13 Mink Street

An old man helped another old man, walking on the street.

They walked very slowly, but the scenery on both sides walked in a bit of a hurry.

"Sleep now?" Rathma asked, looking at Diss who was supported by him.

"Um."

"Why are you willing?" Rathma shook his head, somewhat incomprehensible.

"When you have what's really important, the rest, there's nothing to give up."

"No, I mean, people are selfish." Rathma sighed, "Even if it is a lie, you have believed it for almost a lifetime, but it doesn't matter whether the lie is true or not. It's about denying yourself."

Rathma pointed to herself:

"Just like me, if I find out that I am wrong, I will probably choose to keep pretending to be stupid. If I am wrong, I am wrong, and it is no big deal."

"I thought so too."

"Then what?"

"Then I condensed the second piece of godhead."

"..." Rathma.

"It's very painful, whether you believe it or not, or you choose to avoid and be passive, it will never let you go."

"This it, who is it referring to?"

"order."

"Oh, oh." Rathma nodded twice, "So, this is the pain of happiness?"

"Happiness is just an appearance that is easy to fade, and the pain at the core is eternal. Look at the three of them today. If they are facing other opponents' provocations, they will definitely not allow the other party to dare to be so presumptuous.

The more they pamper me today, the more it proves how important the godhead fragments are to the current Temple of Order. "

"I'm not qualified to go in yet, so I don't know." Rathma said, "You know, the church and the temple seem to be one, but they are actually two worlds."

At this time, Diss pressed Rathma's arm, Rathma slowed down, and the surrounding scenery also slowed down.

At this time, a small truck loaded with pigs passed by the two of them.

Diss said:

"What does it look like in the car?"

Almost without thinking, Rasma replied, "A believer."

After answering, Rasma even laughed out loud to himself. It was hard to imagine that as the high priest of the Cult of Kosmos, he would say such a thing.

"Where's the delivery driver?"

"Me." Rathma replied.

Diss shook his head and said, "You don't deserve it."

"I really hate talking to you, Dis!"

"It's the elders of the temple."

"The butcher shop owner is..." Rathma pointed to the sky.

"Um."

"So, what's the situation now?" Rathma wondered, "Which link went wrong?"

"Do you also know which link went wrong?"

"I'm different from you. You spend most of your time in Luojia City, and I spend most of your time in the Holy See. I have the authority to read almost all the documents recorded in the church.

Besides, it's no secret.

Compared with the magnificent scenes of the gods competing to appear in the previous era, there are very few records in this era, no, it can almost be said to be none.

As a result, holding a super-standard god descending ceremony can alarm all parties;

Just like the one in Belwyn a few months ago.

Hehe, in the last era, when the true gods, fierce gods, and evil gods were in turmoil, what is a super-standard god descending ceremony? "

"What do you think?" Dees asked, "What caused it?"

"The mainstream speculation of the major churches may be that some changes have taken place in the rules of this world, which has prevented God from descending as frequently as in the last era, but whether it is specifically this, and if this is caused by something, there is no reason A convincing argument."

"That's why our God of Order is even more anxious." Diss said, "On the premise that the life of the true god is difficult, if he is not the true god, his life will be even more difficult."

"But again, that analogy you just made is wrong." Rasma asked. "Pig, driver, butcher shop owner?"

"Because it happened to be a cart pulling pork."

"Oh, okay, your explanation is very convincing, so you just need to simply think that the boss needs more goods, right? No, it's not right, it should be that the boss needs more drivers?"

"Every temple elder who condenses fragments of godhood is actually equivalent to a driver who brings his own truck to help deliver goods."

"Shards of Godhead, similar to a truck for delivery?"

"Um."

"So, the question now is, there are actually a lot of drivers, and the few are trucks?"

"yes."

"Why are there fewer trucks?" Rathma asked.

"I thought you were going to ask me why I don't go to the garage to buy a car?"

"Do you think I'm so stupid, Dies! I know it's a metaphor, an inappropriate one! How could I ask such an idiotic question?"

Rasma paused,

And asked in a low voice:

"Is this car really unavailable?"

"Actually, all along, the pieces of godhead are what he really wants, and the driver is just here to deliver the goods. It's just that the driver and the car can only appear together. Therefore, it is easier for us to pay attention to the fact that there are fewer drivers, but we seldom pay attention to it. It turns out that what is really missing is the car.

A driver who can only be called a driver if he owns a car.

If he doesn't even have a car, he can only be called..."

"What is it called?"

"you."

"This damn mind-jumping metaphor."

"So, it is the age when the gods no longer come, why is there such an obvious gap in our religion of order?"

