Father Chus was standing under the Virgin Rose window in the church praying, but the knickknacks on the table caused a stir.
The beaker was so angry that it almost rose to the sky, and the half-cup of bubbling chili water jumped up with a "clop" and then fell back with a "clop".
"You guy! You're cheating again!"
"Oh? Are we related? Brother! My brother! We are not the same species! I fully understand that a fool like you who can't find even a single brain cell in his body will grow a little brain even if he has a genetic mutation.
Son, there is no way you can win me~"
The flesh-red tentacles won all the silver coins that Silly Bei had saved for half a year. Although Silly Bei’s savings were only a few cents, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are!
It twisted happily and had a samba in a flowerpot on the spot.
Finally, she struck an "S"-shaped pose seductively, which was a perfect curtain call.
"You are the stupid one! Your whole family is stupid! A little tentacled monster! You ate too much nuclear wastewater, and that's why you grew so many weird chloroplasts, and you're still so proud? I'm sorry for you.
Right? Take a good look at yourself, who are you?! A botanist will look at it, and a zoologist will poke his eyes out, so don’t lie about it if you have the talent!"
"Tsk tsk, what do you mean by cheating? Didn't I follow the unequal treaty you made? Why don't you use your tongue casually, stick out your tongue to scare you, and don't spit at you casually..."
"You call the fifty steel needles on your body that are five centimeters long and can pierce me from head to toe like a sieve? What kind of tongue is so wild! Others call people licking people with their tongues for fun, but you use your tongue to lick people directly.
Kill other people's lives! Also! The mucus on your body can also be called saliva? Have you ever seen saliva that can poison two hundred old scalpers with just 20 grams? Cobras will bite their tongues when they see you. They feel shameless to live in this world.
Died prematurely!"
"A little bit! So you envy me for having so many awesome tongues, right? I have venom and you are jealous? Envy is envy, ah, jealousy is jealous, remember, don't step on my Chelsea, skr~. You win
If I don’t, I’ll just be a stinky, silly, cup of ginseng attack!”
"Stupid cup! Stupid cup!"
"Dasha Cup!——"
The tentacles are covered with "small volcanoes" with openings, each of which can make a sound. If it wants to speak, its whole body is full of mouths, but Silly Cup only has one mouth, so it is impossible to speak past it. Usually it can
He didn't bother to argue too much with Silly Bei, so he always showed a taciturn look.
Benbei howled in anger, but did not dare to get close to it, fearing that it would give him acupuncture.
Alas, masters are always lonely, empty, lonely and cold.
The beaker was shaking with anger, and the red liquid in the cup was boiling so much that it was almost evaporating. For a moment, it calmed down, twisted its body, narrowed its eyes, and no longer paid attention to the annoying tentacles.
Without the audience spitting at the actors, the tentacles have returned to the peaceful and beautiful appearance that people could see in the past.
In the church, you can only hear the sound of the wind that has traveled eight hundred miles and rested here.
Chu Si whispered: "... It only took me a moment to fall into a state of numbness. It made people forget more than twenty-five centuries, that feat that surprised the sea god when he saw the shadow of his elder brother's ship."
The gray-green vines crawling on a small gilded sailboat beside him heard the words and lifted up the big leaves at the top. There were three big round eyes on the leaves: "What's that story?"
"Human feats often shock even the gods." Chu Si smiled.
"That is the story of a brave man named Jason who piloted the Argonaut to seize the Golden Fleece. Dante said that when the illusion was shattered, it only took a moment for the real things he saw to be thrown into oblivion.
What's more, people have forgotten Jason's deeds in twenty-five centuries. When Poseidon saw the sailing ship for the first time, he was very surprised."
A blue mushroom jumped up and sat on the deck of the sailboat. It squinted its eyes and its long beard fell at its feet. It spoke with an antique sense of sight: "No matter what kind of emotion it is, how strong it brings to people."
The drive or the charm that makes people fall on the spot, human character is worthy of long-term scrutiny by others. Once a conclusion is easily drawn, it is the source of tragedy."
"I don't quite understand?" Vines are good at climbing and maintain a strong curiosity about everything in front of them, but they have a natural rejection of books because they are made of the corpses of countless big trees.
They like big trees, but only living big trees.
The corpse of the dead tree was held in the arms of the culprits and read with relish? This feeling really scares the vine, so if you read too few books, the vine will always be a stupid vine with a shallow knowledge reserve.
It's like a baby. It will never understand, let alone why they don't use the corpses of their own kind to make books. Wouldn't that be more convenient?
Chu Si touched its leaves and sat down: "I have a natural rejection of a complete tragedy. Like you, I also prefer beautiful things. Only beautiful things can make people who are trapped in this world
Feeling happy both physically and mentally.”
"I understand. Seeing you makes me feel happy." Teng rubbed his palm, "Can you tell us this story?"
Even the horrific stories read from the dead of the same kind, told with the unique charm of the priest, will gradually lose their initial sense of horror.
