Blue and White Society - Chapter 310

[Chapter 300 I believe in it, what does it have to do with it?]

In just four hours, Mo Poor and Lord Gou acted separately, cooperating with the local government and some peripheral personnel.

A total of more than 970 people were arrested, many of them were relatives and friends of the 14 people who had been to the jungle tribe, and even neighbors, colleagues, and a few irrelevant people.

Pull out a radish and bring out a piece, those people have family members, more and more investigations, and nearly a thousand people were arrested in the end!

There are wooden pillars like that in their homes!

If there are none, they will be temporarily taken away for investigation, and then put back after confirmation.

“Is there any more?” Mo Poor’s face was serious.

“It’s gone for now, thanks to the fact that they don’t like to go out, otherwise it would be more than that.” Lord Gou said.

Now that he was caught, the police station couldn’t let him go anymore, and Nava directly vacated an apartment for resettlement.

“D-80749 and D-80750 are here.” I saw a bulletproof car coming from the apartment building, and two men in blue uniforms were escorted by peripheral personnel.

“Mo Poor, you come to interrogate, I will take the D-class personnel to check and clean up these people’s houses.” Lord Gou said.

Mo Poor nodded, walked straight into the interrogation room, and asked for the two men who were arrested at first to be brought up.

These two men are brothers, one named Zhagu and the other named Penggu.

Both of them have become monks.

But according to the information provided by the temple, they have not gone to the temple for three years, and they are just practicing at home.

“…After you came back from the Lazy Clan, you made a totem out of wood. Every day, you asked people to bring live chickens, slaughtered them yourself, and smeared the blood on the pillars. Right?” Mo Qiong asked.

“Yes.” Zaku confessed.

Mo Poor asked Peng Gu again: “You live with your brother, and you watch him sacrifice every day, so you also sacrifice with him. Then you asked the chicken sender to give two every day, right?”

“Yes.” Peng Gu also confessed.

Mo Qiong sighed: “After that, your friend also came to you, and happened to bump into your priest, and he also participated in it later. Then your friend’s parents also set up a totem at home, and then other relatives also accidentally found out, so the friend My friends and relatives all worship this totem…”

Zaku said dissatisfied: “What’s the problem? That’s why you arrested us? I bought the chicken and

made the pillars myself. The family worshiped sincerely. Firstly, they did not steal, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, secondly, ” “”””” “”

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Did not commit any crimes .

Whoever has seen this totem, no one should be missed.” Mo Poor said.

“I believe in Buddha, I have no other distractions, and I don’t know anything.” Zhagu said calmly.

Mo Poor raised his brows and said, “Buddha? You call that thing Buddha?” As he

spoke, he directly called up a picture on the screen. It was a fragment of a totem pillar brought from the scene. A small part, but just from that small part, it can be seen that it is a part of a very abstract figure, and it is definitely not a Buddha.

Zaku smiled and said, “Do you know what the Buddha looks like? I believe in it, and I will not be shaken by it because it looks like or not like the so-called Buddha.”

“The Buddha is just a mortal. I’m sorry, I really know what the Buddha looked like, we have Sakyamuni’s DNA, we can restore his appearance. Do you want to know?” Mo Qiong said with a smile.

Zaku looked at Mo Poor in surprise, then shook his head and said, “You really know? Well, I’m not interested in the Buddha’s appearance. If I take back what I said before, then it’s not Buddha, um…it’s God.

” This person was shocked by the operation of changing teachers in a second, and said in amazement: “Is it so casual? Why do you believe in it? Worship it? Can you tell me a reason?”

Zaku thought for a while, and looked at his brother next to him pengu.

Peng Gu also looked at him, and then the two asked together: “Why do Christians believe in God?”

“Because they believe that there is a God, and that God created all things and creatures. So don’t you want to tell me that it is this The pattern created the world? So you have to worship it?” Mo Poor said.

Zaku said: “I don’t know if it created the world.”

“Then what does it have that you believe in?” Mo Poor said.

“…it…it is a great existence…” Zaku said for a long time, unable to explain why, and then looked at his younger brother.

Peng Gu also looked at him, and said: “Brother, how about saying that it is an indescribable pattern that cannot be described?”

Zaku glanced at his younger brother appreciatively, and then said: “Yes! It is not God, it is indescribable.”

The pattern of the name is indescribable, this is what we worship! Do you understand what I mean?”

“…” Mo Poor once felt that he was being played, but thinking that it was a contained object, perhaps this was their true feeling.

“You make up the doctrine temporarily? Since it’s meaningless, can you try not to worship it? Or don’t worship it?” Mo Poor asked.

“How can we not sacrifice! We are so devout!” The two brothers said seriously.

“What are you devout about…it’s just a piece of wood with a pattern carved on it, do you think it’s a god?” Mo Poor said.

Zaku couldn’t say no to Mo Poor, so he simply said: “I know, I carved it myself, don’t I know it’s wood? But I’m really devout, so let’s see, then it’s not a god, okay, can you believe it? ”

“Okay, I understand, you go down to heal your injuries and take a break.” Mo Poor waved his hand and asked someone to bring the next batch.

