"Oinke?"

"Yeah Owenke."

After hearing this name, Old Joey subconsciously recited it several times in his throat when he heard it, as if he had heard this name somewhere.

But it doesn't matter. Old Joey doesn't want to recall anything now. He never recalls it. Ziliang told him that memories are the most stupid behavior. Those messy things are finally forgotten behind their minds, so why do you still need to recall them?

This idea in Old Joey's mind was probably equivalent to, 'The shit I had to pull out with my strength can't be stuffed back into my butt.'

So, Old Joey directly ignored the portrait.

Mia was still smiling and said to Old Joey: "This is the greatest pig-headed man in the world. He once killed angels and once slaughtered the Forsakens."

"oh."

"But unfortunately, after that, Owenke disappeared, and no one knew where he went." Mia said, and then suddenly said to Old Joey in a low voice: "Actually, I doubt whether there is Owenke. He might be a virtual character that adults think of in order not to be afraid of angels."

"Oh." Old Joey responded like this. In fact, he really didn't care whether there was Owenke, so he smacked his lips: "Does that eat?"

Mia was stunned, and then he remembered that this person was a poor guy who had been hungry for many days.

"Ahhh, I'm sorry, I forgot." Mia said embarrassedly.

Soon, she prepared some food for Old Joey, and of course, and Peg, although it was not very suitable for her appetite, but she had been hungry for so many days and everything she ate was delicious.

After that, Old Joey asked another question he was more concerned about, that is, how to get out of here.

"Rongqiao" is the answer given by Mia.

"Ah? Where is that."

"Legendary: If you want to go out of heaven and see the outside world, you must cross the Hongqiao. However, only the most devout people have the opportunity to see this bridge." Mia explained: "Those who walk across the Hongqiao will get the ultimate happiness, so people in heaven are working hard for this goal."

"How can it be considered pious?"

"Work hard, farm hard, pay tribute on time," Mia said. "Of course, this is what we should do, but the harvest this time is really bad. There is no way for the village to pay enough tribute, so we have to hide because the angels are only friendly to the devout people. If he sees us lazy people, they will definitely purify us."

"Oh." Old Joey nodded. He knew that the meaning of 'purification' was to kill him.

It seems that it is really difficult to leave here.

Old Joey was very depressed and thought that he could have a way to leave here quickly, but Old Joey was not good at finding a way.

About a few days later, the villagers finally confirmed that the angry angels would not come back, so everyone moved out one after another and returned to the village on the ground.

They continued to farm, live, and prayed that they could deliver satisfactory answers the next time they stored their offerings, so that they would be one step closer to their final happiness.

It seemed that everyone in the whole paradise lived like this. Although Old Joey felt a little awkward, he had no other choice but to follow this little bit.

The sun above the head is so dazzling. It was unknown how long after Old Joey heard that there are thousands of "suns" in this world. They are lying on the dome and have luminous organs like fireflies at the tail. Once, a "sun" fell down, as big as a windmill.

In this paradise where there is no day and night, Old Joey completely lost control of time, eats when he is hungry, and sleeps when he is sleepy. He is very strong, so the villagers like him very much because he can do the work of five people. Others say that he will be selected as the most pious person soon. Old Joey seemed very happy when he heard this.

Just like this, living, there is no difference between spending a year and spending a day.

Finally one day, two 'angels' came to the village.

As expected, as mentioned before, the angels' faces are 'human'. They wear very clean clothes and sit in carriages pulled by pig heads. They walked into the village and the villagers took out almost all the food they had accumulated for so long.

"Is this all the tribute?" the angel asked with a smile.

"Yes, the village chief responded respectfully."

The angel nodded and ordered several pig-headed men to carry all these tributes, probably to be transported away.

Old Joey thought he would let the pigheads put things in the car, but the angels did not, so they let the pigheads stand behind the car, motionless.

Finally, all the tributes were taken away, and the angel smiled politely and said, "But, it's not enough."

At this moment, the whole village sighed, as if they had been studying hard for a long time, but the test results were still unsatisfactory.

This loss and self-blame even infected Old Joey a bit. He felt that if he had eaten less, would he be able to hand over a satisfactory tribute?

However, at this moment

"puff"

With a light sound, Old Joey frowned. He was too familiar with the sound, which was made when the sharp weapon pierced the flesh.

Then, he was surprised to see that the village chief swayed a few times and fell to the ground. Large pieces of blood began to seep out of the center of his stomach, and the angel wiped the knife in his hand with a white handkerchief.

Oh, Old Joey wasn't surprised that this angel killed a pig-headed man so easily.

He was surprised that the village chief who had been with him day and night died in front of everyone, but the pig-headed people around him were not shocked, feared, or angry at all. They seemed to be still upset, why did they not hand over the tribute this time, and why did they be so useless?

"Well, the people of heaven, you do not need to be upset. The lack of worship has dusted your pious hearts. This is sin! But heaven is a merciful kingdom. You can escape, and you can use self-blame and confession as the energy to escape, and your life is in your own hands."

"The ones who stay will be punished on your behalf, and the ones who escape will bear confession and work harder."

"Then, the merciful Lord said, you can escape!"

Old Joey listened to the angel's words in a daze.

"What is this talking about?"

However, everyone around him seemed to understand, so soon, these people began to run in the same direction in an orderly manner. Old Joey knew that that place was the so-called "Hope Village".

"Do they have to repeat this ridiculous tribute every once in a while?"

Old Joey scratched his head and thought.
Chapter completed!