Chu Si thought for a while and began to speak in a slow tone, but in this first sentence, the little guys around him could still hear some of his personal emotions, which seemed to be a little contempt: "I
Song is a hero in Greek mythology."
After saying this, he fell into deep thought, and Mushroom expressed his opinion at the right time: "In my opinion, before the glory came to him, that is, before he got the Golden Fleece, this man did have some heroic spirit.
A miserable life experience, desperate courage, and fearless adventurous spirit. Of course, that’s all there is to it about heroism.”
The vine said "Huh?" and was confused again.
Beaker jumped into the small wooden boat and shouted: "I understand this! It means that I am a hero but not completely heroic!"
The tentacle sneered and said contemptuously: "Everyone here has grown brains, how can you not understand such a simple truth! How dare you, a guy without cells, come here to be a teacher?"
"Mullet roe. You are the only one who talks a lot!"
Beaker jumped up and down in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
Mushroom began to jump around to appease these cubs who didn't read much, were playful, greedy, and slightly stupid.
After Chus thought about it, he continued:
"Jason was originally a prince of a Greek country. However, when Jason was still very young, his uncle launched a rebellion and usurped his father's throne. His father was worried that Jason would be implicated.
When he encountered danger, he secretly sent him to a teacher named Chiron.
"Chiron sympathized with Jason's plight and tried his best to teach him. Jason lived up to expectations. In twenty years, he has grown into a heroic warrior."
"So, he bid farewell to Chiron and prepared to go back and take back the throne he deserved..."
"Crunch——"
At this moment, the door of the church was suddenly pushed open, and a pure white figure walked in like a ghost.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked back at the uninvited guest who arrived at dusk at the same time.
His pace as he approached the center of the church remained steady and steady.
Chusi looked at him and tilted his head in confusion: "It will be curfew time soon, my child. At this time, you should finish praying in your room and prepare to sleep."
"Dear Father," the visitor's long silver-white hair was pulled at the end by the wind, swaying with the moving brilliance of white tulips, and the extremely elegant jade sound came out of his red lips, "I hope to get something from you.
Enlightenment, otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep peacefully tonight.”
Chu Si saw something strong in his dark green eyes, like a gushing tsunami, with great momentum and changing colors; but it was all firmly restrained in the depths of his pupils. Strangely, on his face as bright as snow,
There is no trace of any loss of control at all.
"I will be happy to answer your questions, my son." Chusi asked with interest, "What keeps you up at night?"
Mushroom stroked his beard, and the old god interjected: "In this world, there is only one thing that can make a man dream about and worry about him..."
"I know!" Vine shouted excitedly, "Lord Chus told me! It's the truth! The God of Truth is the most noble and great incarnation of all things. It often confuses the Lord, so he is obsessed with it every night.
Dreams!"
Chu Si touched its leaves and smiled appreciatively: "Truth is indeed great and noble to me, but I cannot force all living beings to fear the truth. They have the right to surrender to anything they are willing to surrender."
"I understand," the vine tapped its leaves, "We focus on our own beliefs and find the purpose of our lives. This is already very difficult. We can no longer interfere with other people's beliefs."
Tentacle tentatively said: "Then what exactly is a man's dream? I heard the knife butcher shouting every day, only good food and dry rice can't live up to it. He also recited the recipe when he fell asleep at night."
Mushroom grinned: "Do you think it's difficult to guess the purpose of a person's late-night visit? It's actually very simple. You just need to think about which villager he belongs to."
The tentacle shouted: "The Knife Butcher is a believer of the Ratni noble Lord. They respect food."
Beaker thought for a while: "Jin Dafu, Jin Tailor, he is a believer of the noble Lord Greed. They advocate money and wealth."
"Yuxian, he is a believer of Lord Razrith, and he advocates sleep."
"Li Du, he is a disciple of Lord Jie Lexian. He advocates success and perfection."
"Wu Meili, she is a disciple of Lord Rust, advocating beauty and desire..."
Mushroom smiled profoundly: "Yes, desire is the only thing that can make an ordinary man worry about it late at night."
"It's not so much desire, but rather the beautiful little girl who brought him desire."
"I think there must be something special about this young lady that can make a man who has been praised by the gods so addicted."
So hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the silver-haired, beautiful androgynous dusk visitor with curiosity and verification, waiting for him to tap his chin and confess his purpose of coming to all the creatures present.
And he did.
A pure white cloak covered her tall figure, her silver hair was slightly fluttering, her emerald green eyes passed through the Virgin Rose window of the church, and she looked at the priest indifferently, her bright red lips moved slightly, and her clear voice explained
You can't be more upright and honest.
"Desire, my desire is love. Looking for a long-awaited love, quietly sowing seeds in that acre of flower fields, waiting for it to grow and fill the whole heart. When the tea flowers bloom, I believe in myself
Will be the final winner."
"Lord Chu Si, can you tell me whether the person I am thinking about is still safe and sound."
