I was a little suspicious that she had drunk too much, so I answered casually: "There are very few people in China who believe in God or ghosts, but there are quite a few who believe in themselves and the country, so I really can't answer this question."
Sophia was a little confused: "Isn't Mr. Gu a Taoist priest? Sanqing, the Jade Emperor is not your belief?"
I shook my head: "No, Taoism regards 'Tao' as its highest belief.
Tao has no form and form, but it also nurtures all things in the world. Whether it is the Three Pure Ones or the Jade Emperor, they are the incarnation of Tao and the models for attaining Tao, so people will respect and worship them.
And even Taoist priests will have the idea of competing with heaven in their hearts, because the core of Taoism is to let people break through their own shackles and achieve enlightenment and soar, which is different from the teachings of you fanatical believers who blindly obey God."
To say that it is easiest for pagans to fight among themselves, Sophia's face looked wrong after I said this.
She very wisely chose to change the subject: "Then let me ask in a different way. If you were me, there are two roads in front of you now.
One is to protect the interests of the family, but it conflicts with the doctrines that I have believed in since I was a child. The other is to respect the doctrines, but the interests of the family will be harmed because of it. If it were you, how would you choose?"
"That depends on how you say it."
I drank the glass of wine in my hand and started to feed the saint the poisonous chicken soup: "If you bring in your identity, then I will definitely protect the interests of the family, because I don't have much of a liking for your Holy See.
But if it’s me, with no family, no relatives other than my parents, and no religious constraints, and I’m at best a half-baked Taoist priest, then go to hell with it.
Comfort is the most important thing in this life. No matter what doctrine or family interests you have, they are not as good as your own happiness. You are only in your early twenties. Is it really worth it to give up your youth for that illusory god? "
"God is not illusory, I can feel his power."
Sophia retorted seriously, but I didn't accept this: "God is indeed not illusory, but your belief is too illusory. Why do you think that God will definitely take you to heaven after you die?"
Okay, let’s take a step back, why do you think heaven is a paradise? Maybe it’s a brothel, and you saints will be God’s playthings in the future, otherwise why would he keep you pure?”
You must know that the vast majority of people in this country believe in Orthodox Christianity.
If these words reach the ears of ordinary people, they will be beaten, let alone Sofia, a saint.
Perhaps because I discovered my blind spot, she showed undisguised anger in her eyes: "I respect your beliefs, and please don't insult God or my religion."
"I'm sorry, I have no faith and I don't need your respect."
I chuckled: "After experiencing some things, now I only believe in myself.
Man's destiny is not determined by God, nor is it given by God. He has to strive for it by himself. Only the weak will pray sincerely and wait for God's favor, while the strong will want to become gods. This is the ultimate goal of life."
These words are no different from bragging.
Of course Sophia would not take it seriously, and with her heart full of anger, she began to taunt me: "Okay, when the day you become a god, I will leave the Orthodox Church and become your most loyal believer."
"Gah, I have a lot of wives at home, so don't get involved in them."
I ignored her and poured myself another glass of vodka. Although the alcohol content was not low, it tasted quite pure and did not have the bitter taste of white wine. The slightly tipsy feeling after drinking it was quite comfortable.
Sophia was so angry with me that she didn't say a word and continued to drink her wine. It was already dawn, and the people left in the bar were all drunkards. A woman with a figure like Sophia and a first-class temperament, sitting here seemed to be exuding
The smelly daddy is fatally attractive to flies.
Maybe the two of us spoke a little too loudly just now, which attracted the attention of a few people, thinking that we were quarreling. A drunk man came over with a bottle of wine and started touching her.
The smell of alcohol that hit her face made Sofia look disgusted and yelled in Russian.
But the drunk man was not afraid of her at all. After feeling my gaze, he stretched out his fist to challenge me. He probably thought that we were boyfriend and girlfriend.
I don't have time to care about this nonsense, and neither do the few Tiger Gang thugs around me. They just saw that Zhuoyi's attitude towards Sophia is not very good, so naturally they won't pay attention to her.
After being pulled a few times, Sofia became a little impatient and asked me with a frown: "As a man, aren't you going to act like a gentleman and help me get rid of this fly?"
I deliberately made her angry: "Why are you looking for me? Where is the God you believe in? Why doesn't He come to save you?"
"you……"
She was really angry with me this time, with murderous intent flashing in her eyes, as if she wanted to take it out on the drunk man in front of her.
But Qi Gui Qi, it would not be good to really offend her.
Besides, her killing someone here would not be a big trouble for Zhuo Yi, so I stood up and grabbed the drunk man’s arm, shouting at him in English: “Stop, get out!”
Not sure if he could understand, I threw out the only Russian curse word I knew: "Sukabret!"
Good guy, just one dirty word will break the opponent's guard. He picks up the wine bottle and wants to fuck me.
With my current speed, I definitely wouldn't be hit by him, so I ducked sideways at will, and then hit him with a knee on his stomach.
I don’t need to worry about what happens next. When I do it, several big men from the Tiger Gang who have been watching for a long time rush over, pick up the drunkard’s neck collar and walk out, probably inevitably giving him a beating.
Within half a minute, the bar returned to calm again, and other people who were eager to try also put away their thoughts of taking advantage and lay down again.
I looked at Sophia: "God didn't show up. I helped you, so you might as well just believe me."
Sophia doesn't even want to talk to me anymore.
She took out a five-thousand-ruble note from her bag and slapped it on the bar: "I'll pay for the drinks, just as a thank you for your favor. I'll pick you up on time for the dinner at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
After she finished speaking, she left. Her hurried steps and clenched fists conveyed a message to me: she was angry.
"Why don't you talk to her about something? Why don't you use religious matters to annoy her?"
Zhuo Yi came down the stairs unsteadily: "I am a saint. If you doubt the existence of God in front of an Orthodox saint, isn't it the same as pointing at a monk and saying you are a prostitute?"
I didn't even raise my head, holding the wine glass and asked her: "Have you been eavesdropping?"
"I have been watching you two from the second floor. This is not eavesdropping, this is watching openly."
She came over and put the five thousand ruble note into her pocket: "Are you worried?"
I laughed and cursed: "Fuck, I not only have a ventricle, but also a left atrium and a right atrium. Otherwise, how could I live for so many years?"
"Okay, stop pretending."
Zhuo Yi sat next to me and poured himself a glass of wine using Sophia's cup: "If you have nothing to worry about, why were you arguing with her just now? She also said that she is self-hypnotizing, aren't you also self-hypnotizing?"