Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Later, the people in the camp looked again...

Later, when the people in the camp saw Bai Tianming again, the shepherd was still following him, never leaving his side, like a loyal servant, but he was not like this before.

Everyone was very confused about what happened after they left. When they asked Bai Tianming, he looked confused and said, "Nothing. I just walked all the way there and all the way back. Nothing strange happened. But he seemed to be thinking the whole time. I don't know what he was thinking about. He thought about it and then left."

Although no one really believed it, since things had come to this point, there seemed to be no other explanation, so the shepherd stayed in Bai Tianming's camp, just like he did when he was sick before.

Bai Tianming waited for two days, and seeing that he didn't seem to have anything special to do, he asked him, "Why did you come back with me?"

"Because I want to follow you." The shepherd said it again with a serious look on his face, and this time he said it more seriously than before, as if it were completely true.

If this is what he showed through his acting, then there is no doubt that his acting skills have reached the pinnacle.

Bai Tianming stared at him, bewildered. He felt as if he'd skipped the storyline in a game. Confused, with no way to rewind, he had to slow down and unravel the situation. He asked, "Why do you think so?"

The shepherd was like an enthusiastic melon farmer, faced with pumpkins that refused to bloom in season. He felt helpless, but said gently: "The answer to this question, you should know it if you think about it for a while. If you don't know, then think about it more."

Hearing his answer, Bai Tianming felt that he was a master of deception and couldn't help asking, "What if I can't figure it out even if I think about it more?"

The shepherd sighed deeply, as if facing a blind cat, feeling helpless. "If you still can't figure it out in the future, you can ask me again. I promise that I will tell you clearly then. Okay?"

Bai Tianming frowned, realizing that his attitude was incredibly soft. If he was steel before, now he was dough. It seemed that even if Bai Tianming squeezed him flat and rolled him into a ball, he wouldn't make a sound.

Bai Tianming felt a little numb on his scalp. He blinked his eyes and wisely chose not to ask any more questions. He promised him, "Okay. Let's talk about it later." Having said that, Bai Tianming was still curious.

But later I was too busy and forgot to ask, so I still don’t know. If I have the chance to meet again, maybe I can ask.

After all, so much time has passed, and now it’s too late anyway.

Later, the shepherd became obsessed with following Bai Tianming and found a super thick notebook to record all kinds of useful things related to Bai Tianming at all times until the notebook was full.

Bai Tianming didn't care about it, but the shepherd thought it was a bad idea. He said it would be a shame if the notebook was replaced, so he thought of a way to turn the notebook into a magical item with growth potential.

As time went by, the notebook became thicker. He carried it with him everywhere and simply turned it into a weapon. He also used it to record other important things.

He took the book to Bai Tianming and asked him to give it a name. Bai Tianming said half-jokingly, "Since you like it so much, why not call it the Holy Scripture?"

The name was simple and easy to remember, so the shepherd agreed without hesitation.

Although Bai Tianming felt that his agreement was a bit too hasty, the name was neither unpleasant nor bad. After Bai Tianming hesitated to speak, he thought that since it was his thing, it was his business how he wanted to deal with it, so he just let him do it.

Not long after, the shepherd proposed to build a temple. His reason was that since there was already a holy book, there must be a palace to match it. Since there was a palace, there should be people. Since there were people, they should have special titles so that people could know their identities and origins at once.

As expected, he asked Bai Tianming again if he had any advice. Bai Tianming said whatever came to his mind: "Then just call the priest."

The shepherd accepted this suggestion without hesitation and then asked, "Why?"

Bai Tianming smiled, still jokingly saying, "You value that book so much, you worship it like a god. Since you are the creator of this book, I will respectfully call you Father.

As for those who follow you and worship this book together with you, it is not strange that they have the same title as you. What do you think? "

The shepherd nodded after hearing this and murmured thoughtfully, "In that case, from now on, I will be called Father, and you should call me that too! It's much easier than remembering names."

Bai Tianming couldn't help but laugh and teased him and asked, "What about your name?"

The priest stared at Bai Tianming intently, like sunlight gazing at a peony that had just bloomed that morning, its petals still glistening with dew and carrying the slight chill of last night. He smiled and said, "A name is just a nickname. Since I already have a better one, why should I cling to it?"

