Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1984 Mathematical Bliss (Forty)

Not very helpful, sir.

Fu Qian's arrival undoubtedly attracted the priest's attention, especially since the seat he sat in was so classic.

However, the judgment that he had not yet recovered from the blow was confirmed again at this moment.

The old priest just glanced over here, eager to try but didn't try it, and finally said nothing.

But the previous weak comments were not directed at him.

In Fu Qian's opinion, there is really no need to be too demanding of a clergyman who doesn't even know who he is serving.

The comments are for the object of his faith.

Even though he knew that he already had the seeds of ecstasy in him, he still ran to this church just to stimulate that "stomach".

The plan went smoothly. The other party recognized me, and from that moment on, the joy in my heart began to grow wildly.

It was not a mental shock in the ordinary sense, but a feeling of rotting from the core of an apple all the way outward. No matter how you look at it, it was like revenge when enemies met.

Unfortunately, until now, I have been truly possessed by demons, with all sorts of lustful thoughts running rampant, but there is still no extraordinary change in my body.

That’s right. One of the reasons for actively engaging in such suicidal behavior is to quench thirst with poison. In this way, try to turn yourself into a superman and prepare more chips for the next game.

It’s a pity that the influence of the “stomach” on this level of heaven looks like a church without even an emblem, and is subject to many restrictions.

The boiling joy is currently limited to the spiritual level.

Although it is not easy to resist this corruption, because the greatest significance of the seeds of ecstasy is to transform the core of the concept of "self" into joy itself.

This may be why it is difficult to get rid of inner demons.

Fu Qian, who had studied the nature of ecstasy many times, sighed lightly the next moment, looked at his nose, his heart, and the golden melon, and still stood up steadily.

Faced with his astonishing actions and appearance, the old priest just watched him all the way out of the church.

……

"What are you..."

Of course, no matter how surprised the old man was, the shock he felt was still not comparable to that of Godot.

He really didn't run away. He got in the car and continued on his way.

After the carriage ran for a while, he looked at Fu Qian holding the golden hammer in both hands and placing it in front of him like burning incense, and he finally couldn't help asking a question.

There was no way. On the one hand, his movements were strange, and on the other hand, the thing he was holding had just smashed a skull in front of him not long ago.

Just holding it like this really makes people feel cold.

"What are you afraid of?"

With a strong ability of empathy, Fu Qian turned his head and looked over.

The hammer in his hand shook, making people more and more frightened. In the end, he did not answer Godot, but chose to deal with the problem with a question.

"It's not that I'm afraid... I just can't understand it."

Godot didn't lose face too much. Under such a death gaze, he still maintained some composure.

"Even if you kill me, I will just reincarnate once more, but your sin will be even greater. Why do you want to do this?"

Not only did he explain the reason for his confidence, but he also tried to understand the logic behind Fu Qian's behavior.

"That's good. If you're still afraid, then Madam's death would have been in vain."

Unfortunately, as a hermit, how could he answer the question so rigidly? Fu Qian smiled and brought up the old matter again.

Even because of the joy raging in his mind, this laugh was meaningful and extremely contagious.

……

The lady died in vain... It was hard to tell, but Fu Qian believed that these words must have caused a stir in Godot's heart.

The carriage was quite quiet for a long time, and the latter was obviously thinking a lot.

It is extremely difficult to go against existing ideas, but given the bloody death as a backing, Brother Godot should still have a chance to understand.

"The sin we imagine is not actually a sin. Instead, the answer to transcendence lies within..."

And when he finally opened his mouth, it seemed that he had gained something.

And it makes sense.

If the soul under the skin in front of him is really the Lu Ming from before, this is the most direct explanation that can be thought of.

"But after committing a serious crime, the pain of inhuman reincarnation is real. More than one person has described that experience..."

Of course, it is the enlightenment stage after all, so confusion is inevitable. The next moment, Godot himself raised objections.

"Why commit such a serious crime? The guidance has always been before your eyes, but you never look at it and choose to suffer the consequences instead."

The golden melon in Fu Qian's hand stopped swinging, and he was no longer so frugal with his words, as if he was somewhat satisfied with Godot's understanding.

It’s right in front of me but I don’t want to see it… the burden of cause and effect…

Although the statement is a bit mysterious, for a group of people who have become obsessed with thinking about this matter, most of the time they only need to get through a layer of window paper.

"There are many people who hope for bliss—"

Before Godot, who was standing there like a statue, could say anything, he turned aside and looked straight ahead, and continued to speak.

"Some people seek shelter from the weak, blinded by a leaf, and wish for a feather to cover their bodies.

"Some people despise all schemes and calculations as nothing more than flattery of superficial appearances.

"Little did I know that after going through all the reincarnations, I only ended up with a body full of poison, and never really opened my eyes once...

"therefore--"

The voice eroded by surging joy, coupled with the weird and profound lines, is extremely contrasting yet strangely infectious.

After forcing himself to finish reading all this, Fu Qian turned around and stared at Godot's face, which was already struggling to remain calm and was eager for knowledge.

"Don't be afraid of the darkness, the time has come to feast on the black lotus - then stop the car, you have reached your destination."

……

"What I just said...can I share it with others?"

The place in front of him was indeed the Brotherhood's important location, but he almost missed his destination because he was too engrossed. After being reminded, Godot stopped the car instantly, feeling nervous.

However, when he looked at the golden melon in Fu Qian's hand again, he seemed to have calmed down a little because of what he had heard before.

Seeing the other party get off the car directly, Godot couldn't help but confirm it one more time.

“Can I share it with you?”

Fu Qian was very nonchalant about this attitude and just asked back casually.

He certainly didn't think that this guy wanted to teach this way of transcendence to others out of a sharing spirit. What he wanted to share was the risks.

After all, no matter where he came from or what he did, it was still hard to be assured of him. The previous paragraph was too obscure. Sharing it with others would provide more experimental subjects, and it would not do any harm to Godot.

But it doesn't matter, that's exactly why it's been made obscure.

Selfishness is human nature. It is too clear that people are really selfish. What should we do?

Such as now.

"Tell me how to get to where they put the incense burner without alerting these people outside."

Fu Qian grabbed Godot's neck with his backhand and pulled him off the carriage.