long night fire

"Yes, yes, yes." Shang Jianyao said enthusiastically, "We hold the full moon ceremony and funeral respectively when a newborn is born and when the deceased passes away. At other times, everything is kept simple. We just wake up every morning, thanks to Zhi Sui. Keep yourself alive, and at regular intervals, the guide will call us to give a sermon and enjoy a communion."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and wiped his mouth.

He didn't seem at all worried about being denounced as heresy.

The young man with disheveled hair, pale skin and light brown eyes who answered just now showed an envious expression:

"We only have Holy Communion when we celebrate High Mass."

"What is your sacrament?" Shang Jianyao asked impatiently.

The young man pointed to the small amount of cattle, sheep and pigs that had not yet been traded:

"It means slaughtering all kinds of animals, which means that they will eventually belong to the commander, and then use their parts to make different dishes. The most precious of them are all kinds of blood-related dishes. Alas, it's a pity that the blood sausage we brought this time It's all sold out in the south, or I can invite you to try it."

He was not hostile to Shang Jianyao, who also believed in "Commitment Command", and he was quite enthusiastic.

"Blood sausage, I seem to have heard of it somewhere..." Jiang Baimian muttered to himself.

Gnawa wanted to give an answer, but considering that the identity of his intelligent robot could not be exposed here, he interrupted the operation of the sounder in time.

Jiang Baimian quickly remembered:

"I heard in Tarnan that Chairman Gu's hometown's special food was brought to Tarnan by him."

"That's right, there are also butcher's dishes!" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and struck his left palm, "Zhou Guanzhu still owes us a meal of butcher's dishes."

He never forgot about it.

"She didn't owe it." Jiang Baimian corrected again.

The young man at the end of the year listened in a daze, and suddenly realized:

"We also have pig dishes at High Mass.

"The President Gu you are talking about should be from a certain area in the north of the old world, or their descendants. There are many such people in our Year's End City."

As for which area it is in, he can't say, one is that he is not a descendant of those people, and the other is that the current ice sheet has engulfed the corresponding place, which cannot form a good comparison with the map of the old world.

"What do you call it?" Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up when he heard Killing Pig Cai, "I'll visit you in the city at the end of the year and attend your high mass. Everyone is a believer in 'Siming', so you must not see outsiders."

He didn't use "thinking guidance" for the time being, he followed Jiang Baimian's advice, and wanted to see what he could normally ask.

The young man at the end of the year felt the sincere enthusiasm and replied with a smile:

"My name is Li Bingliang, which means good-natured.

"Uh, we don't accept outsiders at the end of the year, so as not to reveal our specific location, unless you can get an invitation from a certain elder."

"Oh..." Shang Jian Yao was quite disappointed, "Is Lao He an elder?"

"No." Li Bingliang shook his head.

At this time, he thought of answering the question of why the same belief in "command", the ceremony and the sacrament are different:

"Our city at the end of the year is mainly established by the end of the year sect, you should belong to other sects that believe in the end of the year.

"Eternal Night Sect, Sunset Sect, or 'Life Sacrifice'?"

"'Life Sacrifice'." Shang Jianyao replied without hesitation.

Li Bingliang said that it is indeed so.

After chatting for a few more words, the "Old Tune Team" walked deep into the square and came to Lao He's military vehicle.

Old He, wrapped in a bearskin coat, was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a book, with his head slightly lowered, reciting silently.

Jiang Baimian and the others looked at each other and nodded invisibly.

They began to lean towards the speculation that "truth" is not "the last man".

Because "anti-intellectualism" has always preached that "knowledge is poison, thinking is a trap (trap)", how can believers be asked to recite scriptures during morning prayers?

Even if this belongs to another sect of the "Last Man", they should not be completely different with similar symbols.

The "Old Tune Group" waited for a while, until Lao He finished his morning prayer and closed the book.

Jiang Baimian looked at it curiously, and saw the words "university physics".

University physics...Jiang Baimian is well-informed, so he didn't let himself change his expression.

"Physics?" Shang Jianyao made a questioning voice.

Old He smiled and replied:

"Physics is the truth of things, the truth of this world, and the manifestation of our Lord.

"Of course, the physics written by humans is only close to the truth, not equal to the truth. There are always certain omissions, which are often overturned and corrected.

"Just like before, I read a review of physics and said..."

Long Yuehong immediately recalled the feeling of powerlessness in the physics class in college, and Shang Jianyao interrupted Lao He:

"It's not like the doll on your pendant.

"It has no five senses, which means it doesn't see, hear, smell, or ask. It just obeys orders and is a last man."

Old He replied a little angrily:

"That's a pagan interpretation!

"What this symbol really means is that the human eyes, nose, ears, mouth, eyebrows are not as important as the mind!"

He immediately got out of the car, stretched out a finger with both hands, and pressed them on both sides of his head.

Immediately afterwards, Lao He said:

"The truth is in our heads!"

Chapter 37 科研队

Shang Jian Yao turned his head and said to Jiang Baimian:

"I think you should believe in 'truth.'"

