I am God Chapter 11: : Gods and Temples
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Forest of the full moon.
This jungle is like a dark prison, towering giant trees are everywhere, and the huge and luxuriant canopy blocks the sky from the wind, and sometimes it is difficult to distinguish day and night when walking in it.
Besides, this prison is not safe yet. There are terrifying jungle killers hidden everywhere in the darkness, hunting down everything that passes by here. Even Helfas is always tense and cautious.
Every being here is a hunter.
At the same time, it is also prey.
Helfas didn't know how long he walked, to be precise, he didn't know how long he got lost inside.
He felt physically and mentally exhausted, dizzy, as if walking in purgatory.
The moisture of the jungle is coming in.
It is obviously very humid, but it is as hot as a stove.
He even had a feeling that he was stinking and rotting.
"Ha..."
"Hoo... ph... ph... ph..."
Helfas hunched over, panting continuously.
Through the torn clothes, one can see the wounds and scabs on his body. Even if they have initially healed, at least there is no flesh and blood, but they still look very scary.
It was a battle with Weird, which was left on him by the other party.
It's a battle, but it's actually a little self-consoling.
In the dark.
He didn't even see the opponent's appearance clearly, he only saw a terrifying sharp claw reaching down from the sky to grab him. Still got hit hard.
If it wasn't for escaping with the help of the narrow and complex terrain in the jungle, the tree-shaped biphasic monster tightly wrapped his wound and maintained his life.
He probably died in that jungle a long time ago.
He escaped from death by a narrow margin, and finally recognized his position in this jungle, and lifted him out of the dream of self-confidence in the weird success of two seals.
Being able to successfully seal Weird twice is not because of how strong he is.
It's because someone gave him enough information both times to let him know all the weaknesses of the other party.
When walking in the dark.
When the body becomes weak, when oneself is on the verge of death.
Many things that people believe in and believe in will become extremely fragile.
Helfas didn't even have the strength to walk, but he was supported by inertia. He felt that there were so many shadows in the jungle that he couldn't see clearly, and monsters might rush out at any time and kill him easily.
While he was lost in search of a way out, all kinds of distracting thoughts kept rushing into his mind, criticizing his previous thoughts.
"The seal is weird, do you have that qualification?"
"You are just a lucky one who accidentally got a ritual."
"How terrible are those weirdnesses, don't you have points for yourself?"
"During the full moon night, don't you understand what the world is like?"
"You are still running around in the lake, what exactly do you want to do, and what have you accomplished?"
At the same time, he was still talking to himself.
"I didn't want to seal all the weirdness, I just took one step at a time."
"I just want to get more power."
"I just..."
He even learned the farmer's language.
"Yes, I... I just don't want to follow the rules of this world."
In the end, the voice became more and more dull.
Even he wasn't sure what he wanted to do.
Because he doesn't even know who he is, so how can he know what he really wants to do deep down in his heart.
The moment you walk out of the jungle.
When the sun shone on him, he knelt directly on the ground.
The eyes gradually became familiar with the light. Helfas let out a long breath when he saw the tribal herdsmen driving the dragon beasts on the flat land and beside the river in the distance.
"Ah!"
He bent down hard and rubbed his face.
"Ha..."
"Finally came out."
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Exchanged a few boiled eggs with the shepherd who was driving the velvet dragon. While eating, he followed the shepherd back to the other party's tribe.
Helfas looks a bit vicissitudes, and he can use a knife made by the Golden Tribe to cut his hair into the best short hair. At most, it looks like a dog gnawing, but at least it won't Bug free and easy to clean.
But the beard is a bit difficult, and the clothes on his body have become tattered, and he looks no different from a savage, and he can no longer see the aura beyond this era.
Now he is perfectly integrated into this era.
But even so, the shepherd recognized his identity at a glance.
The black hair and eyes are too conspicuous.
The shepherd pointed at him and yelled.
"Black-haired...black-haired people."
