The Mythical Races I Created

In anger, the little spider-man John waited numbly for the end of this selection activity.

The first is the departure of the stigmata elf and the spiderman priest. They also need to return to the monastery in the diocese to discuss with the local bishop a qualified list, and then the little spidermen will be brought to the core monastery of the parish to study until they meet Request, and then be assigned to churches in various villages as apprentices.

Then, if these lucky spider men behave well, they can be promoted to assistant priests, pastor's assistants, pastors, and finally become the head of a church——【Pastor】.

What John wanted to do was to be an acolyte, but now it seems impossible.

Then, the spider-man villagers took their children and left here sparsely.

John didn't go back with the carpenter. He ran out of the village and ran all the way through the woods.

He feels betrayed.

The person who should be the apprentice of the clergy is obviously the hardest self. He answered every question asked by the pastor. He memorized all the classics vividly. There is only the wizard book in his life.

He doesn't care about the current difficult situation, because John feels that his future will be bright.

John sat under a cycad tree and wept.

He didn't notice that a poisonous snake climbed down from the cycad tree branch. The poisonous snake snaked down and appeared behind John.

"It looks like the God in your heart has let you down."

John cried and said, "I was not selected, not because I was not religious enough, but because they were all liars. They bribed the pastors."

"And my brother, he must be selected now, because my father stuffed something for the priest, and the spiderman priest accepted the thing."

"A person who knows nothing, why can he embark on the path of priesthood promotion instead."

"Then I memorize the fairy book so hard, isn't it meaningless?"

The poisonous snake was silent for a while, and he said: "It looks like your brother has taken your life and taken away what should belong to you. He is about to have a bright future."

John raised his head abruptly and stared at the poisonous snake. "No, my god, won't let this happen."

"You said you can fulfill any of my wishes, and I want that guy to swap my life."

The poisonous snake raised its head with satisfaction. "Yes. I'll tell you a story. In the house of the former village chief in this village, there is a stove that burned many spider-man children. There is a secret to that stove. When you drop a drop of your own blood into the stove, This stove can fulfill one of your wishes, no matter how vicious and selfish it is."

"You just need to put a drop of your blood into the stove at midnight, make your wish, and your wish will come true."

"But you have to remember that once you do this kind of thing, you betray your god."

"And this betrayal can never be remedied."

John fell silent, just looking down at the bare roots of the cycad tree outside the ground, falling into silence.

The Viper continued: "And that stove can only be used once by everyone, that is to say, it can only satisfy one wish of you."

"I repeat, if you make your selfish wish to that stove, you have betrayed God the Father. If you think it's worth it, then do it."

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When it was late, John returned home. As soon as he entered the door, his brother rushed out and asked where John had gone.

John raised his brows instinctively. He remembered what the snake had told him, and his heart was full of jealousy and hatred. "What did I go? Why should I report to you, where did I go?"

The younger brother said anxiously: "That's not the case. Dad is sick. He fell to the ground as soon as he got home today, and when he woke up, he kept coughing up blood."

"Brother, I am scared."

"what should we do?"

Joyful emotions flashed through John's heart.

Then, he recalled the memory of living with his carpenter father. Although the carpenter father prefers his younger brother, he also taught him a lot of skills and said that he would have a bite of food in the future.

Damn it, so his plan for himself is to make himself a carpenter!

Thinking of this, John's heart is even more unequal.

He walked into the house, saw his dying father in bed, then ran out of the house preoccupiedly, and left the village. When he returned to the village again, it was already midnight.

According to the words of the viper, John found the home of the original village chief in the village.

He pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and saw the abandoned boiler inside.

"Is it this?"

"Why do I think the furnishings here are so familiar to me?"

John added firewood to the boiler and ignited the flame. He took a knife and cut off his fingers, ready to drip blood into the flame.

As long as the blood is dripped, he can make a wish.

John stretched out his finger, and his father's dying appearance appeared in front of him in his hospital bed.

At the same time, what the viper told him. ‘Remember, the boiler can only fulfill one of your wishes. ’

John's fingers were shaking.

He wanted to say, let his father recover, but when he thought that if he made a wish and let him exchange lives with his brother, then he could become an apprentice in the church again. Thinking of this, John hesitated again.

