Chapter 625: Snow White Divine Robe
Liu Sheng did not ask deeply.
She knew in her heart that Mrs. Su had probably sensed the same problem - the spiritual grace of the Supreme God was gradually drying up.
Maybe...
Old Mrs. Su also saw the scene she saw, but both parties tacitly chose to avoid talking about it.
But Liu Sheng was not sure whether such a scene appeared because his mental value had just barely recovered to pass the passing mark.
Thinking about it, she gently supported Mrs. Su and walked slowly towards the west side of the hall accompanied by the dazed old man.
On both sides of the main hall, long corridors wind outwards, leading to the apse and side halls, where the priests practice and live.
This is also where they are going today.
Walking in the winding corridor, Liu Sheng looked at the carved columns on both sides of the corridor that stood upright from the sky. Pavilions and pavilions were hidden among the green, with gurgling water, lingering clouds and mist, and countless cranes. Just soaring above the blue waves, sika deer pace in the forest in twos and threes.
It is a fairyland scene that is isolated from the world, but there are traces of careful decoration everywhere.
"The environment here is really nice..."
Liu Sheng murmured to himself in a low voice, and Liu Sheng in his heart also responded:
[Compared with here, the new The world’s temples are really inferior. 】
After hearing this, Mrs. Su naturally smiled and continued: "After all, it is the temple of the Tang Dynasty, supreme."
Liu Sheng nodded, and then thought that the temple in the New World might not be able to create such an momentum in another hundred years.
Perhaps, there is no need to force it, believe it or not, it is up to one's heart.
The priests who were passing by were all dressed in white divine robes, with upright postures, stern faces, and distant and proud eyes.
No matter how many gold threads there are on the sleeves of the opponent's robe, even though Mrs. Su is a second-grade official, she still salutes respectfully.
Liu Sheng naturally bowed his head and saluted.
However, the priests only nodded slightly, as if it was a matter of course, and then walked away proudly.
When other believers saw the priest, many of them immediately fell to the ground and knelt down.
Liu Sheng even saw another person crawling forward, grabbing the hem of the god's robe and kissing him, his face full of enthusiasm.
But the priest just took off his clothes with an indifferent expression, walked away without saying a word and without looking away.
The believer didn't feel the cold reception. He just kowtowed repeatedly and murmured something excitedly in a low voice, as if he was grateful.
Seeing all these things, Liu Sheng lowered his eyebrows and stayed beside Mrs. Su, but he didn't want to salute these priests anymore.
Mr. Su saw Liu Sheng's thoughts and said with a half-smile: "How about it? If you also become a priest, naturally you don't have to be so groveling."
Liu Sheng smiled slightly. Startled, he shook his head and said: "Student has no intention..."
"It's a pity that you are practicing three-dimensional practice and don't go to the temple. " Mrs. Su sighed and said slowly, "Back then, my spirituality was less than 80, and I couldn't even pass the temple entrance exam, so I had to go to the General Administration of Weaving..."
" It's good for you to be like this." Liu Sheng thought of Mrs. Su in another world, with such a carefree spirit, and thought it would be good to be a domineering old lady.
"Maybe." Mrs. Su smiled faintly, "I can only say that one drink and one peck are all destiny."
Her eyes suddenly fell forward, and the smile between her eyebrows slowly faded.
Beside the small bridge in the courtyard, two priests looked down at the believers kneeling on the ground.
It was a middle-aged man with messy gray hair, holding a thin, pale, lifeless girl in his arms. His forehead was bleeding from the blow, and he begged in a trembling voice: "Please bless me, priest." Sir! Save my daughter. Son..."
A priest sneered, his voice as cold as frost: "Blessing is the grace of the Supreme God, how can it be done casually? If the power of faith is not enough, it will not help no matter how long you kneel."
The man raised his head, with panic and fear in his eyes: "Sir, I sincerely believe in the Supreme God, please believe me!" "Although you are sincere, your daughter is not..." the priest said coldly, " Otherwise, if you ask all the way, which temple would dare to accept your request? I didn’t expect that you would dare to bring a blasphemer with you? Go to the temple!"
The man immediately trembled and said in a trembling voice: "She is just a six-year-old girl, how can she not believe in the Supreme God?"
< br>"Really? You can tell just by looking at it." Another priest slowly raised his hand, and a faint white light lit up on his fingertips.
The white light fell on the little girl, but it slid down like water without stopping.
Immediately, the expression on his face became a little colder, and his tone was a little mocking: "Look, her power of faith is disappointingly weak. Blessing? Let's not talk about it."
The man suddenly said As if struck by lightning, he collapsed to the ground holding the girl, his eyes full of despair.
He opened his mouth, as if he was about to speak again, but was kicked down by the priest and let out a muffled groan.
"Go away, we have opened a wide range of policies and we have not arrested her for blasphemy, which is considered merciful."
The priest's voice was cold and biting, and he extended a hand as he spoke. He kicked the girl who was tightly protected by the man.
But he was stopped by another priest.
"Don't waste time." The priest said lightly, "The discussion is important."
So, the priest put away his feet and snorted coldly.
The two of them turned and left together. The hem of the white robe drew an arc on the ground, like a touch of white ice and snow, but with a biting chill.
Liu Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes.
She held Old Mrs. Su's hand and exerted a little force, but she heard Old Mrs. Su whisper: "Don't mind your own business."
Outside the corridor, the water was still gurgling, the cranes were still graceful, and the sika deer in the forest were also there. Pacing.
Only the man was holding the girl and kneeling on the ground, repeating something silently, like a desperate plea.
Many believers looked around, complex expressions flashing in their eyes, but no one dared to step forward.
They have all been judged as blasphemers by the priests, who dares to join in?
Other priests passed by, glanced at it, and then walked away indifferently.
At this moment, a small pill was quietly dropped from the crowd, rolled in front of the man with a faint fragrance, and gently bumped into his knee to stop.
The man looked down and was stunned for a moment, then picked it up tremblingly.
When you take a sniff close to your nose, the rich and fresh medicinal fragrance instantly fills your nose, your spirit is lifted, and you know that this is an extraordinary product.
Surprise suddenly appeared on his face. He looked up and looked around, trying to find the source of the medicine, but he could only see the crowd of people watching, and no one showed any strange expressions.
He also knew that it was better to keep quiet, so he quickly put away the medicine silently, endured the pain of being kicked on his leg, hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Liu Sheng glanced back, then looked away as if nothing had happened.
But I heard Mrs. Su say softly: "Such a precious little Huandan..."
Then she shook her head and said nothing more.
Liu Sheng remained silent and did not answer. He moved his sleeves slightly while lowering his eyes, and secretly gave the little tentacle a light slap.
["Mom" throws really accurately! 】
The corners of her lips curved slightly.
At this time, the west side hall where the meeting was held was in sight.
The palace door was heavy and forbidding, white-robed priests filed in, and a solemn atmosphere gradually enveloped the surroundings.