The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 127 Heading to the Temple of the City God (1)

After Song Lanyi said that he believed that "human nature is evil", everyone was taken aback.

It's not that the saying "nature is inherently evil" is too rare.

On the contrary, for so many years, the secular sayings about "nature is inherently good" and "nature is inherently evil" have criticized each other, and for a while it was difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior.

It's just...they thought that girls like Song Lanyi, who grew up in an environment of love and care, would yearn for kindness more, and would be more likely to support the statement that "sex is inherently good".

But the opposite is true.

I could only hear Song Lanyi continue, "As far as I'm concerned, human nature tends to be evil and chaotic when born. Idiots don't know anything when they are young, but they naturally learn to crush ants to death. From our point of view , This is just a trivial matter, but for ants, isn't this a kind of evil?"

"People do evil because they have desires in their hearts. There is no end to desire, and no end to evil thoughts."

Some people wondered, "But everyone can't avoid desires. From this point of view, isn't the world full of evil thoughts?"

Hearing this, Song Lanyi raised the big bronzing book in his hand, and smiled, "That's why education is needed. Isn't it true that the so-called subduing the people is morality, and gradually people are educated? Walking in the world of mortals, always It is to have an invisible dogma to bind oneself."

"This thing is nothing but morality and enlightenment. Only with etiquette, integrity, good and evil, can one know what one wants to do but cannot do."

Although Song Lanyi's remarks are supporting the statement that sex is inherently evil, as far as Pu Song is concerned, he cares more about the second half.

Educate all the people in the world, so as to control the evil thoughts in their hearts.

Pu Song patted Song Lanyi's shoulder. He didn't argue whether this sentence was right or wrong, but just encouraged him: "You and I are the same. I hope that the dust and mist will benefit the mountains and seas."

Even if you are as small as dust, you have to fill the mountains and seas.

Be it Song Lanyi or Pu Song, they are all dust in front of the mighty world and all the saints and all the people.

When the morning sun broke, the group looked at the sky and dragged the body of "He Bo" back to the village.

All night last night, the residents of the village could hear the roaring and crashing of the village head.

That's why when the day was bright, many villagers were still apprehensive and didn't dare to go out. It wasn't until the students of Bailu Academy tirelessly persuaded them many times that these villagers tried to get out of the house.

As the saying goes, if there is one, there are two. When there is the first person to eat crabs, the remaining villagers will come out one after another.

Even the academy students who had been mentally prepared couldn't help but gasp when they saw the dense sores on their bodies.

They couldn't help but think of the "true god" whose soul had been smashed to pieces earlier, and their emotions were so complicated that it was hard to describe in words.

Song Lanyi has almost made perfect with practice.

The knife in her hand fluttered, and every time she moved her wrist, a piece of flesh and blood would be picked out.

Wang Steward was on the side, worried from the beginning, and finally concentrated on watching, and even murmured, "Yiyi's level, he must be a good player when killing porpoises during the Chinese New Year."

The so-called dolphins are pigs.

It's just that the surname Zhu is now called "Din" for fear of breaking a taboo.

Hearing Steward Wang's words, Pu Song:?
He looked at Song Lanyi, who was covered in human blood, and he couldn't imagine her as a butcher who was holding a pig's ear, raising a knife and dropping it, where the pig's blood was splashing.

When all the villagers were treated, an octogenarian walked out of the crowd.

His body looks rickety, because he has been suffering from ghost face sores for many years, and his back is habitually hunched.

"Xiaomin, thank you all the knights for your help... I don't know where the knights are going?"

When he said this, the old man subconsciously glanced at He Bo's body on the ground.

Wang Butler had always had a low sense of presence before this, and he seemed to be a housekeeper in charge of Song Lan's basic necessities of life.

But he is an old man, even though his cultivation may be inferior to the young students here, but the things he has experienced in ordinary times are more salty than these students have eaten.

He keenly noticed the abnormality of the old man, squinted his eyes slightly, and put on a three-point smile before saying anything.

I could only hear him casually saying, "Where is this going, is there anything I should pay attention to?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then pointed to He Bo's corpse on the ground, "My lords, if you come here for them, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

Steward Wang frowned, "What's the point of that? Could it be that with so many of us, we are no match for a false god?"

Hearing the word "false god", the old man's expression suddenly changed, "My lord, don't say such things again! This muddy water is not for you!"

Everyone looked at each other, and in the end it was Song Lan's tender face, who seemed the easiest to be believed.

Song Lanyi said in surprise, "Why did the old man say that? This Hebo, the true god, and the weird rules in the dark night are all solved by us. Could it be that we can't solve the so-called fake... gods?" ?"

Hearing this, the old man sighed and sighed, "Little girl, do you think this is the first time you have come to the southern border? Almost all the gods in the southern border are inextricably linked. As far as I have heard, only Hebo here knows dozens of lake lords and water gods, not to mention those wild gods hidden in the mountains and fields that no one worships."

It sounds like... the situation in the southern border is even worse than Song Lanyi and others imagined.

Pu Song and Song Lanyi looked at each other, nodded slightly, Song Lanyi understood.

She smiled and said, "Old man, can you tell me where are those gods located?"

Seeing that Song Lanyi's group of people were obsessed with obsession, the old man shook his head and sighed, and walked into the thatched hut with his back on his back.

Then, he held a well-preserved parchment scroll. On the parchment scroll, the locations of temples, large and small, in the southern region were marked, and the gods to which these temples belonged were even noted on the side.

Seeing the astonished eyes of Song Lanyi and the others, the old man gave a wry smile, "I used to be as confident as you, and I was determined to travel all over the rivers and rivers in the southern border to expel the gods and ghosts. But the result is... I have ghost face sores, and I can only I stole a map, returned to the village in despair, and since then... I have never been able to recover from illness."

The old man is obviously still not optimistic about them.

But Song Lanyi didn't care, she saluted the old man seriously, "Thank you."

After that, after bidding farewell to everyone in the village, I walked in the direction of the nearest Town God's Temple on the map.

The so-called City God is equivalent to the patron saint of a place, the local snake of a city.

If you want to inquire about some news, you can find this so-called City God... it's perfect.

Along the way, Pu Song kept playing with the token in his hand, as if he was thinking about entering the "underworld" where these gods lived and connected through this token.

(End of this chapter)