My Weird Life

 The sound of long breathing sounded in the ears of the middle-aged man on the bed.

 He heard the sound of breathing that did not belong to him and seemed to come from a very distant world. Yayoi's dream swayed in his chaotic thoughts and was finally broken.

He felt his head resting on the pillow, his body lying flat on the bed, and the thin quilt covering his body. The smell of rotten wood and mildew entered his nostrils.

 He came to his senses.

The long breathing sound beside my ears also gradually became shallower at this time and was about to disappear.

The man quietly sat up from the bed, his attention still focused on the sound of breathing that seemed to come from another world. When the sound of breathing was about to disappear, his breathing remained consistent with the sound of breathing. At the same frequency, two different breathing sounds were superimposed into one - he saw that in this small room, his body was moving around, and ravines and gaps were disappearing and appearing.

A very faint figure floated out from a certain ravine.

He looked at the vague, real-looking figure, and a smile appeared on his square face: "Thank you for taking me to swim in the 'underworld' in my dream. I will remember the things you entrusted me to do."

The phantom-like figure nodded to the middle-aged man, and then suddenly disappeared into the surrounding ravines.

The surrounding ravines and crevices gradually disappeared.

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at the door of the small room. The door shook open at this moment. A cloud of dust dispersed in the slightly dark small room with the shaking of the door. An anxious male voice sounded outside the door: "Renkun! Renkun! It's already this time, why are you still sleeping?!

 Get up quickly, today is your big day to "bathe in the grace of God", don't waste the time!

Renkun! Hong Renkun! "

Hong Renkun heard the shouts outside the door. He stood up, wiped his messy hair back, took a piece of string and tied it casually, walked to the door in a few steps, and opened the door bolt.

The warm sunlight shines in from outside the door and is shining on the middle-aged man who is more than eight feet tall inside the door.

He opened his arms, exposing his solid chest muscles. The long gown could not completely hide his figure, so that his well-defined abdominal muscles were now faintly visible under the clothes.

“What time is it?” Hong Renkun frowned and asked the short young man outside the door.

 “It’s eight o’clock!

 It’s already eight o’clock and we’re on the street!

Morning classes are over, and I was clever enough to put it off for you - but I can't cover it up for you. When you see the priest later, you should be more alert! "The short young man complained. He looked at the middle-aged man who still had a gentle smile on his face, and suddenly became angry. "Do you know that bathing in God's grace can lead to death?

This is the first time I have seen someone like you who can still sleep the night before bathing in divine grace! "

Hong Renkun listened to the chattering words of the short young man. He lowered his head and walked out of the room. He squeezed forward slightly and pushed aside the short companion who was blocking the door.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the spire palace not far away.

On the steeple, there is a big clock.

At this time, when Hong Renkun looked at the big bell, a burst of bells rang just right, eight times in a row.

Renkun turned back, smiled and said to the short young man: "It's only eight o'clock now, and the bathing of divine grace won't start until half an hour. What are you in a hurry for?"

 Let's go eat rice rolls first..."

"Still eating rice rolls?!" The short young man heard Renkun's words and looked at the other person's face with a warm smile, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, "You go to Daqin Temple first!

 Let me buy rice rolls for you! "

 “That’s fine, I want pork.”

 “…Okay! Go quickly!”

Hong Renkun watched his companion hurriedly run in the other direction. He also turned around and walked along the narrow alley towards the broad street at the entrance of the alley covered by sunlight.

 In the narrow alley, sewage flows across the street.

There was a young fat man squatting in front of his house, untying the braid on the back of his head, washing it with water, then throwing a towel into the water to wet it, and then put it into his crotch to scrub.

When the fat man saw Hong Renkun coming with his head lowered, he turned his arms behind his back, wiped his butt, and greeted Hong Renkun with a grin: "Brother Kun, are you going to recite foreign scriptures again?"

“Hmm.” Hong Renkun raised his head and nodded to the fat man, and also greeted him, “Are you washing your **** again?”

 “Hehehe...” The little fat man smiled and went about his business.

Hong Renkun passed by him and saw a middle-aged woman standing at his door panting. There were several large boxes in front of the woman. It was probably these boxes that caused her to be so breathless.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the tall, middle-aged man coming towards her. She hurriedly winked at Hong Renkun and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Liang Kun, come and help me move the boxes!"

 The tall man walked towards her with a smile and pinched her pert buttocks.

The woman uttered an ouch and glared at him angrily.

 He passed by the woman, smiled and shook his head: "I won't move!"

"oops!

 You loser! Go to the street! "

The scolding was like a breeze blowing over his face, leaving no trace on Renkun's face. He walked out of the narrow alley and stood at the wide street entrance. The opposite side of the street was surrounded by dense iron fences and pale high walls. 'Daqin Temple' is extremely quiet in the busy traffic, as if it is in another world.

Hong Renkun turned around and looked back at the narrow alley—

In his eyes, the streets and alleys behind him, the low buildings, and the laughing and yelling neighbors all turned into wisps of black smoke and dispersed, leaving only buildings on the desolate land. Cross-shaped tombstone!

Everything around is unreal, except for the snow-white Daqin Temple, which stands surrounded by many crosses without any illusions.

