Chapter 38: Master Priest, how could it be a human?

Mo Youli's departure also took away the snowflakes falling from the sky.

The snowflakes disappeared, and everyone raised their heads and turned their gaze to Xu Ren'er and the others, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Which country are you from? How did you fall from the sky?"

Someone in the crowd stepped forward and asked.

The person who came had a soft voice and must be a woman. Because she was wearing a mask, her face could not be seen. Only through the gaps in the corners of the mask could one see the woman's eyes, which were as clear and soft as water.

"Before asking a stranger a question, shouldn't you introduce yourself? This should be basic courtesy, right? Didn't your parents teach you that?"

Pang Ningchun snorted coldly, her face displeased, as if she was offended by the woman's question. She released her murderous aura on the spot, scaring the woman so much that she took several steps back, her eyes full of fear and disbelief. She stumbled and was about to fall to the ground without paying attention.

"Why are you backing off? Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

Pang Ningchun strode forward, grabbed the woman's hand, and with a clever move, pulled the woman back who was about to fall. Then he raised his eyebrows, restrained his breath, and softened his tone instantly, as if the person who had just been angered was not her.

"I...I'm not..." The woman was so scared that she stuttered and couldn't even speak clearly.

Seeing this, Pang Ningchun gave a look to Xu Ren'er and Tang Qiuyue. Xu Ren'er understood and jumped into the woman's arms.

The woman took it subconsciously and looked down, only to see a cute dog with a dog-like head tilted towards her, a pair of big black eyes looking up at her pitifully, and carefully rubbed her palm with the tip of its nose.

A heart-wrenching blow!!

The woman's eyes lit up, she was completely melted by the cuteness!!!

Oh my god! How can there be such a cute creature in this world! The woman screamed madly in her heart.

Seeing that the woman's heart was opened, Tang Qiuyue immediately stepped forward and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry! That's just how I am, I hope you don't mind! By the way, I saw the man in the sedan chair just now, whom you called a priest, and you seemed to respect him very much.

May I ask, is the status of the priest very high among you?"

After these words were spoken, the woman looked at them with a look of confusion: "Of course! Isn't this something everyone should know? In our Marrow-sucking Country, you can disrespect the Emperor, but you absolutely cannot disrespect the High Priest! He is the God of all of us!"

“So amazing!”

The woman glanced at Tang Qiuyue helplessly, and quickly put aside the scolding she had just received from Pang Ningchun. With a face full of admiration and a tone of particularly piousness, she introduced the priest she mentioned to them and said:

"Of course! You know, thanks to the High Priest, we, the people, don't need to work at all!

The High Priest has boundless magical powers. Our land naturally grows food every year according to the season, and then it is randomly distributed to the designated restaurants.

Because of him, we don't have to work from sunrise to sunset like the people of other countries, toiling hard every day and not necessarily getting good rewards.

It's not just food, but also the clothes we wear, the houses we live in, the vehicles we drive, all these things don't require us to do it ourselves, the high priest has considered them for us.

If your clothes are too big or too small, or if they are damaged or torn, you only need to go to the clothing hall every day and stand on the specially designed magic circle inside the clothing hall. The magic circle will automatically match clothes according to your body size."

After she finished speaking, the woman kindly pointed them in a direction. Xu Ren'er and the others followed the direction the woman pointed and saw a white building. On the top of the building, there was a sign hanging. The sign had a light yellow background and a picture of a set of clothes in the same style as the one the woman was wearing.

"Well, that's the clothing store we usually go to. Judging from your attire, you look like you're from out of town, completely clueless about our country.

To be honest, this is the first time we have seen the legendary outsiders."

When Pang Ningchun heard this, he frowned:

"The legendary outsiders? Have people from other countries ever entered your country?"

"Yes! Our country's gates are said to be in order to protect us from being harmed by people from other countries. There are forbidden techniques. People who are not born in our marrow-sucking country cannot enter at all."

At this point, the woman looked around at them curiously and asked, "So how did you get in?"

Hearing this, the others looked at each other, and Pang Ningchun stepped forward and said:

"We are from Jiucai Country. We wanted to travel around the world and see the sights. We happened to be passing by here and wanted to take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as we entered, we were suddenly thrown into the sky and fell in your direction."

Hearing this, the woman still seemed to understand but nodded pretending to understand.

Looking through the woman's eyes, Pang Ningchun saw a hint of smile.

