Embers Ad Infinitum

Gu Bo...Long Yuehong took down the name and asked about other things.

After chatting for a while, he politely said goodbye, looking for other people to ask for advice.

Twenty or thirty meters away from him, Bai Chen wore a scarf and changed his clothes. With the help of shadows and pedestrians, he silently followed him.

This is a special arrangement made by Jiang Baimian.

In the "old tune group", those who need to accumulate "single action" experience are also two people, Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong, and the former needs to worry about what major things he will do. Therefore, Jiang Baimian lets Bai Chen secretly Follow Long Yuehong to make sure that he does not have any accidents, while she is responsible for watching Shang Jianyao and not causing trouble to Tarnan's fathers and villagers.

"At the crossroads of life," Shang Jian Yao stood there, looking right, left, and forward, as if he was caught in a fierce inner struggle.

After a while, it seemed that he finally made up his mind and walked to the mission site of the "Forge Sect" on the right.

Well, the melting pot sect not only only has dance, but also the hot pot sacrament, which is indeed more tempting than other sects... Jiang Baimian in the distance saw this scene and nodded quite understandingly.

Next, Shang Jianyao joined the ranks of the group dance, moving his body to the beat of the drum, sometimes shouting loudly:

"Praise you, the door to the new world!"

Kind of pious... Jiang Baimian got closer and smelled the rich and alluring fragrance of fried chicken wings.

This made her a little bit confused:

Doesn’t it mean that except for the local residents, everyone else in Tarnan lacks ingredients and can only make a living on cans, biscuits and energy bars?

Could it be that "Glory Scales" bought a lot of live chickens from local residents for the purpose of preaching?

Really willing...

After thinking about it, Jiang Baimian saw that the group dance of the "forge sect" came to an end temporarily. The man who presided over the ceremony took out the black book and talked about the beauty of the new world and the greatness of the "scorching door".

After hearing this for dozens of seconds, Shang Jianyao suddenly took out the vigorous monkey mask from his tactical backpack.

After putting on this mask, he turned his body and walked towards the opposite side confidently and confidently.

Walked to the opposite side.

"..." Jiang Baimian watched Shang Jianyao join the singing team and sang a sacred song with the group of people who believed in "Broken Mirror".

He seemed to have been observing for a long time, the lyrics and tune weren't really wrong.

Do you think you are another person wearing a mask? Jiang Baimian couldn't help but slandered.

This idea just emerged, and she suddenly felt that she might have become "another person."

It's really hard... she said sincerely.

After singing a song, not long after the clergy began to preach, Shang Jianyao quietly withdrew from the team and returned to the center of the street.

He quickly took off the monkey mask, with a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the tactical backpack and took out another mask.

This is a fat pig mask with exaggerated nostrils.

Jiang Baimian peeked a little dumbfounded:

When did this guy bring out Xiao Hong's mask?

Well prepared...

Shang Jian Yao changed his mask and walked towards the iron pan with fried chicken wings without looking back.

So, Xiaohong ate it, not you? Jiang Baimian tried to speculate on Shang Jianyao's ideas.

After bypassing the thin pillar on which people were standing, Shang Jian Yao walked to the side, forced a **** road from the waiting crowd, and approached the iron pot.

The person in charge of fried chicken wings is an old man with a white beard, a man from Red River, blue eyes, a height of over one meter, and a red apron.

"You are from the sect of'Glory Scale'?" Shang Jianyao asked in Honghe language.

After staying in Hongshiji for a while, his Honghe language became more and more fluent.

The old man with white beards watched the frying pan and replied with a smile:

"Yes."

This is the first batch of chicken wings tonight.

"Which old age do you admire?" Shang Jianyao acted as if he intended to join.

After asking, he recovered his politeness:

"what is your name?"

"Just call me Mike." The old man with white beard and red apron responded with a smile, "We believe in the "Golden Balance" in June. He holds the balance point for a year, which is symmetry and balance. The symbol of. The old world was destroyed because something was out of balance."

It can be seen that he has a wealth of experience in missions, and can clearly explain the authority and power of his gods in a few words.

After speaking, he glanced at Shang Jianyao and asked casually:

"Are you from the Redstone Collection?"

Except for the settlements controlled by the vigilant sect, people in no place like to wear masks all the time, and the related parish with the closest connection to Tarnan is only Redstone Ji.

"You can see it?" Shang Jianyao "shocked".

Mike didn't know for a moment whether he really felt that he was perfectly disguised, or he was joking.

He raised his finger to his face and said:

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Yes, I, Gu Zhiyong, came from Redstone Collection." Shang Jianyao admitted his "origin" frankly.

He immediately added:

"I am not a believer in'You Gu'."

Obviously, the followers of "You Gu" can't fool the fried chicken wings... Jiang Baimian, who was crowded in the crowd on the opposite side, slandered.

