ban would stroke his hair.

His hair is not as soft as this, it feels a little hard, and it's a bit prickly.

He seemed to feel very comfortable, and said to Su Jiao: "In the mountains, new red fruits have grown."

He said, "I'll bring it to you when the rain stops."

It seems that because more people prayed to him, his words became more fluent.

Su Jiao thought, probably after Louis Caes returned, he set up a "temple"-like place to publicize the existence of the "Scarlet God".

In the past, the image of the Rabbit God was always distorted. Presumably, the image of the "Scarlet God" in the minds of those believers was still too vague, which caused the Rabbit God to change erratically...but recently his image has become stable .

Su Jiao took another look at the Rabbit God... or rather, the Scarlet God.

His brows and eyes became much clearer, his eyes were still dark red, his skin was fair, and he had a kind of gentle handsomeness.

It's just that Su Jiao sometimes feels that he is much less innocent than before.

It may be that he has listened to too many prayers.

Although the difference from before is a bit big, it should be a small problem...

Su Jiao lost her mind after thinking about it.

"Su?"

When Su Jiao came back to her senses, she found that he was frowning, staring at her with dissatisfaction, and her crimson eyes were vaguely stained with a deep haze.

Su Jiao was stunned suddenly by the sight, and when she looked carefully, there was nothing - he seemed to be just dissatisfied: "Su, you didn't listen to me."

"I'm listening." Su Jiao reassured him, "I'm looking forward to the new red fruit you brought me."

So that bit of dissatisfaction disappeared, and He laughed happily.

Very coaxing.

Su Banana thought.

It had been raining continuously for several days, and the mountains were covered with a humid fog, but thankfully, the rain stopped.

The Rabbit God always appears at night, his figure is hidden in the mist, hazy, and He tells him the growth of the fruit every day.

"The green shoots were knocked off by the rain," He described, "and the leaves fell into the mud and were buried by the mud."

The common language of this world is not obscure, and it sounds very elegant. Su Jiao likes it a little, so he learns it quickly.

When people speak, they pay great attention to the rhythm of their speech. When they state something seriously, it is like reading a sonnet.

His voice was pleasant, but also a little melancholy, which made it sound even more moving.

Su Jiao said: "After a while, the leaves will grow."

He still seemed a little brooding.

Su Jiao didn't quite understand why He cared about a leaf, and tried to change the subject: "Have you heard..." Bad prayers recently?

"Red..." He said, "Red leaves."

He said sadly and stubbornly, "The green shoots keep growing and will turn into red leaves."

Su Jiao was taken aback, she seemed to understand his sadness, he has always liked red things...

Just when Su Jiao thought so.

But He suddenly said, "It's like a rose, with lush red leaves and crimson fruits. It will be beautiful with you."

He seems to be just stating one thing, like saying that there is a mountain here and an island there, but his expression is serious, as if he is confessing to someone he loves deeply.

He said, "So."

"One piece fell in the mud," He said, "I will, and be very sorry."

"It's nothing to be sad about." Su Jiao tried to comfort him: "I don't mind such things."

"But."

He said, "It's not good enough for you."

When he mentioned this matter, he seemed to be even more sad, and his eyes were red: "I have searched all over the mountains, but I can't find any flowers that are worthy of you."

He is so cute.

Su Jiao thought about it, couldn't hold back, and stroked His hair again.

Su Jiao said: "How could it be? The rose you sent is very beautiful, I like it very much."

He was still morose.

So Su Jiao coaxed him: "Your heart is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen."

He looked at Su Jiao with wide and pure eyes, and after realizing the meaning of these words, he finally pursed his lips like a kid who was being coaxed, and showed a shy and clean smile.

In fact, he has been dreaming recently, dreaming of many bad things.

Dreaming of blood, death, disaster, disease.

He dreamed that a child killed his brother for a steamed bun, and he knelt in a pool of blood and prayed to him with tears.

Dreaming of the ruler praying to him for strength to start a war.

