Chapter 1,154 The God Who Makes Trouble in the Temple

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I may be completely used to running around all day long and not knowing where I will sleep every day, so that no matter where I am, as long as I am given a level surface, I can sleep very carelessly: even if I and I The same goes for the entire fleet being trapped in another world. I'm better than Qianqian in this regard: Although that girl is heartless, she at least has some respect for bed. On the first day in the field, if I don't coax her, she can hardly sleep... Oh, bullshit Far.

It was already bright when I opened my eyes, and I looked at the completely unfamiliar ceiling and bedroom furnishings. I was stunned for a few seconds before I remembered that I was still in the church area of ​​Azur Star. This is a special "palace" prepared by Lei for Sandora and I, an independent house. The size of the house is not big, but for the Ares Priests who pursue a frugal life, this is almost the highest level palace, because we rejected the higher-end guest house prepared by the Blue Star Council, um, the presidential suite - we don’t know this world. Whether there is such a word, most likely there is not - and insisting on staying in the church area, and Sandora also made it clear that she and I are the rulers of another civilization, so in order to comply with etiquette, Lei did his best to help us Arranged here.

As for the reason why we insist on staying in the church district, Sandora and I both feel that it is more comfortable here. God of War believers are more economical than those full-time scientists (although many God of War believers are also half-scientists themselves) and parliamentary politicians. Be more careful and report anything they have to God first. They will only bother me and Sandora when God really has no time to deal with them. This makes us both quite satisfied. Shandora and I can be more peaceful in the mission area.

I pulled half of my body and stretched. The reason why I pulled half of my body was because the other half didn't dare to move yet: Sandora was still sleeping there. It is completely different from her usual majestic image of standing on the officer's platform commanding thousands of troops. Her Majesty's sleeping posture can really be described as well-behaved as a small animal. She always buries her body almost completely under the quilt. Only her head and full head of blond hair were exposed. When she turned her face sideways, the dazzling blond hair that could almost be described as foul really spilled out like waterfalls and waves. Glimmering in the golden sunlight that pours into the room through the stained glass windows, it’s dazzling just to look at it. And in the gap between the waterfall of long golden hair, Sandora revealed a little bit of her profile. Quiet, indifferent, with a slightly unclear smile - so I often say that Sandora is a girl with great contrasts, cold and gentle, cold and kind, bloody like a wolf and well-behaved like a cat. All the elements that can constitute sharp contradictions seem to be perfectly blended together in her. Oh, I also missed a little bit, waist size and appetite...

I tried to pull out my arm, but after thinking about it I still kept the status quo: the sleeping Sandora had a tendency to automatically look for food. Although I think she is doing mischief on purpose most of the time, I really don’t want to get bitten on my arm by this girl so early in the morning again. And to be honest, just holding her like this feels pretty good: it feels good and helps with digestion. It is said that beauty is good for food. If this is true, Sandora is the one who specially prepares food... I tend to lose control of my brain just after waking up, and it seems that there is no cure.

At this moment, Sandora suddenly opened her eyes with a smile and rubbed her head against my shoulder: "Ajun, I wonder if you will stay in this position all day long if I keep pretending to sleep?"

"Hmm. What I'm thinking about is how long you can pretend to sleep - according to personal experience, staying in a fixed position and pretending to sleep for a long time after being fully awake is the most painful thing in the world, and you usually can't last twenty-five minutes."

"Hey," Sandora snorted and sat up straight, not caring about her curves: they were an old couple anyway, "I'm not as boring as you..."

Sandora said, suddenly tilting her head, looking at the surrounding furniture (those weird furnishings look very beautiful, but I still haven't figured out what they are for), scanning them one by one, and seemed to After listening intently, she finally showed a satisfied smile: "Being with Arjun and not having a jingle to bite a hole out of the cupboard in the morning, it looks like a perfect day."

