“I think!”Moon didn’t know what was the benefit of learning God’s words, but she had only one thought in mind, and that was what Master wanted to teach her.

Since then, the month has been learning God’s words (the result is that God’s words are simplified Chinese characters after 4,000 years!).The first group of words she learned was the name of the book Master read, called: "The Second Disease of Central and Second Disease to Save the World."

She wrote carefully for three days and three nights, and finally remembered these seven words.

Other words, she did not recognize so easy, but she remembered the three words "two diseases", because the book called the shelf is full of books, almost every book has these three words on it.

She has not yet recognized the words of the whole God, so she has not been able to read a book independently, nor do I know what is written in these books, but it is very strange that Master is reading books more and more fascinated, in a professional term, that is:

Go, fire, enter, demon!

So Yue can almost be sure that in fact, these books with "two diseases in the middle and two diseases" are cultivation cheats, and only if all the books with "middle and two diseases" have been thoroughly studied, she can be as strong as Master.

So she tried harder to read.

Sometimes, she can’t help but ask Master, “Master, why do you all read the books of the two diseases?”Is there a secret in these two books?”

The master told her expressionless, "No."

“Then why are you watching?”

"There's someone who showed me."

“Why should I read the book of the second disease?”

"I don't know."

“I don’t know, so you’re still watching?”

"As long as she told me to do it, I'll do it."

After listening to Master's words, the moon could not help but be envious and jealous, and I thought to what kind of people could let Master say such a thing?Is that man a man or a woman?

But no matter what the moon asks, Master will not continue to answer, so "that person" has become the most difficult mystery in the moon heart.

One day, she came to the cave and said to Master, “Master, will you be too lonely if you live here alone?”

The Master said, "It's okay."

“Are you going back to my tribe and live with me?”The moon asked cautiously, afraid that Master would be unhappy.

Master put down the book of the second disease and asked, “Why should I go back with you?”

The moon said, “Wouldn’t it be too lonely for you to live here?”

The Master said, "It's okay."

He didn't seem to know what it meant to be lonely, or he had long been used to being alone, but she wanted to pull him closer and try to catch him completely and not let go!

After a moment of hesitation, the moon said cautiously again: "Master, I am now a holy witch in the tribe, and everyone says that I am the most powerful witch in history, and I no longer need to sneak here to cultivate as before."And here is far from the tribe, I have to walk a long time every day, and my legs are sour!If you move to my tribe and live with me, I won’t have to go so far to see you.”

“All right.”

“All right?”She looked at Master in surprise: “Master, have you agreed?”

“Hmm.”

He stood up, and waved his sleeves, and everything in the cave was gone, as if he had received an invisible place.

“Oh?”She paused for a moment, “What kind of magic is this?”

“Do you want to learn?”Master looked at her.

“Hmm!”As long as he wants to teach, she learns.

“Call the Master.”

Here it is again!

Every time, I always ask her what she learned, and then let her call him Master, what is the condition, "Master" is not his name?Aren’t people called by name?

There was doubt in the heart of the moon, but she also asked not to export, but obediently called him "master."

Master was happy now, and although there was nothing fluctating in his expression, the moon felt that every time he called him "Master", Master would be happy for a while.

She took him back to the tribe, and she was particularly attentive to arranging his abode.

But he doesn’t seem to care how he lives.No, it should be said that he does not care about anyone at all, no matter who passed by him, he has never looked up at anyone, the only person who will look up is her, which seems to be a privilege.

Soon, the chief of the tribe summoned her to her.

In front of the chief, she converged a little, because she had seen the long-lost former witch in the chief's house.

The witch had retired, she was old, and after giving her the bone-made cane, she rested at home every day, waiting for the day of her death.

But that day, she was there.

This makes the moon very thorny, very scared, and thinks that you may have done something wrong.

The former witch summoned her to her eyes and asked amiably, “Who is the man you brought back from the moon?”

He said, “He’s not a human being.”

“Isn’t he human?What is he?”

“It is God.”

“God?”The expression of the chief and the former witch changed immediately, “Doesn’t God all live in heaven?”

The moon said, "No, he lives in the sea."

“The sea?”The old witch frowned and said, “Moon, you shouldn’t have been deceived by that man?”How could God live in the sea?Does God not all live in heaven?

The moon shook its head and said, “No, Master said, God doesn’t live in heaven, they live in a space they have opened up, and that space is not ‘heaven.’”Why did Master live in the sea, he said, since the emergence of the world, in fact, there is no land, only water, and it is later that the plate movement slowly separated the sea from the land.He is one of the oldest gods in the world, so he was born in the sea.”

The chief and the old witch were full of questions.

The moon looked at their expressions and understood, "Well, I know you don't understand, anyway, when Master and I said it, I don't understand."

The old witch sighed and stopped tangling the question, she pulled the moon aside and lowered her voice and asked, “How do you know this god?”

The moon said, "Meet me on the road."

“Why did you bring God back to the tribe?”

“Because he doesn’t have a place to live!”

The old witch sighed and looked at her with a concern she could not understand: "Then, except for this reason, there is no other reason?"

The moon asked, “What’s the reason?”

The old witch clutched her hand tightly, and the dry palm caught her so much pain: "Do you like him?"