Since I already know how to make others see the deeper relationship between you and me, why should I go to great lengths to keep an unimportant name?

The Bible is used to record you, and the priest is used to serve the Bible. Then, when people hear the priest, they will think of the Bible, and when they see the Bible, they will think of you.

When they hear me, they will think of you. I just want everyone to know that you and I are together.

Bai Tianming was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that calling him a priest might not be wrong. Sometimes, he would suddenly exude a kind of transcendent divinity.

He deserves the title very well.

Bai Tianming smiled softly: "It's a good thing not to be obsessed."

The priest looked at Bai Tianming silently for a long moment, then suddenly said, "Will you listen to my oath?"

Bai Tianming asked doubtfully, "What do you want to say?"

The priest smiled, looked at him, and said seriously, "I swear allegiance to you. Can you swear allegiance to me as well?"

"What kind of oath do you want to hear me make?" Bai Tianming became a little interested and curious, so he asked him.

"I want you to swear allegiance to me," the priest whispered, looking away, "at any time and in any place."

Because it was a simple matter and Bai Tianming would not suffer any loss, he agreed: "I swear to accept your allegiance."

He said it casually, but the priest did not think it was a casual thing. The priest did not ask Bai Tianming to do anything because of this. After all, it was the priest who was loyal to Bai Tianming, not the other way around. Theoretically, the priest had no right to make demands.

The priest never wanted anything he did to embarrass or upset Bai Tianming, so he just smiled and stared at him with a creepy look. He blinked slowly and spoke in a gentle tone, as if he was worried about scaring away the butterflies on the flowers: "Since you have pledged your allegiance, I should give you a gift."

Bai Tianming nodded without thinking too much, thinking that he was right, and replied: "That's right, but it's not the first day we've known each other, so there's no need to be too formal, just give it casually."

When Bai Tianming said this, he was thinking that the priest bringing him a cup of tea was a gift, and he accepted it. Anyway, it was not something that required much fuss.

Let's get this matter over with as soon as possible so he can go out and play.

He was thinking this, and the priest saw it. He dug out the two eyeballs, handed them to him with a smile, and said in a very gentle voice, "Gift."

Bai Tianming was not a person who was easily scared, but when he looked at the two square pupils, his scalp still tingled, mainly because this incident happened too suddenly.

He was startled, looked at the eyeballs, and couldn't help asking: "Are you sure?"

"Take them," the priest said, his lips curving slightly as he extended the hand holding the two eyeballs forward, his attitude as casual as if he were handing over an ordinary book. "After all, I no longer believe in the Black Goat Mother and can no longer keep these eyes. It's best to give them to you. It can both distance myself from the Black Goat Mother and prove my loyalty. This is a necessary gift."

He said again very seriously, "Take it."

Because he felt that what he said made sense, Bai Tianming accepted the two eyeballs, put them in his pocket, and asked him with a bit of concern, "Will you always be like this from now on?"

"No," the priest said without hesitation, "I can grow new eyes, but I don't know what they should look like, so I'm still thinking about it."

Bai Tianming nodded: "Is that so."

The priest closed his eyes and suddenly asked, "What do you like?"

The topic seems to jump around a bit.

But Bai Tianming thought about it and he wasn't sure, because he didn't seem to have anything he particularly liked. He answered hesitantly, "Maybe I like flowers?"

"What kind of flower?" the priest asked him, as if he had to get to the bottom of it today.

Bai Tianming said, "Any flower is good."

He hesitated and explained, "Beautiful, fragrant, bright, sweet, and delicious."

"Can you draw for me?" The priest took out his notebook, turned to a blank space, handed it to Bai Tianming, and asked like a request.

Bai Tianming couldn't stand his pitiful look anymore, so he took the paper and pen and drew a rough outline for him, which looked like a rose.

But it was larger than a rose, fluffier and softer, and had no color. However, the priest felt that it was a very sweet and bright flower.

Bai Tianming returned the item to the priest and said hesitantly, "That's about it, but I don't remember it clearly. I don't know if I can find it."