He could feel that if their wishes were fulfilled, He would gain strength and become very strong... He would no longer be as ethereal as a firefly in the mountains, nor would he be unable to hug his beloved boy with all his strength.

But He... didn't want to do that.

He always thought of Su.

He thought of the bright rose in front of his bed, the blood from his fingertips to save someone, the unconscious smile on his lips when he saw someone being rescued, and the warm recognition in his eyes.

So, He didn't want to answer... such a nasty prayer.

It's just that there are so few well-intentioned prayers. Those who pray to him seem to think that he is the god of slaughter who is in charge of war and blood. They hope that he will curse others and bring misfortune to them.

No one wants His redemption.

……

When he woke up, he saw the wet rainstorm falling on the top of the mountain, and the red fruit that he carefully guarded dropped a curved green leaf.

At that moment, He felt sad.

……

But this kind of sadness, under Su's smile, became very light, like clouds floating in the blue sky, like snow falling on the mountain in winter.

Spring is floating, and he believes that all the sorrows here will melt away under Su's smile.

He wants to find the most beautiful flower and give it to him.

After a month of continuous rain, it finally stopped.

The warblers in the mountains were singing, and the sunshine leaked smiling faces through the gaps in the rain clouds. Cleo, who had been dragging his journey for several days, decided to set off immediately.

Su Jiao left a note for Rabbit God and got into the ox cart of Creola.

Su Jiao originally planned to leave and never come back, but thinking that Rabbit God was going to send him flowers, such a farewell made people feel guilty.

Su Jiao intends to go outside to take a look around, to monitor and control the development of the "Scarlet God" doctrine on the mainland.

Su Jiao was also afraid of what the Scarlet God would develop into silently.

He led the Rabbit God to this divine path, and he had to take responsibility.

It's only been a month since Louis Caerle left... and judging by Rabbit God's state, there shouldn't be anything wrong.

Su Jiao stared at the wet and muddy mountain road on the bumpy bullock cart and thought, if it wasn't for the rain, she should be able to do more things.

"It's actually not easy to go outside the mountains." Cleo chatted with him, "These mountains have a collective name called Abris, and people on the mainland like to exile people with rabbit disease to fend for themselves here. "

Su Jiao thought that this should be the case for Louis Caes.

Is it the same for people with status?

Sure enough, in the face of disease and death, people are equal.

"But I know there is a way to enter the mainland." Cleo smiled triumphantly, "The place we are going to is Lige City, which is a three-no zone—generally, generally speaking, we will go there—as we all know, People suffering from rabbit disease are basically waiting to die and cannot survive, so in this kind of place where black households are everywhere, if you say that you are from the mountains, they will not believe you."

He said, and said with emotion: "I can survive... I am really grateful for the blessing of the gods."

Su Banana: "I have a question, Cleo."

Cleo: "Huh?"

The boy's voice was very gentle, "Since believing in a god can cure rabbit diseases, why are you the only ones who believe in him?"

Cleo: "It's very simple."

Cleo said in a very natural tone: "The rest are dead."

"Uh..." Probably seeing Su Jiao's shock, Cleo explained to Su Jiao: "Although a lot of history on the mainland has been lost, our village still has some vague records about these things."

"At that time, the rabbit disease spread like a catastrophe, and a large number of people got sick." Cleo said in the tone of recalling the textbook: "Many people died, and then... I don't know where there are legends, saying that the rabbit was angered or something. ……You should know."

Su Ban nodded.

People thought that the rabbit god was offended, and the god was going to curse everyone to become rabbits... or something.

So people began to worship rabbits in order to get forgiveness from the gods.

"Actually... don't look at our village so deeply." Cleo said, "It was ridiculed by a lot of people in the past."

Cleo said in a strong tone: "Most people don't believe that there is any god in the world, not to mention that he is... a rabbit with a ridiculous appearance. Well, you know, the ancestors were not very good at kneading statues."

