The door closed, and the young man who claimed to be a traveler ran away without a trace.
The young woman held up the "shielder" that the young man had left in her hand before leaving. It was a silver metal box with smooth sides and no openings or gaps. Only the arc light spreading slightly outward showed that it was working.
The young woman looked at it for a while and seemed unable to spot a single flower, so she simply put the jammer in her pocket.
Looking back at the pile of clothes and jewelry left by the young man, she picked them up and gestured, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"This is really a big problem for me -" she muttered, "Okay, okay..."
So the young woman threw down the clothes in her hands and took off the metal pendant that had been hanging there from her neck. The pendant is a statue, abstract in description, resembling a human but not human. It is somewhat similar to but not the same as the totem of the God of Light sold in Xuhuixing streets and alleys. Its lines are more simple and have a mysterious beauty. There is no doubt that it is an existence above the quality. The young woman just pulled it off and wrapped it around her wrist a few times, then turned the statue outward to suppress the pulse, and connected the side lock to the end of the chain, so it was just right. It wrapped around her wrist and transformed into a bracelet. The moment the bracelet locked the link, a ray of light pierced from the eyes of the statue, and it seemed to be alive. Then, the soft light wrapped around the bracelet, making it exude a holy feeling. halo.
The young woman held up this radiant bracelet and illuminated it in all directions. She turned her arms to try to spread the light from the statue's eye in all directions. Thank God, there was nothing wrong with this. When the ray turned to a certain angle, it was like a generator that suddenly received a signal. The light suddenly became brighter, and the halo of the bracelet instantly increased several times, covering the young woman's whole body. Everything was shrouded in it, and then a golden avenue appeared at her feet, shooting straight to the end of the dressing room and extending to the door.
The young woman bent down to pick up the clothes and jewelry, rolled them up and held them in her hands, and then walked out along this bright road.
The road was not long. She passed through several doors and turned through several corridors. It only took about five or six minutes, and then she came to a wall with a relief of the God of Light. The five or six minutes the young woman had to think about was probably a bit short, but standing here and waiting for a while seemed even more outrageous. Then she had no choice but to go. She turned around the relief and walked into the room.
In the middle of the room is the altar of the God of Light. Like all indoor altars of the Guangming Cult, a table covered with gold foil is used instead of a gold pool. Incense is used to symbolize the holy light, and candles are used to represent the divine fire. The surrounding curtains are drooped and decorated. Gorgeous, it looks like it should be the city lord's private prayer room. The young woman still has some memories of living here when she was a child, so she roughly remembers that this prayer room should be directly connected to the city lord's bedroom - but obviously the city lord was not in the bedroom, and it was probably true that the five minutes was indeed It was too short, and it was not enough for her stationed communication channel to rush over after hearing the news.
Now guarding the altar is a little priest looking at the candles. This candle-holding deacon looks like he was frightened by the sudden divine light. The bright steps leading to the human world from the Palace of the God of Light descend from the sky. When it unfolded in front of his eyes, the little priest did not have time to realize that the huge blessings and divine favors were coming over his head. The once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a great career was now upon him. The first thing he felt was the huge Stress and fear. This subconscious reaction made the whole body tremble, unable to think, and the whole person fell into a kind of empty and blank confusion. Then, before he could finish shaking, the incarnation of the God of Light came along the steps of light and came in front of him - he was seen walking slowly from far to near, stepping on the stars, bathing in milky white. In the holy light, it is so sacred, so majestic, so powerful, so awe-inspiring and inviolable...
Countless words of praise and praise poured out in the little priest's head, making him so excited that he couldn't control himself. He stared at Him blankly, and then all the previous education from the church and the monastery were like enlightenment, and the little priest suddenly Discovering that it was him, himself, looking directly at his god.
The little priest fell to his knees with a pop, thanks to the conditioned reflex formed by his years of devout faith and serving the gods.
"Ji Tian!" He bowed to the ground, almost fainting, and prayed incoherently, "People who have sinned terribly, thanks to your grace, I am guilty, I am guilty..."
The young woman was very helpless and innocent. This was exactly the scene that worried her the most.
She thought she shouldn't have come, at least not like this.
——But now, who will save this poor little person in front of me, no, who will save poor her.
The young woman thought that there was still a chance to save herself. Maybe the little priest would faint and die soon. It didn't look like he could last long, and then both of them could be saved.
So she waited for him to faint.
But the young priest insisted on not fainting. He lay on the ground and murmured about his sins over and over again, which made it really difficult for the young woman to handle it.
In order to solve this dilemma, the young woman thought of several methods within a minute, all of which were practical magic weapons summarized based on the precious experience of her predecessors. But the moment she opened her mouth, she changed her mind in a hurry and listened to her own experience. She lifted her shoe up and down, and the heel of her high heel hit the little priest on the back of his head.
The little priest fell down at the sound and fainted. The young woman breathed a sigh of relief. Her troubles seemed to be gone for the time being, but her resident communications officer still hadn't arrived. She could only continue to wait here, and she couldn't turn off the interactor yet— - I hope he can hurry up. She has a date in half an hour. No, now there are only two to five minutes, two to four minutes...