She had already roughly analyzed the woman's answer just now.

The people here have no contact with the outside world and have no concept of life, so even if what she said just now was just casual talk, the woman would choose to believe it.

Because of ignorance and having never communicated with all kinds of people, I have no ability to distinguish lies and am like a blank slate.

Oh, I have to add that I have absolutely no wariness towards strangers.

Tang Qiuyue carefully read the information the woman had described to them. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong and couldn't help asking:

"Hearing what you said, you don't need to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation at all. So what do you usually do?"

"Pray!"

The woman's matter-of-fact answer made the five people and the dog almost think they had misheard.

Pang Ningchun's eyelids twitched, a little incredulous, and he asked for confirmation: "Just praying?"

"Of course. We go to the prayer hall regularly every day to pray for the High Priest. We hope that he will remain strong and live forever. We hope that he will always watch over us and protect us."

After these words were spoken, Xu Ren'er and the others fell silent.

After a long moment, Tang Beiju's eyes were icy. He snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "The name of your country is really just right."

They sucked out all the priest's marrow.

They do nothing, take the priest's contribution as reasonable, and even ask the other party to pay for them forever with such righteousness.

How shameless! !

Pang Ningchun was so furious that her eyes began to spit fire. That was the child she had carried for ten months and yet so many people were doing such a thing as "sucking blood and skinning"!

Trying to suppress her emotions rationally, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Have you ever considered that he is a living person, a human being, and it is impossible for him to give endlessly.

He will get tired too!!”

The woman looked at Pang Ningchun with a bewildered look on her face, her eyes full of confusion, as if she couldn't understand what Pang Ningchun said. She felt strange, or rather, she represented all the people who were blessed by the Marrow-sucking Kingdom, who felt strange.

She asked, "Master Priest, how could it be a human?"

He is the high and mighty God, the omnipotent God. How can a God be tired?

Besides, didn't the priest also enjoy their devout prayers? Wasn't it his duty to pay for them? They prayed so earnestly every day, which must have been very tiring!

This rhetorical question completely angered Pang Ningchun.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang Qiuyue immediately stepped forward and hugged Pang Ningchun to prevent her from making mistakes because of her superiors.

She hugged him tightly, as if she was also trying to restrain herself, not only to stop Pang Ningchun, but also to stop herself.

As for the others, their expressions were also extremely ugly. They clenched their fists tightly, trying to restrain themselves and avoid doing anything wrong due to impulse.

These bastards! How could they! How could they! Damn it!

Just when their sanity was about to break, an old male voice suddenly appeared and saved the woman:

"Hello, this white dog in your hands looks familiar. Can I take a look at it?"

Hearing the noise, the others immediately looked in the direction of the sound, but the suit wrapped the person tightly and they couldn't see anything at all.

"Why are you all wearing masks? Only Ali... only your High Priest doesn't have to wear one?"

Tang Qiuyue turned her head and saw another masked man. She asked in an impatient tone.

In response to this question, the man with the old voice seemed to smile and answered patiently:

“In our marrow-sucking country, there is such a saying.

The human face is born to cover up sin and is actually extremely ugly. This carrier of sin is the real origin of sin.

Therefore, we should not show our faces to others easily, and we can only take them off when there are no outsiders at home.

If one wants to show his face in public, he must go to the temple and undergo a facial examination and a series of character assessments. Only after passing the facial examinations and the assessments and obtaining approval from the temple will he be allowed to show his true face in public for one day.

However, these are only for us common people and there are special exceptions.

Those of noble status and inherently holy character, such as royal nobles of royal blood, and those with boundless magical powers like the High Priest, do not need the approval of the Holy Temple at all and are not required to wear a mask by default."

So that's how it is. Xu Ren'er and his group understood, but while they didn't show it on their faces, they scoffed at this statement in their hearts.

It sounds so nice, but to put it bluntly, it is just another way of dividing human beings into different classes.

Xu Ren'er twisted his body and jumped out of the woman's arms. The woman felt a little regretful and reluctant, but the dog was not hers after all, so she could only endure it silently in her heart.

The man with the old voice lowered his head and looked carefully at Xu Ren'er's dog face, observing her carefully.

After a moment, the old voice said with certainty:

“Yes, that’s it.

About thirty years ago, the High Priest personally created a sculpture of a little white dog in the temple of his friend. It looks exactly like the little white dog in front of me. No wonder it looks so familiar to me!