In this way, he interrogated more than a hundred people in a row, and finally sorted out the detailed characteristics.

The act of devotion to that pattern is itself an absolute quality.

And worshiping it is done every day, and you can understand the set of procedures without a teacher.

It’s funny to say, when these believers are interrogated what kind of god it is, what teachings it has, and why they believe in it, they can’t tell the reason at all.

Some people directly say that it is indescribable and indescribable.

In short, what they believe in is that pattern, and they can even think it is not a god in their hearts, just treat it as a piece of wood, but that kind of worship will not change.

It doesn’t matter what the totem is called, some people call it the spirit of all things, some call it Buddha, some call it God, and some call it Holy Light.

Even the names of God of Destruction and God of Wealth came.

The most coquettish thing is that there is a Chinese believer in Thailand who calls him Guan Erye!

But when the people of the Blue and White Society belittled the so-called God and the so-called Buddha, they were not angry, as if they were not talking about their inner beliefs, but passers-by.

They just used the names of some gods to answer Mo Poor’s question, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to tell what it was, so they just said, “It’s not a god, it’s not a god, okay?”

That’s a pattern, you blind!

Don’t you know?

It was as if Mo Poor himself was the one twisted by his mind.

Their belief in that totem will not be disturbed by any external objects. On the one hand, it is the coercive effect of mind distortion, and on the other hand, it is because this kind of worship has no flaws.

There is no doctrine, no entity, no description of its greatness, no generalization of its divine power, not even anything to maintain.

Because there is no need!

I believe in it, what has it to do with it?

You say it’s just a piece of wood with engraved patterns?

Yes, I carved it myself.

You say it won’t save me, only kill me?

I know, I didn’t let it save me.

With such a belief, you don’t eat oil and salt, and you don’t eat soft and hard food.

It would be nice to say that it is so pure, but for believers who sacrifice daily, they are actually rewarded.

As long as the sacrifice is made that day, they can decide in advance what they dream about in their sleep that day.

All the plots in the dream can be written while awake, and then you can dream exactly as you want, and it is extremely clear.

Every believer will have the ability to write scripts for dreams and set them in advance.

In the dream, you can have a life of glory until death, you can have a lingering night, or you can have an experience that can only be found in countless books and movies.

During sleep, the brain will construct an extremely clear dream world, and everything in it exists to complete the dream script.

They can become the lords of billions of galaxies, ancient feudal emperors, and immortal gods.

Or become the commander or pawn of one side in a vast epic battle.

Everything that you dare to think but dare not think about, what you desire but don’t desire, what you actually have but don’t have, will come true.

Except for their imagination, the only thing that limits them is: Don’t sleep, get up and eat.

“It’s because of this that they quit their jobs and devoted themselves to becoming a monk.” Mo Poor frowned.

In dreams, believers can realize all their dreams, which is more terrible than drug addiction.

At first they were able to work as usual, except that they spent a few minutes offering sacrifices every day, there was no difference from usual.

But after doing whatever they wanted in their dreams too many times, they all sank.

This is not a forced obsession, but a natural addiction, a voluntary obsession and obsession.

I used to sleep once a day and go to work the next day, but then I didn’t want to go to work, so I asked for leave and went back to sleep…

After that, I got deeper and deeper.

Do not work, and spend most of the day in bed except for offering sacrifices and eating.

They spend their savings, and when they run out of money, they go to do odd jobs.

With the money I earned, I bought some offerings, and then slept soundly, living a life like a salted fish. The euphemistic name is: worshiping the Buddha with sincerity.

In short, in reality, all ideals and pursuits are gone, and the ambitions and ambitions of the past are gone. Instead, I sleep at home and dream!

The fragile mind of human beings can hardly resist this kind of experience.

Just like a drug addict, it is enough to live a life without starving to death. In reality, he muddled along and put all his sustenance in totems and sleep.

Some people even got rid of drug addiction because they believed in totems…

Fortunately, there are still many believers who haven’t discovered their own ability.

There are about 300 people who just want to sacrifice purely, and then do what they should do, just like eating and drinking water.

Mo Poor inquired, and found that they really always feel that they always feel that they are “thinking day and night dreaming”, but UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com just haven’t realized that… this kind of day thinking and night dream can be made up at will!

This kind of reflex arc… actually saved them. These 300 people have not tasted the forbidden fruit, and they are still living a good life, just doing one more thing every day.

As for the believers who have discovered that they can think up the dream script in advance, without exception, they are all sunk, extremely lazy, and give up their efforts.

Their lives have been ruined by themselves, even if their memories are deleted, what they lost cannot be restored.

“Huh… It’s nothing… The problem is this guy…”

Mo Poor looked at a document, and a believer confessed that he took a photo of the sacrificial process and posted it on a certain video station.

It was released in 2015, six years have passed!

Play volume…510,000.

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Demonic Cangyue said

ps: Sorry.

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