Me: "..." As the little Doudin with the lowest combat power in the family, he actually caused a psychological shadow on the Queen with his ability to elude the little light bulb. Can Dingdang be proud of this?

After everything is packed up, the last thing before going out is to comb Sandora's hair: I don't know when this habit was formed. It may be that after waking up every day, I have to comb my hair under the mercury lamp, and then I suddenly have a whim. I also tried to help Sandora comb her hair one morning, so it naturally became a habit for the two of us together, and it became a kind of fun. Although this will take a long time, Sandora and I are both happy to enjoy this special quiet moment in the morning. When Sandora's golden hair slides between my fingertips, I feel like she and I have been together for many years. Just like a couple having a silent conversation, this kind of feeling of peace and contentment can be experienced without language or words, as long as they quietly do a simple thing together, which is probably something that ordinary people in the impetuous world cannot understand - -However, it happened between Sandora and me. One cannot be considered a human being at all, and the other can hardly be recognized as a "creature" until now. This is really strange.

"Speaking of which, according to the efficiency theory of Apostle Xiling, doing things like hair should be quite a waste of time." I wrapped Sandora's hair in curls in my hands, and then slowly let go, "But There are quite a few female apostles with long hair, and Pandora likes to have long hair. This detail has troubled me for a long time."

"I really don't know what you are studying all day long," Sandora leaned on the table and glanced at me from the gap between her elbows. "But you are right, many female apostles take care of these details. It’s a more efficient method.”

So I immediately strongly requested to visit: I really had nothing to do.

"You are not allowed to laugh anyway," Sandora seemed to have made up her mind. Then she looked into my eyes and said. After getting my nod, she gently shook her hair. Next was the moment to witness a miracle: the blond hair that was originally a little messy due to sleep suddenly fluttered like anti-gravity. The friction between them seemed to be cleared away, and every strand of hair became loose and loose. I have always said that Sandora's hair was as bright and dazzling as the sun. Now I find that a sun really seems to appear in front of me: Sandora's hedgehog head is so curious!

A second later, her hair returned to its original position, and Sandora became in a refreshing state. Pointing at his head of golden hair: "When you can't see it, this is how I do it, two seconds. Pandora and the others are all like this..."

I:"……"

He looked down at the comb in his hand. I suddenly felt that my world view had been slightly overturned.

But at this moment, Sandora leaned on the table again and grabbed my wrist with one hand: "Although that is really convenient, when I was with Arjun, I still spent a lot of time taking care of it slowly. My hair is better... At the beginning, I learned from the human way of life. I wanted to learn human daily activities so that you can feel more accustomed to it. But I don’t know when I started to feel that I occasionally spend some time in this kind of discomfort. It’s the little things that make people happy.”

I smiled and was about to say something. There was a sudden movement in my heart.

A very familiar breath was approaching here quickly, and rushed towards the window. Before I had time to seriously think about whose breath it was, I heard a soft clicking sound from the glass next to me: a hole had been punched!

Of course Sandora and I's eyes fell on the hole in the glass window for the first time, and then we discovered that it was about the size of a palm. There was a human-shaped hole with big characters open, and then I heard a soft call from a low table not far away: "Wow! I hit my head, I hit my head! Ding dong, I hit my head! It hurts so much..."

A small green dot the size of a palm was jumping up and down on the low table with its head covered, whining non-stop.

It was Dingdang who was supposed to stay on Earth.

Sandora and I looked at each other in horror, and the corners of our mouths twitched at the same time: Dingdang's intrusion ability is so terrifying. It's a good thing that we got up early today, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous - what if this little bean chases me and Shan? Dora asked a hundred thousand whys, which one of us could bear it?

"Dingdang. Why are you here?" Sandora secretly stuck out her tongue at me, turned around and stood up to pinch the little one who was rolling on the table with his head covered, "Aren't you on Earth?"

