"It turns out that in foreign countries, people also pay attention to burning a stick of incense." A middle-aged man with an oriental face sighed in the crowd.
The first incense stick is the most pious, and the first person to climb the Mount of Praise in the Parthenon will also be favored by the goddess.
The person who said this was Mo Jiaxing, who occasionally burned incense and worshiped Buddha.
He is used to being in places with people, especially ordinary people.
It was extremely cold at the height of the Parthenon Temple. There were no middle-aged women dancing in the square or old men playing chess and drinking. There was no atmosphere of ease at all. Mo Jiaxing simply couldn’t stay there. Only when there was the smell of fireworks Only in this place did Mo Jiaxing feel truly comfortable.
Of course, what he likes most is joining in the fun.
He could have entered Lizan Mountain through the "VIP Channel", and Lizan Mountain also had a special seat for him, but he was still willing to follow this "climbing" army. It felt like everyone was going to the temple at midnight on New Year's Eve in an endless stream. Same, with a New Year flavor.
"It turns out we have compatriots." Someone seemed to have heard Mo Jiaxing's sigh, and a man's voice came from behind Mo Jiaxing.
Mo Jiaxing turned his head and saw a blindfolded man in his thirties separated by two or three people.
He was leaning on a blind crutch. He was obviously a blind man, but he gave people a solemn and majestic feeling, and his waist did not bend at all to find his way.
Mo Jiaxing hurriedly took a few steps to let the people behind him pass first.
"You have to climb mountains if your eyes are inconvenient. It's not easy for you, little brother. Is it to cure your eyes?" Mo Jiaxing likes to get to know people, so he walked with this man who is also Chinese.
"The eyes cannot be cured, but I am also very humorous. He compared such an important day in Greece to the first stick of incense." The blind man said.
"Haha, just say it casually. Since your eyes can't be cured, why are you still climbing?" Mo Jiaxing asked in confusion.
"I just have something to do, but my eyesight is not very convenient. Could you please help me?" the blind man said.
"It's no problem. We are all compatriots. If you have any difficulties, just ask."
"Thank you very much."
"What do you call me, little brother?"
"Jiang Bin." The blindfolded man said.
"Looking at your demeanor, you look like a soldier. Were you injured on the battlefield?"
"I said I was a knight. Brother, you might not believe it."
"Then you have a lot of stories to tell. It's okay. Let's talk along the way. It will be much more comfortable to have someone to talk to on such a long journey."
…
At the foot of Lizan Mountain, a woman wearing black linen clothes climbed up the mountain with light steps. The top of Lizan Mountain is very wide, and it is arranged like an open-air ceremony venue. The six-color sunshade canopy is spread perfectly above the head. It forms a beautiful canopy dome, covering the entire Lizan Mountain ceremony stage.
The woman in linen glanced around and saw many seats.
Some special groups of people took their seats one after another. They all have a certain status in this society and do not need to climb step by step like the believers at the foot of the mountain. They have their own VIP access.
"There really is a place for us." The woman in linen pointed to the seat with some surprise.
The seats were neatly arranged and marked with their names. Those who found their seats had a somewhat proud smile on their faces. After all, this was the first day of the Goddess's Praise, and those who could sit here were equal to the ancient "Galaxy" They have a close relationship with the goddess.
The first day of praise can be called a commendation meeting.
The election of the Goddess is not an individual, but represents a huge power group, even called an empire.
There are meritorious officials who need to be rewarded.
There is foreign aid and we need to continue to collaborate.
If there are benefits, share them!
"Could it be a trap? After all, we still don't know Ye Xinxia's position." The woman in black linen continued to ask.
Next to the woman in linen clothes, there is a tall man with short hair and earrings. His face is clean and tidy, but his gender is a bit unclear.
There is both feminine softness and masculine heroic spirit.
She was dressed in black, but the lining was red.
"If she wears a ring, it means she has met the Pope." This person said.
"Although the Pope is our last target..."
"Yan Qiu, how many people from the Pope do you think are on this mountain, and how many are from us?" Salan asked while stroking the earrings with his hand.
"Now more than half of the people in the Holy See have surrendered to us, but the Pope's influence over the years is still there, and we still can't make a judgment until the end." The woman in Mai said.
"I only ask Hong Yi." Salan said.
"As for Hongyi, there may be only three people on your side, and one of them is a newcomer we support." Yan Qiu, the leader of the extradition, said.
"Didn't you ask me last night why I believed Ye Xinxia?"
"Although she let Black Medicine Master go, Black Medicine Master was going to return to heaven. We can't just trust her and give her the list just because of this." Extradition chief Yan Qiu still felt that there was something wrong with Salang's decision last night.
"Only Ye Xinxia can lead to the real Pope. If we don't hand over enough chips, we will never be able to touch the Pope." Salang said.
The extradition chief cares about every member of the congregation.
But in Salan's eyes, all the members of the congregation are just tools, just to enable her to achieve her goals. As for Ye Xinxia who wants to control all the cardinals and all the Vatican staff, well, leave it to her.
The rule of white and black has ambitions that even Wentai doesn't have.
But so what, Wentai has already failed miserably.
Wen Tai still has many dark informants in this world, and these dark informants have probably informed him in the depths of hell about Ye Xinxia wearing the papal ring.
This King of Darkness must have gone crazy and collapsed now!
The daughter he expected was on the opposite side of him.
His most pure and innocent daughter is now the head of a butcher church.
If all the pain in the dark plane cannot let him taste the true taste of the abyss of hell, then he will scream hysterically in hell after receiving this news. No matter where he is now, he is in the hell of despair!
In Salan's revenge plan, there is only the last person left.
The old pope.
This extremely cunning old fox is worthy of all the chips she throws at him!
same.
The old pope had summoned all the cardinals who were at his beck and call.
Ye Xinxia has become a goddess and even a pope.
Salan knew very well that he was the only obstacle to his black and white rule plan.
The old pope came out in full force.
On this Mount of Praise, the two major factions of the Holy See will eventually fight to the death.
The master will be the old pope or Salang!
"Sir, you seem to have deliberately ignored one thing." The extradition chief suddenly said.
"Ye Xinxia doesn't dare to do that. Before any of our congregants reveal their identities, they are civilians and devout climbers. If she does that, it will be equivalent to massacre of people on the first day of becoming a goddess." Salang road.
"Also, she can't prove that we are members of the church unless she admits to the world that she is the Pope of the Black Vatican. But by doing so, she will destroy the Parthenon and everything."
"Wen Tai abandoned her because of her crime. She has a divine soul and is destined to be manipulated by others. Either take orders from me, or take orders from the palace mother, or take orders from..." Just when Salang was about to spit out the word pope, Her eyes suddenly changed.
There are four people who influence Ye Xinxia's fate.
Wen Tai asked Yi Zhisha to supervise Ye Xinxia.
The palace mother has been supporting Ye Xinxia.
The Pope even praised Ye Xinxia.
And he also forced Ye Xinxia to step into the quagmire of the Black Vatican.
Wentai is already out.
The only people who control her are herself, the Pope, and the palace mother.
There is nothing to fear from the palace mother...
But what if the pope and the concubine are the same person? !
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