world two

Chapter 4 The Drunken Idol
The Protoss is an ethnic group that all ethnic groups in the mainland believe in, but everyone has never seen the Protoss. Gods mainly exist in people's hearts.In normal times, all ethnic groups mainly communicate with the Protoss in one direction through temples, totems, sacrifices, etc. As for whether the Protoss heard it, there is no way of knowing.Therefore, in the mainland, human races, alien races, and other ethnic groups will worship gods and Buddhas in order to obtain good luck from the gods.

However, Xuanyi has the ability to communicate with the idol.

For a long time, whenever Xuan Yi felt lonely, he went to chat and joke with the idol.


On the outskirts of the capital, there are temples and the Daxiong Palace, where a statue of God Maitreya sits, and a group of believers burn incense and make wishes and bow their heads devoutly.Xuanyi leaned against a big banyan tree outside the courtyard, looked into the eyes of the god statue, and started chatting.


"Hey, you can do it, I collected so much incense money again today!"

"I've been sitting here without being able to move a single movement every day. It's been so hard. Why don't I charge some money?"

"That's what you are willing to stay still. You can manifest your spirit, stand up and walk around. Don't so many believers look forward to this scene?"

"Then you are wrong. The believers burn incense every day not to watch me move, they just want to have hope and sustenance, as if I can really hear their wishes and really help them. It’s just to fill their lack and anxiety. If I really wander around in this hall, they will probably faint from fright!”

"Yes, what you said is also reasonable, but I don't understand that you are sitting here at work every day. Why do you need so much incense money? You have no land to spend."

"Who said I don't have land flowers? The temple is closed at night, what am I doing? Still sitting stupidly? Of course, go to the back streets and alleys to listen to music and drink!"

"Ahaha, that's it, then you treat me tonight, let's have a drink!"


Back streets, inclined alleys, Baihua Tavern.


"Girl, I feel that you are not happy!"

"What, do you have a solution?"

"If you want to ask me, my solution is of course you burn incense and offer some sesame oil money, or you treat me tonight, or you worship me now, I will bless you!"

"Come on, you, you just scam money, what ability do you have?"

"At least, I can drink with you here!"

"That's right, you are my friend."

"Then tell me, what's wrong, girl."

"Well, I found out that I won't die."

"Pfft..." The idol almost laughed out loud.

"Girl, are you unhappy because you won't die? Are you trying to piss off all sentient beings? Do you know how many people come to me every day to bless them with immortality?"

"That's just because they know that their life is limited, and they never have to face what kind of life is 'not going to die', especially a life like 'only one person will not die', even a few lives. "

"I won't die either, who said you're the only one?"

"But you can't move! You can't go shopping with me, you can't play with me, you can only drink in such a sneaky way, what's the use?"

"..."


Zhuyeqing is actually a strong wine. Although the color is light yellow, it looks very light, and it is still a little sweet in the mouth, but then the strong aroma of the wine enters the mouth, swallows, and there is a hint of spicy aftertaste in the throat.As a high-alcohol wine with more than [-]% alcohol, Zhuyeqing has a special kind of drunkenness, which can't be felt after drinking, but after a few cups, it is obvious that there are some faint dizziness.


"If you can't die, you can't love!" Xuan Yi blushed slightly.

"Why?" The face of the idol also began to look like it was painted with rouge.

"After falling in love, he died of old age, and I was still alive, what a pain!"

"Isn't it cute enough? At least you have the memory of being in love!"

"But how many years later, those people who have shared memories with you have disappeared. How can I prove that the memories I left behind really existed? Everyone is dead. Even if I am alive, how can I prove that I have lived? "

"Girl, I feel this is a philosophical question. I belong to feudal superstition, not philosophy." The idol blushed and took another drink.

"So, I'm not happy." Xuanyi also picked up the wine glass and touched the empty wine glass that the statue drank, and then drank it down.

The statue squinted its eyes, as if smelling gossip, and said in a playful voice, "Hey, girl, are you in love?"

"Of course not!" Xuan Yi put down his wine glass and said sternly.It seems that falling in love is such a bad thing, we must draw a clear line with it.

But after a while, Xuan Yi relaxed again, and his tone became aggrieved, "Look at my mother, she fell in love with my father, and my father died, and she almost destroyed everything. I know, she is not expressing Angry, she's just saying she's in pain."

As she spoke, Xuanyi's voice began to choke, "I don't want to be in the same pain as her."

Saying that, Xuanyi started to cry, and the idol immediately panicked when he saw it, and quickly hugged Xuanyi, "It's okay, it's okay, girl, let's not fall in love! Those stinky boys are so stupid, We don't love them, good boy, it's okay."

Being embraced by the god statue, Xuan Yi began to cry loudly, the god statue hugged Xuan Yi while patting her on the head, "Girl, don't cry, if you cry again, I will be sad too!"

Looking at it from a distance, a drunken idol was holding a little girl in his arms, and kept wiping his tears with the sleeve of his torn clothes.

At the same time, in the 402 dormitory of Yunshang College in Beijing, the four boys officially met.

(End of this chapter)