She was right in her guess:

It was "Long Yue Hong" who chose "Glory Scale" to fried chicken wings, not Shang Jian Yao!

——Gu Zhiyong is Long Yuehong's pseudonym.

The origin of this pseudonym is that Long Yuehong's mother's surname is Gu, and his father's name has the word "Yong".

After knowing this pseudonym, Jiang Baimian exhausted all his strength to resist the urge to laugh.

"Really? Are you interested in our sect?" Mike naturally would not let go of the opportunity to develop believers.

"Yes." Shang Jianyao nodded without hesitation, "Where did your chicken wings come from? Can Tarnan get so many chicken wings?"

Just as Mike was about to speak, his eyes suddenly focused.

He skillfully picked up the fried chicken wings and put them on the strainer.

The enticing fragrance is getting stronger and stronger.

"It's your turn." Mike looked to the group of people on the left.

The group of people walked to the front of the pillars, lined up, and picked up the fried chicken wings that were no longer so hot.

"Others don't panic, there will be more later." Mike said to Shang Jianyao and the others.

When the group of people received fried chicken wings one by one, most of them opened their arms and said prayers.

This is roughly divided into two categories, one is "all things balance" and the other is "balance of glory".

After distributing the batch of fried chicken wings, Mike bent down, picked up the new chicken wings, and put them into the pan.

After doing these things, he turned his head and answered Shang Jianyao's previous question:

"These are all brought in from outside. Our sect has a special freezing truck and a self-built chicken farm."

chicken farm? Isn't something wrong with your sect? Jiang Baimian's mouth moved slightly.

This turned out to be a sect that specializes in building chicken farms for believers to enjoy the sacrament!

It sounds so harmless to humans and animals... Yes, it is only harmful to poultry!

Mike continued:

"We don't have so many resources. Only the Great Mass every month can allow believers to enjoy the sacrament.

"You are lucky. Yesterday was our sect's big mass. This batch of chicken wings is the last remaining. The above special batch can be used for missionary purposes."

"Oh, oh." Shang Jian Yao, wearing a fat pig mask, nodded repeatedly.

He turned to ask:

"What is the doctrine of your sect?"

He has always been very professional in playing missionary objects.

Mike's expression became solemn:

"The core of our doctrine has just been said, there are only two words:

"Symmetry and balance.

"We must maintain a balance in everything we do. This includes the balance of your state, the balance of your body fluids, the balance of your emotions, the balance between you and your family, and the bigger picture, the balance between man and nature. Balance, the balance between human groups, the balance between people and sub-persons, the balance between people and the old...

"Symmetry is the most beautiful phenomenon in the world. Asymmetrical things are dirty and ugly..."

Mike talked about the concept of "Glory Scale" one by one, Shang Jian Yao listened very attentively, and echoed a few words from time to time.

After a while, he also specially reminded:

"The chicken wings are ready."

"Ah, yes." Mike quickly fished out the fried chicken wings and said to the crowd on Shang Jianyao, "It's your turn."

Shang Jianyao took the lead and came to the front of the iron pot. His speed and determination made people breathtaking.

Soon, he received a chicken wing that was deep-fried until golden, and after one bite, he said with a mouth full of oil:

"good to eat……"

Jiang Baimian saw this scene, UU reading www. uukanshu. The com expression becomes quite complicated.

After eating the fried chicken wings, Shang Jianyao asked very politely:

"Do you care if believers worship other persistent years?"

"It's definitely not going to work!" Mike responded decisively.

Shang Jian Yao nodded slightly:

"Then I will think about it again."

After speaking, he turned his body, returned to the center of the street, and took off the fat pig mask as quickly as possible.

Seeing that Shang Jianyao had walked to the other side of the street, Jiang Baimian glanced at the batch of chicken wings that had just been cooked, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out the crowd.

She followed for a while, and suddenly there was a noise in front of her.

A group of people gathered in the middle of the street, not knowing what happened.

Seeing Shang Jian Yao rushing over to see the excitement, Jiang Baimian moved closer curiously. Based on his height, he stood on his toes and looked inside.

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The one surrounded in the center seemed to be a person.

"Who?" Jiang Baimian asked the onlookers in front of him.

The man said without looking back:

"The survivor who returned from the southwest mountainous area in the afternoon, he ran out of the hospital."

"The matter of the'higher unintentional'?" Jiang Baimian suddenly realized.

"Yes." As soon as the onlookers in front responded, the middle area changed.

Someone asked:

"Zhang Jiu, where are the others in your team?"

After a brief silence, a rough voice shouted with unspeakable fear:

"Dead! All dead!"

The person who asked the question asked:

"Who killed them? That ‘higher unintentional’?"

The rough voice was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed loudly:

"It's me! It's me!"