I Persuade People With Reason

A few days later, it is very likely? The residents of a town who were purified by the Temple Inquisitor made a crazy attack on the army's defense line, and finally miraculously escaped, except for the people who first fell ill and died. Survived?

When such a thing broke out, it caused a sensation. Everyone was shocked by their performance?

They called it the "Miracle of Konya".

This time, after Mrs. Evans and the others returned home, many people were attracted by the gimmicks to the town of Konya, wanting to meet the townspeople who created this miracle.

But those who are really knowledgeable know that the real protagonist should be the one who directs everything behind the scenes.

Violet City is not a backcountry, and it is also one of the top ten cities in the Southern Continent. High-level figures such as the consul have an even wider vision.

There's no way they could? Believe that a group of ordinary townspeople could do it all. It is only reasonable to say that there is the help of a mysterious force behind it.

However, Nanda Lu was already chaotic, and those who could gain a foothold here, whether they were consuls, nobles, or businessmen, must have unknown backers behind them. Some people simply rely on some cult.

The signboard of the temple is not really that useful here. Many local powers are even reluctant to be involved.

Don't look at the fact that once the temple was supreme in the Elan Continent, it was because of the existence of the Dragon God, the only God.

When the dragon **** died, the evil **** invaded, the palace was established, people's minds changed, and the consuls of various places took the opportunity to separate and split, and the temple had long since lost the status that it used to be transcendent. Even if it is still a top power, it has already fallen from the sky into the world, and it is tied with several other powers.

But the glorious moments of the past reminded them that every successor of the temple wanted to restore its glory. It is like the king who lost his power at the end of the dynasty, still thinking about bringing the territory separated by the princes into his own jurisdiction again.

This is obviously not what the "lords" want.

If it wasn't for the Plague Church being resisted by all the forces in the whole continent, and the plague, an infectious disease, no one would like it? Watching it spread, the Violet's consuls would never invite Temple Judges intervention.

Therefore, even if you know that there must be something tricky behind all this, but since the plague is really gone, you don't need to pinch your nose to invite the temple judge, and you don't have to worry about the temple taking this opportunity to extend its tentacles into Violet City, including the consul in the city. The local forces within? All are a hundred happy.

——After learning about the situation in Southern Continent, Yuan Buwei had guessed the psychology of these people, so he made such a simple and rude but very useful plan.

The end result was exactly as he expected. Really knowledgeable people don't want to pursue the story behind the town of Konya at all, and are even very happy to portray it as a miracle of ordinary people struggling to survive in a desperate situation. Their silent indulgence allowed the "Miracle of Konya" to spread.

The town of Konya has also become a place of hope, a place of miracles, and a place of divine favor in the eyes of all believers who know the truth.

In just a few days, this place, which was dead not long ago, was full of vitality.

A group of townspeople who have not been out of the town a few times in their entire lives, are all in high spirits, radiant, and have unprecedented confidence. After all, there is a real **** standing behind them.

It's like a poor and crazy person suddenly winning the jackpot. Most people will have this mentality of the nouveau riche. In the face of those people from other towns who came here admiringly, some impulsive young people's words brought out some points. They, who were once regarded as hillbillies by urban people, seem to have begun to regard each other as hillbillies who have never seen the world.

As a result, there have been several minor conflicts.

Finally, Mrs. Evans stood up.

She was once regarded as a poor and miserable woman by everyone, but in this plague incident, she took everyone to death and survived. Mrs. Evans's reputation in Konya town was also pushed to the top, and no one was there. Not convinced of her.

She took all the townspeople to the central square, and sternly scolded the young people who were causing trouble in public, making them blushing and embarrassed.

Although the others did not refute, they also showed some disapproval on their faces, as if they thought she was making a fuss.

Mrs. Evans looked around and said solemnly: "Do you think, why do you get the care of my Lord? Is it because He has mercy and mercy on the world?"

Many people have expressions of "Isn't it like this" on their faces, and their eyes are filled with question marks.

Mrs. Evans sighed softly: "Of course not. In this continent, where are there no poor people?"

Seeing other people thinking about it, she continued to say to this group of townspeople with little knowledge: "In the past, who would have thought that everyone would have the courage to resist the orders of the consul, violate the established rules, and choose to fight to the death. Give it a go, instead of staying home and dying in desperation?"

