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Chapter 257 The Goddess Is An Acting School 3
Aretha froze.

She couldn't go to sleep last night, pestering her mother to tell a story. Barbara told a legend in their family-the hero of the story was once tied to a boulder by the enemy, and let the poisonous snake eat his heart.

But now, Aretha felt that her heart had also been bitten by a snake, which made her feel terrified and confused from the bottom of her heart.

Mom, where are you, come and help me!

"You shouldn't have interrupted me." The little girl who turned her back to them slowly turned her face away. Her words should have meant accusations, but her tone was very calm.

There are many totems painted with blood on this overly pale face, and the pattern between the brows is the most eye-catching, as if it is an eye.Both of her hands were soaked in the basin containing animal blood, and there was a pungent smell all around.

If they still don't know what she's doing, just take a look at the floor of this cabin:
This is a combination of many blood totems, only painted about one square meter, and stopped suddenly at Agatha's feet.

A group of people fell silent.

What Alessa said before replayed in their minds again: "Save my sister! I couldn't find my mother, and my father went crazy again. He locked Agatha in a dark room and beat her. I dare not let her out...he will beat me to death! Woohoo, I'm so afraid, Agatha is bleeding, she will be tortured to death..."

If the previous words still made them dubious, the phrase "bleeding" obviously caught their most nervous nerve.

As we all know, the candidate for the incarnation of the goddess should go through various tests before officially taking the throne, but she must not cause bloodshed, otherwise she will lose her divinity and no longer have the qualifications to participate in the selection.

The old servant of the temple couldn't sit still. He was the first to believe in Aretha, and then summoned these people to check.Because this matter is related to the next incarnation of the goddess, there is no need to say more about the seriousness.

And this scene in front of them seemed to prove that they were wrong.

The old servant walked in tremblingly, and explored these blood symbols carefully in a prostrate posture. The distance was too close, and he resisted the instinct of being nauseated, his eyes almost glued together.

"Are... are you practicing telepathy?"

Lan Shuying replied calmly: "Yes, but it seems that today is not suitable for practice."

Telepathic communication, which sounds very profound, is also a compulsory course for every candidate. It uses a certain medium to amplify the voice of the soul, so as to grasp the faint feeling in the dark.

To put it simply, the incarnation of the goddess is a will carrier of the gods in the world, so through this kind of practice, the communication signal can be strengthened, so that the incarnation can obtain as many oracles as possible at a time.

"It was our fault, sir..."

The old servant of the gods quickly confirmed the authenticity of these symbols, and he could not see any mistakes. Every line was drawn extremely steadily, as accurately as if it was rubbed from an ancient book, so his attitude was more humble and cautious: "Please continue to practice, we will leave now."

Lan Shuying's hand was still soaked in the animal blood, so she didn't take it out.

She nodded her head reservedly and stopped talking.

Pairs of eyes mixed with emotions of curiosity, respect, and fear looked at her and her works. Under the angry eyes of the old servant, they all lowered their heads with shame on their faces.

Aretha was not among those ashamed.

She stared at her twin sister, shaking her little head from side to side, her mouth was vague, who knows what this child is talking about?They just thought she was an overstimulated patient.

"Goddess, the child who lies will become the gatekeeper of Goddess Kuvaloda." The old servant warned her with a sullen face.

In Lan Shuying's ears, this sentence has another, much more condensed summary: People who lie will die.

"I'm not lying!" Aretha yelled subconsciously.

She recalled her mother's instructions with difficulty, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in, pointed at her sister's hand and said, "She is hurt! Her hand is bleeding, you can check her!"

The old servant's face changed slightly.

The expressions of the others are also strange.

Checking out a Goddess Avatar candidate?

What nonsense is this, if it is a thorough body check, only the priest's wife can preside over it.And now, here, no one has the right to touch Agatha's body.

Lan Shuying raised her face, showing disapproval to the little girl.

Her speaking speed is very slow, and her voice is not as crisp and soft as ordinary children, but a little thicker, and the whole person seems to have entered a mysterious and mysterious state: "Aresha, I am sorry for your wanton offense. Shame."

The old servant trembled all over. For some reason, he felt a more terrifying pressure from the little girl than his teacher.

She is like a tall god statue, pitiful and cold, nothing can escape her eyes!The blood totems on the ground pricked his eyes again, and provided the most reliable explanation for that feeling.

The old servant thought silently, maybe the one in the temple should really give way, this is the real incarnation of the goddess.

He was about to take these people away when he suddenly heard a familiar and annoying voice: "I received a report from an unknown person, Miss Agatha. That person said that he saw you being beaten by Sears and bleeding from injuries. Please cooperate with our investigation and take your hands out of the basin!"

Lan Shuying said lightly: "Then you will only see blood on your hands, this test is meaningless, I refuse."

She had explained the reason before refusing to cooperate with the inspection, and she showed very clear logic in her words, and her way of speaking was not at all like an ordinary little girl, which instead made the old servant of God firm in her mind—this was a miracle.

The village chief squatted down beside her with a half-smile, his sharp eyes staring at the invisible hands in the beast's blood: "It's okay, I'll send someone to bring clean water now."

Checking is necessary, not because he trusts Aretha so much, but because Agatha's identity makes him have to do it - he should do the opposite to anything supported by the temple, either explicitly or secretly. This is the key to his ability to become the village head before the age of 30.

There was the first wave of viscous animal blood, and the wrist was slowly lifted up.

The eyes of the old servant who is most sensitive to temperature lit up, and he immediately noticed that it seemed to be getting a little hotter here!Could it be...

A glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

You can even see the tears in his eyes.

Miracle... Agatha's telepathy did not fail, she succeeded, this is the goddess responding!

At this time, someone outside called the village chief's name, and gradually, many different voices were calling him.

Amidst the commotion, Lan Shuying raised the corners of her lips.

If you don't look at her sly smile, the village head may also be deceived by her sincere tone. She said: "May the goddess bless you."

The village chief twitched his face severely, and said: "I will be back!" After speaking, he ran away.

The people outside were telling him just now that his house was on fire, and now a wooden house has been burned down.

"Ahem..." The old servant coughed twice, pointed his index finger to the center of his brow piously, and bowed down to perform a religious salute, "We will leave now. If you need it, Your Excellency Agatha, please send someone to notify me at any time."

Lan Shuying thought for a while and said, "I want to continue practicing, please don't let people disturb me for the next seven days."

"Follow your instructions, Your Excellency." He bowed his head in infinite humility.

(End of this chapter)