In the dark and quiet chaos.

The girl wearing a white shirt and a plaid skirt, white silk stockings and small white shoes was groping alone in the darkness.

Her high ponytail naturally swayed with her slow movements.

Her steps seemed to be stepping on the ground, but when she squatted down, her palms could pass through the soles of her feet without any obstacles.

This is a quiet chaos, it has nothing, but it seems to be a world.

A surging crazy wave washed over the chaos and hit the girl.

A layer of shallow and mysterious Taoist rhyme appeared on her body, flashing with a faint fluorescence, resisting the surge of madness.

After cutting off the already extremely thin Taoist rhyme, the surging madness stopped.

The girl knew that this was not the end, but the brief tranquility before the next round of attacks arrived.

This surge of madness is getting stronger and stronger, and she doesn't have much time left.

The person in this area completely exceeded her understanding, and even the sharpest sword light could not break through this chaotic mist.

She looked up at the silent chaos, as if she was going to pass through the endless time through this chaos and see the figure at the end of time.

Brother, where are you...

——

"ah!"

Mo Yu woke up from his deep sleep, and the moonlight outside the window was still bright.

He slowly got up and walked out of the house.

This is a relatively high-end inn in Jerusalem. A well was dug in the yard below the inn, and residents could take the water from the well to wash.

Mo Yu walked into the yard and looked at the bright moonlight above his head.

When he reached his point, it was almost impossible to have nightmares again. All unconventional information was actually some kind of "revelation" from fate.

He fed a bucket of water, then scooped it up from it and poured it on his cheek.

The cold well water acted on his cheeks that had given up on protection, and the strong stimulation made him a little more awake.

He lowered his head and looked at the reflected face in the bucket.

It was the face of a very ordinary Jew, with long brown hair, light yellow skin, a knife-like face and a sacred atmosphere that enveloped his body.

This is the face of Joshua, which Mo Yu turned into.

The content of this nightmare made Mo Yu a little anxious. He had not had such a strong emotional fluctuation for a long time.

Mo Yue may encounter some danger in the future.

But soon, he calmed himself down.

He is anxious and incompetent here and is furious. He needs to complete this ritual as soon as possible. Judging from the previous Taiyi situation, the power of the original chaos, that is, the Creator's power can quickly reduce the cd of the [Reincarnation] card.

As the missionary progressed, Mo Yu felt that in a sense he was getting closer and closer to the Creator. As long as he completed the ritual, he could mobilize the power from the Creator.

He took a deep breath and calmed down his anxious thoughts.

Panic and irritability cannot solve any problem. The first priority when encountering things is to be calm.

As long as he can mobilize the power of the Creator, he can reset the CD of [Reincarnation] infinitely. He has many opportunities to adjust to the right time to save his sister. The most important thing at the moment is to complete the ritual and become a saint and obtain the authority to mobilize the power of the Creator.

When his anxious heart slowly calmed down, he sighed, glanced at the bright moon in the sky again, and turned around and walked back to the inn house.

After he left, the reflection in the water also looked up at the bright moon in the sky and showed a faint smile.

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The next morning, when Mo Yu walked out of the house, he happened to see Judas who had prepared wheat cakes.

"Brother, breakfast."

Judas handed over the wheat cake.

"I thought you had left last night."

Mo Yu smiled and took the dough.

"After all, I've messed with your bet."

Judas sighed, saying that he was on a whim and emphasized that Mo Yu was the great prophet, so that Mo Yu and the high priest had a bet later. "What's the point? You can only bear it together. Anyway, it's only three days. When you lose the bet, I'll run away immediately."

Mo Yu looked up at him, smiled, and said nothing.

Even if Judas didn't say it, he would bet with the high priest. His purpose of coming here was to beat the priests of the old sect.

After passing the hurdle of Jerusalem, only by pressing the priests of the old sect to the ground can we continue to preach to the south.

"Why are you so confident?" Judas scratched his head. Since Mo Yu would lose, he would not pretend. After Mo Yu lost, the new sect would inevitably be in a slump and would have no value for surrender.

"Brother, it's not me who you are talking about, the scams, miracles, etc. I've seen a lot of people in the world. Even if you really have some skills, how many skills can you have from a remote town?

