sinovels Chapter 36 Moon Goddess
Chapter 36 Moon Goddess
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Lin Qiao was confused.
Originally, he just wanted to prevent a murder case, so why did he somehow gain a believer?
It's useless to believe him!
He is not a god.
Lin Qiao turned his head, wanting to decline.
Unexpectedly, Arthur took a step back, blinked his eyes, and looked innocent.
That young man was also very clever, he knelt down in front of Lin Qiao, and begged, "Please save us!"
Lin Qiao: "...Isn't it already saved?"
Anyway, no homicide happened under his nose.
The young man's face was bitter: "The lord is dead, if other people find out, we won't be able to live..."
Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west.
The nobles in this territory died, and the news spread to Wangcheng, the royal family will definitely send someone over to inherit the territory.
When the new lord comes, the slaves will suffer the same fate.
As for leaving here?
They are slaves and have no identity. As long as they leave this territory, they will be caught soon. If they are lucky, they will be sold again by slave traders. If they are not lucky, they may be reduced to an even worse black market.
Calculated one by one, they have no way out.
Except—believe in this new god.
Facing the earnest gazes, Lin Qiao bit the bullet and said, "Where... are you from? Do you want to go home?"
The boy's expression was gloomy: "We don't have a home."
Lin Qiao was surprised: "Why not?"
The young man explained in a low voice.
These people are the slaves of the nobles in the territory.
No matter in which country, a slave cannot exist as a "person".
Of course, there are many kinds of slaves.
The lowest slaves are serfs.
Being captive in the manor, doing farm work day and night, and dying one crop after another, it is a cheap consumable.
And boys and girls like this are the private pets of nobles.
I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but they have beautiful faces. In order to ensure their youth and beauty, they don't need to work and don't need to eat whips. They are raised well, just to wait for the day they will be sent to the slaughterhouse.
It sounds a bit different, but the essence is still the same.
The boy's voice trembled a little: "We... were selected and given to the lord. We have traveled a long way, and we don't know where our home is..."
Lin Qiao touched the tip of his nose: "Is it just you guys? Are there others?"
Boy: "There are more."
Lin Qiao: "Where is it?"
Boy: "They're all locked in the basement."
In the territory of the Moon Goddess, the custom of moonlight sacrifices has always been preserved.
Every time there is a full moon, believers of the Moon Goddess will collect some beautiful teenagers and girls and dedicate them to the Moon Goddess.
Under the grace of the moonlight, the blood of these teenagers and girls can restore youth.
Of course this is not without cost.
After this night, the boys and girls will be like flowers whose roots have been cut off, and will quickly wither and die.
This is not a price for the nobles.
To pay the souls and lives of some slaves, you can get youth, this deal is really a bargain.
Therefore, people hold moonlight sacrifices almost every month, and the number of slaves consumed each time can reach a terrifying number.
After Lin Qiao finished listening, she frowned: "Does the Moon Goddess not care?"
The young man was at a loss: "I don't know, maybe it's because... I'm not a believer in the moon."
Lin Qiao looked at Arthur.
Arthur pierced through everything indifferently: "God, never cares about what people think."
Lin Qiao: "But..." He became entangled, "Continuing to hold the Moonlight Festival like this, sooner or later, there will be not enough slaves."
A ring on a ring.
Greed knows no bounds.
When the slaves were not enough, it was the turn of the common people.
The civilians have run out... Shouldn't it be time for the down-and-out little nobles?
You can't see it in a day or two, but after a year or two...ten years or 20 years, the crisis will always be exposed.
Do gods really not care about believers at all?
Lin Qiao couldn't figure it out.
It may be because he is looking at the problem with human thinking, so he can't understand the intention of the gods.
Arthur gave a reasonable answer: "Just wait until the continent is unified."
Now the Moon Goddess exchanges some of her slaves for the firm belief of others.
It doesn't matter if you lose some people now, as long as you can gain the faith of the entire continent, everything is worth it.
But this also shows from the side that the gods really don't take believers seriously.
Lin Qiao was in a complicated mood: "Is it really necessary for the gods to exist?"
The boy didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
Lin Qiao shook his head: "It's nothing, take me to see other people."
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Moonlight melts.
For tonight's banquet, the castle was dressed up.
Scarlet carpets were spread on the floor, exquisite vases were placed in the corridor, and even the air was filled with fragrant fragrances.
After experiencing the panic just now, even though it was a bit messy, it can still be seen that it is luxurious and extravagant.
After the death of the master Andre, all the servants of the castle ran away. The castle is wide and quiet, like a dormant steel monster.
