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"I mean, can they really talk to Mara?"

"Yes, I can, for sure, my wife was also blessed by Mara and picked it up for me." The rest of the guards also gathered around and praised the effectiveness of Mara Temple.

The troll man was muttering in his heart, true or false, this is a marriage agency.So what are the clues to the mother's memory?

The previous conversation made Lu Zhengkang clear that Jiaerna's memory was only twenty-one, the best and healthiest years, exquisite skills, and full of fantasies about the future and the distance.Countless young people embarked on the journey with hope and confusion, but the difference between her is that she is a lone wolf abandoned by her hometown.She wandered around, working, thief, robbery, and occasionally reading some books. Her grandmother taught her words and language, and as a weak person, she still knows how to draw the courage to move forward from books.

My mother met his father at almost this age, and occasional scraps in the diary will talk about the scene of their love.

Mara, the Holy Spirit in charge of love and marriage.In the Nordic system, she is the maid of Gine, and in the imperial system, she is the mother god, the motherhood incarnation of the universe.

In this way, it is clear that the loss of mother’s memory of love is related to Mara, but he is just an unconscious higher soul, and he does not have any spontaneous behavior. Therefore, someone should use Mara’s supernatural power to wipe Except for the memory of mother.

Lu Zhengkang asked the guards, "These priests, what is their character?"

"We don’t often come into contact with them, and occasionally we can see some of them in the tavern. They all seem to be very good people. Brother, you can see by yourself, but I warn you not to do anything illegal. Thing."

Waving goodbye to the greedy guards, Lu Zhengkang walked close to the city. The streets were fairly tidy, and the houses were closely arranged on both sides. These tall buildings were very stylish, either wooden or stone, with tall triangles. The top is covered with compact square tiles.This is the place where the rich live. Only the top-grade stuff can be found on the ground. As for the poor, they live in the dark underground of the city, in simple shack beside the river.

You can see the river after walking for a distance, across the city, like a deep valley, the smell of rotting fish and shrimp is constantly rolling up, wet and greasy, just like those unqualified seafood markets. The air is full of disgusting smell, people can't wait to pick their noses.

The Temple of Mara is next to the lord’s mansion, across a villa of the Black Thorn family. The door is hung with a red linen flag and decorated with light yellow Mara patterns. A guard leaned lazily on the wall, yes. The visiting Lu Zhengkang nodded, and then turned to look at the street again. No one knew what he was looking at.

Lu Zhengkang walked through the courtyard full of deciduous and dead grass, walked up the steps, and lightly patted the copper knocker on the temple gate.

A female priest of dark elf with obvious wrinkles opened the door, and the bright candlelight in the room reflected her, gilding her with faint light spots on her old orange robe. The first words she said was "Mara Madam bless you, my child."

The female priest stepped aside and invited Lu Zhengkang in.

"Any doubts?"

Lu Zhengkang saw Mara's brass statue at first sight, with a gentle halo in the candlelight, with some patina rust on the surface. This was a well-dressed woman with the posture of a martyr, her head tilted sideways, His hands were naturally opened on both sides of the body, and there were two tear marks on his face, like a loving mother in a painful situation.

Lu Zhengkang passed through the rows of benches and came to the altar table. On the ground was a wooden carved offering box, standing here to admire Mara's face.

This is what mortals think of him, not his true appearance, but that is not important.

"Excuse me, how can I get inspiration from Ms. Mara?"

"Ah, it was you."

Lu Zhengkang was taken aback, "So it was me?"

"Yes, Ms. Mara has long told me that a skeptical man will come to seek love."

"No, I'm not here to seek love."

"I didn't say that I came to seek my love." Although the dark elf priest is old, there is still a kind of innocent and lively, incompatible with the declining city of Rift Valley, like the sun at night.Pious beliefs have given these priests great satisfaction in their hearts and extremely high moral standards.They are almost the last light of this rotten city.

Lu Zhengkang expressed respect and bowed his head slightly, "I did not ask your name."

"I don't have a big name. My name is Dingya? Baru. Ms. Mara is a trivial seeker of knowledge.

"Then can you tell me how to solve my troubles?"

"In fact, I only have the right to talk about the revelation and read it out, and I can only understand it by yourself.

"Listen thoroughly."