Su Jiao thought of the statue in the village - in fact, it's not very good now.

Of course, he wouldn't say that.

Creo: "And...because in the mainland at that time, most people did not believe in gods and ghosts, and even those who believed in these things would be regarded as heretics."

Su Jiao: "Is there still such a rule?"

"It was available at the time." Cleo said, "But...when people are devoured by disease and there is no hope...when they can't turn to medical skills, they can only turn to gods."

"Of course, these human weaknesses were not tolerated by the royal family who believed in the "iron and blood policy" at that time. "Clio said: "So our weak ancestors who were plagued by diseases were driven to the mountains with a large number of people with rabbit diseases-no, maybe it was worse, others were just people who were sick and waiting to die. The ancestors are heretics of the state. "

"So even though we are in the same Mount Abris, our ancestors can only live in isolation..." Cleo said, "But fortunately, the ancestors survived and have our descendants, while others... "

He paused: "They're all dead."

Su Ban fell silent.

Su Jiao: "Even people's beliefs before death must be restricted. Living under the control of a government that does not allow freedom of mind, your ancestors must be suffering."

"Who says it's not." Cleo said, "But the mainland is not so strict now."

"Where there is oppression, there will naturally be resistance... You know, people will always have different beliefs when they are alive... But the royal family at that time banned even this for better control."

Creo said: "The strict and cold policy implemented by the royal family through the "iron and blood policy" has led to many people rising up and a lot of bloody wars. "

"Although those were all suppressed by the royal family." Cleo said: "But you know, people may die, but faith can be inherited. It is a flame that cannot be extinguished by rainstorms."

Cleo's voice lowered a bit: "I heard that there are even some people who spread the rabbit virus within the royal family by unscrupulous means..."

Su Jiao took a slight breath.

Cleo took a deep breath and sighed, "In short, if this continues, the royal family will not always be the winner."

"So, the current continent allows people to believe in certain existences." Cleo said, and then he smiled again: "But don't worry too much, League City is not under the jurisdiction of the royal family now, it is now a free city!"

Su Jiao paused, then said hesitantly, "You know a lot."

Cleo laughed: "Because I often go to League City! Not to mention other things, this city has the most gossip, rumors, and other historical stories. I stay in the tavern until late at night every day! "

Su Banana: "..."

"What is the most believed in in the mainland?" Su Jiao asked curiously.

Cleo: "You mean now? Then I don't know. After all, I haven't been to Lige City for a month because of the rain in the mountains... But if you want to say what you said before, well, I think those beliefs are messed up. Irregular."

Chatted like this all the way.

Su Jiao and Cleo drove all night, and when the sun was setting, they arrived at League City.

This is a western-style Gothic city, surrounded by high walls, but now the city gate is open and no one is guarding it.

Su Jiao: "This city wall is so high."

Creo: "That's the firewall."

Su Banana: "?"

Creo: "Because this is one of the cities closest to Mount Abris after all, many people who got rabbit disease were exiled to the mountain... but those who are not so seriously ill will want to sneak into the city, in this city When it was still under the royal family, there would be soldiers standing... well, standing there."

Cleo pointed to the highest place on the wall for Su Jiao, "That's it, with a gun on your back, once you see someone, shoot with a bang."

Su Banana was silent.

"But now Lige is not under the jurisdiction of the royal family, and the rabbit disease is not as serious as before in the mainland, so this wall has also been left unused."

Su Jiao didn't ask why the rabbit's disease was not as serious as before.

He turned his head and glanced at the Abris Mountains that stretched behind him like a layer of gray mist under the twilight that was about to dissipate.

The answer is actually quite simple.

Those who got sick were driven into the mountains, where they died, and there was no source of infection...everything would get better.

Although cruel, it is also straightforward.

but……

Su Jiao thought, if this is the case, very few people believe in the Rabbit God...

When was the Rabbit God born?

Generally speaking, if a god can "exist", it needs a lot of faith...

Cleo took Su Jiao and went in through a small door familiarly.