The young woman squinted her eyes slightly to avoid the bright light emitted when the interactor converted the energy ring. She chatted in circles in the room. Another five minutes passed. Thank God, the person suspected to be her resident communications officer Finally arrived.
He was a middle-aged man, wearing a purple robe reserved for resident communications officers. He did not wear a hat, revealing his somewhat bald head. But his figure was very light, running like a swallow.
"Praise the light, praise the universe," he quickly knelt down and bowed to her, "my Lord, welcome your arrival."
The young woman was not very sure and asked: "Listener?"
"Yes, my lord, he is your most humble servant."
The balding communications officer straightened his waist slightly, and at the same time held up the pendant hanging on his chest with both hands. The pendant is an octagonal prism, transparent and has no mechanism. The moment it is held up, the light on the young woman's wrist flashes, and a beam of energy is injected into it from the eyes of the statue. In an instant, the eight-sided body that had absorbed the energy shone brightly. Under the action of the annular wave, its eight facets respectively emerged into the eight forms of the God of Light. The light was overflowing, like a sound. At the same time, The communications officer holding it was also immersed in this splendor. The phantom of the octahedron of light flew around him, and the arc of light swept down from his head in a ring across his whole body and landed on the ground. Then started from under his legs and worked up again. The communications officer's whole body felt like an electric shock, and his muscles and nerves all over his body were spasming.
The whole process lasted less than three seconds, and the communications officer was already rolling on the ground like a fish that had been thrown into the pot and crying bitterly. He wailed loudly in a voice full of joy and reverence, and praised: "Oh, My Lord, oh, by your radiance, thank you for your gifts, your generosity is as broad as the universe, your light is as bright as the sun..."
The code was finally matched, and the young woman felt relieved and nodded secretly, then turned off the converter with a twist of her hand.
"Get up and stop pretending to be weird."
She walked over and kicked the communications officer, who was convulsing on the ground with Bo Neng Yuyun, and urged: "Hurry up! I have some serious business waiting for you!"
Hearing "business", the communications officer did not dare to delay. He controlled the disobedient muscles all over his body and forced himself to get up. He wiped the sweat from his face without finishing it - in just a few seconds, he His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his clothes were almost wringing water, but his face was radiant. The diffraction effect of the ring wave made him look at least five years younger in the past few seconds. He bowed to the young woman with great energy: "I await your orders, my lord."
"There is equipment directly connected to the Palace of Light, right?"
The young woman said: "Connect with him and then find me a makeup artist."
The device was on top of the altar, and the communications officer crawled over to activate it. But just like all applications from subordinates to superiors, it is always a little difficult to get through, and the connection takes time. The Guangming Sect has a whole set of complex and lengthy processes to burn the progress bar. It is not a short period of time to kill this period. application processing time. The communications officer murmured something, reciting the prescribed prayers, and took the opportunity to secretly look at the incarnation of the God of Light who would come to the world - it was an ordinary-looking woman, carrying a suspicious package in her hand. , walking slowly in circles along the room, and no trace of God could be seen. At the same time, he didn't understand why the god didn't directly contact his palace. He would rather go far away than the near, and he must go through a humble listener like himself. Then the communication officer was really startled by the thoughts running in his mind, and quickly restrained himself. Concentrate on your prayers.
The degree bar is even and firm, burning forward at a rapid pace. According to the degree of the prayer words and prayer process, it has just reached one-third of the way. The communications officer was prompted and tremblingly reminded the young woman: "The makeup artist you requested has arrived. My lord, and your loyal servant, the tyrant of the Xuhui Star. You originally intended to bestow him with great glory, and I present it to you." Loyal?
"Are you here already?" The young woman paused, obviously satisfied with the communication officer's efficiency.
"Let him come quickly," she said, "Of course, of course I would like to see my brother, there's nothing wrong with that. I was also looking for him, so let him come and come in together. "
Soon, the city lord of Xuhuixing appeared at the door. He was a very delicate young man, who was in line with the aesthetics of this era in all aspects - fair skin, thin figure, with a sense of morbid frailty, but his steps were very powerful, and he fell to his knees as soon as he entered the room. On the ground, he took a few steps forward on his knees, and at the same time hugged the young woman's legs.
"My Lord," he kissed the young woman's feet and rubbed his cheek against her legs. His tone was even more exaggerated than that of the communications officer: "Your arrival makes people burst into tears. You saved my life. Your loyalty I think about you day and night, and I can't sleep at night. Please be merciful and allow me to do everything I can for you."
The young woman stepped back three feet in embarrassment. In order to avoid the city lord's hug, she even kicked him until he fell to the ground.
"Don't be so excited, Barr. Hugging your thighs won't make you fertile, and making sarcastic remarks won't help you," she said. "If you really want to be useful, you should work hard and try to give birth to an heir as soon as possible. I believe you don't want to either." The situation will develop to the day when we have to choose a successor from other lineages or even outside."
"Yes, my sister, I will definitely work hard, as well as your other brothers." The young city owner got up from the ground and said in a cold voice.
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