Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 416: The winding road
"Hey guys, don't rush to do anything. I'm going to mention someone. Do you recognize him?"

Liu Yonglu was quite stylish. He lit a cigarette for himself, then walked to the front in a square step while searching his pockets.

Bill and the others were terrified. Seeing how ferocious the monster was, they were afraid that Saint Balan might be hurt again. What would they do then?

"Does this man, Mr. Shani, look familiar to you? Huh..."

Liu Yonglu exhaled a puff of smoke and handed over the photo. He had been in Moses Sad for more than half a year and had taken a lot of photos, including photos with Xiaohu, photos of the Shiweitian team, and one of them was a photo of him and his apprentice Shani standing in front of the Tianying Restaurant!

Liu Yonglu was observing the fight between the monsters and the Inquisitor just now. Black mucus was oozing out of the bodies of these monsters. Yes, it was exactly the same as when they were fighting with Mr. Shani.

Coupled with the unique voice, Liu Yonglu guessed that the monster in front of him was most likely related to the fat man Shani, and they might even be allies.

Since you can talk it out, don't use violence. Violence will damage the harmony.

"Where is the Lord?"

"Lord? What do you mean, the one who carries the flag (the leader of the gangs, the gangster) is called the lord?
Xia Ni is now working at the Tianying Restaurant, and he is very comfortable all day long. Since he came to me, he has been busy with his work these days, so he can be considered to have a good time. "

Liu Yonglu flicked the ash from his cigarette and talked freely.

After he finished speaking, the group of monsters in front of him looked at each other and chattered about something. They could hear clearly what Liu Yonglu said, but could not analyze the specific meaning.

Bishop Kosander and his group were even more confused. They didn't know what the monster was saying, nor could they understand what Saint Balaam was saying.

I heard a chatter between the two sides, and it seemed... quite harmonious.

"Sir Kosander, do you see this? This is Saint Barlan. You don't have to worry too much about the forbidden knowledge related to the gods. Can ordinary people communicate with such a family?
Saint Barlaan is fine. I think you are worrying too much about the debate in a dozen days."

Bishop Campion leaned over and whispered, and old Kosander nodded secretly. St. Barain was indeed unfathomable. Regardless of what he said, just looking at his behavior and style, he was extraordinary.

"You don't know what I mean by kowtow? You kowtow to the teacher! I am the teacher of Shani, and you are the juniors of Shani.

A hundred years from now, if I pass away, some of you will wear one red pompom on your arm, some will wear two red pompoms, there are rules for that.”

The monsters asked if they didn't understand, and Liu Yonglu dared to teach them if they dared to ask. At first, Liu Yonglu thought that Mr. Shani was a small one in the tribe, after all, he was big. He didn't expect that he was a lord.

Liu Yonglu didn't know that the higher the IQ and the smaller the size of the clan member in front of him, the higher the status. Although Liu Yonglu looked down on his stupid apprentice, he was still a big shot in the clan!

"Oh, you guys want to learn something too? You want to knock on my door too?

This is not a compliment or criticism. My ability is to teach everyone. As long as you are willing to learn, I will pour out all the knowledge in my stomach for you!"

The monster spoke incoherently, which showed that he was not as smart as Xia Ni. Liu Yonglu had to piece together various ideas and bluff to guess what the other party meant.

These monsters are really interesting... They are born slaves! They just like to work! They feel uncomfortable if others don't tell them to do something!
According to them, the former owner of this dreamland has left them, and now they are in urgent need of a powerful person to lead them to become bigger and stronger and to create greater glory.

Of course, most of the above words were guessed by Liu Yonglu.

"Haven't you ever troubled anyone else about this?"

Liu Yonglu asked while passing out cigarettes. The monsters didn't know how to smoke, so they just stuffed cigarettes and lighters into their bodies, and there was a "crunching" sound of chewing.

"No one...is alive...so...reincarnation..."

Liu Yonglu blinked his eyes. Reincarnation? It seems to have something to do with the Virgin Mary. Could it be that their former owner was the Virgin Mary?

"Being an apprentice here is tiring. You have to learn skills for the first three years, and then you have to work for free for the next three years. Can you bear it?"

Without Mili Tang by his side to advise him, Liu Yonglu didn't know whether his idea was a bad one or a good one. "Okay, but... what should I learn..."

Even though the monsters had been talking for so long, their voices were still the same as at the beginning, low and difficult. Liu Yonglu frowned:
"Astronomy, geography, oceanography, meteorology, there is nothing I don't know. It depends on whether you want to learn (xiao second tone)."

"architecture……"

"architecture?"

This was the first time Liu Yonglu heard that the gods’ followers wanted to learn how to beat the ashes.

"This ruins...are all...built...If you want...to knock on you...you must learn...architecture..."

Liu Yonglu understood what was strange about these monsters. They seemed to have no concept of subject, or perhaps they were not aware of their own existence.

All communication is imitation, imitating a certain identity. And who is this identity... Could it be related to the gods in this dreamland...

"Do you think this maze is so great? That there is no room for you in heaven or on earth?

What are you doing... huh... you are surprised by something you have never seen before.

I also told you... the house that your lord, my apprentice Shani, built for me is many times larger than this broken maze of yours."

Many people have come into the Dreamland over the years, otherwise there wouldn't be so many frozen corpses at the fork in the road. But no one dares to speak so arrogantly about the maze like Liu Yonglu.

"So...what do you think the house is like..."

Liu Yonglu was waiting for this sentence. He flicked the cigarette butt away, put his hands on his hips and began:

"My house is so well built that from a distance it looks foggy and foggy, with bricks all around it, just like it was made of a single brick.

There are four locust trees at the entrance, as well as mounting and dismounting stones for horses and posts for tying horses.

Opposite is an eight-shaped screen wall made of polished bricks with opposite seams, and to the north of the road there is a wide-beamed gate with an electric light on top and a lazy bench below.

There are the return room, the management office, and the communication office. There are two doors and four green screens with golden stars, and the four squares are inscribed with "Zhaizhuang Zhongzheng" and the back is "Serious and Neat".

Entering the second gate, the ground is paved with square bricks, and the courtyard is paved with sea bricks. Xia Jingtian built a ceiling 36 feet high, and the four plugs were inscribed with "Auspicious Star Shining High..."

These monsters have never heard of this before. Their brains can't keep up with Liu Yonglu's words.

Several bishops and judges were also stunned when they heard this. They thought, is Saint Barlan preaching to monsters? Although the saint is compassionate and loving, I have never heard of her preaching the gospel to the gods' family.

At the beginning, Jacob was still holding a notebook and taking notes, but as Liu Yonglu spoke more and more loudly and faster, Jacob could not remember anything in the end.

"Don't remember it, kid. Go out first."

Archbishop Kosander quickly reminded him. He found that as Liu Yonglu chanted, the monster actually made way for him. If he didn't leave now, when would he leave?

The bishop and the inquisitor in the Holy See then escaped through the passage and ascended to heaven.

"Sir Saint Baran, please don't make Bishop Contaldo's matter public for now. We can discuss it after we have tried him tomorrow. It seems that the Sahagun faction has been planning this for a long time. We must not be careless in the debate in the next few days."

The night's farce finally came to an end, Archbishop Kosander said, shaking his head slowly.

(End of this chapter)