At this time, the iron gate of Daqin Temple slowly opened, and the living people lined up in front of the door lowered their heads and walked into the iron gate one by one.

Hong Renkun crossed the broad street and stood at the end of the queue, following the people to the iron gate.

The young man who had called the door earlier came hurriedly carrying a lotus leaf bag. Blood and pus flowed from his eyelidless eye sockets. Several fat maggots squirmed on the bridge of his nose. As he opened his mouth and spoke, one A greasy yellow tooth was dangling on the pale gum: "Here, I bought rice rolls for you! Pork, you have to prepare well today!

Even if you cannot be bathed in divine grace, don’t die in it! "

 “Okay, I understand, A Liang. Thank you very much.”

Hong Renkun took the lotus leaf bag and unfolded it, revealing a section of intestine covered with rot and filled with white flesh worms.

He looked at this piece of rice roll without even frowning. He opened his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed the rice roll.

After eating the rice rolls, Renkun threw away the lotus leaves in his hand and asked A Liang, who was looking at him with a smile: "Aren't you going to work at the dock today?

 Why are you still staying here? "

“I told the manager today that I don’t need to go there in the morning.

Bathing in divine grace is a big deal. If you succeed, I will celebrate it for you. If you fail and die, I will have to collect your body! "A Liang, who already looked like a rotten corpse, smiled, and the fleshy buds on his cheeks trembled. After he spoke, he seemed to realize that what he said was somewhat unlucky, so he quickly added, "Don't worry. , Renkun, few people will fail to bathe in divine grace, I am just joking with you! "

 “I know, I’m not worried.”

Hong Renkun nodded, reached out and patted A Liang on the shoulder.

He watched A Liang being patted twice by him, and a section of intestines leaked out of his tattered belly. He frowned, and helped A Liang stuff the intestines back into his stomach, and patted the other person's belly.

Renkun looked away and looked around.

 There are crosses everywhere.

The land is filled with the dead who have bathed in divine grace.

The queue in front of the iron gate of Daqin Temple moved forward slowly, and not long after, a pale-faced man walked out of the temple.

Some people in line recognized this man, who was the first person in line to enter Daqin Temple to ‘bathe in divine grace’.

They hurriedly asked the man: "Brother, brother! Don't leave in a hurry. How is the situation inside?"

 “Have you succeeded in bathing in divine grace?”

“What are the rituals and what should I pay attention to?”

The man was also kinder. When he heard the questions from the people in line, he stopped and answered them one by one: "There is nothing strange in there, the priests are all very kind and approachable.

  I am successful.

 Once inside, someone will guide you on what to do.

Probably there will be three different groups of priests who will ask you various questions to test your "divinity" - you just need to answer the questions according to your own intuition. If you can't answer them, just say you can't answer them.

 They asked me four questions, and I couldn’t answer three of them.

 But he still passed the baptism. It can be seen that whether he can pass the baptism is not mainly based on answering the questions, but from other aspects... Anyway, don't worry, just do it according to your own instincts. "

Hong Renkun looked at the man who was talking eloquently. There were spots on the man's face.

 The vitality in his body is rapidly disappearing, and he is already a dead body.

At this time, someone asked the man who had turned into a corpse: "Brother, what questions have the priests asked you? Can you tell us so that we can make preparations..."

"That won't work!" The male corpse immediately shook his head and refused, saying seriously, "It means that we are not prepared to answer the priests' questions. This is the meaning of baptism. If I reveal all the questions to you and you have prepared in advance, Maybe the priests will be unable to judge accurately - then, someone might lose their life!

  Can't say! "

Seeing the depressed expressions on everyone's faces, the male corpse added, "Although I can't tell you what questions the priests inside asked me, I can tell you that there were three groups of priests who asked questions.

 The first group were ordinary priests like us.

 The second wave is the divinely chosen teachings.

 The third group is the ‘angels’ with wings!

 Just respond seriously when the time comes! "

After the male corpse finished speaking, he walked past the team without stopping.

Hong Renkun watched him walk through the street, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the two dark iron gates. The trees inside the gates were showing their teeth and claws, and at this moment, they seemed to have turned into man-eating monsters!

The people in the team walked into the iron gate one by one, and soon after, walked out of the domed hall and left the Daqin Temple.

Every time someone walks past the iron gate, the people gathered in front of the iron gate will inevitably ask that person if they have experienced such a baptismal ritual in Daqin Temple.

　Some people refused to reveal anything, while others walked by in a hurry.

 But there were also many people who stopped and talked to the people queuing up.

 The experiences they described were all different.

 Some people say that they just walked through Daqin Temple once, and after having the priests take a look, they completed the baptism and became a person bathing in divine grace;

He once said that like the first person who entered Daqin Temple, he was asked several questions by the priests. As for the specific questions he was asked, he refused to disclose;

It is said that after he entered the door, the priest inside asked him to go out. When he came out, he had completed the baptism...

 There are many different opinions.

It can be seen that there is no fixed ritual for "baptism", and there is no standard answer.

And Hong Renkun saw that everyone who walked out of the iron gate had turned from a living person into a corpse. He walked from the end of the line to the front, and spoke with the man at the front sincerely. Said: "Brother, can you let me go to the baptism first? I will be the first to tell you what I gain in it!"