Cleo looked at the sky over Lige covered by thick clouds, felt the direction of the wind, and said with a smile, "It's a good thing we came early—otherwise it will rain again in the mountains."

The black Qiluo-like night sky intoxicated the crescent moon, and it was a cool night with a damp evening breeze.

The red fruit in the mountains has grown.

It is wrapped in layers of bright red leaves like a crescent moon, revealing a bright red color.

Even under the cover of night, the brightness is not reduced by half.

He took it off carefully.

The moist mist covered the red flowers and fruits, and he stared at the place where a green leaf had fallen—although the red leaves surrounding the fruits were layer upon layer and nothing unusual could be seen, but he still felt sad that something was missing .

He stretched out his hand and tapped it lightly, the power of nothingness condensed and disappeared again.

Because he does not answer prayers with malevolent hopes, he has no power to cast illusions.

It's ok.

He thought, Su said, he would not care about these things.

With a joyful mood, he secretly thought about it as if hiding a little sweetness.

Su said... what he cares about is His will.

He cares about his own heart.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a look of joy again.

In fact, the daytime is always so difficult, but thinking of the beautiful young man with silver hair and golden pupils looking at him tenderly, saying that he cares about his thoughts——

The hard and long days have also become sweet candies wrapped in wine, fermenting to make people feel dizzy and sweet.

With such a happy mood, holding the red fruit, he went down the mountain to find the beautiful boy he liked.

……

However, the window was always open, the beautiful young man quietly waiting for His arrival.

Now it is nowhere to be seen.

Holding flowers, he stood blankly in front of the closed window——

Dark clouds covered the shadow of the moon, and under the dense night, mountain rain was about to come.

And the pretty boy he likes.

Missed.

why?

He clearly said that He cares most about His will.

But she abandoned Him so ruthlessly...why?

Is there something wrong with him?

Is yesterday's rose not bright enough, or is the red hawthorn a bit harsh?Do you think He always comes in the middle of the night, or do you think the rainstorm in the mountains is too noisy?

He clearly brought the fruit of the promise, but the young man who promised with Him disappeared.

Raindrops fall drop by drop——

wow-

……

He lied to him.

He actually cares about that leaf.

Because of that leaf... that's why he didn't want him.

……

He often cannot understand the pain of those mortals.

He watched them struggle in the mire of hatred and misery, and watched them curse their enemies, their parents, their diseases, and everything they knew that could bear pain.

But now, he seemed to feel that pain... empathetic.

Then the noisy prayers that were shielded by Him suddenly became clear, and they cursed everything one after another. They passed through the high wall of His heart with black wings on their backs, and pierced into the bottom of His painful heart like an awl, and they were about to pull He fell into a dreadful abyss.

……

—"Curse him!"

……

He needs... needs a leaf.

It takes a little power to transform a red moon leaf.

"To..." He murmured, and responded to his believers: "Crimson, like the moon..."

Give him a little power... Let him transform a leaf like this, make the incomplete gift perfect, let the boy he loves, forever and ever... stay by his side.

But the rain was really heavy.

The boy who left.

too far away from him.

……

He tried his best to protect the flower-like fruits in his arms, but he didn't know whether it was because the rain was too merciless, or because his hands were trembling, and the crescent-like red leaves fell one by one, and fell into the gray mud.

His eyes were moist red, his nose was sore, and his heart was swollen. He watched the fallen red leaves like beating hearts, and was finally buried by the dirty mountain rain and silt.

His flower and fruit are spoiled.

it's fine.

He empowered the believers and got the feedback of faith.

He successfully transformed the most perfect fruit and moon-like red leaves in his mind.

But the boy didn't come back.

The wet rain fell all over his body, and the mist obscured his shadow. He hugged the rain-soaked leaves and red fruits, thinking blankly.

original.

He doesn't care about that leaf.

Nor do they care about His will.

When Su Jiao arrived in the city, she followed Cleo to the tavern.

