"Linda has always liked religious paintings, its layout, its presentation, and the connotation behind it. Linda thinks it is beautiful, and she has always been obsessed with this beauty.

Moreover, this is a way of embodying God. Through these scrolls, the high God seems to be pulled into the human world from the clouds.

We can then use human thinking to understand and explain them."

Karen nodded and sat down on the sofa.

He didn't know how to describe the painting in front of him. Although it was not finished yet, it already gave people a clear pressure.

crazy pope,

The dead cult of light,

In the last era and the first half of this era, the Illuminati Cult was definitely a giant.

Many new churches, such as the Cult of Kosmos, even had to add the God of Light to their "mythical narratives" in the early days to support them. This shows how exaggerated the orthodox status of the Cult of Light is.

Among the several books that Grandpa asked Lunt to send him, except for "Symmetra" which specifically introduces the Cult of Kosmos, the other books are overviews of other religions.

And within these overviews, the shadow of the God of Light is literally everywhere.

so,

After reading a lot of information about other churches, Karen's impression of the God of Light became more and more like the "Emperor Qianlong" in his previous life.

In the past life, folk snacks from various places were often eaten by Emperor Qianlong when he went to the south of the Yangtze River, and he named it, which made it famous;

It seemed that Qianlong had no serious business at all and was busy tasting snacks and bringing goods everywhere every day.

The God of Light seems to be the same way. He doesn't do God's business, so he promotes "New Gods" everywhere, either to awaken the "God of Order", or to help the God of the Abyss to suppress powerful demons, or to help the God of Abyss suppress powerful demons.

Mother Earth seals the cracks in the earth, as well as various appearances, interactions, and rescues.

All I can say is, there is nothing new under the sun.

Just like many people in the past life had the impression of Westerners as being independent, equal, high-quality and happy in education, many people in the West think that Asians generally have a squinty-eyed image;

Many times, the so-called established impression is just a frame you have set up to make you mistakenly believe that this is how the other person lives, and that that taste is pure;

When your eyes focus on individuals or small families or small towns, there is no specific difference. In fact, it is just that the filters on your eyes have not been taken off.

Just like these "towering" major churches now, they are now solemn and solemn, with believers everywhere. They explain their own theocratic rights and spare no effort to protect their true God. However, in the early days of "starting a business", everyone was the elder brother and did not laugh at the second brother.

, any means can be used.

But later on when they became rich, everyone learned to "pretend", and people or believers who were of their generation or too far away naturally accepted their current "mask".

What Dis said about the God of Order: The God of Order raised by prostitutes.

The inner meaning is actually a mockery of the God of Order being both responsible and established.

My thoughts return to reality,

Looking at the crazy pope in the picture, my feelings suddenly deepened.

The Light God's Religion was severely damaged by a huge accident and entered a cycle of decline. However, what really caused the Light God's Religion to completely lose its strength and leave almost no bones left was actually these orthodox churches today.

While they were desperately modifying the part about the existence of the God of Light in their own "mythological narrative", they were driving the Light Cult to an end and completely eliminating the possibility of this behemoth rising again.

"You seem to be very touched?" Piaget sat down on the sofa opposite Karen. "Linda also likes to sit in front of these religious paintings for a long time. The expression on her face is exactly the same as yours."

"Really." Karen smiled, "I just think it's interesting to think about it. After all, God is a product created by man. After the aloof divinity is stripped away, what is filled inside is actually still human nature."

"Is God a product created by man?" Piaget chewed on this sentence, "I'm surprised that you have this opinion."

Only then did Karen realize that he had made a mistake. There is a true God in this world.

Whether it is Alfred, Ms. Molly, or his grandfather Dis, they are the best proof that there is supernatural power intervening in the operation of this world.

But Karen was unwilling to take back his previous words. Subconsciously, he still believed that the definition of "God was created by man" was correct.

A firm materialist does not mean that Ye Gong loves dragons, nor does he behave like a fool, but that even if the God of Light is standing in front of you, you will roll up his sleeves and feel his pulse.

"By the way, I have a case here that I think is quite interesting. Let me tell you about it. Let's analyze it together. I'll omit the name."

"OK."

Piaget brought the chat mode back.

Next, everyone discussed the professional business, based on the cases, analyzed the causes, improved the development process, and then discussed the treatment plan.

