Vol 4 Chapter 545: Religion, game, god

Su Xiangli strode into the side hall and got Tang Jin's guarantee that she didn't need to remove the weapon, but a giant sword that was taller than her was very scary.
　　 Baron Boyue was attracted by the determined footsteps. He raised his head and saw that a beautiful woman with a solemn temperament came at the front door. The facial features are different from their race. "What kind of priest is your excellency?"
"Yes." The restaurant of the lord Su Xiangli has a panoramic view. The wooden architecture and the decorative effect rely on embroidered tapestries. On the long pillars on both sides, niches are cut out, and many lamps and candles are placed. Bright copper is placed behind the lamps. Slices, warm fire light illuminates the dining table. The air is filled with the smell of animal fats and the complex aroma of food.
　　 Speaking of which, she hasn't eaten for six hours. Su Xiangli: If this lord can invite me to dinner, he can spare his life when he meets each other.
　　 Boyue just continued to ask hesitantly, "Excuse me, which of Mithra's gods do you mean for cooking?"
"Boil is the only true in the world, and all the other gods are false gods." Su Xiangli was talking idioms, squinting, and her expressionless expression was a bit unpredictable. Her ten-person slashing skills made the lord. Several of the children were a little dazed by the fright, one by one they forgot to eat with their mouths open. The beef with their mouths was as dull as frozen eggplants or frozen eggplants stuffed with meat.
　　 Su: This beef looks good, and myoglobin is quite sufficient.
　　 "So, you are a heretic?" Boyue's face became gloomy.
　　 "You are heretics. You believe in cooking to save you from disaster." Su Xiangli felt his palms itching again.
Boyue is a pragmatist, "Oh? This is a novelty. You missionaries have always said that believing in a certain can bring me wealth and fame, and that you can avoid disasters. You are the first. People, go to the chapel and invite the priest of the tray!"
　　 Su Xiangli: That means you are still acquainted, otherwise you will know what Blood and Light Disaster is after a while.
Boyue turned to the captain of his own guard, "Well, my dear Captain Don King, this is the second time you interrupted my meal. I remember, the first time was the second day I came to Dray County, you said there were three A hunter was missing. I said the rules at the time. In the following three years, until today, you have not violated it again. This is great, but I still want to know how attractive this so-called cooking makes you so gaffe?"
"This priest, she showed a miracle, a real miracle. The body of a drunkard was beaten to light by the priest, and then flew into her chest. She used the priest's holy body to save the dead to heaven. ."
　　 Boyue was taken aback, "This is unexpected, butler, prepare a seat for this priest."
Su Xiangli accepted the lord’s invitation, took a seat and had a meal. When he arrived at the dinner table, no matter how fierce people were, there was a touch of human touch. The boys of Boyue finally calmed their minds and dared to secretly look at the foreign pagan , Simple commoner, dressed in a fresh beast skin, although the dress is barbaric, but he is full of civilization. She untied her huge sword and leaned on the pillar behind her. The big sword had beautiful fish scales and a piece of hemp rope as a spike on the hilt.
　　 Boyue also frequently focused his attention on the giant sword. He hesitated and asked: "This is... Tashi has to reload the sword?"
　　 Su Xiangli cut off a small piece of beef and leaned to his mouth, seeming to hesitate for a moment, but still calmly put the food in his mouth and chewed it carefully.
　　 did not answer, Boyue also looked back.
　　His father, Earl Jin Sui, said that he would send a group of Tashid heavy infantry to station in Drayshire. Although it was an imperial army in name, it was actually a private armour prepared for him by the old Earl.
　　 Tashi De people are born soldiers, and Tashi De epee is also a good weapon on the battlefield.
　　Counting the time, the infantry team is coming soon, Boyue is never expected. The heavy armored soldiers he missed have long since died under the thin female missionary at the table.
　　 The priest came, and when the baron's attendant summoned him, the priest Mithra was preaching to a boy alone in his bedroom, imparting the grace of the invincible sun Mithra.
So he is now a little untidy, his face flushed with anger, he pushed open the door of the side hall angrily, and within half an hour, the two doors were knocked open for the second time, and the old butler pulled the tray of priest’s clothes again. The sleeves still did not hold. The tray is a fat middle-aged man, and the farmers' selfless worship made him fat all over. He is like a big tire or a mill for grinding rice, coming in gruntingly.
　　 "I heard! There is a heretic! A heretic! Where is it!" The tray was aggressive.
　　 Su Xiangli put down the knife and fork, took the dusty cotton napkin and pressed it on the corner of his mouth, stood up a little bit, the chair was squeezed away by her legs, making a harsh rubbing sound.
　　 "Here are the heretics!" Su Xiangli took off the throwing axe from his waist and threw it abruptly in the panic of everyone.
The axe flew in the air, spinning like a red vortex frisbee, and like a red electric shock, and finally settled on the forehead of the monk on the tray. He yelled and fell backwards, his eyes smashed, blood and brain smooth The crack in the skull gushes out.
　　 The guards drew out their swords to encircle Su Xiangli, but she waved her hand unhurriedly, and the dead monk's body and bloodstains turned into light, dripping into Su Xiangli's body.
　　 Only an empty yellow monk's uniform was left on the spot. A cold wind blew in the door that was pushed open, and the white tassels on the monk's uniform trembled, and there was no movement.
　　 "God... miracle!" I don't know who said the first sentence.
Lord 　　 stood up tremblingly, and overturned the dinner plate and the red wine excitedly. He was a little embarrassed. He raised the wine bottle first, and then stumbled to Su Xiang before he left.
The expression on his face is very complicated. Su Xiangli watched his thousands of emotions surge up~EbookFREE.me~ This kind of emotional change, Su Xiangli will see it many times in the future, it is shocked by the unbelievers , Surprised, terrified, sad, reverent posture, and now, looking around, almost everyone shows similar expressions.
　　 Su Xiangli only felt unreal at this moment.
　　 is very unreal.
　　 The characters in the game can show such complex emotions, and she knows that these emotions are all simulated by programs and calculated by AI.
　　Is it really just false to have such a vivid virtual character?
　　 If even all human emotions can be imitated by ruthless programs, are emotions true or false?
　　 What if they knew that their existence was just a dream?
　　 When the world is indeed designed, when the uncertainty of nature itself is determined to be a necessary controllable variable, facing such ultimate rational dogma, the world itself is too false and unreal.
　　 Su Xiangli asked: "Then you believe there is a in the world?"
　　 "Of course, you are the incarnation of God."
　　 "So everything in the world is doomed by God?"
"It depends on you." Boyue rubbed his hands and became flattering. For him, miracles are very important. To see the truth of superstition while he is alive, it means huge political capital and for the aftermath of death. The passion of the world struggles.
Seize the opportunity!
　　 Su Xiangli nodded, "Well, let's announce to teach."
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