Dingdang held his head and bounced twice. Even though he was dizzy, he still found my shoulder and landed straight on it: "They are all coming, so many people are coming! Bingtis suggested, since you can't go over, Then everyone, come here! Dingdang is the first one, isn’t Dingdang very powerful? Hmm... my head hurts... is it swollen? "

I took out a magnifying glass and looked at it for a long time, then said with certainty: "It's not swollen - you are more or less a god. Could it be that you got a bump on a piece of glass?"

Dingdang blinked, thinking about it, so he decisively forgot about the scene where he hit his head just now, and began to drill up and down my body looking for sweets: Normally, she only stays on me to look for food besides sleeping. Finally, she found what she was looking for: a piece of jellybean left in the inside pocket of my coat. Dingdang tore the wrapping paper on his hands and knees while muttering: "Why does Arjun smell like Sister Sandora? Sister Sandora also has..."

"Eat your candy!" Sandora and I said in unison, and we reached out and pressed the little thing's head into the gummy candy.

At this moment, we heard a commotion outside, and then suddenly remembered what Dingdong said just now: everyone is here.

Is this the rhythm of those guys who are afraid of the world being unstable and start harming the people as soon as they arrive at their destination?

But it seems that I guessed wrong. The commotion outside was caused by the church guards. Through the human-shaped hole in the window that Ding Dong had just knocked out, I saw a large group of monks running around outside. Mr. Lei was suddenly running in front of him. At the front, there is an old man in his seventies or eighties. He is as agile as a young man. He even made a hurdle move when crossing the flower wall: the physique of the God of War is good.

Sandora and I hurriedly ran out to observe the situation to find out whether the evil gang had landed on Blue Star. When Mr. Lei saw the two of us, he immediately exerted force on his feet and left all the guards behind him and ran over: "I'm sorry. Being so noisy early in the morning has caused trouble to the two guests..."

"Don't say that. What's wrong with you?" I said knowingly.

"Well," Mr. Lei hesitated for a moment, and then he seemed to feel that his god might not care about such trivial details, and said calmly, "A strange creature suddenly flew out from behind the statue of the great temple. After the morning prayer ceremony, Flying in this direction is a species we have never seen on our own planet. It looks very much like a dragon..."

I quickly covered the old man's mouth and said, "Don't say the last word. You are already old and I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

The old man blinked in confusion. But he nodded. Sandora and I looked at each other dumbfounded, then reached out and patted the pocket of the coat, and there was a slight arching movement inside. And Dingdang spoke in a low voice: "Dingdang knows, hundreds of years have passed, and no one in this world seems to know what the goddess of life looks like..."

I thought about it and felt that it’s not that the people in Blue Star don’t know what the goddess of life looks like (after all, it’s not just a day or two that the Dingdang Five have been supporting each other, and there may be a statue of Dingdang in Blue Star), but they just don’t know what the Goddess of Life looks like. Think about it, the real body of the goddess of life is only about ten centimeters...

I told Dingdang not to come out and make trouble for the time being, while strongly requesting to go to the temple to have a look. Mr. Lei saw that there were many monks here, so he didn't need to run around by himself, and it seemed that the "visitors from outside" were also with him. The gods are more or less related. So I nodded in agreement and led Sandora and I to the Temple of War.

It seemed that a chaos had just ended in the temple. Many priests were gathering in twos and threes in the square in front of the temple to discuss something in low voices. I noticed two things with my eyes: first, there was a small hole in the door of the temple. Judging from the shape, it is a jingle-dang with big characters spread out; secondly, the statue of the God of War in front of the temple also has a hole through it. Judging from the shape, it is also a jingle-dang with big characters spread out...

I instantly thought of Ding Dong holding his head and jumping around. It turned out that the little thing yelling "bang his head, bang his head" all the way did not mean that he crashed through the glass. But...she crashed through all the obstacles in front of her, bastard! Did this little guy rely on Tietou Kung Fu to break through the encirclement when he was in a panic? !

