The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 883 Starry Brilliant (26)

Peter shook his head vigorously, and then closed his eyes forcefully until his eyebrows and eyelids were squeezed into a line. After reopening his eyes, the tears on the eyelashes blurred into a shining halo.

Peter saw that his arm waved in front of his eyes, but it took a few seconds before he regained control of his body. The next second, he bounced up and took a defensive posture, but found that his The spider sensor didn't ring.

He was very familiar with the faces of the three people in front of him. They were Nick Fury, Coulson and Dr. Dora who should have died a long time ago.

What's even more strange is that each of them has a halo above their heads, which is emitting bright light at this time.

For a moment, Peter felt that his brain was no longer turning. He looked down at his hand and found that it was no different from what he remembered.

He opened his mouth again, and found that his voice was a bit delayed. When he wanted to stand upright, at the moment of exerting force, he found that he was floating up, and Peter's eyes widened in shock, but then, he It was caught by a net used to catch insects.

The three people with the halos on their heads immediately approached, and Nick said, "I knew that even Spider-Man would be able to fly when he first came here, so it was normal for me to fly, right?"

Coulson looked at Peter and said, "Really, I lost again. I thought that Spider-Man's body coordination is relatively strong, so he wouldn't make such mistakes."

Dr. Dora pushed his glasses and said, "You guys have time to bet here, why don't you help out in the lab, let's go."

After speaking, Dr. Dora was about to leave. Schiller took away the insect net. Peter stood up. He looked back at Schiller and asked, "Dr. Schiller, what's going on here? Am I dead? Here is Heaven?? But... why are you here?!"

"This is indeed heaven." Schiller replied flatly, "But my aperture is used for other things, so I don't look like an angel."

"But...but you didn't die? Aren't you in Washington? Oh, my God, doctor, did you die too?!" Peter's brain was still a little chaotic when he just regained consciousness. Figure out the current situation, so the thinking is chaotic.

Schiller came up, put his arms around Peter's shoulders and said, "Don't worry, you are a guest from afar, let us first introduce you to the place where you will live next—heaven."

Peter, who was still in a state of confusion, was led by Schiller, walked out of this place full of bright halos, and then came to a beautiful church.

The entire sanctuary is very wide, and when a few people walk in it, they look like a few small dots, like the dust of the universe, appearing very small.

On both sides of the golden sanctuary, there are six huge statues of gods. Banners with different patterns are hung behind the statues. There is a fountain in the center of the sanctuary, and a gate at the front.

Peter's mind was slowly waking up, he recalled a moment, and then said, "Wait a minute, this is heaven?? But... why is this decoration style a bit like Karma Taj?"

"That's your illusion." Schiller said immediately. He quickened his pace and led Peter to the gate. After the gate was pushed open, there was a square outside.

The stone road made of rocks has a natural atmosphere. On the tall bushes, in addition to blooming rose plants, grape vines and various vines, butterflies and dragonflies are flying.

The burly stone pillars stand on both sides of the road, and the metal iron frame flower pavilion is supported on the stone pillars. There are many plants climbing on it, and small flowers are blooming one after another at this time.

Walking along the road with mottled shadows, in the center of the square is a large garden centered on a fountain. The neatly trimmed shrubs spread out around the fountain, dividing the entire square into several parts.

When passing by the fountain, Peter glanced at the statue above. It was not the statue of a little angel or goddess that is common in New York. On the contrary, it was a sculpture of a sailboat riding the wind and waves.

Peter recalled it again, and then said: "Why is this a bit of Nordic style? This kind of statue is only used by fishing and hunting peoples?"

Schiller immediately reached out, turned Peter's head in one direction, and said, "That's just a decoration, let's go this way."

Peter still wanted to look back, but Schiller had already pulled him to turn a corner. Walking along this road, Peter saw a magical building, which was a pyramid half floating in the air.

The lower part of the pyramid is very solid on the ground, and Peter saw the face of the Sphinx on it, but the tip of it floated up. Peter rubbed his eyes, thinking that he appeared hallucinated.

When he came to the gate of the pyramid, Peter opened his mouth wide, looked up at the huge Sphinx, and said, "I have long wanted to travel to Egypt. I didn't expect that the Sphinx is so real." so big……"

"Hello, newcomer, I am indeed this big." The Sphinx said.

Peter jumped up on the spot, and then flew into the air again. Schiller had to take out the insect net and threw it down again. He warned: "Peter, if you haven't adapted to the state of your soul, don't mess around. Jump, you fly up again, be careful not to bump into Tianma."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Peter immediately apologized instinctively, but then he shouted again: "But!!! Why did the Sphinx speak??!!"

"I ask you, can spiders fly?" Schiller asked, looking at him.

Peter shook his head instinctively, and Schiller said again: "You are already flying, why don't you let the Sphinx speak?"

"Sphinx, please open the door for us, newcomers need to register." Schiller waved at the Sphinx.