People with real brains would never believe in such a false god that came out of nowhere... Jiang Baimian subconsciously replied.

She immediately remembered that Lao He believed in "truth", and was suspected of being an awakened person in the field of "last man", who might be able to look through her memory silently, and forcibly suppressed the thoughts that came up.

Shang Jianyao, who did not receive a response, turned his attention to Lao He again, and said in an approving tone:

"Your teachings are indeed good, comparable to our philosophy of valuing life and caring for children."

"Are you from the 'Life Sacrifice' sect?" Old He suddenly realized.

"You just know?" the reckless Shang Jian Yao blurted out, "So you haven't looked through our memories!"

He spoke so fast that it was too late for Jiang Baimian to stop him.

The scene suddenly became extremely awkward.

After a few seconds, Old He coughed twice and said:

"Looking at the memory is immoral and very dangerous. You never know what the person you are facing has experienced. If I look at a person's memory when I meet a person, sooner or later I will be involved because of the high-level existence. Content, went crazy on the spot, or died suddenly.

"'Truth' teaches us that those who stare at the abyss are also stared at by the abyss, so we must know how to restrain ourselves and not abuse our abilities unless necessary.

"Under normal circumstances, I simply distinguish whether the human beings I face are malicious or not."

Clap, clap, Shang Jianyao clapped his hands:

"'Truth' deserves to be the truth.

"Actually, you can use a common saying of gray earth people to explain:

"I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet?"

This is indeed different from the style of "anti-intellectualism". If you really want to rummage through our memories, the probability of problems is very high... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.

Facing the old time, she told the team members to recall the gaze of "You Gu" and the dream of "Zhuang Sheng" from time to time.

In addition, the insurance of Gnawa was also prepared.

Old He smiled and said:

"I'm used to teaching 'truth'."

"Those of you who believe in 'truth' get along very well with believers in 'command'." Jiang Baimian said in a favorable manner.

Lao He glanced at his subordinates not far away, smiled slightly and said:

"When the city was established at the end of the year, we believers in 'truth' contributed a lot, and the 'command' executive was very friendly to us."

When the end of the year city was established, there was "truth"?He appeared quite early... Long Yuehong extracted the most critical information from the sentence just now.

When they communicated with the people in the end of the year, they asked that this settlement was officially established in the middle of the chaotic era, not much later than the "Pangaean creature".

Shang Jian Yao's focus has always been different, he opened his eyes wide and said:

"Can you feel Zhi Sui's friendliness?"

As a follower of the "Life Sacrifice" sect and an employee of "Panga Biology", he only sensed the gaze of the big boss once when he forcibly broke into the bottom floor of the underground building.

Lao He almost failed to understand what this guy was talking about, and it took a while to understand and said:

"The friendliness of the 'Si Ming' in charge of the year is shown by the elders of the religious group at the end of the year."

"Is that so... How many elders are there?" Shang Jianyao looked like he wanted to get to know each other.

Lao He took a look at him and replied vaguely:

"A lot."

Jiang Baimian changed the topic casually:

"In Sui Mo City, those who believe in 'command' are the mainstream, right?"

"Yes." Lao He didn't deny it, and even gave approximate data, "It's probably [-]%."

He then pointed to the subordinates beside the surrounding vehicles:

"If you don't believe me, you can ask them one by one."

"Okay!" Shang Jian Yao agreed.

The "Old Tune Team" originally planned to contact more people in the city at the end of the year and collect corresponding information, but now they have a suitable excuse.

At noon, after asking around, they returned to Cliff Village.

Along with the pre-ordered lunch, there was the village chief.

"The scientific research team that went to the ice field before is coming back, and it will arrive in the evening. Are you going to say hello then?" The village chief mainly wanted to report this matter.

Long Yuehong blurted out in astonishment:

"So fast?"

The "Old Tune Group" estimated that there was still about a week, how long has it been?

The village chief explained with a smile:

"They sent a telegram saying that they had encountered some accidents, so they had to return early and let us prepare supplies."

"A change?" Jiang Baimian didn't hide the question in his eyes.

"I don't know what's going on, you can ask yourself in the evening." The village chief said that he has no right to find out the bottom line of the "Pangaea" employees.

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"Ok."

In order to wait for the returning scientific research team, the "Old Tune Team" stayed in Cliff Village in the afternoon, and did not go to Shan'ao Town to chat with people from Year's End City.

In the evening, as expected, there were five or six vehicles coming from the mountain road in the north.

The vehicle was covered in stains, like it had been drenched in the rain and hadn't been cleaned in time.

When they got close, Bai Chen keenly noticed that there were still a small amount of thick ice formed by accumulated snow on some places on the surface of the car.

In this area of ​​the Cliff Village, the current season's temperature is not too high, and the melting speed of those thick ice is quite slow.

Soon, the convoy passed the verification, swiped their cards into Cliff Village, and stopped at the side of the small square in front of the office.

"Let's go, go down and say hello to your colleagues." Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze and said to Long Yuehong and the others with a smile.

Shang Jian Yao immediately nodded: