13 Mingke Street

Chapter 51 The Great...Evil God Lord

"Chapter 51 of the Main Text, No. 13 Mingke Street: The Great... Lord of Darkness"Linda has always been fond of religious paintings, admiring their layout, presentation, and the underlying meaning they convey. She finds it beautiful and has been captivated by this sense of beauty.Moreover, it is a way of personifying God, the almighty being who, through these paintings, seems to be brought down from the clouds to the mortal world."We can also use human thinking to understand and interpret them," Karen nodded, taking a seat on the sofa.She didn't know how to describe the painting in front of her. Although it was not yet complete, it already exuded a clear pressure.The mad Pope,The decline of the Church of the Bright God,In the previous era and the first half of this era, the Church of the Bright God was an absolute giant.

Many new churches, such as the Order of Light, had to include the God of Light in their "mythical narrative" in the early days to gain support. This shows just how exaggerated the orthodox position of the Church of Light is. Grandpa asked Lunt to bring him several books, and besides "The Light of Order" which specifically introduces the Order of Light, the rest are all overviews of other religions. And in these overviews, the shadow of the God of Light is everywhere. So, after reading about many other churches, Karen's impression of the God of Light became more and more like the "Qianlong Emperor" from her past life. In her past life, every local snack was said to have been eaten and named by the Qianlong Emperor during his trip to the south, making it famous. It was as if the Qianlong Emperor didn't have any real responsibilities and spent his days just trying out different snacks. The God of Light seems to be the same, not really doing any godly duties but instead promoting "new gods", awakening the "God of Order", helping to suppress powerful demons for the Abyssal God, sealing the cracks in the earth for the Mother of the Earth, and various other appearances, interactions, and rescues. It can only be said that there is nothing new under the sun. Just like how many people in the past life had the impression that Westerners were independent, equal, and highly educated, while many Westerners believed that Asians were generally portrayed as having narrow eyes.

Many times, the so-called established impression is just a frame that you have put on yourself, making you mistakenly believe that the other person lives in this way, thinking that only that taste is pure;When the focus is on individuals or small families and towns, there is no need to have any specific differences. In reality, it's just that the filter on your eyes hasn't been removed.Just like these "towering" churches, they are now majestic and solemn, with believers everywhere, and they spare no effort in explaining their divine authority and maintaining their true god. But in the early days of "starting a business," everyone was like big brothers and didn't laugh at the second brother, and they could use any means.But later, when they became wealthy, they learned to "pretend," and those who are too far away from their era or believers naturally accepted their current "masks."The sentence by Dis, evaluating the god of order: the god of order raised by a prostitute.The underlying meaning is actually mocking the god of order for being both a judge and a defendant.Returning to reality,Looking at this crazy pope in the picture, the feeling suddenly became deeper.The Bright God Religion suffered a major setback and entered a period of decline, but what really made the Bright God Religion completely lost and almost nothing left is actually these orthodox churches today.On one hand, they desperately modify the part of the "mythical narrative" that mentions the existence of the Bright God, and on the other hand, they completely eliminate the possibility of the Bright God Religion rising again by completely exterminating this huge creature.

"Do you seem to be very emotional?" Piajie sat down on the sofa opposite Karen, "Linda also likes to sit in front of these religious paintings for a long time, her expression on her face is exactly the same as yours.""Is that so." Karen smiled, "I just think it's interesting to think about it. After all, God is a product created by humans. After stripping away the high divinity, what's inside is actually human nature.""God is a product created by humans?" Piajie chewed on this sentence, "It's surprising that you have this view."Only then did Karen realize that he had made a mistake. In this world, there is a true God.Whether it was Alfred or Mrs. Molly, or his own grandfather Dis, they were all the best proof that this world has supernatural powers that intervene and operate.But Karen didn't want to take back his previous statement. Subconsciously, he still believed that the definition of "God created by humans" was correct.A firm materialist is not someone who pretends to be interested in dragons or throws tantrums, but someone who, even if the God of Light stands in front of you, will still roll up his sleeves and help him take his pulse."By the way, I have a case that I find interesting. Let me tell you about it and we can analyze it together. I'll leave out the name." "Okay."Piajie changed the subject back to their conversation mode.

Next, everyone discussed the professional business, using case studies as a basis to analyze the causes, improve the development process, and then discuss treatment plans.This is a very interesting thing, Karen also brought out her own case studies from her past life to discuss with Piajie.Piajie took a leave of absence from school after his wife's "death" and has been out of practice for a long time, while Karen was forced to change her major after her own "death";The two of them talked deeper and deeper and became more and more compatible.Unconsciously, they talked for nearly three hours, but still felt unsatisfied, but both felt a little hungry."I'll call Linda to prepare a late-night snack for us." Piajie pretended to get up.Karen quickly reached out and pressed his shoulder:"Let me do it."Piajie hesitated for a moment and smiled, "Okay."Karen first used Piajie's phone to call home and told Aunt Mary that she was now chatting with him at Piajie's house.

After all, this is my first date with Eunice. If I don't go back too late, my family might think I won't come home for the first date.The man's family won't feel like they're at a disadvantage, but they might look down on the woman because of it.After making the call, Karen went into the kitchen and didn't feel like cooking anything. She fried a few eggs and made two big sandwiches, and then took out a large bottle of milk from Piajie's fridge.The two sat on the sofa facing each other, eating sandwiches and continuing their previous conversation. When they got really into it, they couldn't help but raise their glasses and drink some milk.Unknowingly, they talked until 2 o'clock in the morning.Both of them had been busy all day, Piajie had been flipping through materials in the library all day, and Karen had been on a date all day. They gradually went from sitting and chatting to lying on the sofa and chatting.In the end, neither of them knew who was talking and suddenly stopped responding. They both closed their eyes and fell asleep.In a daze, Karen suddenly felt cold and subconsciously wanted to find something to cover herself with. She remembered there was a blanket on the sofa. But when she reached out, she realized there was something like human skin "going downstairs" at the staircase.

Karen saw it, and it seemed to see Karen too.However, Karen didn't feel any fear in her heart, because she probably guessed who that thing was.On the one hand, it may be because she has experienced a lot of things like this recently, and on the other hand, it may be because she is familiar with Piajie and has a similar lack of fear towards the bodies of loved ones.Karen didn't shout or scream, and continued to watch it go downstairs.Then, unable to resist the drowsiness, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.After a while, she felt someone gently pushing her.Opening her eyes, Karen saw Linda standing in front of her with a warm smile:"Mr. Karen, it's easy to catch a cold sleeping here. The guest room is ready, please go rest there."Karen noticed from the corner of her eye that Piajie was no longer on the sofa opposite.In fact, for Karen, whether Linda is a personality split from Karen's schizophrenia or has demonic factors, it doesn't make much difference. She can accept both professionally.

The most important thing is that he doesn't think the other person will hurt him. This trust came out of nowhere, but it also made people inexplicably convinced."Okay, thank you, madam."Karen did not refuse this arrangement because he already felt a little cold on his body. If he continued to sleep and woke up in the morning, he might catch a cold.Linda walked ahead and Karen followed behind, going upstairs."It's this room, the bed has been made.""Thank you, madam."Karen walked into the guest room, took off his clothes, lay on the bed, pulled up the blanket, and the comfortable feeling completely enveloped him.A crisp sound rang next to Karen. He slightly opened his eyes and found a tray with tea and snacks placed on the bedside table in front of him."The tea is placed here, you can drink it if you get thirsty at night.""Okay, madam."

Linda walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.Karen turned over and went back to sleep.This sleep was deep and long.By the time Karen felt her mental consciousness had been replenished almost to full, she heard the sound of music in her ears. It was very ancient music, mixed with the singing of human voices, but it was very far away, so far that you could dispel it with a frown.It wasn't a dream, it was a call.It was like walking on the beach, and in the distance there was a group of people having a bonfire party. Of course, you could walk over and join them, or you could turn around and go back, or you could just lie down from a distance and continue sleeping.Karen chose to walk over because she still couldn't sense any malice, it was more like an invitation.Just like how Piajia left her to drink coffee,very sincere and natural.

Then, he found himself standing in a dark place.With a loud shout,On the opposite side, countless torches were lit, yes, torches.It was because of the light source on the opposite side that the spatial sense suddenly appeared.This was a cliff, and Karen was standing alone on this side, while all the figures and torches were on the opposite side.The mountains on both sides were very high, and he couldn't see the stars when he looked up, so this might be a canyon, or perhaps inside a mountain.Gradually, there were more and more torches on the opposite side of the cliff, and in the middle of the abyss, there were also patches of fireflies rising, spreading a soft and mysterious light around.Karen saw the slaves standing on the entire cliff on the opposite side, their upper bodies bare, and their sweat reflecting a shiny light under the torches.Some of them were wielding axes and carving knives, while others were transporting stones;Among them, there was also a large group of people wearing purple robes, most of them carrying paint and using brushes to color.

When the fireflies in the abyss fly to a certain height, the colors on the opposite cliff finally appear in Karen's field of vision.At the bottom, there are a pair of feet, above that are the calves, and above that are the knees.Next to that foot, there are countless "beast corpses" lying down, and there are humans bowing down in worship.Whether it is the beast corpses or the worshiping humans, they are all very small, not even the size of a giant's fingernail.This is an ongoing work, a true religious mural.Only a true god could possess such height!So,This is a mural of a true god descending to earth."Yo...uh..."The rhythmic long shout rang out again, as if it were a chant.

The slaves on the opposite side began to chant in unison, creating a special rhythm.And those people wearing purple robes also joined in the dance."Yo...uh..."The strange and suppressed voices spread through the crowd, creating echoes in the empty valley. The echoes, like new members, added to the rhythm."Clap!""Clap!""Clap!"At this moment, the slaves and the purple-robed people with paint in their hands began to stomp their feet and clap in unison, dancing a primitive dance.In the next moment,They suddenly turned as a group, facing the abyss where Karen stood alone.

Karen was a little confused. Originally, he was just an "outsider" who silently observed in the darkness, but now he has become the center of attention. However, Karen soon realized that he was being presumptuous. Because in front of him, a huge woman's head appeared from the abyss. She was like a giant woman, rising... no, not rising, it was more like she was originally crouching in the abyss and now just stood up. Her hair was like vines, with clusters of light circles swirling on top. The fireflies that flew out earlier were just a part of her body. When she stood up completely, Karen, who was standing behind her, felt as if he was being suppressed by a great being. It was a sense of insignificance and a cold spiritual oppression. From reading books, you might think that it is feudal and uncivilized for ancient people to choose to worship so-called gods. But when that huge figure appears in front of you, you suddenly feel the urge to worship. To worship...

It's not because of admiration and reverence,but when you don't have the courage to run away, worship seems to be the only remaining action.The left hand of the female giant slowly lifted, and in her left hand, she held a pond with various colors flowing inside.The right hand of the female giant also slowly lifted, and it was a huge feather that changed colors.She began to use her right hand to explore her left hand,splashing endless colors,and the splashed colors suddenly turned into groups of fireflies flying again.Her right hand began to touch the cliff in front of her, which was higher than her body.The content of the mural became more abundant and specific.The appearance of a male god gradually became clear under this "splashing".

She is not a god,She is the creator of the murals,She is creating murals for the true god,But she is also a god,Because all the slaves and purple-robed people are worshiping her.God is a general term.Just like the Mills nun believer seen in Mr. Morf's study.The prostitutes on the island can all create the lover of the sea god, Mills, as their belief. Why can't the craftsmen and slaves who create murals also create their own god?People pray for no earthquakes, so they call upon the mother of the earth;People pray for calm seas and no storms, so they call upon the sea god;

People pray for the light to shine and dispel the darkness, so they call upon the god of light;People pray for order to come and restrain the rules, so they call upon the god of order.God always appears when people need him.Finally,The giant woman at the top of the cliffDrew a sun,The sun shone with a bright light, instantly covering the entire valley.Karen instinctively covered her face with her arms to prevent the dazzling light from burning her,But when she let go of her arms,She saw the bright sunlight outside the bedroom window.

He was still lying in bed, in the guest room of Piajie's house."Huh..."It was a very good dream, not scary or thrilling, but very shocking and epic.Karen reached for the cold tea next to him and took a big sip.Then,He froze.Because he saw above his head, not the usual ceiling with a hanging lamp, in fact, there was no light fixture on it. In the whole guest room, only the bedside lamp provided light.So, he didn't notice it last night, but now in the bright sunlight, he saw that above his head was actually a painting.In the painting, there was a deep canyon that was exactly the same as in his dream.The difference was that the mural only showed the scene, without the "true god mural" on the cliff, without the dense slaves and purple-robed artisan painters, and without the giant woman.

