Chen Yi gasped for air, her feet trembling.
In the palm of the hand, a thin stream of heat gathered, and an illusory eye appeared, half the size of a normal eye.
The seventeen stars, like the previous stars, sank into the sea-like sky.
He wanted to go towards the angel, but the angel left him.
The spiritual feeling in Qasim's body felt that something big had happened to Chen Yi, and he looked at Chen Yi in confusion and disbelief.
On the contrary, Roman, who was originally lagging behind, successfully outlined two constellations.
Kerim knitted his eyebrows, and the spiritual eye on his nose was staring out of the starry sky just now, wary of souls of unknown origin disrupting the ritual. He just returned to the two of them, stared at Chen Yi, and asked: "Such an illusion. With your spiritual vision, you only outline one constellation?"
Chen Yi raised his hand, and the ethereal eyes in his palm confirmed Kerim's question.
"After all, he is a true believer."
Kerim said this simply, and turned to look at Roman.
The latter's eyes appeared at the collarbone, and the fleshy eyelids were half open.
"It's not bad," Kerim said when he saw Roman's body swaying, "it's normal to be unsteady. You must learn to distinguish spiritual eyes from physical eyes."
Roman gradually adapted, and his body and mind returned to peace. Cassim smiled at him to express his congratulations, and the former nodded slightly.
Then, Qasim stepped forward and patted Chen Yi on the shoulder.
"Don't be disappointed," he said.
Chen Yi nodded, stared at the illusory spiritual vision eye in his palm, and fell into deep thought.
"Finally go back." Idlai picked up a piece of grass at some point and shouted.
............
After returning home and lying on the bed, Chen Yi couldn't sleep.
Her jacket was hanging on the back of the chair, and she only had a tunica on her body. Chen Yi sweated from it.
Under the moonlight, Chen Yi raised his hand, and in his palm was an illusory spiritual eye.
Open.
The eye of spiritual vision did not respond in time. After several seconds, the eyelids slowly opened.
Chen Yi held his breath and concentrated, raised his palms, and looked around with his spiritual eyes. In order to concentrate, he closed his eyelids.
The wooden chairs that squeaked when you sat on them, the yellowed desks, the thin plank bed under your buttocks, the shelves filled with sundries and covered with cobwebs... Chen Yi glanced at these, and they were different from what he could see with the naked eye. Shadows appear one after another, with mottled colors.
Within a minute of opening his spiritual eyes, Chen Yi felt uncomfortable, and something was withdrawn from his body. It might be spirituality.
"Ha..." Chen Yi closed his spiritual eyes and took a breath.
Staring at the eyes closed in the palm of her hand, Chen Yi felt slightly disappointed.
He could not forget the moment when the Winged Seat was knocked to pieces by the Thousand Pillars.
"...Above the thousand-pillar sea of clouds is the authority of God...so he rejects spiritual filth?" Chen Yi only had this guess.
Facts have become facts.
There are two more ceremonies to follow.
Chen Yi cheered up again.
"Next time it's the 'Knowledge Ceremony', where we have to enter the celestial realm and trade knowledge with the spirits."
In the teachings of paganism, the gods of the true religion were exiled from the sacred space by Him, and all the gods in the world had to travel far to the celestial kingdom to use their endless knowledge as the only key to the kingdom.
The celestial kingdom is mysterious, chaotic and unpredictable. As the patron, Crime will lead them into it and assume the responsibility of guardianship and guidance.
At that time, the incantations recited, the true names of various souls, and the divine names of divine messengers, angels, and spiritual messengers must all be adapted to the situation and change from time to time.
If something goes wrong, there is a possibility of falling into eternal disaster and being trapped in the celestial kingdom forever.
He wants to save Resurrection Town.
Nothing can go wrong.
For no reason, Lomea's afternoon answer came to mind:
"If everything is irrevocably destroyed... then God will save everything..."
Chen Yi repeated these words in his mind.
I am the god of Resurrection, its Lord.
Boom, boom, boom.
Chen Yi jumped up from the bed like a sting.
He pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Boom, boom, boom.
A slight knock on the door came from outside the house.
Holding a rush lantern, Chen Yi carefully opened the door.
A girl, a girl I have never met.
The little girl raised her face and looked at Chen Yi with watery eyes.
"Sir," the girl said timidly, raising her hands and spreading her palms, "can I have a piece of bread? May my Lord protect you."
Inside is half a copper dir.
Chen Yi was stunned and asked, "Who are you? Whose child is your child?"
Panic appeared on the girl's face.
"I'll take you to the guards."
She shook her head hurriedly like a rattle and said, "My name is Annie. My mother is also called Annie. I don't have a father. My godfather is Christopher."
"Christopher?" Chen Yi was stunned for a moment. He had the same name as the priest who was about to send the group of prisoners.
Chen Yi asked tentatively: "Is he a priest?"
Anne's face showed hesitation and she didn't say a word.
"You told me, but I didn't tell anyone else and still sold you bread."
The little girl touched her empty belly. She couldn't stand the temptation and asked, "You really don't want to tell others?"
"Really." Chen Yi nodded affirmatively.
"It's the priest, the priest of the Holy Silver Cathedral." The little girl said, handing over the copper dil in her hand, "Please, sir, I managed to escape."
Chen Yi took the half of the copper dir and asked, "Escape?"
Anne refused to say anything, her eyes pleading.
Chen Yi guessed something and went straight back to the house, picked out three dry pies from the cabinet and wrapped them.
"The bread is too hard. You can't cut it without a knife. These pies are not that hard." He said and handed it over.
The little girl took the pie and immediately grabbed a piece and wolfed it down. She had obviously been hungry for a long time.
Chen Yi felt pity for a moment and asked, "Do you want to come in to eat? It's too late now, it's already curfew."
Hearing this, Annie put down the pie, surprise flashed in her eyes, and she confirmed: "Really? Can I go in and rest?"
"Yes, come in, I'll fill you with water." Chen Yi opened the door completely.
Annie walked into the room unsuspectingly, and she asked him in a low voice if she could sit at the dining table. Of course, Chen Yi would not refuse.
After a while, the piece of dry pie disappeared, and she picked up the crumbs on the table and ate it.
"Thank you, you are so kind, sir. You will be blessed." She thanked her after picking up the crumbs.
"You said you escaped, and you were a prisoner taken by the guards?" Chen Yi asked abruptly, "With the priest and mother?"
"How did you know?" Annie was stunned and asked quickly.
"Guess." The girl gave too many clues.
Anne was a little restless, and she begged a little: "Sir, you are also a true believer. Please don't take me to the guard... My mother finally cut off the rope on my hand."
Chen Yi sighed, swore to God, made a promise to her, and then asked her to explain clearly what happened.
Anne hesitated for a moment, then said: "Mom said that because the pagan church was struck by lightning, we were arrested by them, as well as the priest."
She couldn't say the word "lecturer."
"We were sentenced to be burned at the stake, and the priest was going to be exiled. When we were getting into the prison car, the guard who tied my hands said that according to the teachings of their scriptures, children should be treated kindly, so the rope he tied was thin and loose. My mother cut it with stones. Drop it and tell me to run.”
Should such a young child be sentenced to death at the stake?
He was shocked.
Chen Yi also heard something, but was not sure.
Even if she asked a few more questions, Annie couldn't tell anything more, only some things on the road.
"Thank you, sir, can I keep this piece of dry pie?" Annie ate one piece left.
"What are you keeping for?"
"Leave it for the angels," the little girl said with a smile. "My mother said that when we are burned by fire, angels will come to pick us up."
