Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

——That kind of emotion was endless, which made him almost at a loss. He could only let the tears fall, like the weak person he hated the most.

Su Jiao was hugged by him, he didn't struggle, but remained silent.

Just as he was groping to kiss his neck, he suddenly heard the young man's soft voice: "It's not an unimportant matter..."

He paused.

They were very close, and the flowers and trees at night were covered with a layer of crimson moonlight, making their entangled shadows look fragmented and hazy.

But for a moment, the youth at this moment seemed to be far away from Him.

It's a bad feeling.

He frowned instinctively: "What?"

"It's not trivial."

He could feel Su Ban grabbing his clothes and clenching his fingers tightly. He said, "That's... your believer."

"Uh..." Su Jiao felt that the body of the god hugging him seemed to freeze.

He gradually recovered from the state of obsession, and turned to stare at him.

Su Jiao heard her own voice, "They... believe in you, love you, they... are not insignificant."

No one understood that feeling better than Su Jiao.

Those people, those who are in vain despair in the midst of disaster, they are in deep pain, because they are powerless, so they pin all their hopes on the gods.

Their beliefs give the gods strength and also give them shackles.

If they believe in God, they are gods, and if they fear disasters, they will take care of them.

Su Jiao also struggled painfully when he figured out the reason for the birth of the "natural disaster", because it meant that he was indeed on a road of no return.

——The end of the gods is a natural disaster.

The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon, such a joke.

During the whole day when the Rabbit God didn't appear, Su Jiao sat in the light-transmitting library, seeing the thin mountain mist soaked transparent by the sunlight, he was depressed all day long.

From dawn to dusk.

He saw the blood-colored twilight dye the mountains red, and the birds returned to their nests, and the cycle repeated.

That moment.

Su Jiao suddenly figured it out.

In this world, all roads have an end, just like the sun will set, but will rise again after all.

But people can't lie down and die equally just because "everyone is mortal".

same.

Nor can he just lie flat and become a natural disaster just because "God's end is a natural disaster."

What matters is the process of the sun passing through the blue sky, not the result of sunset.

"They don't believe me." He stated the facts, "I can't save them."

When He said this, his tone was very cold, and his eyes were also very cold. There seemed to be an undercurrent under the brewing coldness in the crimson eyes, but it was silent.

The boy looked at him and suddenly said, "Are you sad?"

He was startled, then frowned, and immediately denied, "No."

In order to make his denial appear simple and powerful, he straightened his body, looked down upon the young man indifferently.

He thought, why should he be sad, he is not sad at all.

As far as the rabbit god is concerned, they always have too many noisy desires, chaotic and greedy prayers, and wishful thinking to shape him.

As far as Louis is concerned, those "believers" are nothing but cowardly people who are extremely weak, helpless in the face of difficulties, and can only seek the blessing of the gods.

If you die, you die, and if you live, you are just useless waste.

Is such that.

He thought almost coldly, so he opened his mouth: "I don't have to—"

Su Jiao said, "It's okay."

He paused, and he wanted to say, it doesn't matter, He didn't mind at all, it doesn't matter, he never cared about their life or death.

For some reason, he looked at the boy's pupils shining with moonlight, and suddenly he couldn't say the words of denial.

On the contrary, a strange emotion slowly fermented in his chest——

Whether it is Louis or Rabbit God, this kind of emotion is completely strange, and they have never experienced it after living for more than 20 years.

That should be...

The teenager embraced him actively.

He is tall, and he needs to tiptoe a little to get close to His neck.

He didn't know it, but felt that emotion spread, slowly, through all the limbs, and for a moment, he actually... felt the pain.

So before He was born, those blurred and thought-forgotten pictures suddenly became clearer... Those things that were deep in the soul of Louis, or Rabbit God, that had never been remembered, or were deliberately forgotten, were captured by the young man's warm embrace. In the middle, suddenly rushed out.