Under the guidance of the young man, he walked along the corridor and came to the opposite direction from the banquet hall.
The further you go in, the dimmer the surrounding light becomes.
Gradually, Lin Qiao smelled a faint smell of blood.
The boy came to the secret door according to his memory, and when he pushed it open, there was a gloomy secret passage behind.
The secret passage leads to a dark and damp room.
The lights are dim.
One can see figures crowded together.
In order to prepare for the Moonlight Festival, Andre bought a batch of slaves from slave traders, some of which had been consumed, and the other part was locked up here.
Maybe it was because they had been locked up for too long, these people looked numb, even if they heard someone coming in, it only caused a small commotion, and then quickly quieted down.
Seeing so many people, Lin Qiao felt a headache.
He seems to have found a problem for himself.
Originally, I just wanted to save people, but I didn't expect that saving people is not so simple, and I have to deal with the aftermath.
He couldn't just leave it alone.
If these people are ignored, it will be like pushing them into the bottomless abyss again.
But how should these people be accommodated?
Lin Qiao began to worry.
You have to find a place to put them down first.
Then we must give them a certain amount of protection, and have an identity that has been revealed, so that they will not be reduced to slaves again.
Where to find such a place?
Lin Qiao himself didn't know where to go next, let alone bring such a group of people with him.
He looked at Arthur.
Arthur: "?"
Lin Qiao really couldn't think of a solution, so he could only joke, "Why don't I take this group of people and form a country."
Arthur gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."
Lin Qiao: "Do you think I can do it?"
Arthur asked, "Why not?"
Seeing Arthur's confident appearance, Lin Qiao was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you know what it takes to establish a country?"
He felt that Arthur could not answer the question.
Unexpectedly, Arthur really knew, and said seriously: "A piece of land, a city, and a god."
That being said, it really doesn't seem to be the case.
land, there is.Right here.
There is also a city.Anyway, Andre is dead, and he can completely inherit his inheritance, which should be regarded as compensation to the victim.
There are also gods...does the one given for nothing count?
After thinking about it, Lin Qiao thought it was a good idea.
But he thought of another question: "What if the other gods disagree?"
Now there are only four gods with official endorsements, and only these four gods own the country and territory. Now that a god suddenly appeared to share the cake, it must not be so easy to accept.
Arthur: "Whoever disagrees, kill him."
Lin Qiao: "..."
This is too simple and rude.
But with Arthur's words, there is a little bit of bottom line.
He said to the boy, "You count the number of people and bring them out."
The young man still had some prestige among these people, and quickly counted the number of people, and led them to the hall on the first floor of the castle.
"There were 35 people in total, 14 men and 21 women."
Lin Qiao stood on the stairs, and at a glance, people were next to each other, all of them were young girls with fair faces.
They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao coughed lightly: "I..."
The sound echoed in the hall.
Attracted some people's attention.
It was the first time for Lin Qiao to speak in front of so many people, and she felt a little flustered, but she still managed to finish what was on her mind.
The first sentence is: "There is good news-Andre, the lord here, is dead, and you are free."
These people were very unfamiliar with the word "freedom", and it seemed that they heard it for the first time, which caused a small-scale conversation.
But more is silence.
Lin Qiao waited for them to calm down before saying the second sentence: "However, the kingdom may send another lord to inherit this territory. I can't guarantee that the next lord will be kind and benevolent, or brutal and bloodthirsty."
One after another, people raised their heads.
Lin Qiao: "Now, there is a choice in front of you." He spoke more and more smoothly, "You can choose to leave here and find a new master for yourself. Or... stay here and become your own master .”
Lin Qiao's voice was crisp and clear, like a gurgling spring in the forest, and every word could be heard clearly.
For these slaves, what he said was profound, and some words were simply incomprehensible.However, it can make people involuntarily listen carefully.
After Lin Qiao finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Make your choice, no matter which one it is, I will not refuse."
The slaves had already learned about what had happened from the young man, and after a short period of turmoil, everyone agreed to stay.
In fact, they have no better place to go.
Lin Qiao asked the boy—the boy's name was Nick—to let him lead the others to rest in the castle.
Nick probably has some leadership skills, and he easily made all the slaves obey him.
In less than 10 minutes, the crowd of people in the hall had disappeared.
Lin Qiao relaxed and felt a little tired. He leaned on Arthur's shoulder and muttered, "Should I not do so much?"
Arthur: "Just do it."
Lin Qiao thought about it.
Also.