Su Jiao also knew that his face was too stunning, so he changed into a hooded suit and hid his face in the shadows.

The tavern was bustling with activity, big guys were punching, fighting for wine, and chatting all over the world, but although their chat content was in common language, it was mixed with slang and dialects from different regions. Su Jiao had a hard time listening.

He can understand it—normal lingua franca, even if he doesn't learn it, he can understand it.

This seems to belong to the golden finger of the gods.

But this cheat does not include dialects and slang...

Sometimes just a few words are different, and the meaning expressed by the sentence is very different.

So Su Jiao always felt that what they were talking about didn't match the beginning and the end, and it sounded muddled.

Cleo ordered him a glass of orange juice.

Su Bana gave up and listened, he asked Cleo, "What are they talking about?"

Cleo: "Ha, don't you understand?"

Su Ban nodded.

"I almost forgot, when you first came to the village, you spoke an unknown language." Cleo said clearly.

Su Jiao: "That's the language of my hometown."

Cleo didn't intend to delve into it either, saying, "They're talking about something interesting, and it's big news—they're talking about a religion that the royal family has suddenly introduced recently."

Su Jiao: "Huh?"

Su Jiao immediately became nervous, promoting religion?Isn't the Rabbit God...

Didn't Louis Caerle help push it?That's not right... The Rabbit God does have a changed appearance...

"That's right." Cleo said, with a slight sneer in his tone: "There is really a way, but there is no way to control the people's thoughts, why don't you just promote religion yourself?"

But then he said to himself, "But from the perspective of the royal family, it is indeed a good way to manage..."

Su Jiao took a sip of the orange juice, trying to relieve the tension in his heart, he thought, it doesn't matter, if you know yourself and your enemy, you can win all battles: "What is the religion they promote?"

Cleo glanced at him, borrowed a pen and paper, and wrote to Su Jiao while saying, "The Scarlet God". "

Su Jiao stared at the words on the paper, as if she was about to stare out a hole.

Creo went on: "They say this 'god of blood' is of disease, blood, and the night—"

Su Jiao thought while listening, it seems that there is nothing wrong, he gave the rabbit [the hope that stretches into the midnight, the savior of blood and disease, the scarlet god who loves roses and crimson...]

——"Scarlet" and "bloody" are written and pronounced the same word in the common language of the mainland, so Su Jiao didn't feel anything wrong.

Creo: "Curse and war."

Su Jiao raised her head suddenly: "What?"

Su Jiao was stunned: "Curse and war?"

There is no such thing in the "name" he gave!

"Yes." Cleo tilted his head, "I just heard from them that the royal family is going to start a war against the surrounding small countries... Oh, an autonomous place like League City."

Su Jiao: "But what does this have to do with the "Scarlet God"? "

"Calm down the army." Cleo was not surprised: "Probably telling the people that the country is protected by such a god in charge of war, so don't worry, the war will definitely win... or something like that."

"And." Cleo frowned: "I also heard that...the rabbit disease...has started to spread in the mainland again."

He said with some concern: "However... just someone said so, there is no definite evidence to prove it, and it is likely to be a rumor again."

Rabbit disease?Rabbit disease!

Su Jiao calmed down for a while, and suddenly asked: "I want to know—the royal family said that praying to this "scarlet god" can cure rabbit diseases? "

Cleo looked at Su Jiao with strange eyes: "How is it possible?"

Creo said: "The only god who can cure rabbit diseases is our rabbit god."

He said: "They say the 'God of Blood' does rule disease, but there are so many diseases in this world..."

Su Jiao closed her eyes, thinking.

—Louis Caerle.

He may be an excellent nobleman, an outstanding politician, and a hopeless patient, but he will not be a devout believer.

What flows in the bones of the royal family is the money and benefits brought about by the war, not the illusory gods and salvation.

Sure enough, he found the wrong guide.

Su Banana thought.

But that doesn't mean he'll sit still.

The author says:

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