Is it a psychological suggestion?Although I didn't realize it, last night when I was drowsy, I actually "saw" the mural on my head, so I had the dream just now?Is that the reason?Karen got out of bed and got dressed.As soon as she walked out of the guest room, she saw Piajie with messy hair also coming out of the bedroom. When he saw Karen, Piajie smiled happily and said, "Do you need to take a shower, Karen? Hehe, Linda helped me wipe my body last night.""I'll just freshen up.""Well, I guess Linda must have prepared breakfast early. My wife always knows how to be polite when guests come, even though I've told her many times that the people I invite to our home are my trusted friends. Between friends, we don't need to be so formal.""That's right," Karen agreed.She turned on the tap in the bathroom and started washing her face.

He saw on the washstand a new set of toothbrush and neatly folded towel, which must have been prepared for him."Did you sleep well last night? We talked for too long," Piajie leaned against the door of the bathroom and said."Yes.""I haven't had such a good conversation in a long time. Your ideas seem more advanced than what I know, very interesting."Karen started brushing his teeth,When squeezing toothpaste,He suddenly thought of the hands of the giant woman in his dream.Then,In his mind, he finally thought of a small church that seemed to be recorded in the few books given by his grandfather.In fact, when he was dreaming last night, he vaguely felt that he knew something, otherwise he would not have thought of various forms of worship called out by people. It just takes some time to see something and remember it in time.

The book records that the worship of this small church is murals;Its followers are mainly mural craftsmen, including many people who now help paint religious murals in various places, and even many artists who are followers of this church.Because of the small number of followers and their scattered locations, this church has almost no noticeable presence.And the name of this church: "Mural God Church".The god they worship has been helping the true god depict their majestic bodies since the previous era, through murals, to record and convey the stories of god.To some extent, this god and her followers, in the previous era, were not just "painters" and "craftsmen", but more like "historians" using the religion as a medium.After brushing his teeth,Washing his face,While wiping his face,Karen suddenly turned to the mirror and asked Piajie, who was standing behind him and yawning:

"Piaget, is Linda really a follower of the Berry religion?""Hmm? Why suddenly ask this?""Because besides the Berry religion, there are also many other small churches that advocate for cremation of the body.""For example, the Wall God religion, their followers also believe in cremation because the ashes... can be used as paint for creating murals.""They believe that this type of paint can better communicate with divinity, thus expressing the image and stories of the gods more effectively in the murals.""Even more so, considering the long time needed for mural creation, they can 'pre-create' the murals.""Linda is a follower of the Berry religion." Piaget replied.

"Oh." Karen responded and didn't continue to ask.Both of them finished washing up and went downstairs.On the dining table on the first floor, breakfast was already prepared and cutlery was set. Perhaps knowing that they had both drank too much milk last night, there was water in the cups.Karen and Piajie sat down together to have breakfast. After finishing, Karen put down her cutlery."Thank you, Linda.""Hehe." Piajie laughed again."I'm going back now." Karen got up to say goodbye."Oh, wait a minute. Look, there's a gift box here. It must be a gift prepared by Linda for you. Please accept it.""Okay, thank you, Linda.""Well, I won't see you off."

"You said it yourself, true friends don't need to be polite."Karen took the gift box, walked out of Piajie's house, got into the car, and fastened her seatbelt.Before starting the car,Karen hesitated for a moment,but then decided to open the gift box first;Inside was a box of paint.Karen was stunned for a moment,and exclaimed:"What a thoughtful gift."

Under the paint box, there is a letter,Karen picked up the letter:"Dear Mr. Karen;I haven't seen my husband so happy in a long time, and I sincerely appreciate your appearance and care for him as a friend.I should have created a painting for you as a sincere gift to my husband's dear friend;But I'm sorry, I sat in the studio for three hours, but I didn't know how to start.Perhaps,The brush of your life is already in your own hands, and others simply cannot write for you.And all I can do is give you a new set of paints.Finally,

"Once again, I express my deepest gratitude for you and my husband becoming friends. Great one, Lord of Evil."