"I've heard of you, and the merchant mentioned your name when he came."
"You are very powerful and defeated the terrible monster."
"I have also heard the story of the new peasant tribe and you. It is said that you defeated the human face tree, the terrible monster that destroyed the old peasant tribe."
The shepherd respected Helfas very much. Not only did he scream exaggeratedly when he recognized him, he didn't even ask Helfas to eat eggs.
"You have done a lot of good things, and you are still very powerful. I admire you very much. I will treat you to eat."
"Of course I know you."
"Otherwise, why would I take you back to the tribe directly?"
Helfas did not expect that he had become so famous among the dragon tribes in this area before he knew it, and the tribes far away from the Full Moon Forest knew him.
If you think about it, this should be due to the businessman.
This made him feel a little embarrassed, he felt that he had been boasted too much, and he didn't seem to do much.
Especially, I still look so embarrassed at the moment.
However, Helfas was very happy when he heard the news about the merchant and the farmer.
Half a year has passed since I left that beautiful oil-bread farmland, and it was even more than a year since I parted from the merchant.
He hasn't met the two of them for a very long time, and he has been wandering around various tribes and jungles, spending most of his time on the road, chasing the so-called weird rumors, this is his first time. For the first time, I knew the recent situation of the two of them.
Hearing the familiar name, Helfas hurriedly asked: "Has the merchant been to your tribe?"
The bearded man has a new name, which is called a businessman. Helfas was told by the other party when they parted.
But a farmer is still called a farmer.
The shepherd was waving a whip in his hand, and while he was shirtless, he was dancing and talking, while showing some objects to Helfas.
"The merchant brought people here and brought many things, including bone needles, spinning wheels, and bone shuttles, as well as beautiful pottery bowls and vases with patterns on them. Our leader also bought them necklace."
"They exchanged a lot of cloth from us, as well as a few female velvet dragon beasts."
"Their stuff is good, so we gave him the best too."
The shepherd's words are very simple, with the sincerity of people in this era.
Helfas said happily: "It seems that everything is going well, and there are no problems on the road."
The shepherd also admired: "They dare to come over such a long distance, it is really amazing."
This is the best news Helfas has heard recently.
It also comforts him.
On the way.
Helfas made a sound and helped drive the herd away.
Unknowingly, I came to a place where dragon people gathered, and what caught my eye were houses in mud lakes, with wooden roofs.
Women can be seen gathering together, skillfully using spinning wheels and waist machines, and some people are cooking in front of the stove outside the house.
This is a very large tribe, the population is estimated to be very close to the limit of a thousand people, and it is also the tribe closest to the Forest of the Full Moon.
Because they are good at weaving, they are also called the Weaving Tribe by the dragon people of the Full Moon Land.
Therefore, it can be seen that the people of the tribe wear a high proportion of commoner clothes, instead of mostly using animal skins like other tribes.
Helfas liked this prosperous scene very much, he seemed to feel something special from this tribe.
Maybe.
This is civilization!
Walking among the tribe's houses, Helfas saw a set of round-neck tunics hanging outside, so he asked the person at the door.
"Your clothes, can you sell them to me?"
"I'll use this instead."
He took out a folded dragon beast skin from the squashed pannier, which came from a ferocious dragon beast, which was very rare for the tribe.
The other party didn't think about it for long, and the deal went smoothly.
I found a place to clean it up, treated the wound and bandaged it, and put on new clothes.
Then he didn't stop, and he habitually started his routine for so long.
Every time Helfas went to a tribe or met a person, he would ask that iconic sentence.
"Is there anything weird near you, or have you heard of anything weird?"
Helfas has been collecting weird information, and he has recorded several cloth scrolls, but most of these materials only have a name or a code name.
There are still a few tribes and people who have fully understood the peculiarities of the biphasic devil worm and the human-faced tree, and who dare to understand their characteristics and try to use all their extraordinary powers.
Behind every weirdness whose power and characteristics are fully known is a **** price, and there are countless sacrifices and sacrifices beyond courage.