"The filthy fool also looks up to the flowers of love,

"What you once owned will never give up until you die.

"In the deep darkness, there is the bloody key to the dead,

"When people who truly love meet,

"Sorrowful souls will rest in peace.

"Go to God's endless garden together."

Lu Zhengkang smacked his lips and didn't understand.

"Excuse me for being stupid, is there any further inspiration?"

Ding Ya shook her head and smiled lovingly, "Don't rush for a while, it's better to leave time to those close to you, when the fateful opportunity appears, you will naturally seize it."

Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath, was silent for a while, and bowed deeply to the statue of Mara, "Thank you for the guidance of the Holy Spirit. I would like to contribute some meager efforts so that your pastor can carry forward the glory."

Leaving twenty thick gold bricks, Lu Zhengkang took advantage of the darkness to completely engulf the sky, stepped on the locomotive, and hurried towards the Hosgar Peak.

Many things are not always so smoothly and smoothly, and it is normal to have setbacks. What Lu Zhengkang needs to do is to sort out the clues.

Chapter 282 Lu Zhengkang's Aura

There are totally two states of having children and no children.

With a child, there is more concern.

A thing called inheritance echoed in Lu Zhengkang's heart, always telling him that he should teach the truth to his children.It is like lighting a fire, emitting some light, and then passing the light out to ignite more sparks.

But after all, he is an outsider. He doesn't know what he should leave to future generations. In the growth of Jonas, Lu Zhengkang only hopes that he can be brave, and he does not have to feel sorry for life at any time. He didn't know what to say.

Although there are many things to understand, just like internal strength, not everything is universal.

Of course, Lu Zhengkang can teach some humanistic ideas, teach some ethics and morals, and bring his favorite and recognized culture to this world.But these things are not necessarily suitable for inheritance.Especially in such a fantasy world where magic and gods exist.

He can only tell Jonas one truth-power!

Originally, I planned to throw him out to fend for himself when Jonas was an adult, but when Lu Zhengkang was surprised to learn that he was a dragonborn, things became more complicated.

Just like the truth he has always believed.This world is not only alive to have power, but to have power to live.Although Jonas was precocious and gifted, he was just a little chicken after all, and he could not afford the fate of life and death in the world.

In the future, Alduin will return to the world to enslave mortals again. Without the dragonborn, who can stop these immortal existences?No matter how many dragons were slain, as long as Alduin mused his soul-calling spit, he could bring them back to the world.

The odds of human victory are too small, and only the Dragonborn can end this disaster.

Life is not a game, it can be understated.The stories in the game are arranged, one after the other, so that you can be dizzy and you can play happily.The stories of life are mostly a combination of plain and unexpected, and for ordinary people, pain is often more than sweet.

Lu Zhengkang has seen many stories of ordinary people in the sky.Those who live in the wild can even set up tents or simple huts as homes. They are people who can’t afford a house in the city and can’t pay taxes and fees. Some make a living by fishing and hunting, some just leave. On the road to home and house.And the people living in the town have a hard time living. They work hard in farming or work for businessmen, and the money they earn needs to pay various taxes, which are trivial things every day.These two types of people have to worry about being killed by wild beasts or thieves. Although the people living in the city are safer, they have their own worries.

The young people yearn for the heroic deeds in the story and want to go out and wander around, while the old people just want to live without disaster.Everyday life looks exactly the same, like a big quagmire that will drag everyone in to drown. People know that the present day is not what they want, but they are at a loss in the future.

Careerists want to use the people's dissatisfaction with the Platinum Agreement to start a war. The mixed-race Skyrim Province shows signs of rising racism, and complaints can always be heard.The Nords, who are happy after hearing the war, are longing for an explosion of iron and blood, but no one has considered the consequences, or everyone is deceiving themselves to forget the consequences.

Why can Lu Zhengkang live a chic life?Just because he can eat and drink enough, and has enough strength, these are achievements that most people are difficult to achieve.The peaceful and prosperous days were obtained by his labor and wisdom.

Poverty is not terrible. The terrible thing is that there is no opportunity for improvement. Just like the people of Winterhold, what can people do in that place?Nothing can be done, life is very difficult, but no one will miss any opportunity to make money.Those who work hard in the mines on the edge of the tundra are the Winterhold people, and the mines will always be dug up. What should they do then?