Those who have seen the wider world and have the strength and determination to resist may have this courage. But a group of native townsmen, but absolutely not.

It can be said that on that day, they broke through the shackles in their hearts and made actions they never thought of.

Under her guidance, everyone couldn't help but recall the huge change in their mood when they finally chose to break the rules that night, and their faces showed pride.

For them, this is indeed a life worth bragging about? Maybe when you get old, you have to show it off in front of your children and grandchildren.

Only then did Mrs. Evans smile: "It was we who took the first step and won the favor of our Lord. If everyone thinks that in the future, they will be able to live in the place of God's favor, and the scenery will be infinite, then Big? Wrong."

"—My lord will not favor those who do not seek progress."

After Mrs. Evans said these words, she poured a pot of cold water on everyone, so that they became sober again and returned to the right track.

That is, no longer stand in place to sing praises, but continue to move forward, pursue a broader life, dare to break through all the visible and invisible, and change from an inconspicuous small role to an important supporting role. This is the best practice of the true devout to the way of God.

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The blockade of the small town of Konya is lifted, so the road to Violet City will be unobstructed.

There are still a few days before the notice from the Gold Judging Chamber of Commerce. I did not leave the manor with the group and came to the small town of Coria. The place they passed seemed to be completely new.

The unexpected arrival attracted a lot of attention.

This body is already quite good-looking, although the long hair like sunshine has long been dyed as black as ink, but this does not damage his demeanor at all, it just makes the young man's own temperament become deep and mysterious. many.

That kind of innate extravagance makes many people wonder if this is a prince from a small country in Peking University or mainland.

Wasn't it because he was watching along the way? His expression was calm.

Among the believers, those natives of Violet City were sent out a few days ago to collect information and expand their relationship network; the rest of the people, including Ibet, followed him. At this moment, this group of people is like a prince traveling with his entourage.

If it were before, even before Mrs. Evans reminded it, the townspeople of Konya would not be able to cope with such a big battle, but now it is different.

There are enthusiastic townspeople who take the initiative to lead the way, please Yuan Buwei and wait for others to come to the only hotel and pub in the town to stay temporarily, and continue on the road the next day.

The tavern is not big, but it is very clean. In the hall on the first floor, there are tables of guests chatting and laughing, which is very lively. Can't see that they were still shrouded in the shadow of death a few days ago.

Ibet and others were amazed.

As people who know the inside story, they are very aware of what changes have taken place in the small town of Konya today, and the source of all these changes? Who is it pointing to.

There are also people looking for Ibet worriedly, feeling that they are too useless as believers, and now the Pope has collected believers in the whole town, these people seem to be more than their group. Children are much more dependable, which makes them a little anxious.

——No way, the tool people are starting to roll in!

Ibet was not worried, but comforted them: "I was just as worried as you before, I didn't know what I could do for the Pope, but after seeing the Konya miracle, I didn't. Worried. Remember what the Pope said before?—Idols, altars, churches, and even faith are not necessary things. My Lord doesn’t care. The true believers in His way have faith from ?The deepest desire in my heart. When I see these people's quest for life, I understand!"

"—His Holiness the Pope accepted us into the church because we followed the way of our Lord. The moment we took the initiative to join the church, we made the changes that our Lord was pleased to see and received His favor. ."

Saying this, the smile on his face was particularly bright.

"It looks like we can do more now."

The restless moods of the others gradually calmed down, and they all smiled when they suddenly realized that.

These days, the reason why they can't feel at ease is that they always think that they don't have much use, but they are just rescued and pitiful objects. I am always worried that one day this compassion will disappear, and I will return to the days of wandering in the past. That's why they work so hard to prove themselves useful, to stay in the church.

But now, Ibet's words make it all clear.

They are not completely useless. The moment they plucked up the courage to make a change, they gained the attention of the gods. They were not the objects of mercy and charity, but the preachers who fit the way of the gods.

Not only can they constantly change their own destiny, they can even, like Mrs. Evans, change the destiny of more people and make the brilliance of the gods spread more widely.

...

Originally, why didn't he know that the two groups of tool people under him were spontaneously brainwashing, striving to become a more useful tool person for him, after having dinner in the hotel, he went to the street.