"We will win, it's just the offal from the outer city, general, don't worry, we will definitely win this time!"

It was the hearty laughter of the young soldier.

"When the first battle is won, will the general drink with us?"

"Go, go, the general is busy with so many government affairs, how can I have time to drink with you?"

"Hahaha...ah no, what kind of general, he will be His Majesty soon!"

……

A soldier following Louis.

……

It was vague again, on a snowy winter day, the young noble master didn't like the complicated family banquet, so he ran to the edge of his own castle and looked outside through the fence.

This is a very rude move, but the young master has a very weird personality, and the new maid who followed did not dare to speak rashly, so he could only ask softly: "Master, what are you looking at?"

"It's cold."

The little boy grabbed the fence with his hands and muttered, "Outside... there is a stray dog."

"Uh……"

"That's not a stray dog...it's like...a child, master."

"It's snowing, he seems cold...why?"

The maid said subconsciously: "There are a lot more vagrants recently... because of the king's food tax reform..."

As a result, many people fell into extreme poverty, and even abandoned their children.

She realized that she had said too much, paused, and added: "But the Earl has issued a new food proposal... This situation will improve a lot, young master."

"But," he murmured, "he looks cold."

The maid hurriedly opened the door to hug the child, but—

He was no longer breathing.

……

That was the first time Louie had seen someone die from starvation.

At that time, he didn't even understand what death was, but since then, he began to hate every snowy day.

It is naturally a servant's dereliction of duty to let the noble young master see this scene.

The maid was punished, and Louis never saw the suffering again.

……

Later... later.

He became the king's weapon.

He thought he should have forgotten the coldness engraved into his soul, the snowy day with the dead stray dogs, only after he started to enter politics—

"His Royal Highness Louis seems to care about food tax."

"It's been reduced a lot."

"Uh……"……

Louis actually doesn’t quite understand the concept of a country. Sometimes, after he’s busy, he sits alone in his study and reads a book, quietly thinking about treasury, taxation, food, money, and rights. When thinking about these issues, they are like abstractions one by one. Symbol, no specific presentation.

When doing something, he will think, he should do it this way, he can gain more prestige, have more supporters, more money, more rights, and be more ambitious, he can overthrow the king ...When he did these things, he must have thought of these realistic and cold reasons.

But, later, many people came after him.

"Because His Highness helped my family." The young soldier said shyly, "The new policy you promulgated made us a lot easier."

"We all want you to be king."

"Your Majesty's iron-blood policy is too harsh...Although it is rumored that you are a defender of the iron-blood policy and your methods are too cruel, but...I know you are not."

"They all say that you are cruel, but what do they know? If you are not cruel, how can you protect them every time? A group of idiots who only talk about it later, if they are eaten, they can only count money for them."

……

"I hope you will lead us into a new era."

"Uh..." they whispered, "I would like to make you king and sit on the Black Iron Throne."

What was Louis thinking at that time.

He suddenly realized, thinking vaguely.

Oh... so, so it turns out.

His idea is not wrong, everything is developing as he thought, but, how should I put it, it seems that everything is just an idea, some castles in the air, but after everything develops, he really feels it, and it seems that there is something wrong. Subtly different.

It turns out that when this country is prosperous, they can let them follow him so purely and innocently, no matter how much blood is stained on his hands, no matter how cruel and ruthless he is.

It's as if he's no longer just a sharp knife in the king's hand.

And no longer a homeless man who lost his parents.

He is indeed a bloody man, a cruel man, but he is also their steadfast general, their omnipotent king.

So at that time, he said to Su who accused him.

—You live for your gods.

I die for my country.

……

When he finished speaking, he was a little surprised. He actually felt that he didn't care about these things. He seemed to do whatever he wanted, as long as everything developed according to the plan and the country prospered, it was just an incidental thing.

