Full-level Grass Feeding Guide [End Times]

The cry is very thin and weak, if it is not for the good hearing of the awakened person, it will be difficult for passers-by to detect it.

Ji Jiu followed the crying sound curiously, thinking that he would see something exciting in such a gloomy place, but when he got closer, he realized that it was just an old man in a plain white dress crying under the moonlight.

The old man's hearing is bad, and it wasn't until Ji Jiu walked in front of her that he realized that someone was coming, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."

All junior believers are not allowed to stay in the church after dark and need to leave by themselves.

Ji Jiu tilted his head: "Why are you crying?"

The childlike words and eyes made the old man stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Because I miss my child so much, as long as I pray here, the Lord of Grace is willing to let my child see me."

Ji Jiu's eyes became more suspicious: "Your child is dead."

This is not a question, but a statement.

This is what his intuition told him, the old man seemed very sad, and it seemed like the white flowers in the rain were unwilling to wither, obviously he was such a weak human being.

Si Yinyuan rubbed Jijiu and nodded slightly to the old man for him: "Sorry."

The plain white skirt of the old man fluttered slightly. She was probably a very wealthy person before the end of the world. Even if she fell down after the end of the world, she still kept some of the etiquette of being a nobleman. She shook her head at Si Yin Yuan to show that she was fine.

The hand she raised was full of fine wounds left by working at the base. The old man didn't care at all, and said to Ji Jiu: "Do you know that although the dead were not chosen by the Lord of Grace, as long as People with close relatives are selected, and their souls can always accompany us when we pray, so I want to live, and I must live well for my children." The last sentence was barely audible, more like speaking to myself of.

After she finished speaking, she smiled apologetically: "Look at me, you are an intermediate believer, how could you not understand."

Ji Jiu: "Then you don't want to leave now because you miss it?"

The old man shook his head, and his silver hair was full of loneliness when he lowered his head: "Recently, there have been more and more rumors about the church outside, and even today someone broke in and caused a riot. I am really afraid..."

She didn't say what she was afraid of, perhaps because she was afraid that those rioters would have an impact on the church, or maybe she was afraid deep down in her heart that the recent rumors were true.

The old man said goodbye to them, took a last look at the direction of prayer in the hall, and left in a hurry.

For the first time, Ji Jiu realized that the existence of the church does have its meaning.

Probably this is the best thing about faith, instead of letting this dirty and pedantic empty shell of the church gradually expand.

When I got back to the dormitory, there was a figure squatting at the door drawing circles on the ground. When I saw them coming, I stood up excitedly.

The mouse that had been waiting for a long time suddenly squirmed, and stirred restlessly with its fingers: "You guys helped me this afternoon, right?"

Even after struggling in the slums for two years, he still showed a childish side to his savior.

Si Yinyuan raised his eyebrows, and his ordinary face let out a bit of coercion that didn't seem like ordinary people: "What are you doing here?"

There was no positive answer to the question, but another question was thrown.

The mouse froze for a moment, then opened its eyes suddenly: "Yes, it's you!? Those two people from that day?"

Hei Wu ran out of Ji Jiu's arms, and intentionally flicked his neck, making a motion to wring him.

The memory of being subdued for stealing things that day suddenly flooded up. The mouse was stiff and did not dare to move, as if the black ball of coal on its neck was a knife.

Ji Jiu snorted and threatened: "Quickly tell me, what are you here for?"

The black mist took advantage of the situation and grew bigger, baring its teeth and claws.

Si Yinyuan looked down at the "fierce" face around him, and his heart was teased again vaguely.

so cute...

The mouse wants to cry but has no tears, and the image of the savior collapses in his heart instantly.

His twitchiness was gone, replaced by the shrewdness he had practiced in the last days. He looked around, and after making sure there was no one there, he lowered his voice, "I'm here to find evidence of the church's murder."

"Evidence of murder?" Ji Jiu blinked curiously, "Why do you think the church is killing people?"

Mentioning this, the mouse's face darkened slightly, showing a bit of gloom: "It's because of my sister."

When the mouse was caught by him and begged for mercy that day, he said that he had a sister who was seriously ill to raise. Later, he said that was just a lie, but he did not expect to have a younger sister.

Ji Jiu tilted his head: "What happened to your sister?"

"She's missing..." The mouse's eyes gradually became disgusted. "Since our parents passed away, she spent half an hour every day going to church to talk to her parents' souls. Until two months ago, she went to church and never came back. Well, actually I’m not sure it’s the Church’s fault, but everyone in the nearest base is saying that what the Church enshrines is aberrations, and my sister must be…”

Unexpectedly, the public opinion has spread to such an extent, Si Yinyuan frowned slightly: "We will investigate the matter of your sister, don't take the risk of provoking the bottom line of the church alone."

The mouse still wanted to refute, but when it touched Si Yinyuan's serious eyes, he didn't dare to say a word, and bowed his head stubbornly.

Si Yinyuan: "Do you know what would happen if you were found there today?"

It was impossible to say no and be afraid. As soon as the mouse sighed, it was startled by the sound of footsteps behind them.

One of the roommates, a man with black-rimmed glasses, came over with a pile of bathing things after taking a shower, and looked at them blankly: "Aren't you going to wash?"

Ji Jiu grabbed the owner's arm and bent his eyes: "Of course!"

The conversation was cut off.

...