It's rare to come to the new world, of course? Go for a walk, have fun, and see the scenery that is different from other worlds. It would be better if there were some special dim sum.

He just walked around like this, and before he knew it, he came to a very remote alley, and found that there were actually many people walking in this direction.

The men wore robes and crow masks on their faces, as if they were going to a masquerade.

Originally, he looked left and right out of curiosity, and he used the magic element to simulate a crow mask and put it on his face. He didn't know that the inspiration for this mask came from him, who brought life to the town residents. "God?".

Then, he blended into the crowd very naturally.

A quarter of an hour later, they followed the group all the way to the back mountain of the town, and when they saw the large vacant lot that was specially vacated, the statue was erected high, and it was not surprising.

I saw that the statue was made of snow-white marble, and the workmanship was a bit rough, but it had a primitive and rough beauty. It was an indistinguishable figure of men, women and children, and was wrapped in a robe. A pitch-black crow was squatting on his shoulder, and every feather was sculpted lifelike.

"Praise my lord!"

In just a few days, Mrs. Evans, who had done all this with great strength, was the first to bow her head. All bow their heads in unison? Start praying.

"You are the usurper who breaks the order, the weaver who changes the rules, the indeterminate reason that always pursues change, the origin of the creation of all futures... The crow is your angel, guiding the fog of fate. The passageway. You are woven in fate, the supreme rule of eternity."

The voices of hundreds of people overlapped, and they bowed their heads and prayed uniformly, and the atmosphere was extremely frenetic.

The original reason for mingling in it is: "???"

... He thought about many possibilities, but he didn't expect that this group of people was originally here to engage in a cult. No, it's him who believes in, how can this be? Is it a cult?

He had to bow his head likewise, in line with them, in order not to make himself appear too distinctive.

"Hey! Listening to so many people advocating their own rainbow farts at the scene, even I have to join it, this is really..." Yuan Buwei couldn't help but sighed to System 999, The tone was very sad.

System 999 "nods?": [Yes, yes, this is really embarrassing. 】

Originally: "No, is it too cool!"

System 999: […]

...Okay, host you? Just be happy :).

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When the group of believers finished their prayers, didn't they plan to leave just like when they came, when the believer next to him suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve. Of course, this is also not because of myself? I didn't hide. He had already seen through the robe that there was a child.

A young girl's voice came from under the mask: "There are people outside!"

She cried out like this, which attracted everyone to look at Yuan Buwei, and then she spoke aggressively, with a tone of anger and pride: "I noticed you a long time ago, pray to my lord Shi was not sincere at all, especially perfunctory, I didn't hear much, it must be an outsider who sneaked in!"

Originally not again: "???"

...I never imagined that he would be caught by his followers as a heretic because he was too perfunctory when he prayed to himself. This is also the first example in the gods, right?

...Sure enough, he's a novice god? Isn't he skilled enough?

... Or do the gods have to be thick-skinned enough to abandon their sense of shame?

I silently reflected for a second in my heart. I didn't stand there without saying a word, and I didn't panic. I just looked at Mrs. Evans, who was attracted by passive silence.

Mrs. Evans also looked at this strange person, and met a pair of extremely quiet eyes.

With just one glance, her whole body was shocked.

It is also a robe and a mask, but this person has a temperament far beyond everyone else. The thick night was draped behind him, and his whole person seemed to be integrated into the night. He seemed erratic and unpredictable. In Mrs. Evans's spiritual sense, it was like the night of the sky poured down, on this person Flowing quietly.

That indescribable and elusive feeling made Mrs. Evans think hard, and two words suddenly popped into her mind.

- Inhuman.

- Yes, it is inhuman.

This thought? When she came out, she was shocked.

In fact, the characteristics of this existence, the stronger the spiritual sense, the more obvious the sense.

Others may not know anything, but they have seen the holy son of the temple who is said to be the reincarnation of the dragon **** from a distance. Mrs. Evans, who feels that the divinity of the other party is far inferior to this person, has long been in her heart. Agitated by a conjecture.

The quiet eyes behind the mask looked at her, as if they had thoroughly understood all the thoughts in her heart.

The figure in front of her, shrouded in black robes, seemed to overlap with the statue behind her at this moment.

Mrs. Evans let out a deep breath, and she walked slowly to the man, bowing gracefully.

"...Sir, it's our honor to have you here."