Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Spirit World Monsters
"In this world, the most common people are often ordinary people like you and me."
Facing Hemingway's explanation, Zhao Yuan turned his head and looked at the world in the chaos and complexity in front of him, which seemed to have some order.
I felt a little clear in my heart.
It seems that it is not only the real world, but also the spirits in the middle worlds in front of you.
"Repent! These sinful souls! You must believe in God's teachings to obtain the eternal life given by God! In this way, you can be saved!"
Just as Zhao Yuan suddenly realized, a spirit dressed in a pastor not far away suddenly spoke and began to pray loudly.
Attention to the spirit's actions, Zhao Yuan's face showed a puzzled expression. He turned his head to look at Hemingway beside him but found that it was accustomed to his face.
In the distance, after constant praying, I found that the spirits around me were indifferent. The spirit of this pastor suddenly changed its pious appearance and threatened: "You were born in the world with deep sins. When you were humans, you refused to listen to God's teachings, so you have now fallen to the spiritual world and cannot enter the kingdom of heaven! But now it is still time. As long as you follow the instructions of God and practice and practice well in the spiritual world. One day, you will definitely enter the kingdom of heaven! It is only after I follow God's will that I will come to the spiritual world to educate and influence you."
Witnessing the changes in the two-level reversal of the priest, Zhao Yuan's expression began to become a little weird.
At the same time, the words in the spirit's mouth gradually changed from prayer to a curse of the surrounding spirits: "Damn it! Those who do not listen to God's teachings will definitely be punished! Soon, a flood in the spiritual world will take away the lives of all unrepentant people, especially those with deep sins, before that, they will be hit by a huge rock from the sky and die."
"This is just a self-righteous spirit."
Hemingway curled his lips and explained to him when he noticed the gaze that Zhao Yuan cast.
"In the spiritual world, no one can deceive himself. In reality, you can use external knowledge and authority to deceive others, but it will not work after you come to the spiritual world. This is because after humans die and become souls, only the most primitive root of human beings, that is, the memory of the spirit."
"After the memory of reality passes through the 'river', it only leaves the most memorable thing. In the case of the pastor, when he is in reality, because he is a clergy in the church and has an authoritative position, people will believe in his teachings."
"However, he mistakenly thought that this was because his teachings had great power. At this time, memories that were respected by the people still existed even when they arrived in the spiritual world. He did not find his mistakes and was still preaching in the spiritual world. The purpose or motivation of his mission was actually just out of his own selfish desires and delusions to win people's respect."
"There are many spirits like this in the Middle World, the most of which are self-righteous politicians who mistakenly regard the expectations of the people as their own greatness. Even if they enter the [spiritual world], they have not forgotten these memories and become addicted to it."
Does this count? I even cheated myself after wearing the mask for a long time.
Hearing these examples Hemingway was holding, Zhao Yuan raised some eyebrows, turned his head to look at the pastor who once again prayed with a pious attitude after the curse.
Zhao Yuan never had too high expectations for the nature of clergy, after all, there are a lot of scandals about them in the real world.
"Since you have arrived in the Middle World, you will complete the remaining adventures alone."
With his eyes retracted from the spirit in the distance, Hemingway turned his head and said to Zhao Yuan beside him, then waved his arm, and an old-fashioned car stopped in front of it.
This great writer has been addicted to alcohol all his life, and even if he becomes a spirit, he still cannot forget his love for wine. There are a large group of spirits who are as fascinated by wine as it is. Many of the spirits' last memories before their death remain on drinking, and many of them come from the time of the Prohibition of Wine.
He looked at Hemingway's back as he got into the car without looking back.
Zhao Yuan shrugged, but he didn't show too much dissatisfaction, just as it said.
When we came to the Middle World, in fact, the purpose of Zhao Yuan's [Spiritual World] adventure has been roughly completed. At most, we will just take a look here and collect some materials for the [Spiritual World] scripts we will create in the future.
With this idea in mind, Zhao Yuan began to walk down the street.
After the spirit dressed by the pastor, the other party was chattering and praying and cursing.
Walk through a street with a distinctly huge modern atmosphere and walk around the corner.
The next moment, the scene presented to Zhao Yuan changed from a modern city to a medieval European castle.
Looking at the golden farmland around him, Zhao Yuan turned his head and looked at the bustling modern streets behind him. Even though he had heard Hemingway's explanation, the strong sense of separation in front of him still made him feel a little subtle and unnatural.
Walking along the concrete road in front of the castle, Zhao Yuan saw a man wearing a gorgeous medieval dress on the road. He wore a twinkling ring on his fingers and kept muttering the name "Cape" in his mouth, which seemed to have extraordinary significance for it.
Obviously, this spirit should be a famous existence in the real world, but in the spiritual world, its once prominent background no longer exists, but itself is still obsessed with past memories, just like the spirit of the pastor that Zhao Yuan saw before.
Passing by the castle, Zhao Yuan saw many guys like men along the way.
As we see these kinds of guys, Zhao Yuan's reaction has gone from being novel at the beginning to being commonplace later, ignoring these spirits who are addicted to memory.
Zhao Yuan walked through the castle building and then entered a city that looked like in the 1950s and 1960s.
In this city, Zhao Yuan saw two groups of black and white, clearly separated from each other.
Among the black spirit group, a spirit in a suit kept waving his arms, as if he was proclaiming something loudly.
At the same time, among the white spirit group, there is also a spirit who is fiercely opposed to something.
Soon, a fierce conflict broke out between the two groups, and they attacked each other fiercely.
“It started again…”
But beside Zhao Yuan, the onlooker, shook his head and said with a strange expression.
"Even if they become spirits, they still remember their colors."
Chapter completed!