Blue and White Society 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 slice. Those people have family members. The more they searched, the more they arrested nearly a thousand people!

There are wooden pillars like that in their homes!

If there is no one, it will be temporarily taken away for investigation, and then put back after confirmation.

"Is there any more?" Mo Poor looked serious.

"It's gone for the time being, thanks to the fact that they don't like to go out, otherwise it would be more than that." Lord Gou said.

Currently, the police station couldn't let go, 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." Gou Ye 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 haven't been to the temple for three years, they just practice 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. Is that right?" Mo Poor 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. After that, let the chicken sender give two every day, right?"

"Yes." Peng Gu also confessed.

Mo Qiong sighed: "After that, your friend also came to you, just 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 friends of friends, relatives of relatives all worship this totem..."

Zaku said dissatisfied: "Is there any problem? That's why you arrested us? I bought the chicken and made the pillars myself. I worshiped sincerely at home. I didn't steal or rob , San did not kill anyone, did he break the law?"

"Don't worry, we will heal your injuries and let you go back soon. But before that, you must explain who has seen this totem, and you must not miss any of them," Mo Poor said.

"I believe in the Buddha, I have no distractions, and I don't know anything." Zhagu said calmly.

Mo Poor frowned and said, "Buddha? You call that thing Buddha?"

As he spoke, he directly brought up a picture on the screen. It was a fragment of the totem pole brought from the scene. It was part of a very abstract figure, not a Buddha at all.

Zaku said with a smile: "Do you know what the Buddha looks like? I believe in it, and I will not be shaken because it looks like or not like a so-called Buddha statue."

"Buddha is just a mortal. His philosophy is not for you to smear wood with blood. Sorry, I really know what Buddha looks like. We have Sakyamuni's DNA, which can restore his appearance. You Want to know?" Mo Poor smiled.

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."

Mo Poor was shocked by this man's one-second operation, and said in astonishment: "Is it so casual? Why do you believe in it? Worship it? Can you tell me a reason?"

Zaku thought for a while, then looked at his brother Peng Gu next to him.

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

"Because they believe that there really is a God, and that God created all things and creatures. So do you have to tell me that this 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 is it worthy of your belief?" Mo Poor said.

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

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

Zaku looked at his younger brother appreciatively, and then said: "Yes! It's not God, it's an indescribable pattern, which cannot be described. This is what we worship! Do you understand me when I say that?"

"..." Mo Poor once felt that he was being played, but thinking that it was a contained object, maybe 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 say, then it's not a god, okay? Do you believe it?"

"Okay, I understand, you guys 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 worshiping that pattern devoutly is an absolute characteristic in itself.

Worshiping it is something you have to do every day, and you can understand that set of procedures without a teacher.

It's funny to say, when these believers are interrogated what kind of **** 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 **** 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 said directly: "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.

They will not be disturbed by any external objects to their belief in that totem. 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, or even anything to maintain.

Because no need! I believe in it, what has it to do with it?

You say it's just a carved piece of wood? Yes, I carved it myself.

You say it won't save me, it will only hurt me? I know, I didn't let it save me.

If you have such a belief, you will not eat oil and salt, and you will not eat soft and hard.

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 sacrifices are 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 when you are 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 dreams, you can have a glorious life until death, a lingering night, or 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 **** of one side in a vast epic battle.

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

Aside from their imagination, the only thing that limits them is: Don't sleep, get up and eat.

"That's why they quit their jobs and devoted themselves to becoming monks." Mo Poor frowned.

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

In the beginning, they were still able to work normally, 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, it 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 previous ambitions are gone. Instead, I sleep at home and dream!

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

Like a drug addict, it is enough to live a life without starving to death. In reality, you can muddle along and put all your sustenance in your totem and sleep. Some people even quit drug addiction because they believed in totems...

Fortunately, for the time being, there are still many believers who have not discovered their ability.

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

Mo Poor inquired and found that they really always felt that they always felt that they had "thinking day and night dreaming", but they hadn't realized that... this kind of day thinking and night dreaming can be made up at will!

This kind of reflex arc... actually saved them. These three hundred people have not yet 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 they delete their memories, they can't restore what they lost.

"Phew...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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