Chapter 6 Difference

"Mr. Rava Joray." Li Ou sat opposite the businessman with a rough pottery glass.

There was a lot of noise outside the hotel, and the preparations for the sacrifice were in full swing. Everyone who passed by him had some respect and pure expectation on his face.

Rava Joray looked up at him, "What's the matter, Mr. Leo?" The businessman looked left and right worriedly, surrounded by black charcoal heads, and Leo's appearance was particularly eye-catching. Every Valian takes a vigilant and alert look at him and deliberately keeps enough distance from him. You appeared here... It's so eye-catching."

"I didn't say anything or do anything." Leo took a sip of sour wine brewed from sand berries and frowned uncompretably. They can't make trouble. Or will some guys provoke trouble indiscriminately? He turned his head and glanced at the guys. Everyone hurriedly looked away and pretended to be hypocritical that "I'm not looking at you".

"However, you are outsiders, foreigners, and..."

"...infidels." Leo finished speaking for him.

For a while in the pub**. It can be seen that they seem to want to punch him coldly and kick him out of here. However, the blue sword shining around the waist of the alchemist awakened their reason and made them hesitate.

Rava Jore tried to stop the conversation in fear. Mr. Leo..."

"I just want to know something." Leo told him, "Something you all know, but we don't know anything about."

"I...I..." Lava Joray showed struggle and pain. "Are you punishing me?"

Because of the hidden blood? Of course not." Li Ou explained, "I just don't want to be kept in the dark and see the situation so that I can't distinguish between the enemy and me." Look around, the golden machete, the gate guard, the hotel owner, every drinker present, every resident outside, including camels, mules, horses, cats, dogs and mice... The city is full of hostility to them.

"Liou." Lu Yuewu walked down the stairs and came towards them. Her long hair coiled up, revealing the smooth back of her neck. Shall we leave now?"

"Where's Rosie?"

Lu Yuewu whispered, "Ivera is with her."

"That's good." Leo gave a breath. He looked at the merchant who came from afar, "Don't you want the goods? Let's do it together. Say it as you walk."

Color bands hang on a street filled with yellow sand, and dark red and purple-gold pigments depict various pictures and symbols symbolizing the mother of the desert on the bare wall. Even though the heat is steaming outside, the residents walking up and forth seem to be tireless, with water cans or utensils on their heads, as if moving ants line up to walk towards the square. The wide hood made them quietly join in. The hawkers wandering through the streets and alleys spread broken blankets on the ground with statues of the mother of the desert made of pottery or bronze, shouting for the residents of Bombed Carre. Two days later, when they passed the square again, the bronze statue of the Desert Mother was surrounded by various tributes, slaughtered horses and camels, inferior drinks, and vegetables and fruits more valuable than gold. A bald man in a white robe preached under the bronze statue in the scorching sun.

"Wait a minute, let's listen to what he said." Leo said.

Sasha Jore shouted boredly, "What's good to hear?"

"Listen to how he bewitches you." Leo told him, "Listen to what exactly your gods preach."

"...The desert is our mother, and we have lived here for generations... But, God's people, what did you get from the desert? Only hunger and drought, only killing and brutality. In the era of miracles, we believe in the God of War, the goddess of storms and thunder... What did they bring us? The priest swayed under the bronze statue and asked loudly, "Tell me, what did they bring us? That's right! Only war and blood, we are still suffering from hunger and will still fight for a drop of water! The children of the desert gave their faith in exchange for the contempt of the gods. In their eyes, we are just the smallest group of aliens!"

The priest's words are full of inflammatory. Every resident present ignited with anger. They waved their arms and made condemnation and curses like landslides and tsunamis.

"Now, the time for change has finally come!" The priest shouted excitedly and loudly, raising his arm. A beautiful and benevolent goddess was born from the sand sea. She responded to the prayers and calls of the people of the desert for thousands of years, and she was finally born in front of us! She will bring sweet rain, lush grassland and endless oasis to her people! She will bring peace to her people! Look, look at this ancient city, where secular rulers are also grovelling because of her appearance. From now on, we will be free! Pray devoutly to the goddess and dedicate your most precious faith to her. She will make the desert shine again and turn it into a sea of flowers and water!"

The cheers of the people in the square made the alchemist's ears buzz. The unisonous shout seemed to be a vibrating water wave, covering the whole city.

A group of fanatical idiots who lost their minds. Leo looked at the crowd surging towards the bronze statue and thought. Let's go. He said, "Let's get out of here."

"Are you leaving now? He hasn't finished yet." Sasha Jore said in surprise.

"When he finishes speaking, we have to kneel to him." Leo told him, "I don't want to salute a fabricated god."

The dilapidated temple is located on a mound, and the yellow stone bricks are piled up into triangular buildings, like a bite of bread, revealing the dark filling inside. They deliberately picked a path and bypassed the temple avenue guarded by heavy soldiers - golden machetes and guards seemed to be lifeless statues, standing on both sides of the yellow mud board stairs, staring at everyone passing in front of the temple.