Anyway, they have nothing to do now, so it's better to do good deeds and settle these people down.
Lin Qiao thought of something: "Can I prevent them from believing in you?"
Arthur didn't care: "Yes."
Lin Qiao looked up for a while, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the top of Arthur's head: "Arthur, you are so kind." His voice was soft, "Why are you so kind to me?"
Arthur: "Because..." he said uncertainly, "Because I'm your believer."
Jojo said it.
To fall in love is to be each other's gods.
Now that he is a follower of Jojo, he should do what a follower should do.
Arthur's logic is simple and can be seen through at a glance.
Lin Qiao sneered: "Then I am also your believer, what should I do?"
Arthur's request was very low: "Jojo, give me a kiss."
Lin Qiao put his hand on Arthur's shoulder, leaned over, and kissed him on the side of the cheek.
I want to run after kissing.
But Arthur took a step faster, reached out and pressed the man in his arms, his eyes darkened: "Jojo, it's not enough."
Demons are greedy and can never be satisfied.
Lin Qiao watched Arthur approach, and the dark red hair swept over the earlobe, bringing a tingling feeling.
Breathing is slightly disturbed.
He saw Arthur's Adam's Apple rolling up and down slowly, and a magic pattern loomed on his skin.
I don't know how long it took.
Lin Qiao's fingers curled up tightly, grabbing Arthur's back.
There was a "boom".
His back hit the wall.
Lin Qiao felt that the surrounding air was being sucked away, and he couldn't breathe at all: "Arthur...wait a minute..."
Arthur: "Wait for what?"
The ends of Lin Qiao's eyes were moist, and a teardrop tremblingly hung on the eyelashes: "I always feel...as if someone is watching us."
Upon hearing this, Arthur slowly raised his eyelids, facing a certain void above.
……
The water mirror shakes.
click-
A crack ran through the entire mirror, extending out a pattern like a spider's web.This makes the picture above blurry.
The God of Knowledge reached out to stop it.
But it only delayed the shattering of the mirror for a while, and finally shattered into countless starbursts.
The gods looked at each other.
The God of Knowledge withdrew his hand and asked, "What should we do now?"
The goddess of abundance watched from the sidelines: "Didn't the light say that he has a way?"
This time, the attention of all the gods was attracted to the God of Light.
In the light curtain, the God of Light remained motionless.
The Goddess of Plenty is still fanning the flames: "I really believe in the words of the light, it's all over now, that one has already started to form a country."
The four of them are not enough for the beliefs on this continent, let alone the Lord of the Abyss who is now inserted sideways.
The faces of the gods are not very good-looking, especially the goddess of the moon.
The kingdom of the Lord of the Abyss is established on his territory, isn't this just slapping him in the face?
The goddess of the moon said coldly: "Guangming, if you have no other way, I can only use my own way."
The God of Light finally spoke: "As you please."
The Moon Goddess snorted coldly, and with a wave of her hand, the moonlight sank and disappeared into the void.
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at the same time.
Castle.
The moonlight dissipated and the sky shone brightly.
Lin Qiao came to the terrace of the castle and looked down.
Andre is a viscount, and the territory under his name is not too big, there is only a field in the east, an orange grove in the west, and a river in the distance.
For a country, this is a place the size of a fingernail.
But for their group, it is enough.
Lin Qiao wrote and drew, planning how to use this piece of land.
Halfway through writing, he thought of the dream he had last night.
Repeated dream.
Another pure white space.
And those voices that keep repeating.
Been listening for so long that it seems like I can still hear the echo now.
He pinched his ears, feeling a little headache.
Arthur came over from behind and put his hand on Lin Qiao's shoulder lightly.
Lin Qiao wanted to complain, but he didn't say anything. There seemed to be a force in his subconscious that prevented him from speaking out.
His lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Lin Qiao put away the pen and paper.
Decided to arrange for the people who were rescued last night first.
After a night's rest, the mental state of those people improved a lot, not as numb and pale as they were at the beginning.
They put on new clothes and looked brand new.
Nick had faintly become the leader of this group of people, and he stood up and said, "An envoy, we are all willing to believe in the Lord of the Abyss!"
Lin Qiao froze for a moment.
Wait... The Lord of the Abyss is a well-known evil god!
You changed your beliefs so easily, isn't it a little too fast?
What he doesn't know is that for these people, it doesn't matter whether the god they believe in is good or bad.
Because in the mainstream system, there is no god who can accept people like them.
It's true that Lin Qiao wanted to save these people, but he didn't want to make them believe in the Lord of the Abyss.