Because he wants revenge on the prince, wants more supporters, and wants to make military achievements, so he needs to quell the anger of the people against the royal family, so he goes to improve people's lives, so he goes to the battlefield again and again—as long as he is the heart of the people No one can defeat him.

……

But he still said so.

It's like...he's always thought this way.

just like.

He cares... like.

……

When he was dying, his heart was full of angels.

He didn't think about the dead soldiers, nor the suffering and desperate citizens, he only thought about the angels.

Louie always knew exactly what he wanted - and he always has.

He has always been.

He never thinks about others. He is an absolute self-interested person. If one thing is beneficial to him, he will do it.

He wanted angels and was greedy, very greedy.

But... is there really no pain?

Corpses littered the fields, the ground was full of hunger, and the country he supported turned into wasteland. Was it really not painful?

His soul is engulfed in desire, while pain settles in his bones.

It turns out...he is not without pain.

It's just that at that time, it was hard to live. He couldn't, didn't dare, and couldn't—he couldn't think about... thinking about those dead followers, those destroyed citizens, and those children who were looking forward to a better future.

They all have no future.

If he didn't think about the beautiful, pure, angel he longed for, if it wasn't for this dirty and greedy obsession, if it wasn't for this perverted desire, supporting his crumbling soul.

How can he survive the despair like purgatory?

……

Su Jiao suddenly felt wet liquid fall down.

He froze for a moment, looked up in a daze, but saw the tears shed by him.

——That kind of emotion was endless, which made him almost at a loss. He could only let the tears fall, like the weak person he hated the most.

but.

Su Jiao: "It's okay."

The boy raised his sleeve and wiped it for him bit by bit, very carefully.

He was still standing on tiptoe, showing a little thin and white waist, and he comforted him warmly, "It's okay."

He seems to only be able to say these three words.

But enough.

He stared at him and said hoarsely, "I have gone to save them."

Rabbit God went to save them, but it was useless. They seemed to no longer trust him, but were full of fear and loathing for him.

He said, as if in defense, "But it's no use."

"En." The young man said softly, as if coaxing him, "I knew you would do this."

"I know you care," he said.

There is no god who does not care about his believers.

"Me too." His golden pupils were moist and shiny under the moonlight, "I care too."

He thought, he thought he didn't care.

It turned out that it was too painful, so He was unwilling and did not dare to think about it.

Therefore, he almost deceived himself.

So, He knows.

There has never been a moment of clearer knowing than now.

—The angel is the fire of his desire.

It is also a beacon of hope.

Either Louie or the Rabbit God.

Su Du is the only courage he has to get out of desperation.

He bowed his head and kissed the boy.

This time the boy didn't resist him, nor did he evade, he closed his eyes gently.

After that, Su Jiao seriously thought about how to solve the natural disaster.

This "natural disaster" is somewhat special. Traditionally, it is very similar to the plague caused by war.

"Something, but not quite."

Just when Su Jiao was seriously analyzing the situation to Rabbit God, Rabbit God interrupted and said, "This is not a virus bred by itself due to war."

Su Banana: "?"

Rabbit God didn't seem to want to say any more, he paused, and said, "Is it meaningful?"

Su Ban: "Huh?"

"Many people have become like this." His tone sounded very flat, "They may never be able to change back."

"This virus... will cause terrible sequelae." He said, "If it is cured, life will be worse than death."

"Uh..." Su Jiao looked at Rabbit God and blinked in shock.

Rabbit God: "?"

"You actually think about these things." Su Jiao said in surprise.

Rabbit God: "?" Why can't He think about these things?

Rabbit God expressed his doubts with his eyes.

Su Jiao said with reason: "No matter what I did before, you just ignored me."

Su Jiao: "And never ask."

Rabbit God: "..."

He quickly recalled that he was a pure rabbit god before Louis' soul was integrated.

This is indeed the case. It is not too much to say that Su Jiao can fight wherever he wants. If he is asked to save people, he will save people, and if he is asked to be a god, he will be a god. Do, never question, never ask.