This is a very interesting thing. Karen also brought up cases from her previous life to discuss with Piaget.

Piaget took a leave of absence from school after his wife "died" and had a hand for a long time, while Karen was forced to change her major after she "died";

The two people chatted more and more deeply and became more and more speculative.

Before I knew it, I had been chatting for nearly three hours, but I still didn't have enough to say, but I felt a little hungry.

"I'm going to call Linda to prepare a supper for us." Piaget was about to get angry.

Karen quickly reached out and held his shoulder:

"I'll do it."

Piaget hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's fine."

Karen first used Piaget's phone to call home and told Aunt Mary that she was chatting with Piaget at his house.

After all, this is my first date with Eunice. If I don’t go back too late, my family will mistakenly think that I won’t go home for the first date?

The man’s family will not feel that they are at a disadvantage, but they may look down on the woman because of it.

After making the call, Karen walked into the kitchen, not bothering to cook any more. She fried a few eggs and made two large sandwiches. Finally, she took out a large bottle of milk from the Piaget refrigerator.

The two of them sat face to face on the sofa, eating sandwiches while continuing their previous chat. When the conversation got so interesting, they couldn't help but raise their glasses to drink a glass of milk.

Before I knew it, we were chatting until two o'clock in the morning.

Both of them were busy during the day. Piaget went to the library to browse information all day long, while Karen dated all day long. The two gradually started chatting while sitting down to lying down on the sofa.

In the end, I didn't know who it was, but when I saw that the other person didn't respond, I just closed my eyes and fell asleep together.

In a daze of sleep,

Karen suddenly felt a little cold and subconsciously wanted to find something to cover himself with. He remembered that there was a blanket on the sofa.

I didn't feel it, so I had to open my eyes, only to find something like human skin "coming downstairs" at the entrance of the stairs.

Karen saw it, and it seemed to see Karen.

However, Karen didn't feel any fear in his heart, because he probably guessed who that thing was.

On the one hand, it may be that I have experienced a lot of such things recently, and on the other hand, it may be that I have a relatively close relationship with Piaget, which is similar to the fact that I have no fear of being close to human corpses.

Karen didn't yell or scream, and continued to watch it go downstairs.

Then, my eyelids couldn't hold back the sleepiness, so I closed my eyes and continued to sleep.

After sleeping for a while, I felt someone pushing me gently.

Opening his eyes, Karen saw Linda standing in front of him with a warm smile:

"Mr. Cullen, it's easy to catch a cold if you sleep here. The guest room is ready. You can go to the guest room to rest."

From the corner of her eye, Karen noticed that Piaget on the sofa opposite had disappeared.

In fact, for Karen, it doesn't make much difference whether Linda is a personality born out of Karen's schizophrenia or has elements of a strange demon. He can accept both majors calmly.

The most important thing is that he doesn't think that the other person will hurt him. This kind of trust comes inexplicably, but it makes people inexplicably sure.

"Okay, thank you ma'am."

Karen did not refuse this arrangement, because he already felt a little chilly, and he might catch a cold if he continued to sleep and woke up during the day.

Linda walked in front and Karen followed behind and went up to the second floor.

"This is the room. The bed is already made."

"Thank you ma'am."

Karen walked into the guest room, took off his clothes, lay on the bed, pulled up the quilt, and felt completely wrapped in comfort.

A crisp sound sounded next to Karen. Karen opened her eyes slightly and found that a tray containing tea and snacks was placed on the bedside table in front of her.

"The tea is here for you to drink if you are thirsty at night."

"Okay, ma'am."

Linda walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.

Karen turned sideways and continued to sleep.

This sleep was very deep and long.

By the time Karen felt that her mental consciousness had been replenished through sleep to almost fullness,

The sound of music seems to be coming to my ears. It is very ancient music, and there is also human singing mixed in it, but it is very far away, so far that you can dispel it with a frown.

This is not the feeling of dreaming, but a calling.

For example, if you are walking on the beach and there is a group of people having a bonfire party in the distance, of course you can walk over and join them. Of course, you can also turn around and go back, or you can simply lie down far away and continue to sleep on your own.

Karen chose and walked over, because he still couldn't sense the malice, it was more like an invitation.
To be continued...