Which one to choose?

"God is unreliable now." John gritted his teeth. "Everything can only rely on yourself."

He pierced his finger and watched the blood drip into the flame. The flame suddenly jumped up a few feet.

John looked eagerly at the flame and said obsessively: "Please swap my brother's life and my brother's life so that my brother can become the poorest person in the world and punish him for his disrespect of God the Father. I want to be a man. The priest, because I have memorized the whole book of elves, this is what I deserve."

The flame suddenly turned green and exploded in an instant.

With the sound of an explosion, John was lifted by the impact, and the whole person turned a few times in the air, and then fell dizzy on the ground.

He got up from the ground and saw that the boiler was completely blown up, and there was a book floating in the green flames.

With blood on his head, little John said in a daze, "I...have my wish come true?"

"What is that book?"

"I... why can't my body move anymore."

A burst of laughter appeared beside John, and John turned his head to see that it turned out to be the poisonous snake that told him the secret of the boiler.

The toilet head smiled and said, "You make me dumbfounded."

"I thought you could make the wish to make your father heal, but who knows, you still made the wish to exchange life."

"It's a waste of me to poison your father's good intentions."

"However, thank you too. Although you are not the righteous person I was looking for, you gave me at least a little strength."

The toilet head summoned his [Story Book], and the book in the green flame flew over and landed in front of the toilet head.

"Every wish has its own power. Good wishes have the power of good, and evil wishes have the power of evil. And as the **** of the story, I told you the story of you as the protagonist just now, and your wish will be fulfilled. My strength."

"From today, you are a person without aspirations."

[Story Book] I flipped through my pages quickly. Every page was blank, but there was text on one page. The name of the story on this page was called [The Story of John and the Boiler].

"Although this kind of ritual only cares about evil gods, I am not yet born after all. This allows me to do some things before I am born."

The poisonous snake snaked its way up to John.

John said in despair and shock: "So you lied to me."

"I didn't swap lives with my brother?"

"Swap life?" The toilet head pretended to be taken aback, mocking him. "I thought your wish was to become a clergyman. It turned out not to be. Your brother I think he will be an excellent carpenter in the future, but I really don't know why you want your brother's life?"

"Do you want to be a carpenter now?"

Seeing John's eyes widening and unable to say a word, the toilet head sighed.

"child."

"I just said that your brother will have a bright future. To become a carpenter is also a bright future."

"I never said that your brother would be chosen as a priest, but you always think so."

"Furthermore, according to my gossip, you seem to be in the eyes of the stigmata who is in charge of the assessment today, so maybe you will receive a notice to become an apprentice in the church tomorrow. Hey, although there is some stupidity in the assessment today, The spider-man was smart and gave some gifts, but do you think it would be too stupid to give gifts on that occasion."

"Boy, you are just eating your own bad luck."

John gritted his teeth, and then he started screaming frantically, biting his lips.

"Why, why do you treat me like this."

"My body can't move. I was supposed to be a clergyman. Now I can't move. How can I become a clergyman. I believe in God the Father so piously. I'm so pious... I'm so pious... I should Get what I want, you..."

The viper suddenly grew bigger, big enough to break the house, and John shivered with fright, and stopped barking frantically.

The toilet head was angry. "I don't owe you, nor does the society owe you."

"If you just made a good wish, then everything will be different."

"You don't believe in God the Father at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You just ask God the Father. You think that you will get rewarded if you believe in God the Father. But in fact, this mentality itself is not a belief in God the Father."

To the frightened John, the viper said viciously: "All the creatures in this world have to ask God the Father, you actually think you are special."

"Extremely ridiculous."

"John, I will not kill you. Your body will heal as soon as the sun rises tomorrow morning. Your father will recover after a sleep tonight. Nothing will change."

"You can be your clergyman, because until now, apart from cursing your brother and your father secretly, you haven't committed any real sins."

The toilet head put away the story book, ready to leave. "With this kind of hypocritical pain, you pretend to be a devout believer in front of others, so you can live on forever. This in itself is the greatest punishment for you."

"But you have to remember that you are not worthy to say that you are a devout believer."

Little John was frightened, and stared blankly at the toilet head leaving. From then on, he lacked a hole in his heart.