There are only two things that can make Rabbit God angry——

One, Su missed the appointment.

Second, Su suspected of cheating.

……

The Rabbit God who fused Louis' soul closed his mouth with gloomy eyes.

He felt that he was too stupid before, and he had suffered a lot.

But Su Ban didn't doubt anything, only thought that there must have been changes after the war, he quickly let go of his surprise, and answered Rabbit God's question seriously: "Because in many cases, the important thing is not the process, but the result."

Rabbit God: "?"

"Yes." Su Jiao said, "The process of treatment is very painful."

"But if you don't face it and let it develop, it's not okay." Su Jiao said, "If there is..."

He paused and said hesitantly: "If there is history, you will find that people in history have experienced many, many disasters."

He remembered that this continent... has no history.

why?

He quietly questioned the question in his mind again, but quickly let it go and focused on the problem in front of him.

Seeing that Rabbit God didn't show doubts, he continued: "But no matter what, people are still struggling to survive, so those natural disasters that are terrible in the eyes of those who experienced them, and so on, after all, they are just after dinner. It's time to talk."

"Besides, the situation is actually not that bad." Su Jiao said, "Not everyone is infected by the rabbit virus, but there are still people who are alive and well, aren't they?"

"If someone is alive, it means they are saved." Su Jiao said, "Maybe the illness will be very sad, but it will pass... um."

When Su Jiao was talking, Rabbit God kept watching him.

He found that when Su spoke, he would evade feeling a little embarrassed, as if he was shy to talk about his own thoughts, and would add an uncertain "bar" at the end, or add a question word, in short, it was not Too sure, expressing his thoughts carefully, like a kitten stretching out its paws, wanting to test it, but afraid of hurting people, trying to hide the claws in the furry cushion.

But his silver hair shone brightly, and his golden eyes were bright.

He thought with great interest that Su was a big fluffy mass of white and silver fur, very gorgeous, fierce and imposing, but in fact it was a little timid kitten with twinkling golden eyes.

He thought, if he had spoken it, he would not have spoken like this.

Louis' style has always been concise and concise, and it is not impossible for people to comprehend and ponder a few words all night.

The words of the Rabbit God...

He didn't really want to recall those dog-licking speeches of the Rabbit God.

When, of course, it is indeed the truth, and it is what I really want to say, but for him who has integrated Louis' soul, it is actually...a bit stupid.

……

He was so little entangled, but he saw the snow-white cat with shiny fur in front of him—well, an angel.

All of a sudden, I felt like I wasn't so entangled anymore.

What's so confusing.

He really... likes him, to death.

The pain and sadness of those who lived for the victims belonged to the dead Louis and the original Rabbit God.

And he was born from the desire for Su as the core.

"Like Su" itself is the true meaning of His existence.

……

Su Jiao looked at him suspiciously: "What do you think?"

Rabbit God said seriously: "Well, you are right."

Su Jiao: "What did I just say?"

Rabbit God: "."

Rabbit didn't change his face: "You said that no matter what kind of suffering, it will pass."

Su Jiao: "No, I'm asking if you like rose tarts. I saw this dish in today's lunch menu."

Rabbit God said sincerely: "I like it very much."

In fact, Su Jiao didn't say that just now.

He hears every word he utters, and he can do both.

But it's not good to have two minds, especially when Su is talking, he should be angry, hmm.

Su Zai was angry because he was distracted and didn't listen to him well.

He unexpectedly became weird again, and quietly sweetened in his heart.

……

Su Jiao locked Rabbit God out of the library and didn't talk to Rabbit God for a day.

He also turned a blind eye to the forlorn face of the Rabbit God imprinted on the glass.

……

Not listening to people is just too much.

Su Jiao thought while flipping through the book, it's too much.

He was trying hard to find a solution here, and he really needed the in-depth opinions of the rabbit god, but the other party was out of his mind all day long, and his soul flew into the sky... It was too much.