Because of the businessman's promotion, Helfas was not rejected by the Orb tribe, and quickly integrated into it.
Even.
Many people in the tribe came here specially to see the legendary figure Helfas. Men, women, and children surrounded Helfas tightly, as if they were looking at some rare animal.
Helfas is not used to it, but compared to this, at least it is much better than those situations where he would run away in fear as soon as he saw himself.
A person has been alone for too long, he still wants to hear more people's voices, and wants to talk to people.
Perhaps, this is also part of the reason why he collects information about weirdness everywhere!
"Weird, who dares to get in touch with those existences!"
"I heard..."
"In the east, I recently heard that there are strange haunts with horns."
“…”
People in the tribe talk in a hurry, and sometimes they ask and answer, and the topic gets off topic.
With the exception of a few, most people lack even the ability to clearly express a paragraph of meaning in words, and speech must be accompanied by gestures.
If it weren't for Helfas's special ability, it would be difficult to understand what they were saying.
Helfas didn't get much complete information about the weirdness, most of them were people who had seen some weird things, heard some stories and rumors, some of which were true or false, with speculation.
Helfas knows what should be recorded and what should not be recorded by listening to his heart.
The crowd dispersed, and he slowly closed the scroll.
"Alas!"
"There is no useful information, and there are few who have actually seen it."
Thinking about it, there are not many people who really encounter weirdness and can come back alive.
Finally.
After coming to this tribe, the biggest gain and happiest thing for Helfas was that he got two new sets of clothes.
In addition to the one on the body, the other is also patterned, sewn on with needles.
Of course Helfas was reluctant to wear it, so he put it at the bottom of his back basket and wrapped it with leaves.
He remembered the merchant's words.
"People always want to be able to dress nicely."
Even if he can't use it temporarily, he still hopes to have a better set of clothes.
I hope that one day, I can wear it happily and appear in front of people.
Although the weird information was not obtained, these gains also made Helfas very happy, and he even faintly surpassed it in his heart.
In addition to these.
He can also temporarily live in a house, which should be the best place he has lived in recently.
In the house.
He lay on his side on the bed because he was afraid of touching the wound on his back.
But even so, the feeling of having a bed still makes him feel comfortable.
He curled up in a ball on the bed, and even had a feeling that he wanted to fall asleep like this and sleep comfortably all the time.
Never go outside again, run through the jungles and wildernesses, face those horrible weirdnesses.
But it's still early in the night, and it's still bright outside.
He got up and walked around the room, and suddenly saw a painting on the wall, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was a picture carved on a stone.
"Map?"
"Who owns this house, and where is the map drawn?"
Helfas seldom sees a map. Only a person like him can understand how precious a map is.
He came outside and found a person to ask.
The tribe man responded.
"There is no one left, I left a month ago."
"This is a picture of going to the temple. It should be prepared when they set off."
Helfas's original movements stopped immediately, and he came back to his senses in surprise.
"What?"
"Temple?"
Helfas actually heard the word God for the first time. He didn't know what the syllables of this pronunciation meant. He really understood its meaning through the ability to read the other person's heart.
But I don't know why, the moment I heard this word, another word with the same meaning immediately appeared in my mind.
Just like the various other words that popped up in his mind before.
Helfas quickly stepped forward and asked the other party: "What temple?"
The other party said: "A long time ago, there was a legend that someone saw a temple in the depths of the full moon forest, which enshrined a great god."
"Every month, some people in the tribe leave the tribe."
"And many of them will go to find the legendary temple, to find the great god."
Helfas understands.
It is said to be leaving, but it is actually expulsion.
Because once a tribe has more than a thousand people, the possibility of a large population gathering to attract powerful monsters is higher, so each tribe is controlling the population of its own tribe.
The elderly, those who are sick, or those who leave voluntarily and involuntarily for various other reasons must leave at this time.
Some started wandering, just like the previous merchants.