"Which aspect do you mean by the gap? The Cult of Kosmos has always been very strong."

"As a religion with only one multi-epoch era, the reason why we are stronger than those with more than two epochs is because there are elders of the religion of the past and your level in the Temple of Order. The remains of existence, and the true original teaching ability of the Cult of Kosmos, is to be able to 'awaken' the once powerful existence, not to manipulate them unconsciously, but to really 'awaken' them.

This makes the accumulation of the Cult of Order has always been positive, and it can accumulate more vigorous power in a shorter time, because we will not even let the dead be spared.

But since the beginning of this era, the number of elders who have been promoted to temple elders in the Religion of Order has dropped almost precipitously. This situation has never happened in other Religions.

Therefore, I think there is a problem with our set of operating rules, that is, the rules of order we believe in.

Other theological religions first produced beliefs, and then God was born.

Faith and divinity began to circulate, forming a cycle.

We, the God of Order, can see from the overview of the mythology that the group of companions who followed the God of Order in the teachings were all 'awakened' by the God of Order.

in addition,

Why do we think that the God of Order blocked God and man, and set rules for God?

Because the God of Order's behavior style is to rely on the light of Symmetra to punish. In the last era, our God of Order was the one who hunted the most gods.

It even derived the story of the purple bookmark.

He's just hungry, he's just eating.

Haven't you noticed that other large churches will have branches after they grow and grow, and the characters on the original murals may create their own small churches.

But if you look through the mythology overview of the Order of God, you can find that no new branch has ever been born in the Order of God.

Because he didn't have enough to eat himself, how could he allow delivery?

Since this era,

The gods are scarcely reappearing, and so are his prey.

In addition, compared to other true gods, he will only be more affected.

Because of this, he, who used to hunt other gods by the rules of order, should now have to turn around and start to open his mouth to eat the meat that is constantly being sent in under this rule.

The systems of other god religions, such as rain falling on the earth and then being evaporated by the sun, return to the sky and fall again. Although there will be extreme weather such as drought and flood, such a cycle can be maintained most of the time.

Since entering this era, our cycle has actually been broken.

Instead of denying after absorbing it, he directly attacked the former hound and started eating meat.

The more he eats, the weaker and weaker the whole cycle will be, and there will be fewer and fewer people who have the chance to condense the godhead in our rule.

Rathma, you should have read the notes of many great priests in the past, have you found anything..."

"Yes." Rathma replied directly, "When I read their notes and read their experience, I sighed more than once. Why is it so easy for such stupid people to be promoted to the elders and enter the Temple of Order?"

"Yes, in the last era, you, Rathma, would have been able to enter the temple long ago, and you would have been able to condense a godhead long ago."

"What about you? You have condensed three."

As soon as he finished asking this question, Rathma regretted it, and immediately said: "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask, because you are Diss."

Because you are Diss, you should not ask that you can condense three, but should state in a surprised tone: You can only condense three!

"I condensed three of them," said Diss.

"Okay, I know, I know, I just saw it, you made Elder Siti dumbfounded like a village woman who has never seen the world."

"I condensed three..."

"I know, I know!"

"But each one is not big." Diess said.

Rathma froze, then asked, "So, what do you mean?"

"In the last era, branches were born in the mythological narratives of many divine religions. The god worshiped by the branch churches, I think, should be the high-level members of the original big church. From the belief in the original gods, they gave birth to their own complete deity.

It might be small, it's a branch god after all; but it should be complete.

If it was in the last era, you should have been the elder of the temple, and I should be the branch god. "

Rasma frowned.

Puzzled:

"Are you praising me or yourself?"

"Is there any point in talking about who to praise now?"

"Well, it doesn't make sense, but why are you telling me this?"

"Because you asked first."

"Uh...then it's you who told me first, okay?"

"Um."

"Then why are you telling me this? You know, you are an apostate now, and I am the high priest of the religion."

"Because you used to be my opponent."

Rasma took a deep breath and asked, "Is this your truth?"

"I suggest you don't ask any more questions."

"Okay, I won't ask."

"My house is here."

The two of them had already reached the gate of No. 13 Minke Street.

"Do you want to go in and sit down?" Diss asked.

"If you don't go in, I'm afraid you'll hang me on the cross."

"hehe."

"Your home, do you need me to take care of it for you?"

"I prefer you to let the people below look away from my house."

"Okay, I know."

Diss pushed open the courtyard door and was about to walk in;

At this time,

Rathma asked, "Diss, tell me, is it possible to change it? I mean...our order and our church."

Diss stopped moving, and said, "For several centuries, have you heard of any church reforms that were successful from the bottom up?"

