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594. Blasphemy

The camera followed He Chong up the last staircase, and he saw several people already here.

Next it was time for Lu Tan to treat guests to dinner.

The interview in the narration sounded again, and together with the scene of these people eating, it made people feel like they were in another world.

In the picture, these people are talking and walking alive.

In my memories, these people are old and no longer alive.

The feeling of hero's twilight swept over the audience.

Lu Jian cleverly connected the past and present through two channels: images and sounds.

In the movie, Lu Tan walked into the Taoist temple, and when the camera lifted up, he saw the weird statue.

When he saw this statue, Stephen instinctively felt a sense of disgust.

He has his own religious beliefs, although they are not very fanatical, but he still believes in God.

But as soon as the statue came out, Stephen felt blasphemy.

Yes, blasphemy.

He was a young man and had received a lot of education. Stephen felt that if he were a devout believer like his parents who saw this scene, he would probably jump up and become furious in a minute.

No wonder Lu Jian didn't choose to release it abroad.

Stephen looked around, wanting to see the reaction of the Chinese people.

But to his surprise, although everyone also felt numb about the statue, Stephen did not feel that his faith had been blasphemed.

The reason, Stephen thinks, may be that most people in this country are atheists.

Among his Chinese classmates, the most frequently mentioned words related to God were "You are crazy!" As for God's blessings, he could not hear a single word.

Most people do not believe in the existence of God and are staunch materialists.

Stephen once asked a friend, where do you find your spiritual sustenance? Even if religion is not materialistic, it can at least soothe the soul in times of trouble.

The friend did not answer directly, but opened a book in Stephen's hand that recorded the words and thoughts of ancient sages and showed him one page.

"Therefore, when Heaven is about to entrust a person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind and will, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions. Therefore, if you try to temper your mind and forbearance, you will benefit what you cannot do."

Stephen couldn't quite understand this sentence at the time, but later, when his Chinese proficiency got better and better, he finally understood the content, but he also didn't understand this nation even more.

The elephant-like statue full of tentacles was full of anomalies. In the evening, the competition entered its second stage.

The camera was following Tang Que.

Stephen couldn't take his eyes away from this mature woman wearing a cheongsam.

The heroic spirit between his eyebrows is like a warrior, which attracts people's imagination.

Tang Que came to the Taoist temple. She searched it but found no trace of the jade pendant fragments.

At this time, a sticky squirming sound came from behind.

To Stephen's ears, it sounded like some disgusting and twisted monster was licking the back of his neck.

Tang Que looked back.

There seemed to be something moving in the grass.

The night on the mountain is very dark, only slightly illuminated by the moonlight.

But in the camera lens, this picture is not completely black to cover up the flaws in the special effects. Instead, people can clearly see the slightly swaying shrubs in the night.

The entire screening hall held their breath, as Tang Que's first-person perspective gradually approached, and in the background music, the cello melody was low, constantly superimposed, and moved toward a high pitch.

Little by little, Stephen tried hard to lean his neck back, sinking into his seat, trying to stay away from the screen. He didn't want Tang Que to walk past. There was absolutely, definitely, some danger lurking there.

However, the camera did not follow his will and still moved helplessly towards the bushes.

Suddenly, a call came from behind Tang Que.

Tang Que turned around and saw it was Master Qi shouting.

She responded and looked back at the bush.

It was quiet, not moving at all.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Que did not continue to approach. She took a look deep into the mountains. The deep forest was like a ghost, devouring all light and inspiring humans' most instinctive fear of darkness.

Tang Que turned around and walked towards the house.

The camera moves down towards her back until it is obscured by some bushes.

Suddenly, the bush shook, and something seemed to be squirming away from the bush.

This unexpected move made Stephen tremble.

This is a release of emotions, a sudden attack that comes when the previously suppressed atmosphere is relieved for a moment.

In the words Stephen knows, this is the lowest level of Jump Sare.

Low-level, but practical.

Especially in this tense atmosphere that is constantly rising and foreshadowing with the background music, the audience thinks that everything is over, and they breathe a sigh of relief before the sudden attack comes.

Lu Jian obtained the most fragments. He knocked Dai Yuanyang unconscious, took away all the jade pendant fragments, and began to piece them together. In the quiet night, Lu Jian carefully assembled the fragments into the shape of an eyeball, that weird shape.

It gives people a premonition of something bad.

It was only then that Stephen began to think about what Xuanjun was.

The statues in this Taoist temple are obviously not things that should exist in the human world, and the jade pendant left by Xuanjun is so strange. Is it true that becoming Xuanjun can gain immortality and master extraordinary powers?

Stephen thought it was impossible.

It's not like he hasn't watched "All Quiet Spring". For Stephen, knowing why the character was burned to death is considered a very happy ending.

Is this Mr. Xuan also firewood?

The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

Relying on the magic of immortality and other things to attract the descendants of the Nine Streams, and finally selecting the most powerful one to use as firewood, this is Lu Tran's style at first glance.

He is the victim of old stumbles.

However, looking at the results of this competition, Lu Jian himself seems to be leading the way, and Xuanjun's position, other than him, seems to be less competitive.

Wait, among the descendants of Ninth Style, there are no descendants of the group represented by Lu Jian. Even Lu Jian himself has not appeared in the trailer of "Nine Levels".

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So, we are going to burn the land this time?

What a good thing!

Stephen immediately looked forward to the subsequent plot.

He could even imagine how Lu Jian would be burned when the time came.

Mr. Lu was also a decent man during his lifetime, so please add more fuel before leaving.

He was in high spirits and watched the night fall and everyone fall asleep.

The camera came to the blind man Zhang.

This old man, who is over seventy years old, is sitting in the hall, wearing sunglasses. He seems to have fallen asleep while sitting, or he seems not to have slept at all.

The camera looks at him from the ground and through the gap between tables and chairs, giving people a very insecure mood.

It was as if something was spying on him.

Then, the camera moved.

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594. Blasphemy


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