……

After a while, Su Jiao saw some unfamiliar words, and felt a little depressed.

If only Rabbit God could read to him on the sidelines.

He was very learned, knew a lot, and could explain it to him.

……

have to.

Su Jiao couldn't read the book anymore.

Seeing the Rabbit God with bright eyes outside, Su Jiao drew the big curtains to block out the sunlight and the rabbit.

But the solution is to keep thinking...

His eyes fell on the wooden clock in the library, thoughtfully.

If the theory holds, another approach might be tried.

After ordering Rabbit God not to follow her, Su Jiao went to look for Beska.

Beska had a good life and was practicing boxing hard. When he saw him coming, he said in surprise, "A rare visitor."

Su Jiao: "Is your injury healed?"

Beska waved his fist: "Good morning."

"That's good."

Su Jiao hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have something... I want to ask you for help."

The young man was clean and beautiful, the pearl tassels on his earlobes shone slightly, and his whole body was as good-looking as snow on top of a mountain, and he couldn't refuse it at all.

Beska blinked slowly: "What's the matter?"

Su Jiao took out a wooden clock and transformed it into a... temple.

Beska: "?"

Beska: "What is this?"

Su Jiao was also a little guilty, he coughed, "Anyway... this is the habitat of a god...well, the god I believe in."

Beska: "?"

Beska's incomparably questioning eyes fell on it.

Su Jiao suddenly asked again: "Are you willing to help?"

Beska: "..."

The boy looked at him with that look again - that clean, puzzled look, plus that unstoppable face.

"Of course." Beska heard the reply from his soul: "Of course, I will help."

Su Jiao: "Oh... That's really great, it's like this... For some reason, this god needs some help, and he needs some more devout believers."

Beska asked in an extremely sincere voice: "So, this noble god, who is he?"

Su Jiao paused, and said softly: "The hope that stretches into the midnight, the savior of blood and disease, the one who loves roses and crimson... the god of scarlet."

This is the "name" he wrote for the Rabbit God himself, but because he didn't learn the language of this world in depth, he was connected with bloody natural disasters, and he actually regretted it.

But later, Su Jiao thought about it seriously again. He followed the clues, peeled off cocoons, and recalled frame by frame along the changing context of things, and he found that——

In fact, this "name" is not a problem in essence.

Whether it is midnight, or blood and disease, roses and crimson, they are all statements that fit the Rabbit God.

This is the "name" that best suits the Rabbit God.

It was the distorted teachings behind Louis, which distorted the views of believers and changed the "destiny" of the Rabbit God.

And he has to do it.

Is to continue to use this name, and then——

Beska: "..."

Beiska's expression twisted slightly, he obviously didn't expect Su Jiao to ask him to believe in this one.

"You made me believe in that guy..."

He suppressed his anger like: "Believe in the god's teachings promoted by that guy?!"

"He can save them."

Su Ban pointed at the mutated rabbit people, "He can save those you care about, but he may have become the rabbit's family, Beska."

Beska sneered: "What are you talking about in your sleep?"

When it came to the religion promoted by the person he hated the most, Besca felt that the anger in his blood was almost on fire, and he said: "Louis killed the prince!! And the one he promoted—"

He gritted his teeth and spit out the name: "The God of Blood! He... He is the chief culprit of the war... If you guessed correctly—maybe He is the source of this plague!!"

For a moment, Su Banana felt powerless.

Beska thought so too.

When everyone thinks so.

——The gods will turn into natural disasters.

Just when Beska was venting his anger recklessly, he suddenly met the boy's eyes.

The silver-haired boy in front of him hugged the temple and looked at him quietly. His golden pupils looked like a kind of precious metal, but they were not as sharp as metal, and they were not indifferent at all. Instead, they made people feel an inexplicable sadness. .

"God is actually a very pale thing."