"No, not a single one."

"The church is the extension of God in the world. If you don't change God, you cannot change the church."

"Then there is no way?"

Diss' eyes became a little deep, and he replied:

"uncertain.

Because in my opinion, our Order God has not yet waited for its true god. "

...

The study door was pushed open.

Karen, who was sitting on the chair behind the desk, trembled slightly.

until,

He waited until the familiar voice sounded:

"I'm back."

Karen took off his mask, his eyes were a little red.

"You're crying," Diess said.

"No, I should be allergic to the material of this mask."

Karen got up and walked to Diss to help him. He could clearly see Diss' pale face now.

The old man at this time is really like an old man.

"Grandpa, sit down."

"Stop sitting, go back to the bedroom, I want to lie down."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Karen helped Dies into the bedroom, and Dies sat down on the bed, leaning his back against the bed.

"Things, I've taken care of them."

"I know Grandpa will be fine."

"This family, there is no problem; you, there is no problem."

"Is it because of my choice that I made things difficult for you, Grandpa, or that I made you pay more?"

"Karen, do you know what the greatest pain is for an old man?"

"Speak, I'll listen."

"That is, I am old and can't help my children."

"Actually, you don't need to have this kind of mentality. This family can always be so warm because of you. Grandpa, do you know that I like this family and the family style you bring to this family."

Diss laughed,

Then,

His eyes fell on Pu'er and Jin Mao who had come in together earlier.

Pu'er has jumped onto the bed and came to Diss with tears in his eyes.

This cat really grew up watching Diss.

"I beat Siti today."

Pu'er froze for a moment, grinned to laugh, then pouted, and said:

"That bitch, I forgot about her."

Diss stretched out his hand and put it on his lap, Pu'er stretched out his paw and placed it on Diss' palm.

Pu'er said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Karen."

Diss raised his head, looked at Karen, and said: "Promise Grandpa one thing, take care of Pall... Heh, take care of Pu'er."

"..." Pu'er.

"Okay, Grandpa."

Diss looked at the extremely well-behaved golden retriever who was sitting on the ground, his eyes were dark:

"Actually, the evil god is nothing special."

The big golden retriever stuck out its tongue and smiled foolishly.

"I always think that evil gods are not gods, because real gods should be placed in temples and worshiped by believers. There will be sneaky gods."

The big golden retriever's smile began to gradually shrink.

"You thought what I gave you was imprisonment, but I think what I gave you was an opportunity."

The lips of the big golden retriever began to tremble slightly, revealing some white teeth inside.

"The era when the gods don't come out, since you can come out, this is actually your chance."

"Wow!"

The golden retriever barked angrily.

Diss ignored the dog, but looked at the bed, his eyes didn't have a specific focus:

"I have already arranged things at home, and I have also arranged things outside. Of course, it is impossible to make perfect arrangements, and there will inevitably be some omissions.

But that's the way life is, isn't it? "

"Yes, Grandpa, life is interesting like this."

"There are always some storms that you need to experience by yourself, there are always some waves that you need to conquer by yourself, there are always some scenery, no matter how well others describe it, even if you take it with a camera, it is better than you go there to see it yourself.

Karen, you deserve this world. "

"I understand, Grandpa."

"To put it in an irresponsible way, if I could have known you earlier, you would have become my family earlier, and perhaps everything would have changed.

Maybe, I will choose to enter the Temple of Order, and you can also enter the Cult of Order under my guidance.

I will arrange all kinds of relationships for you, I will give you all kinds of care, and I will give you all kinds of resources to slowly pile you up.

Unfortunately, we met too late. "

"Grandpa, I have fantasized about this kind of life before, but later I found out that this is actually quite boring. Sometimes, if you pay too much attention to the result, you will lose the process.

Although many people think that the process without results will be meaningless;

But I think, without the result of the process...it just doesn't bite the sweetness at all. "

Diss nodded, and said, "Although this metaphor is a bit convoluted, I can understand what you mean, very good."

Because in the Maclean language family, results and fruits have nothing in common.

The sun was already setting, and the light and shadow of the setting sun passed through the tree branches outside the window and scattered on the floor of the house, forming streaks of orange mottled, embellishing the house with a sense of age.

"Karen, my grandson." Diss reached out and took Karen's hand, "Promise me one last thing."

"You say."

"In the days to come, don't let yourself be wronged."

Diss' palm lightly patted the back of Karen's hand,

He slowly closed his eyes:

"Grandpa is tired and wants to sleep.

But if you really encounter grievances that you can't swallow in the future,

don't be afraid

come home

Wake up Grandpa, I...wake up. "