The temple is very old. Looking at the statue of the god with a missing head and broken feet, Leo realized that it has been completely tampered with. The carvings and stone statues on the outer wall were all worn off, revealing a brand-new section of the stone. The alchemist was a little uneasy. He remembered countless cruel wars of faith in history. He looked back. "Mother of the Desert," he walked into the alley and asked the merchant beside him, "When did he appear?"

Rava Joray thought for a moment and replied, "Eight years, it was still seven years ago."

Li Ou translated his words to Lu Yuewu. This can't be a coincidence. Lu Yuewu said.

"Yes, I think so too." He nodded.

"It was seven years ago." Lava Jore's son reminds.

"Well, seven years ago. I can't remember the exact time." Lava Joray sighed, "I've been going to this business road, and at first I heard some gossip. You know, the desert is deserted, and businessmen always have to rely on some talk to pass the time. It is said that it is here - there is a miracle in Pombedkar. Who believed it at the beginning? God has not appeared for thousands of years. But later, more and more people said that, and they said something wrong. Soon, about a few months later, when I passed by here again, I saw a priest who claimed to be the mother of the desert preaching on the business road.

"When is this?"

Five years ago? It should be." The alchemist motioned him to continue, so Lava Jore continued, "At first, the priests just preached the teachings. But few people are willing to join. But I don't know when the believers of the mother of the desert have spread all over the sand sea, and prayers can be heard everywhere..."

"Once," Sasha Jore interrupted, "I saw a priest praying in a water-scarce village and begging for a rain."

"Did the rain fall at that time?"

"Yes. Although it was very short, everyone in the village thought it was an obvious spirit and became her followers.

Clumsy tricks. Li Ou thought.

"And then?"

"Then?" Lava Jole had a bitter smile on his face. About a few months ago, they seemed crazy. There are believers of the mother of the desert everywhere, and all those who still believe in the gods are regarded as pagans. Swords and gallows are their ultimate destination. Whether we like it or not, we are now believers of the mother of the desert. We don't want to be hung as a dry corpse..."

"Ren go, let go of me!"

A cry for help suddenly sounded in a hut outside the corner.

When they rushed over, they happened to see a group of soldiers dragging a woman out of the door. The woman's clothes were messy and she couldn't help struggling, but the two soldiers waiting outside the door immediately rushed up, firmly pressed her kicking feet, and tied her tightly with mah rope. The woman saw them. Help me, please...uh..." A soldier rudely tore the woman's clothes and gagged her mouth.

"You'd better mind your own business!" A soldier warned viciously.

Lu Yuewu unveiled her hood and showed an angry face. White devil!" Another soldier screamed.

"Infidels!"

The leading soldiers saw the long sword around their waists. The annihilated magic light is the greatest deterrent. He stopped his impulsive men. White devil, you'd better do something without seeing it. He threatened harshly, "In this way, I will also turn a blind eye to you. Otherwise, even you will be arrested together. You are all infidels, just like this woman. They should be cursed and hanged alive!"

"Let them go. Leave it alone." Leo chose to avoid it.

"Why?" Lu Yuewu asked angrily.

Li Ou met her burning eyes and said calmly, "We can't save everyone, Moon Dance. We can't protect everyone either. The city has completely gone crazy.

The female swordsman breathed rapidly and her chest fluctuated violently. This is not the reason!" She roared deeply, and she stared into Leo's eyes. When did you become so iron-hearted, so weak and selfish?

"Because I know that I am insignificant; because we are not God." He looked directly into the eyes of the female swordsman without hesitation. Her eyes were full of glory and responsibilities, which made him confused and involuntarily intoxicated. He would never experience and understand the persistence and pride. If you want to go, I will definitely stop you." He said firmly.

Lu Yuewu suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed to his chest.

The body of the sword flashed brightly - this is the rune sword he gave her, engraved with his name engraved on it.

Lava Joray and his son were stunned by the sudden change. Mr. Leo, Miss Moon Dance is..."

Li Ou told them, "A little quarrel." He looked at the shining tip of the sword, and the pain in his heart was indescribable. He cheered up and said bitterly, "We can't change the world. We are not the only ones now. The last good luck will not happen again this time.

"That's what you always say." Lu Yuewu interrupted him, and the sword in her hand was as violent as her excitement. How many times has it been, Leo? Every time you find out all kinds of reasons, I believe you once, twice, three times... I always tell myself that you think more carefully than me. But what? Look at yourself, when did you meet your expectations? Your failure is always covered up with various excuses. In her eyes, am I a loser?" You are a complete coward! A hypocrite who only knows his selfishness!"

So I'm so bad in your heart?

Li Ou looked at her angry eyes, and a deep sadness surged into his heart.

"Is there anything else?"

"I really misread you!" No sentence is more hurtful than this one. How could I fall in love with you!"

Her eyes will not be fake. Her eyes are colder and more piercing than the winter in the north. She is serious.

Li Ou lowered his shoulders.

In despair, he caught a straw and shouted at her, "Don't forget, you are my guard!" Since your honor is greater than everything, you regard yourself as an old knight and yourself as a saint of salvation, then remember your duty!"

As soon as he said the words, he regretted it. However, there is no regret in the world about selling medicine. Alchemy is also powerless.

Lu Yuewu stared at him for a while. Then she threw the sword at his feet. I always remember it." She said calmly, "That's all."