Lord of Deception

After a while, the woman followed the believer who distributed the food back to the thatched hut.

The believer came in and took a look. The man lying on the straw mat had his eyes wide open and was out of breath. Dirty fingerprints could still be clearly seen on his neck.

"Sir, my whole family has been serving the Holy Mother together and chanting scriptures for a day. According to the rules, there should be two bowls of porridge, the kind that won't fall over when I insert chopsticks."

The woman's eyes were somewhat calm, but underneath that calmness was madness.

The believer looked solemn and nodded immediately.

"Yes, I was wrong just now. Your family is the most devout believer here. In a few days, the priest will come in person. I will report to the priest at that time. Not only will you have enough to eat, but also Maybe we’ll even get a house.”

After the believers left with the man's body, the two bowls of sticky porridge they were given were shared by the family of three. This was the only time in the past ten days that they felt a little full.

After eating, the woman immediately knelt in front of the simple shrine again, muttering to herself and reciting scriptures, with madness and piety intertwined in her eyes.

She looked at her children and scolded.

"Why are you still standing there? Come quickly and thank the Holy Mother for the porridge."

…

Wu Shuangge was walking on the street. There were few pedestrians on the street and everything was deserted. Occasionally, there was a pedestrian who was walking in a hurry, as if he was afraid of something.

After walking for a while, he remembered Yu Ziqing's instructions and found a street corner to sit there. His expression was a little dull. He was actually thinking about the words he learned today. He had suffered a great loss of memory during his lifetime. Now he doesn't know how to say some words when he speaks. , have to learn it again.

Not long after Wu Shuangge sat on the street corner to review his lessons, those Baiyang believers who dared to walk on the street in the daytime once again shouted slogans and swaggered through the market.

The believers wearing plain linen clothes quickly discovered Wu Shuangge.

Wu Shuangge, who was mumbling something, also attracted their attention immediately.

A believer walked out of the team, came to Wu Shuangge, and shouted a slogan first. Seeing that Wu Shuangge had no reaction and could only mutter something unknown, he immediately sneered.

"It turned out to be a fool."

"Hey, idiot, can you read?"

"Ah?" Wu Shuangge was stunned and nodded: "Lite... literacy."

"You're actually literate, so come with us and we'll take care of your food."

Wu Shuangge thought of his mission, followed the believers obediently, and was taken to a camp in the city full of thatched huts.

Entering here, you can immediately hear faint murmurs, the air is full of stench, and there is also an inexplicable aura of madness.

Wu Shuangge was arranged into a thatched house with a simple shrine and a scripture on it.

"Since you know how to read, you should recite the scriptures according to the scriptures. You should recite them non-stop every day, and then I will give you food. Do you understand?"

"Oh, I'm literate." Wu Shuangge nodded.

The believer shook his head, looked at Wu Shuangge who was a little distracted, and turned to leave.

"What a fool. These days, fools are actually literate..."

Two hours later, the creaking sound of the food cart was heard outside the door, and there was also movement outside.

"Come out, everyone, it's time to eat."

Wu Shuangge walked out of the thatched hut and took a look. From the nearby thatched hut, a woman walked out, followed by two children, a son and a daughter.

The believer pushed the cart and stood beside the woman, praising her loudly.

"Sister-in-law Li, her daughter Benya, and son Baigou are the most pious here. According to the rules, they are qualified to meet the priest."

After saying that, the believer immediately took out two large bowls, filled two bowls of sticky white porridge, and added two pieces of white fat pork.

"Their family is also qualified to eat meat every day. This is a commendation given to them by the Holy Mother!"

As soon as he said this, the ragged people around him all looked envious. They had not tasted meat for a long time, let alone the most oily and fat meat slices.

Sister-in-law Li held the rice bowl, raised her head slightly, and praised loudly. She seemed to have gained a rare sense of accomplishment and was very proud.

On the first day Wu Shuangge came, he was also given a small bowl of porridge. He held the small bowl and squatted at the door, sipping the porridge in small sips. As long as it was food, he was not willing to waste it. He ate very seriously. .

The believers also saw this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

After having a model, he believed that one, or even several, people would be selected by the priests. It was all due to him, and they would definitely be given the skills and gifts.

After eating, these common people in the thatched house area who only chanted sutras every day got valuable rest time. In other words, resting at this time is not considered impious.

Wu Shuangge's food was delicious. He was one of the few hungry ghosts who could eat whatever he wanted. Of course, if someone gave him food, that would be the best.

The way he ate quickly caught the attention of the boy next to him. When the boy was eating, he felt that the porridge was much more fragrant than usual. This may be the reason why there was meat in the porridge today.

"My name is Bai Gou, what's your name?"

"My sister calls me Princess."

"Have you not eaten for a long time?"

"Yes." Wu Shuangge thought for a while and nodded seriously. He had indeed not eaten for a long time. Although the porridge given by these people was also very fragrant, it was not as fragrant as the one given by the young master, and it was not as filling.

"My mother said that our family is the most pious and we chant for seven or eight hours every day, so my family eats the most and is full every day."

The white dog ate very sparingly. He only took small bites of each piece of fat meat and refused to eat it. When the porridge was finished, there was still a small bite of fat meat.

He looked at Wu Shuangge, who was holding Xiaowan in his hands and eating deliciously and seriously, and felt inexplicably moved in his heart.