All this is not done to spread faith.
Lin Qiao really wanted to say that he was a person without faith, but felt that these people might not be so receptive, so he said tactfully: "You can think about it again. After all, you can't gain anything by believing in the Lord of the Abyss."
The crowd fell silent.
Lin Qiao changed the subject: "There is a lot of grain piled up in the warehouse of the castle, Nick, take someone to clean it up, count the amount of grain, and see how long it can last."
It took an afternoon to finally count the amount of grain in the granary.
God knows why those nobles hoarded so much food.
The sacks of wheat were almost out of the warehouse, and some of them were moldy and rotten before they could be eaten.
The moldy and rotten ones were removed, and the remaining grain was enough for so many of them to eat for a while.
But no matter how much food there is, there will be a day when we can sit and eat.
Lin Qiao arranged for some people to reclaim farmland outside the castle and plant food crops, while others went to clean up the orange grove.
There were wild beasts in another forest, which was too dangerous, so no one was allowed to go there.
The castle suddenly became orderly.
These people used to be slaves. Even though they have gained some freedom now, the principle of obeying orders is still engraved in their bones.
Once I had work to do, I settled down and went to work busily.
All of a sudden, only Lin Qiao and Arthur were vacant in the castle.
Just when Lin Qiao was thinking about finding something to do, he saw Nick walking in eagerly.
Nick was very agile, and Lin Qiao had a good influence on him. He asked, "What's the matter?"
Nick lowered his head, faltered and hawed, and expressed his intention.
What he meant was that he has devoutly believed in the Lord of the Abyss, and he has attracted so many people to join the religion. It can be said that he has paid a lot for the Abyss God Sect. Can he be regarded as one of his own and a little priest?
Lin Qiao: "..."
I didn't expect it to be quite self-motivated.
Lin Qiao didn't want to preach among this group of people. He was mistaken and misunderstood before. Now that he said that, he had no choice but to correct him: "I don't believe in religion. I said that before just to deceive people."
Nick's face was shocked, as if he had never encountered anyone who could deceive people with gods.
Lin Qiao continued: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you believe in the Lord of the Abyss or not, you can still stay here, and you won't be ignored just because of this."
"Not only I don't care, but the Lord of the Abyss doesn't care either."
"and also……"
The sound stopped.
It wasn't that Lin Qiao didn't continue talking, but that he was afraid that if he continued, Nick's world view would be cracked.
Also.
For aboriginal people like them, it should be a terrible thing to have no belief in gods.
So Lin Qiao stopped talking and said, "There is no way to make you a little priest, but... you can be a little leader."
Nick repeated the awkward word: "Little leader?"
Lin Qiao: "Yes, that is, you can lead the people under you."
Nick vaguely understood what it meant, probably because he became the leader of this group of people and could have certain rights.
He did not refuse.
Even, he is not so resistant to not having faith.
After all, in the past, slaves were not worthy of believing in gods.
Lin Qiao and Nick chatted for a few more words.
While talking, Nick secretly glanced at Lin Qiao who was sitting by the window.
The black-haired boy leaned there casually, the sunlight outside the window shone on the side of his face, showing a delicate luster.
Even finer and smoother than fine oriental porcelain.
It's not that Nick hasn't seen good-looking people.
But none of those people seemed to be comparable to the black-haired boy in front of him.
Not just looks.
And soul.
Those pitch-black eyes were clear and bright, and no matter who they looked at, they would not look down on them at all.
Those people are exquisite and beautiful, but they have no soul. They are caged sparrows and silk flowers held by the nobles, and a little wind and waves can destroy them.
But teenagers are not.
He is tough and clear, he is a clear spring flowing in the mountains, and a pearl rising from the sea. The storm cannot knock him down, but can make him shine brighter.
Nick was fascinated.
Just as he was staring intently, a displeased look came from his side.
Turning his head, he met the gaze of the red-haired youth.
Shocked, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to have any other thoughts.
Nick's heart was beating fast, and he was racking his brains for what to say next.
But all the words are so pale, unable to explain his offense.
Fortunately, the knock on the door from behind broke the embarrassment at this time.
A person hurried in and said to Lin Qiao, "An envoy...we found a woman outside."
Lin Qiao sat up straight: "Woman, what woman?"
The man breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "The woman said that she got lost in our territory and wanted to see the lord."
"She...she is very beautiful, her name is Luna, she is as beautiful as moonlight..."
A crazy look appeared between his brows, and he said upside down: "She is really beautiful, I am willing to give everything for her—"
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