Lan Tiao's face looked grim. He reached out and touched the mark between his eyebrows. It seemed that the mark was not as harmless as it looked. As the mark deepened, everyone's thoughts were gradually changed without them knowing it. In the end, everyone would become the most loyal believers of God.
But even if Lan Tiao discovered this, it would be useless because he couldn't control the mark between his eyebrows at all.
"Let's go find Gongsun Zimang first. He thinks about escaping every day. Maybe it's because he is the least affected by the mark?" Lan Tiao thought.
However, what Lan Tiao didn't expect was that he couldn't find Gongsun Zimang after searching for a whole hour.
"Where did the person go?" Lan Tiao had a bad feeling in his heart, but he felt it was unlikely, because he had searched Gongsun Zimang's residence and the places he usually went to, and the way down the mountain was proven to be impractical. So, Gongsun Zimang only had one place left to go... and that was the altar.
Lan Tiao was repulsed by the altar statue and was unwilling to go. In addition, it was late at night and he was tired of searching, so he went back to the house to sleep.
The next day, the high priest held another sacrificial ceremony, but this time, everything was kept simple, with only five people captured as sacrifices. After completing the usual sacrificial procedures, the high priest said with satisfaction, "This time, three more lost lambs have realized the greatness of the gods and earnestly requested to become their believers."
Three "lost lambs" stepped forward, one of them was actually Gongsun Zimang!
Lan Tiao was surprised. At first he thought Gongsun Zimang was under control, but when he looked at Gongsun Zimang, he found that the other party had clear eyes and a smile on his face, and the green leaf mark between his eyebrows had turned into a deep dark green.
Gongsun Zimang, who had been clamoring to escape, now chose to actively accept the conversion ceremony?
After the ceremony, the pattern between Gongsun Zimang's eyebrows turned into light green teardrops, which, combined with his handsome face, made him look full of justice.
Gongsun Zimang took the initiative to find Lan Tiao and Chu Zhuzhu and said, "I've come to my senses. Since we can't escape, why can't we join the Compassion Clan sooner?"
Chu Zhuzhu touched her chin and said, "What you said makes sense, but the problem is that the technique I practice is quite special... I can't destroy my own cultivation."
Her level of strength is closely related to her natal kitchen knife. As long as she kills enough people and lets the kitchen knife drink enough blood, when the kitchen knife advances, it will bring Chu Zhuzhu with it. Even if she destroys her dantian, as long as the kitchen knife is still there, the dantian will slowly recover and start storing spiritual energy again.
Chu Zhuzhu's ability was actually quite incredible. She had previously joined a team to accept a mission to come to Ciguang Swamp, hoping to kill as many people as possible. If she was successful, she might even be able to kill her teammates. She just needed to keep feeding the kitchen knife. But now, Chu Zhuzhu was in trouble. If she destroyed her Dantian, the kitchen knife would help her cultivate again, but if she destroyed the kitchen knife, she would die as well...
To outsiders, the kitchen knife is her natal spiritual weapon, but in fact, in the master-servant contract she signed with the kitchen knife, the kitchen knife is the master and she is the servant.
Lan Tiao said, "Gongsun Zimang, I have a small question. Where did you go after you separated from us last night?"
Gongsun Zimang said, "Based on our past experience, all paths down the mountain are blocked. We can't leave here. So I thought about the problem from a different perspective, and came up with a bold guess—perhaps the way down is at the top? So, I went to the altar. It was a bright moonlit night, and the statue, bathed in the moonlight, looked sacred and beautiful. When I looked into the statue's eyes, I suddenly realized how foolish my previous behavior was. The gods came to this world to save us, but I kept thinking about escaping. It was really wrong. Fortunately, I came to my senses in time, knelt before the statue, confessed my mistakes, and promised that I would never think of running away again. The gods forgave me and gazed at me with their sacred and compassionate eyes... Brother Lan Tiao, I consider you a good friend, and I hope you can join our tribe as soon as possible."
Lan Tiao said, "I want to join, too. But I still have a great vengeance to avenge. I won't be at peace until I do."
"What grudge?" Gongsun Zimang asked.
"Revenge for my father's murder."
"Then this must be avenged." Gongsun Zimang nodded, but in fact he was thinking in his heart: When you become a believer in the gods and join the Compassionate Clan, you will find that worldly hatred is not worth mentioning at all, and grudges and right and wrong will eventually become a dream bubble. Even if you don't kill your enemy, the enemy will one day grow old and die. If you starve him to death, isn't that equivalent to revenge?
But he said: "If you join our tribe, you can pray to the gods to allow the tribe members to go with you to the outside world to seek revenge."
"Really?" At this moment, Lan Tiao was really moved.
"Of course it's true, how could I lie to you? As long as you want revenge, the gods will definitely help you." Gongsun Zimang smiled. He did not lie. He emphasized the words "as long as you want revenge". By then, Lan Tiao will become a believer, and her heart and eyes will only be filled with gods, and she will not think about revenge at all.
Chu Zhuzhu said anxiously: "What about me? What should I do? My kitchen knife is not obedient at all, and it even wants to order me around."
Gongsun Zimang said, "Don't worry, you have a solution. You can offer your natal kitchen knife to the gods."
Chu Zhuzhu slapped her forehead with her hand, and suddenly realized, "That's right! Why didn't I think of this? The gods are omnipotent and can definitely cancel the master-servant contract between Cai Dao and me."
"So," Gongsun Zimang said, his eyes curved in a smile, a faint glimmer of light flashing between his brows. "Two lost lambs, have you considered participating in the conversion ceremony?"
Chu Zhuzhu said firmly: "I've thought it over. I want to join the Compassion Clan this morning!"
A trace of struggle flashed in Lan Tiao's eyes. The remaining rationality in his mind told him that he could not agree to it. This must be a trap. He must not become a believer in a god...
But he only had clarity for less than a second before he felt as if his mind had sunk into a quagmire, which significantly reduced his ability to think. At this moment, he heard Gongsun Zimang's question: "Little brother, why don't you speak?"
Lan Tiao said slowly, "I'm still considering it."
Gongsun Zimang asked: "What are you considering?"
Lan Tiao said, "I'm worried about my sister and want to be reunited with her."
Gongsun Zimang said, "This is very simple. You can write a letter and tell her that you are living well. Ask her to come find you... Not only your sister, but all your family members can come here and join our clan."
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