Su Jiao heard her own voice, "If you believe that he is a god, he is a god; if you believe that he is a ghost, he is a ghost."

For some reason, the restlessness and anger in Beska's heart suddenly seemed to have been poured with cold water, and the whole person became quiet.

He suddenly thought of being in the cold dungeon with the boy in front of him... The air didn't smell very good, it smelled like a rotting corpse, he was also very hungry, and the shadow of death surrounded him.

And the boy's figure is hidden in the darkness, breathing quietly in the plague-filled space, like an immortal monster, its existence makes people suspicious and frightened, very uneasy, but inexplicably feels... very good.

In the dark, corpse-strewn desperation, to be accompanied by such a quiet monster... is very good.

He pulled the monster and jumped into the water.

So in the water, in the moment of despair as he sinks and is about to drown.

He was held by slender hands.

……

Every night he survived, he recalled that scene.

In the magnificent and turbulent water waves, those shining, sharp golden pupils.

Like sharp knives or poisonous thorns, they pierced into the broken heart. From then on, they were poisoned by a kind of poison that broke out in the middle of the night. Thinking about it made the body hot, the teeth cold, and the bones ached.

That's not a man-eating monster.

It is a seductive charm.

They can eat a human heart alive.

Let those whose hearts have been eaten forget their beliefs, beg for it for a lifetime, and live for love in this life.

But now, the evil spirit showed a sad look with those bewitching golden eyes, and said some beautiful words to tempt him to take out his loyalty to the prince, shave off his loyal bones, and make him a cage thing.

How can it be so simple.

How can it be so simple!

After a while, Beska turned her head uncomfortably, but said with a sneer, "God is such an easy thing."

Su Jiao: "If you don't believe me, forget it." Well, come back next time.

Said to go.

The next moment, the wrist was held.

The man's hands are thin and strong.

After a while, he heard Beska's blunt voice: "It's too childish for you to ask me to believe this kind of thing in a few words."

He couldn't help but sneered and said, "In your eyes, that's what He is. Is it something that can be summed up in a few words?"

He was annoyed at his perfunctory.

"It's so perfunctory."

He deliberately and viciously belittled: "It seems that He is in your heart, that's all."

Su Jiao didn't quite understand his rapid changes, she only thought that he had changed his mind, so he turned his head around.

And Beska saw again the golden eyes that moved his heart.

He heard the beating of his heart.

He spat hard in his heart, cursed a few words in slang in his heart, and finally thought...

This is a beautiful look.

It can kill me.

"Ok."

He is dreaming here, but the protagonist is not aware of it.

Su Jiao thought for a while, and decided to seriously explain to him, "Ah, then let me explain the doctrine to you carefully..."

No one will challenge him this time, and he wants to convey the appearance of the Rabbit God that he should have in his mind to those who still exist.

The living are hope.

As long as they are not saturated with despair, as long as there are people alive, gods can be resurrected from faith.

This is what Su Jiao thought, regardless of the outcome, he would try anyway.

But his wish was ruthlessly broken——

"What are you doing?"

This sound, like icy water being poured on the head in winter, makes people's bones feel cold for no reason.

It was the voice of the Rabbit God.

Su Jiao vaguely felt bad, the next moment.

He was grabbed by Beska's waist, pulled him into his arms, and lightly took down the "temple" in Su Jiao's arms——

Su Banana: "?"

Beska: "Is this a gift for me? You made it yourself? It's really good."

His eyes glanced at the existence exuding a cold aura, and he said in a casual and happy voice: "It's very beautiful, I accept it."

The author says:

Su Banana:?

Su Jiao: Am I the only one following the plot line?

Author: Yes, everyone else is in the field of Shura.

Rabbit God: Woohoo, you gave someone else’s handicraft, but you didn’t give it to me, woooooo, you never gave me anything, woooooo;

Ah, it's cool to lie flat for a while, codeword crematorium.

Confession again.