Some reorganized new tribes, just like the current farmer tribe.
Erzhi tribe has another tradition.
The other party didn't know where he heard it from, and he was talking to Helfas endlessly.
"I heard that gods are omnipotent, even this world was created by gods."
“…”
Helfas still felt unbelievable, he continued to ask.
"God?"
"Is there really a **** in this world?"
The other party also hesitated: "I listened to what they said."
Helfas: "Where is the temple?"
The other party said: "The deepest part of the full moon forest."
Helfas opened his mouth wide, and he looked back at the terrifying jungle.
The sunless darkness from which he had just narrowly escaped death.
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He said he wanted to lie in bed and have a good sleep, but at night, Helfas couldn't fall asleep anyway.
He sat alone at the door, doing nothing, just in a daze.
He speaks alone.
"Are you going?"
"It's very dangerous, it's really going to die."
After a while, he talked to himself again.
"It doesn't matter if you die, the key is what you want to do, have you figured it out, can you find the result in the end?"
"Isn't it better to just stay in peace and live comfortably like this?"
"Is it really so important who you are?"
Maybe it's because the road is too tired and too hard.
Maybe it's because no matter how hard he searches, he just seems to be wandering back in place. The world is so vast and boundless, and he seems unable to get out of it in his whole life.
He seems to have forgotten his original intention of collecting weird information, and he is also confused about the reason why he set out in the first place.
"Black-haired man!"
Suddenly, a child appeared and yelled at him, as if trying to startle him.
Helfas's thoughts were interrupted, and he didn't think much about it, he just thought it was a child being naughty.
He reached out and took out a breadfruit from the side, and asked the child, "Do you want to eat it?"
Unexpectedly, the child also took out one: "I have it too, so I don't want yours."
Helfas: "You too?"
"Where did you come from?"
The child said with a natural expression: "When the businessman came here before, he also brought a lot of this kind of fruit. It is said that a farmer tribe has a lot of this kind of fruit."
Helfas was stunned, the delicacies and precious things he thought were no longer unique.
However, he was not too disappointed.
He looked at the oily breadfruit in the child's hand, and compared it with the one in his own.
Then.
I couldn't help but laugh.
He suddenly felt some changes brought about by himself, right in front of his eyes, and he could see it so clearly.
There is no grandeur, nor is it great.
It's just a child from other tribes who ate a piece of breadfruit.
That's all.
The child moved closer and looked at Helfas curiously.
He then asked: "I heard that you defeated two very powerful monsters, is it true?"
Helfas said: "It's not powerful, but it is indeed a very dangerous weirdness for us."
The child asked what the weirdness was like and how scary it was.
Helfas said some insignificant details, and just like that, it also attracted many children from the tribe.
And there are more and more, and finally the front of the house is surrounded by a large black area.
It was also the first time they heard that someone dared to confront Weird, and this person was right in front of them, all of them were so surprised that their mouths opened wide.
But not long after, someone came over and called them back.
The children left reluctantly.
Running, jumping, and talking about what I just heard.
"The human-faced tree, with many strange human faces, is a man-eating one!"
"Turn people into mummy and eat them."
"Scary."
And Helfas watched them silently.
Back in the house, he looked up at the map engraved on the wall.
"God?"
"What is in the temple, and will it record anything?"
"What kind of existence can build a temple?"
"Could it be related to that pillar?"
Helfas stared at every detail of the map, and he could feel that the person who drew it was very careful. The other person should really believe in the existence of gods, and he wanted to see the gods very strongly.
And he may have different ideas from the person who engraved this map, but the mood of wanting to find the answer is similar.
Helfas stepped forward.
Rubbing the map on the wall bit by bit, without missing a single detail.
Next.
He was going to go into the dark jungle again, to face those horrible weirdnesses.
Helfas didn't expect everything there would bring him, he only expected that he could find an answer.
Even if you find the temple in the end, you just find an answer to come to this world.
Even on this road, it is enough to find a reason to keep going.