I thought they would be assigned to sweep the floor the next day, but I didn't expect that the senior believer just hurriedly called them together.

The person who used to be seductive when he saw Ji Jiu now only glanced away and looked away, sweating profusely and nervously, even his waist was straighter than before, solemnly said: "Wait a minute The leader will come to give you a speech, no slack is allowed!"

After hearing this sentence, everyone was shocked, and they whispered happily.

Si Yinyuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, that person was really in a hurry, he had lost a lot of faith after being suppressed by public opinion for two days, he had to come and see for himself to be at ease.

Ji Jiu didn't know how exciting it was to listen to someone who couldn't see his face clearly. He secretly reached out to hook the owner's hand, and moved it like a cat's claw. After being held back, he smiled like a small The fox squinted his eyes and whispered, "Brother Zheng, you pinched too hard."

Obviously he asked Ji Jiu to call him this name, but when he heard the young man call a name that didn't belong to him so intimately, Si Yinyuan felt uncomfortable inside. Rubbing the inside of Xia Jijiu's fair wrist.

People around were excited, and the little furtive interaction between the two of them became less conspicuous.

After drying them for about half an hour, the man finally appeared aloft.

Because of the incident in the reception room yesterday, he strengthened the defense around him, and the original twelve high-ranking believers increased to twenty.

When walking from a distance, it looks very grand.

The people around did not dare to show their anger, and watched him standing on the round platform with a circle of eager eyes, and some people were even so excited that tears came to their eyes.

Even the fanatical star chasing scene before the end of the world can't compare to the restlessness at this moment.

Only the electronic voice sounded under the mask of a monotonous smiling face: "Thank you for choosing to join the church."

Just one sentence made many people feel flattered. They opened their mouths to reply but did not dare to interrupt his speech. The missionary atmosphere at the scene made people feel that even if the leader pointed to a dog and called it a cat, these people would choose to believe without hesitation. .

Si Yinyuan frowned, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say why.

The people around fell silent, listening to him with fascination.

"The tower is coming, the moon is devouring the earth... When the Lord is bored... The civilization of the past is wiped out..."

"We do not seek the Garden of Eden...the refuge of the Lord is our destination."

Ji Jiu seemed to be listening to a book without words, his little head was sleepy little by little.

The leader's voice gradually became ethereal to his ears, Si Yinyuan was worried that he was really asleep, so he could only gently squeeze his hand underneath.

Ji Jiu suddenly sobered up, staring at the speech on the stage with big confused eyes.

Just at this time, the leader mentioned a concept and needed a demonstration. The people below changed from being too aggressive for fear of being disturbed to a crazy mode in an instant, and they all pushed forward with all their strength and squeezed forward: "Choose me! Me! "

Some people even shouted hoarse, their voices were broken, and their eyes were red.

Si Yinyuan's brows became more and more furrowed, and the feeling of something wrong in his heart gradually increased.

It's so weird, these people look like they've been drugged.

But because of the Viola chinensis that Jijiu mentioned before, he paid special attention to the drinking water and food inside the church yesterday, but found no problems.

Even those who were not distracted by the season wine mixed in raised their hands. He was squeezed into the owner's arms without being noticed at all.

Suddenly, the leader selected a believer. He pointed at that person and said loudly, "Yes, it's you."

The chosen person was instantly cast angrily by those believers, as if he was his father-killing enemy, wishing to replace him now.

After being scanned by so many lingering gazes, the mouse pointed at himself hesitantly: "Me?"

The leader nodded encouragingly from above. Everyone was so jealous that they had no choice but to give way to him.

The mouse walked up with frivolous steps, and the expression on his face was imperceptible. He looked like he was hit by a big prize and didn't dare to look up, but it covered up his unnatural acting skills. He looked like an unbelievable ordinary believers.

The leader lowered his head and asked, "Are you an ordinary person?"

Mouse nodded without hesitation.

The pale light shone on the smiling face, making it impossible to distinguish between emotions and anger.

The leader put his hands behind his back: "We are all equal. Although I am an awakened person, I never use supernatural powers. I never use supernatural powers to measure a person's value. Everyone is equal is the absolute truth in the last days."

No one thought there was a problem with this sentence, and there were varying degrees of obsession in their eyes.

Someone couldn't help sighing: "Your Highness is really great."

This sentence was agreed by most of the people present, and they kept nodding their heads in agreement.

The mouse glanced around unnaturally on the stage, but it didn't dare to look at this weird white mask. An eerie sticky feeling slowly climbed up to the heart, as if it wanted to squeeze it tightly and crush it.

I can't breathe...

hypocritical.

Ji Jiu thought so, and asked bluntly: "Is everyone equal because we are all failures?"

The clear voice dragged the mouse out of the imaginary hell, he stared blankly at Ji Jiu in the audience, his brain froze.

The noisy sounds around disappeared, and they looked at Ji Jiu with mouse-like eyes.

A trace of darkness flashed in Si Yinyuan's eyes, he stared closely at the leader, the golden flame in his body was ready to move.

In the next second, unexpected laughter came from behind the mask, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.

The leader nodded with obvious pleasure: "It seems that you must have listened to many of my speeches."

He stretched out his hand towards Ji Jiu, and the smiling face on the mask silently raised the same arc: "Come on, the Lord will definitely like you very much."

Ji Jiu's face remained unchanged, but he was very disgusted in his heart.

Vomit, who wants to be liked by a big meatball! ?

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