The Sphinx smiled and nodded, and with a "bang", the door at the bottom of the pyramid opened. After walking in, Peter realized that this was not the narrow corridor he had imagined, but another vast hall.

The Persian-style carpet is spread from the entrance to the end of the hall. Twelve pillars support the entire hall, and circles of candles surround the pillars. When the candles are on and off, a mysterious atmosphere is added.

One after another, low tables were neatly arranged between the pillars. Peter saw many humanoid creatures with black dog heads moving between these tables. They spoke a language that Peter could not understand at all. But Peter could understand what they meant.

"An Egyptian god is resurrected! Report at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon! Master Anubis said that this is his relative, please be polite when receiving..."

"Asgard's Hall of Valor has resurrected two, ah, wait a minute, it's one, and one of them won't be here for a while, who will receive it? No one will go? But, even if you don't like those warriors anymore, this is your job ..."

"Heaven one! Let me see... This afternoon, oh, right now, who is it? Who is going to receive it? You won't be late again, right?"

"Recently, there are too many quotas in heaven. The human being resurrected for the first time was taken to Lord Ambis because of his dark complexion. Don't make any mistakes. Human souls are very fragile. If it breaks, it will be bad..."

"Peter Parker! Is Peter Parker there?! Human Peter Parker! Are you dead? What's going on? Why aren't you dead yet? Seriously, I'm late again..."

"Peter Parker is here." Schiller raised his hand and shouted, the kobold who was looking around for the target, saw that it was Schiller, and immediately greeted him, he said: "Master Archangel, this is the new angel Peter Parker? Come with me, let's register first, and then go to the nearby temple to pick up the supplies..."

Peter felt that his mind had turned into a mess now, and he was completely unable to think. The thoughts that had just woken up were disturbed again. After all, the situation in front of him was completely beyond the scope of his understanding.

He could only follow Schiller step by step, along a side door of the temple, and came to another room.

Sitting behind the table was a huge hippopotamus. At this time, she was writing with a quill in her chubby hand. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she raised her head and let out an exclamation.

"Oh, my God! Schiller! You're here! I was just about to ask you, your heaven has accepted a lot of people in the past few months, do you really have enough places to revive them? ?”

"Don't forget, the human soul is different from the soul of our gods. Your soul is much more fragile. If you stay here for a long time, you will not be able to adapt when you return to your body."

"Thank you for your concern, Goddess. In fact, they haven't filled my resurrection quota yet. After all, Heaven's resurrection business has just opened. Unlike you, the quota that has been accumulated for tens of thousands of years has not yet been realized, so I will It seemed overcrowded."

"Oh, don't mention it!" Goddess Hippo immediately wailed, and said, "Anubis just told me that he missed a group of people from 3000 years ago, and our quota is even tighter!"

"Hey, this is Peter Parker, right?" The Hippo Goddess grinned and greeted Peter, grabbed Peter's arm, and said with a smile, "He really is a great guy. When Schiller mentioned you before, I knew that you must be a good boy..."

"Come here, boy, I want to register you. How old are you this year? Where do you go to school?... NYU? My God! You must be doing well in your studies, right? I have a son who also goes to NYU..."

"What? You live not far from Forest Avenue in Midtown? I have a daughter who lives there too! Do you have a girlfriend? Then she must be a good girl. Come, let me see your soul..."

"God Amon! Why is your soul so energetic? Let me see your heart of good and evil... Oh my god, there is such a kind person like you in this world, come here, child, come and sit down , fill out this form..."

Goddess Hippo led Peter to her desk, sat Peter down, handed him a form and said, "Don't be nervous, fill it out slowly, I'll get you some snacks..."

After finishing speaking, she smiled and nodded to Schiller next to her, and Schiller also nodded to her with a smile. The atmosphere between the two was like a father who is leading his child to report to school for the first time, and meets the future head teacher.

Peter's movements were a little stiff, and then, after seeing the form, his expression became even more stiff, because the first question on the form was: "Excuse me, how did you die?"

Continuing to look down on this question, the second question is the time of death, followed by the gods of belief, the time of scheduled resurrection, the expected life after resurrection, and so on.

Peter's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, but at this moment, Schiller came up, tilted the paper slightly, pointed to the things on the paper and said, "I'll teach you how to fill it in. Come on, fill in the time of death truthfully." , the gods you believe in are the beliefs you belong to. You should be a Protestant, so just fill in God..."

"Appoint the time of resurrection... Fill it in immediately, write down the life expectancy after resurrection, you can write 100 years, you can also write 200 years, this has no effect at all..."

"Didn't the soul activity be tested just now? Just write it as excellent. You don't need to fill in the item of good and evil. Come here and summarize your life in a few sentences..."

"No, there's no need to start writing from elementary school. It's mainly about your grades. This is for applying for resurrection. However, because the quota in heaven is relatively generous, you don't have to wait in line, just write whatever you want..."

(End of this chapter)