Look at the disciples, fishermen, peasants, widows you have accepted, and not many of them have read books, and they cannot draw a single letter in three strokes.

Otherwise, you listen to me and run away with me. I still have some assets. You are also smart. Then we can take a boat to go to the opposite side of the sea to do business.

I tell you, do you know Rome is a bit rich? I heard from the sea merchants who came across the sea that they were wearing thin, light and comfortable clothes. Then we were all made of one piece and were swaying, which was not better than being frightened here?"

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment before he realized that the "Tianyi" he said was a silk sold from the East.

The silkworms of this era are ancient silkworms, which are thinner than those of later generations, and the silk they spit out is thinner and more fragile. However, using such silk can weave a gauze dress that is as light as nothing and the whole piece of clothing is less than one or two.

Caesar likes clothes made of silk very much. This is not only her trophy, but also lighter and softer than traditional cloth clothes, but also reflects her proud figure.

With her leading the way, the entire Roman aristocratic class was popular in wearing silk clothes, which gradually became a habit.

"Don't you believe I'm a prophet?"

Mo Yu took a bite of the wheat cake and asked Judas with a smile.

"The fool believes it."

Judas rolled his eyes, and he pulled off a piece of wheat bread and stuffed it into his mouth, "There is no prophet in this world who saves the world, the Messiah, but those idiots who do not have the ability to change their lives, so they hope to save them with an illusory person.

People still have to rely on themselves.”

He once believed very piously that there would be great prophets in this world to save him, and in the end, these piety were shaved by the slave owner.

It was not until his parents died of illness due to long-term overwork that he realized that there would be no savior in this world to save him, and he could only rely on himself to survive.

"Don't you believe in God?"

Mo Yu looked at Judah with interest. Judah had faith, although it was very weak, but this proved that Judah was not a true atheist.

"I believe," Judas shrugged and simply sat directly next to Mo Yu, "But God will not save us. In the scriptures, God killed more people than saved people. God does not care about our life and death.

We are just domestic animals raised by His animals. Do you care about the life and death of domestic animals? He may be interested in giving us some food. When he is unhappy, he will kill a group of people. We have nothing special to him."

He continued to pull down the wheat cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "When we do business, we pay for an equivalent exchange. Only when your things are valuable can we pay for it."

What value do we have to God? The whole world was created by Him. Are we what we have and He does not have?

As for what we are all children of God, what is the reason for this?

Parents should also seek to support their children when raising children. Even if they don’t seek this, it’s total love, but there is always hope in their hearts, right?

What does God seek to us? We are not even the same species as Him, but just look like him.

If He really had mercy on everyone, why did some people enjoy all their glory and wealth while others were slaves and servants only seeking food and clothing overnight?”

His words would inevitably be blasphemous disrespectful in the Jewish region and would be beaten by everyone, but he still said them.

These things have been suppressed in his heart for too long, and they have to be said.

And he also had a feeling that Mo Yu understood him. After all, a person who could deceive in the name of God would not respect God very much.

Mo Yu probably knew that Judas had regarded him as a liar in his heart, but he did not refute, but smiled.

In fact, Mo Yu felt that Judas was born in the wrong place. If he was born in the East, he would inevitably become a Taoist master. Even if he was born in the South Asian subcontinent and practiced Buddhism, he could still become a Bodhisattva or Arhat.

But he was born in a place with a strong religious atmosphere, and he could not tolerate too advanced knowledge.

A genius is a little ahead of time, and a madman is a time ahead of time.

"What do you think?"

Juda looked at Mo Yu without reaction, and looked at Mo Yu nervously, for fear that Mo Yu would not agree with his opinion. Once Mo Yu reported him, it would be too late for him to run away now.

"God is ruthless," Mo Yu smiled and took over his words.

“No matter how poor or rich or noble they are treated equally before God, so He will not give food to the hungry, justice to the wronged, reward to the righteous, and shelter to the homeless.

God will not uphold justice or punish evil spirits.

God is ruthless, He just stares at the movement of heaven, earth and all things indifferently.

God will not give his believers wheat bread and fresh fish."

Heaven and earth are unkind, and they regard all things as straw dogs.

Juda looked at Mo Yu blankly, and he felt that Mo Yu seemed to agree with his point of view, but he did not seem to agree completely.
To be continued...