One kilometer later, Ye Tingbai saw the hotel again. This time, the lights were on in all four rooms, and the people inside the room were stirring. It looked extremely lively. Ye Tingbai was still waiting for a bomb, blowing the place into a deep pit.

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It was dawn, and Ye Tingbai had lost count of how many hotels he had bombed. He just felt that his ammunition depot was about to be empty. There were sixty bombs in a box, and he used more than half of them. No one else was harmed, but his psychology was real.

I have been tortured greatly, and the hotel that follows me everywhere is really disappointing.

He has decided that if he meets the Ajian Hotel next time, he will not leave. He will go in and meet the father and son for a while to see what they are up to. But this time the small hotel does not seem to give him this opportunity.

After the first encounter, the father and son stopped in the middle of the road and stared at Ye Tingbai.

The sub-personality controlled the body and made a single operation without saying a word. The two people were surrounded by daggers flying in the sky, and they could cut each other into pieces in the next second. At this time, the old man suddenly spoke.

"Is there something in the shop that makes the customers dissatisfied? That makes them retaliate against us like this."

Ye Tingbai was confused by the question. Will he take revenge?

Could it be that this hotel has been following him hauntingly, and how could it turn into his revenge? But with Ajian's gloomy face, Ye Tingbai felt that there seemed to be a misunderstanding here.

"What do you mean if I take revenge on you? Aren't you chasing me all the time?"

Ajian said coldly.

"We just opened a store. We opened a few more stores, and almost all of them were eaten up by customers. Why bother bothering us?"

The sub-personality took back the dagger, inserted it back into his waist, and asked strangely: "You mean, these hotels just look like each other, not one?"

A Jian: "Yes, haven't you heard of chain stores?"

Ye Tingbai smiled. He regained control of his body. His face was full of embarrassment and disbelief. He seemed to have made a mistake, but how could such an old hotel still be a chain?

A Jian: "I see that you are not an ordinary person. You were injured by my son. You burned requiem incense to help you sleep. But you didn't expect to be retaliated like this. In one night, all forty-six stores were blown up by you."

Ye Tingbai was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. If words could be written on his face, the only word left would be "embarrassment". He asked weakly.

"What is your hotel doing?"

"The Ajian Hotel does not accept living people, only the souls of the dead. The number of deaths in this city has surged recently, so dozens of hotels have been set up along the way. I just didn't expect you to see this sinister thing, so I had no choice but to let you

Check in.”

No matter what camp the other party is in, but now that people are trying to reason with Ye Tingbai, he has indeed done something wrong, and he really can't refute it with a single word.

"Then tell me how to compensate you. Can money be used?"

"Yang people's money is of no use to me. Now that the hotel has been destroyed, we are unable to contain the souls passing by. Then the resentful ghosts will run rampant and the city will be completely hopeless.

I see that you have the scent of incense on your body. If you still have a conscience, help this city out of danger. If you have no intention of helping, just leave."

Ye Tingbai: "Please let me figure it out first. What is Yin and Yang? Why do I feel that the style of painting is wrong? Did your tone of voice come from a book?"

Ajian frowned and looked a little unhappy.

"In your words, we believe in Yama, the local god of ten temples, and maintain the order of yin and yang. We are neither life nor death. We are Yin people."

Ye Tingbai understood immediately, pointed at A Jian and asked: "Apostle? Divine descendant? Is that what you mean?"

"That's right, according to what you said, I am the divine family member of King Bian Cheng of the Sixth Hall under the Tenth Hall of Yama."

Ye Tingbai really felt that the world was getting more and more exciting. He also deeply understood the sentence described in the previous book. The number of local gods was huge and complex. The powerful ones were comparable to the foreign gods, and the weak ones were not as good as humans.

The so-called local gods are the various styles of gods created by all the ethnic groups and countries, different cultures and customs in the world at that time. This should also be what the local gods look like. How many different beliefs are there in the world?

How many different native gods are there.

Even the tens of thousands of ice field savages have their own gods, not to mention those races with a huge population base. This world is due to the destruction and rebirth of mankind several times, as well as the powerful external oppression of pollution and the Heavenly Palace.

Only then did it complete the great integration.

It is said that in the original era, the most prosperous era of mankind, the world had a population of 40 to 50 billion and hundreds of countries. However, due to the arrival of alien gods, the number of people dropped sharply until they finally died out.

Moreover, the so-called extinction of human beings and the change of epochs does not mean that human beings are completely extinct, no less, but that the remaining human beings cannot support their civilization. When civilization is destroyed, human beings will become savages.

Even in the most bloody and cruel Third Age, there were still people who could survive. The simplest example is that the ice people below Yangcheng lived through five eras and multiplied underground for five eras.

Today's human beings have a huge knowledge system. There is not much that each person can delve into. They are each developing in their own directions. Once these human beings die due to some kind of disaster, it can basically be declared that part of the knowledge has been completely lost.

When 99.9% of the human race in this world is destroyed, it can be said that this ethnic group is extinct, because the remaining humans are no longer enough to complete the continuation of civilization. They will slowly enter the barbaric era without legal and social constraints, and return from democracy to centralization.

, in the process of expanding the ethnic group, another unique civilization may be derived.

This is the truth of the Five Era.

Ye Tingbai: "Are all the descendants of local gods able to move around at will in the real world?"

Ajian asked rhetorically.

"Where are we going if we don't go to the real world? The fairy world is the abode of God, and it is not something we can covet."

Ye Tingbai: "I feel really bad when you talk like this. We call that place Dreamland."

"It's just a title. The gods have never left this world, it's just that humans have abandoned them. Even so, we people are still trying our best to protect humans."

Ye Tingbai also believed that the local gods were on the side of humans before, but since he discovered the strong dependence of the dream fragments on faith, he understood that the world was not as beautiful as he imagined.

In order to maintain their faith, local gods naturally have to show themselves worthy of faith in front of humans. This is necessary for missionary work and beautification necessary for the sake of faith.

Before, he mistakenly thought that his own divine being was quite rare, but now it seems that divine beings are not uncommon, at least much easier to see than those stragglers who only exist in legends.
Chapter completed!