"Have you never eaten meat?"

"Yes." Wu Shuangge nodded again. Since he followed the young master, he has indeed never eaten meat, and there is no need to eat meat.

Bai Gou looked at the small mouthful of fat left in his bowl and felt a little reluctant to part with it. Finally, after thinking about it, he secretly gave the small mouthful of fat to Wu Shuangge.

"You are about to eat. Don't tell others. You must recite sutras well in the future, and you will get it too."

Looking at the meat that was given out, Bai Gou immediately regretted it, but after giving it away, he regretted that he was too impulsive and was too embarrassed to ask for it back.

"I just saw that you were eating deliciously. I felt fuller than usual when I watched you eat, and I felt a little happy. Don't think too much about it. I won't give it to you next time. You have to rely on yourself. ”

"Thank you." Wu Shuangge didn't mean to dislike him at all. He thanked him very seriously and expressed his gratitude for the other person's charity.

He knew that this young man named Bai Gou was a good person. If the young man could cast the giving seal and the giving spell, he could already help the young man eat the bad things in his heart.

At night, when everyone rested, Wu Shuangge sank underground and disappeared into the camp.

After returning to the inn, Wu Shuangge took out the wine bucket as soon as he saw Yu Ziqing.

"Master, it's already past the time for courtship."

Yu Ziqing was used to it, so he went straight to the toilet. After going to the toilet, Xianqing asked Wu Shuangge about his experience today.

After a while.

"Will a priest come here..."

Yu Ziqing was thinking whether he should first think of a way to kill a priest to vent his anger. The fundamental purpose of his coming out this time was to resolve the possible parasitism of the evil priest Bai Yang. It was necessary to go to the bottom in person and start to understand. By the way, he could kill him. Kill as many evil priests as Bai Yang.

He doesn't need those hungry ghosts to do anything for him, and Baiyang Evil Priest actually doesn't need them for the time being. According to Yu Ziqing's speculation, what they need is a group of believers who are so devout that they will starve to death without wavering.

If these guys who were starved to death turned into hungry ghosts and their piety remained unwavering, they would really be given a chance to live as parasites.

Yu Ziqing's path of hungry ghosts is just like the path of ascetics. Anyone who comes late can follow it. In theory, anyone can reach the top. Only by opening up this kind of path can the founder have a chance. The myth of the First Order.

It is completely different from the path of Baiyang Xiesi, which requires offering incense, chanting sutras, and servicing oneself.

According to Lao Yang, the White Yang Evil Sacrifice can kill and destroy endlessly, but among all the Baiyang Evil Sacrifice, the one with the highest cultivation level has only reached the ninth level, and he was surrounded just after he advanced. Kill him, he will die in a horrible way, his body and soul will be destroyed.

That time was also the time when Baiyang Evil Priest suffered the heaviest losses. Hundreds of years later, it has not appeared again.

When the Evil Priest of Baiyang appeared decades ago, the Holy Mother of Baiyang of that generation died tragically at the hands of a head of Langya Academy as soon as she reached the seventh level.

That's right, he is the head of the abbey, a monk who has not yet entered Taoism. According to Lao Yang, he is considered a friend with him.

The Holy Mother of the White Sun of this generation died even more miserably. She died in the hands of a boss who knew astronomy and geography. Not even a single spiritual thought or ashes were left behind. She died cleanly.

As for the current generation of Madonna of the White Sun, so far, she has not appeared in public. Obviously, the lessons of the previous generation are very profound.

He now recalled what Lao Yang had said about Baiyang Evil Sacrifice, and after the current contact, he began to have a bold idea.

The reason why he believed what Lao Yang said so much was because he once suspected that Lao Yang was making friends out of nothing.

Knowing so many details, he was probably the one who killed the Holy Mother of the White Sun in the previous generation.

The next day, Yu Ziqing, who was still skinny, imitated Wu Shuangge and squatted on the street corner.

Very smoothly, Yu Ziqing also entered the thatched cottage camp. Those believers did not refuse anyone who came. In other words, they had arrested people all over the street, one by one.

"There is only one fool in this thatched cottage. You should live here too. Remember, only by chanting sutras every day can you get the blessings of the Holy Mother. Those who are not pious enough will not get the blessings."

When Wu Shuangge saw Yu Ziqing, he had no reaction. He had already sensed it before Yu Ziqing entered.

Yu Ziqing entered the thatched cottage and flipped through the scriptures on the simple shrine. The content was different from what he had in his hand. All the useful knowledge in it was gone. There were only scriptures that talked about brainwashing people and about hungry ghosts. , again a bit more, this time even with a few more details added.

After the Holy Mother of the White Sun created the Way of the Hungry Ghost, she could have taken one step a day and turned into a rainbow in twelve days.

But the Holy Mother cared about the suffering believers in the world, and on the eleventh day, she gave up on her own accord, suffered a backlash, and is now sleeping in the Holy Mountain.

There are countless hungry ghosts who are grateful for the Holy Mother and have turned into locust trees to guard the holy mountain. Now believers need to chant and serve devoutly so that the Holy Mother can return as soon as possible.

Yu Ziqing looked at the scriptures, and after sighing at how fast these bastards followed up, his head was full of questions.

These words sound so similar...

"I, Qin Shihuang, give money."