I also understood why a mere palm-sized unknown creature could make all the monks in the entire church area so cautious, because - this unknown creature directly knocked the statue of the God of War through!

This is really a thunderbolt that struck Zeus and flooded the Dragon Palace. One family disowned the other. Ding Dong crashed through the statue of 123. The believers of 123 are arresting the boss of the God of War. And objectively speaking, the believers of Blue Star also believe in the goddess of life. Yes, the chaotic scene in front of her made Sandora completely speechless. Is there anything more unexpected in this world than our group of gods?

Well, maybe - Qian Qian.

In the main hall of the Temple of War, there are only a few low-level priests who are cleaning up the scene: arranging the cushions scattered everywhere, and picking up the debris lost in panic on the ground. Eva is wiping the pulpit, and in front of her At hand, the God of War Bible was spread out to dry: the big book was wet, as if it had been soaked by water.

Mr. Lei knew that Eva could not speak now, so he turned on some equipment under the pulpit, and the central part of the pulpit opened, and I found that it turned out to be something like a screen.

"This is the surveillance screen of the temple," Mr. Lei said. "It doesn't hurt to show it to you. The God of War won't care about such trivial details."

The surveillance screen showed the scene during the morning prayer meeting. A large number of high-ranking priests could be seen neatly kneeling on the ground and praying devoutly. Mr. Lei and Eva were on the pulpit, with the former reading certain passages from the Bible. , the latter closed his eyes and chanted sutras in front of the statue of the God of War. Then after a while, the God of War statue was suddenly enveloped in a layer of green light. This process only lasted for a moment. The believers who were praying with their eyes closed and Lei, who had his back to the statue of War, did not notice this scene at all. After the green light dissipated, a small dot appeared on the head of the statue of the God of War: Ding Dong.

Dingdang first looked around curiously, and found that there were all devoutly praying believers below. Then she nodded with satisfaction. Then she flew around the statue twice, seeming to be commenting on 123's idiotic appearance. At this time, Eva When he finally opened his eyes and saw this scene, he suddenly let out an exclamation of surprise - which also woke up all the believers from their prayers.

But Dingdang didn't pay attention to the exclamations of the believers at all. She flew to the pulpit, jumped twice with joy, raised her head and shouted something to the stunned Lei and Eva, and then before everyone could react, she Then he jumped on top of the goblet next to the Bible, lowered his head and dipped his head in to drink the holy water. It looked like he was thirsty. At this time, Eva finally took action and reached out to catch the strange green creature. However, Ding Dong was obviously faster than human hands when flying, and Eva did not have the secret skill to catch Ding Dong with bare hands like me. She knocked over the goblet. , holy water was sprinkled all over the table, and Dingdang screamed and jumped up and down on the table. There was chaos on the pulpit, and then the chaos spread to the believers below. The monks rushed forward to protect the sacred pulpit, and Ding Dong seemed to regard this as a fun game, running around in the main hall. , and even deliberately flew around among the believers. Many of those monks were agile, and some could catch Ding Dong at a glance. However, when they were about to succeed, they were all hit by an arc that appeared out of thin air, and they fell down twitching. On earth - this is divine punishment...

The chaos lasted for several minutes. Ding Dong was jumping up and down and flying around. Coupled with the omnipresent divine punishment, no mortal could catch her. The noise in the main hall also attracted the attention of the guards outside, and a church knight rushed in. Checking the situation, what they saw was a palm-sized creature causing trouble in the temple, and they immediately looked at each other. At this time, Dingdang seemed to have discovered something more interesting, and she rushed toward the screen. In the end, what was displayed on the surveillance screen was Dingdang's silly face that had been magnified dozens of times. The little thing looked at it with excitement. Turn on the camera, open your mouth and click - there will only be snowflakes on the screen.

"She bit the monitor in the end." Mr. Lei said dullly.

Me: "..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)