goddess of revolution

Chapter 48 Second Doctrine

Yuangou never expected that today he would meet the figure that gave him nightmares every night.

He felt that it might have been better if he had been killed by her that day.

But he is always a little unwilling, why, why?

From childhood to adulthood, he always wanted to be a good person and to be a normal person.

When his father passed away, he murmured that he regretted being a corpse hunter. He held Yuangou's hand and told him to move to another place and not to inherit his father's business.

At that time, he agreed, and after burying his father, he found that he didn't even have the capital to move.

And, even if you move, will there be a difference?

Maybe some people don't dislike the smell of fish all over, but if they are familiar with each other and know their past, will they still associate with him?

Ever since he picked up the first corpse from the river with his father, he understood why no one of his age was willing to play with him.

For others, no matter how clean they are in the river and how much grass fragrance they apply, they can't cover up the stench on their bodies.

And it still smells like corpses, which is countless times more disgusting than fish smell, although to him, there is no difference between the two.

"The son of the corpse hunter", "the corpse hunter", such an identity carries such a stench, even if his skin is peeled off, the smell of the corpse cannot be washed away.

He was beaten up at the entrance of the town when he was a child, and he never dared to approach the town again after that.Businessmen are far away from people, and the businessmen who are willing to approach him and the body collectors of the church are also wearing masks, like touching a leprosy patient, wishing to get things done in a flash.

These things are nothing if you get used to them, and life is not always like this.

Clothes, money, and jewelry stripped from corpses are no longer windfalls, but stable income.Compared with Mudlegs and even many people in the town, he is not poor.

Occasionally going to other towns in the north, or even the city of Conrad further north, drinking and chatting with people can also relieve the depression in my heart.

However, people outside have a lot of knowledge, and it's not the first time that their identities have been exposed. Every time, it's like putting their souls in a pot.I didn't feel much at first, but the pain became more heart-piercing as it progressed, and finally I felt numb like a boiled fish.

The key is not the smell that the nose smells, but the way others look at him, like looking at a monster like a ghoul.

Can't find a wife, use dead people, who is hindering you?

I'm not a pervert, but everyone thinks I'm a pervert. Since everyone sees me this way, why do I have to restrain myself?

Occasionally, Round Hook would think this way, but he knew that it was just to comfort himself.

Every time after doing that, after getting a little bit of pleasure, he was so disgusted that he wanted to cut off his thing.

He couldn't sleep well every night, always afraid that some evil spirits would come to him, cut off his neck, and take out his heart.

Two months ago, a treasure map and some money were found on the body. He was very excited and decided to be an adventurer and start a new life.

When he arrived in the town, he couldn't resist the temptation of the smell of wine, drank a mess, and was arrested back.

When the holy light of the little saint shrouded his body, those long-forgotten heartaches that had been covered up by the smell of corpses, followed by past memories, rolled out clearly one after another.

He wants to be a good person, to be a normal person, to be with everyone, to make everyone happy because of his existence, and to be praised for his efforts...

That's right, everyone is for me, and I am for everyone!

He felt that his life had a direction to move forward, and he was busy at the construction site of the church all day long. Every time he sweated on the construction site, his heart was enriched.

After that, the temple was completed, and he vaguely saw the goddess, and praised the goddess!He got a new life!
Yuangou dared to swear, that day, when he picked up the "corpse" with a pair of long white legs, he really didn't have any thoughts at first!
Well, just initially...

He also couldn't remember whether he touched it out of habit, or he wanted to touch it, or accidentally touched it, and it was inevitable to fish up the corpse.

But he couldn't deny it, when he saw such a fresh corpse with such crystal clear skin, he still couldn't help swallowing his saliva.When I touched it with my hand, I did have those thoughts in my heart.

So he felt that he was not wronged at all. He not only blasphemed Tina, but also blasphemed the hope given to him by the goddess.

But...but...

Why is his fate more miserable than the mud legs on the mountain?Just because he is a "corpse hunter"?
The reason why he has this identity is because he is the "son of the corpse hunter"?
Therefore, he is doomed to be unable to wash away the stink of his body and soul in this life, and cannot be redeemed in this life! ?

"You, you have paid the price, there is no reason to kowtow to me."

The crisp voice of the half-elf girl made Yuangou extremely ashamed and terrified, as well as endless pain and grievance.

He didn't dare to look up at the other party, so he had to stick his head to the ground and cry bitterly.

The girl continued: "I, I haven't thanked you yet, after all, you fished me out of the river, and you saved my life."

She spoke a little more fluently: "If you have any requests, I will try my best to help..."

The girl is full of confidence: "Money is not a problem!"

Round Hook's heart beat faster, he saw the lord, the relationship between the girl and the lord is unusual, maybe this is an opportunity.

"I, I dare not make any demands, I just want, want to return to the church!"

Speaking of the church, he became more courageous, raised his head and said, "I want to continue my practice! I want...to be with everyone..."

