Chapter 803: Mirror (2)

The gods standing in the sun are really good-looking, but they are not hungry and thirsty, so the inn has to be maintained. It's just that I was worried and didn't dare to do some things, so the smooth and refreshing human flesh quietly disappeared from the table, and the number of regular customers passing by here increased.
There are more and more regular customers, and the old grassy paths are crushed to greenery, and it is difficult to not regenerate. As a result, more and more people appeared on the road, making this place noisy and bustling. It's just that everyone knows that this is not the result of painstaking efforts, but the situation dictates. Under the interference of the gods, the influence of natural disasters has dissipated, and the world is recovering rapidly. Here is just the right time.
Regardless of the attitude towards the gods, there is no denying their contribution to the world. This world is full of different vitality because of the arrival of the gods. The inn is the beneficiary of this vitality and of course the victim...
Although some people died because of this, those who survived got unimaginable benefits. At least Seth had never thought that the entire rotten woodland where the inn was located would become his territory.
With the increasing strength, ambition inevitably grew, and his eyes couldn't help but looked out of the inn. Like a beast in a mountain, it occupies a large or small area according to its own strength, or sits on its nose or dominates. Seth didn't know what kind of people he was, but there were no more threats around him. Not only those that could threaten the inn, but also those that might threaten travelers, were all cleaned up. It is not justice in heart, but those threats harm the interests of the inn. More importantly, the inn has the power to safeguard its own interests.
The inn is still an inn and has not developed into a town. It is more like a pier, welcoming people of all kinds, in exchange for some food, some money, and some news. In other words, someone wants to use these in exchange for some help from the inn.
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Being exposed by the prophet is not a bad thing, at least it makes the inn famous. Not everyone dared to assassinate the sacrifice, let alone the assassination was really done. What really made the reputation, the temple actually let this matter go unnoticed, and there is no more information. It's not true that there is no below, there is still a reward, there is still a hunt, but no one hits the door.
Many things are weird. Since wise men and prophets can see the roots and feet, how can they hide from the gods? But this is how things are, no matter what the wind and rain outside hasn't affected this place. This subverted the previous cognition, because in the world where the gods manifest, the reputation of the of death is not prominent.
More than not being prominent, it can even be said that there is not much sense of presence. Of course, there are many such deities. They occupy a remote town, build a low church, and settle in one or two dispensable sacrifices...
The weirdness, and the anxiety caused by the weirdness, lasted for a long time, until a prophet came here. Just like the legend, the prophets and wise men live to die. But a little contact will reveal that they are really knowledgeable. This kind of knowledge and knowledge gives them a temperament different from ordinary people, and there is a hint of madness in their wisdom.
They are not afraid of death, they can read it in the meeting of their eyes. No further temptation is necessary at all, that kind of tolerance will make people realize enlightenment. Especially those who have experienced life-and-death grind, can best understand that state of mind.
Watching the prophet enter the inn with a carefree gesture, and ordered a table of good wine and food, after eating, he touched his clothes and said that he had no money.
Uh--
Everyone was in a daze, and it seemed that they hadn't killed anyone in the inn for a long time. Even if the person in front of you is not afraid of death, you must send him to death. When everyone was wondering how to make his death slower, he patted his swollen belly and gave an alternative checkout method. Story, through a small story to exchange this table of trivial meals. It's really a small story, but that is just the beginning. Once I listened, I couldn't help but want to know more.
He sat there and asked quietly, "Do you know why, the anger of the gods didn't come here?" No one knew, so his appetite was also lifted. Then the story started and ended smoothly, but there was no answer in the story.
That is a completely irrelevant story, telling the infinite world hidden behind the infinite power, and here is just a small dust in it, not bad or good.
Some things can be confirmed, like where do those gods come from? Therefore, the secret suggested by this story won a breathing space for the prophet. But everyone will not let him go like this, just because they still want to know more, such as the answer to that question.
However, the Prophet did not give the clearest answer. He just tells fragmentary stories, or all kinds of experiences in another world, or deities that cannot be verified. What is strange is that most of the gods involved in these deeds are not well-known, just like the gods of death. They exist in this world, but they have not left too many traces, and they are even less likely to be related to the powerful word.
There are too many stories and too long, and the prophet was only willing to tell a paragraph after eating and drinking, so he was "retained" by everyone. During the period, people who found the inn in exchange for help appeared-a high price in exchange for a life.
It's really a high price enough to impress everyone, but no one dares to pick it up. In hesitation, the prophet who heard the news convinced everyone. He said that God's will is everywhere, and occasionally he will use the hands of mortals to learn to understand its true meaning. It was also at that time that the Prophet uttered two words "Awe!"
He came forward to talk with the person for a long time, or interrogated for a long time, and finally signed a contract on behalf of the inn. Since some people are willing to go ahead and carry this scapegoat, then some things might as well go smoothly. Because the things here cannot be concealed from the two gods, if everyone is allowed to keep the prophet, why not try a little?
There are some things that I will be afraid of in retrospect; some things will not be understood until many years later. At that time, I was really bold.