The girl was stunned. There was nothing she could do about it. "Uncle" Tarrence had personally sentenced this person to death.

Seeing the expression on the girl's face, Yuangou's heart sank, and he forced a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay if you can't, after all, I'm..."

His voice sank: "I'm a corpse hunter."

The girl looked at his expression, and something in her heart was suddenly touched. She said loudly: "What happened to the corpse hunter!? The corpse hunter must be a bad person, is he heinous? Even if you have done something before, then It means that this is the case in this profession, must it be like this? Devils are all qualified to believe in the Holy Light, why are corpse hunters equal to bad people, so they have no faith and no chance to be with everyone?"

Probably because of what I have seen and heard in the past few days, and what happened in the past, because this topic was mixed together, the girl seemed very excited: "Elves were originally a very noble race, why do everyone show obscene expressions when talking about elves now?" Expression? I also asked how many generations can be passed down, and how many times have they been bred? Why do nobles and even commoners set up tents as soon as they see the pointy one? The elves oppressed humans tens of thousands of years ago. Chased away by humans, he became a loser, but is that why elves and half-elves who look like elves have to be humiliated and tortured until now?"

"Isn't a corpse hunter a living thing? Isn't an elf a living thing? No matter what occupation or race, we all live in Fern, we all support ourselves by working, we all have parents, we all have children, we all want to live happily, we ...We are all the same! Everyone, no matter noble, commoner, corpse hunter, or half-elf, aren't they all the same!?"

The girl also choked up. She wiped away her tears and said loudly to Yuangou: "Look up! Corpse hunter! You want to practice, you want to gain faith, you can say it loudly, corpse hunter has this qualification!"

She turned her head and looked at Li Qi imposingly: "He will agree, but if he doesn't, I, I..."

After talking about it, I lost my momentum. I guess it was only at this time that I remembered who paid my salary.

At this moment, Li Qi was completely shocked.

Yuangou's expression gradually changed during Tina's narration, and his eyes gradually gathered a light that Li Qi felt familiar with.

He used the skill of divine vision, and in his sight, the faint light that still remained in Yuangou's body, which represented pan-believers, lit up again.

Strangely, it was not the cold white light inspired by Fei Ni, but the crystal holy light close to Tina.

"Pious believers... die..."

Seeing such a logo on Yuangou's body, Li Qi took a breath.

Sue death, that's what it means!
Thinking about it again, Li Qi became excited.

That's right!Sue, it can really be interpreted as this!
Fear of death is a starting point, the innate nature of mortals, and the prerequisite for the establishment of the concept of "mortal".

Ordinary people cherish life, ordinary people pursue happiness, ordinary people indulge in sensuality, ordinary people yearn for immortality, and all kinds of desires are rooted in such fears.

We are all the same...

This is not the only explanation for the priesthood of death, but just like Fenny's priesthood of pain, it is explained that pain makes people sober and people seek the truth. Cutting out this level from the priesthood of death can just be regarded as a new pillar?
"Corpse hunter, you can continue to practice."

Facing Shang Tina's expectant gaze, Li Qi said with a smile.

This corpse hunter still has a soul and is still working hard to do good. Compared with some of his colleagues in the earth world, his morals are as noble as a lotus flower growing out of mud.

Tina was overjoyed, and Yuangou kowtowed vigorously again.Although such an action is actually contrary to the teachings that Li Qi summed up on Tina, but it's not too hot, so let's do it for now.

"Thank you, Li Qi!"

Tina moved closer to him, blushing and said.

She was a little nervous again: "Just now, what you said just now was just casually, not about me, I am just like you, Li Qi."

"You're right, we're the same." Li Qi subconsciously reached out his hand, as if when he was teaching Fei Ni, he saw that Fei Ni had improved, and wanted to rub her hair: "And you spoke very well , I also want to thank you."

I stretched out my hand, only to realize that she is not Fei Ni, the height difference is too much, and I can't treat her like a child.

Tina first turned her head, rubbing her head, because she would touch her ears, so she was naturally disgusted.

But seeing Li Qi's gentle smile, she was a little reluctant to avoid it.

This employer actually tolerated her saying such exaggerated words, he is really a very good employer.

Wait, Li Qi is not my employer anymore, and I already have that kind of relationship with him, so even if it's... ears, it's okay, right?
In an instant, the half-elf's mind turned several times. Her head was turned outward first, and then turned inward, which was convenient for Li Qi to rub. After all, her height was about the same as Li Qi.

At this time, Li Qi had already withdrawn his hand, seeing her gesture, he raised his hand again, he couldn't disappoint the girl's kindness.

Seeing that Li Qi withdrew his hand, Tina quickly tilted her head, how embarrassing, he didn't rub it when she sent it by herself...

So, the hands and heads of the two played Tai Chi for a moment.

(End of this chapter)