After becoming a disciple of the Pope

There is a special tea set on the small table.Qi Luan skillfully brewed a pot of scented tea, which is Huai Ling's favorite rose black tea. The dried petals are slowly soaked in the tea water until soft, and the transparent glass cup reflects the pretty tea red color. A mild tea fragrance.

He poured each of them a glass, smiled and pushed them in front of Changying.

The only person in the car who never spoke was Chang Ying who stayed quietly in the corner all the way.She pinched the handle of the cup with two fingers reservedly, blowing the petals floating on the water with her vermilion lips, her face was steamed by the rising mist with a tinge of red, which was reflected on the tea-red glass, making her look extraordinarily shy.

Huai Ling smiled and said: "Changying, what's wrong with you today? So silent?"

Being asked such a question, she became more and more speechless. When she came here, she was waiting to see Ye Shaoqing's joke because she was angry, but now she was being laughed at by Ye Shaoqing. Thinking of how this kid might laugh at herself in her heart, she wished to dig a hole Bury myself.

Changying raised the corners of her eyes and glanced at the opposite side quickly, only to see that the other party was concentrating on scratching the ears of the white fox, not paying attention to herself at all. Upon receiving this knowledge, the eldest lady immediately became even more angry, even more angry than ridicule !

Looking at the junior sister who was puffing up her cheeks and looking away, Huai Ling felt a little different.

He looked at Ye Shaoqing meaningfully, and said: "Shaoqing, most of the people who have received a month-level evaluation can at least become a red priest, not to mention that your talent is even higher than mine. After the position of the bishop is settled in the future , there must be an officiant in the east and west districts, if you want to..."

"...Brother." Changying was startled, seeing his teasing eyes, couldn't tell what it was like, and said in embarrassment, "How can this kid be able to take your place, even if he has a high rating? , I have no qualifications at all..."

Huai Ling stretched his tone and said: "Oh, it's still my younger sister who is considerate."

"Who thought about it for him?!" Changying gave her senior brother a hard look, her earlobe blushed like rouge, she shifted her target to Ye Shaoqing again, and said angrily, "Hey, you are too, obviously you have this Strength, why didn’t you say it before? You’re still pretending, are you deliberately trying to make me look ugly? You’re very proud, aren’t you?”

The white fox, nestled comfortably on Ye Shaoqing's lap, opened its eyes slightly, and gave the two brothers and sisters a sinister look.

Ye Shaoqing yawned and said casually: "Miss, you think too much. Whether you are ugly or beautiful has nothing to do with me."

"...You!" The blush on her earlobe quickly spread to her cheeks, but this time she was obviously angry, and the sapling of goodwill that had just sprung up because of his brilliant performance in the assessment was quickly suppressed. snuffed out.

Only then did Ye Zheng continue to close his eyes and take a nap in satisfaction.

Huai Ling chuckled, and then asked again seriously: "By the way, what is the name of your body-holding technique? No priest can do it, but it's the first time I've seen someone who can hold a high-level divine technique." .”

Ye Shaoqing looked down at Yezheng, his fox ears moved lazily, he thought for a while and said, "It was taught to me by my teacher, and it is different from ordinary body-holding technique."

Sure enough, as long as he brought out the mysterious teacher behind him, Huai Ling would automatically make up a reasonable explanation in his brain, and he would no longer get to the bottom of it.

A group of people returned to the church hall in the Eastern District. In the next few days, what happened in the Heichuan Temple spread like an autumn wind all over the city. Of course, Huai Ling's contribution to the flames was indispensable, and the reputation ebbed and flowed. The balance that was gradually tilting towards the church temple in the west seemed to be slowly tipping back in the hearts of the priests.

Ye Shaoqing unintentionally turned into an accidental stone, thrown into the originally calm water surface, and amidst the rising ripples, the turbulent undercurrent hidden under the calm had to gradually emerge in front of people's eyes.

"This is the priest's uniform specially sent by the Heichuan Temple, as well as your exclusive identity badge."

Early in the morning, a priest came from the Heichuan Church Hall, presenting Ye Shaoqing's two identifications respectfully with both hands.

Ye Shaoqing was a little surprised by the respectfulness of the other party, thanked him, and took the clothes and the box containing the badge.

The style of the priest's clothing is dignified and rigorous, conservative and solemn, and the materials are very particular. It is woven with silkworm silk and the finest satin cloth. It is flexible and light, and is not easy to be scratched. Blessed, it can repel mosquitoes in the wild, and even remember the wearer's figure, automatically shrinking to the most suitable waist size.

When the priest left, Huai Ling leaned against the door with a smile on his face, nodded his chin to the clothes in his hand, and said, "Do you think it's strange? If you know, Heichuan City hasn't given a monthly high-level rating for ten years. , their reaction will be taken for granted. Even in the imperial capital where the elites of the Holy See gather, the moon-level high priests have a bright future. What's more, you are only 20 years old and have your teacher to help you. It is not difficult to set foot in the day-level field. They are not respecting you, but a future bishop."

"They're so sure that I can become a bishop?" Ye Shaoqing shrugged and said, "But I'm just your babysitter. It seems that they are destined to be disappointed."

Huai Ling shook his index finger: "Don't say Chengtuo is so ugly, if you don't want to stay in Heichuan City in the future, you can go to the imperial capital, the hub of the Holy See, the yearning of thousands of believers, the place of His Majesty the Pope, the real The dignitaries, celebrities, and geniuses gather together, and it is a place where people can rise to the top."

His face gradually showed obvious fascination and admiration, and his eyes were burning hot: "I heard that the Temple of Light where His Majesty the Pope lives is the closest to the gods in the world, and there is also the legendary Holy See Magic Hall. But my dream place."

God?Ye Shaoqing's heart moved: "Gods really exist?"

Huai Ling's face changed slightly, and he covered his mouth: "What are you talking about? How can you question the existence of gods as a priest? Be careful not to be heard by fanatics, and you will be tied to God's punishment rack."

Ye Shaoqing pulled his hand away, and said helplessly: "Isn't this a stopgap measure? It's not that I want to be a priest. After our transaction is completed, I will leave here."

Huai Ling was speechless for a while: "What's wrong with being a priest? Heals and shepherds the people for the gods. He has a respected status and is admired by others. He also has powerful magical skills and extraordinary power. Your talent is a gift from the gods. Why don't you Make good use of it?"

Ye Shaoqing looked at the other party's righteous and persuasive expression, and shook his head indifferently: "I'm not interested in doing things for that god I've never seen before. I only live for myself. I like to travel around and visit places of interest everywhere. Ancient sites, experience different customs, don’t want to stay in an empty and cold church hall for ten years, the scenery here is very beautiful, but after so many years, haven’t you gotten tired of looking at it?”

Huai Ling looked at him speechlessly, and after a long while, he said with a complicated expression: "It's not a question of whether you are tired or not. Could it be that for you, all the places in the world are just passing by? None of them make you nostalgic, let you belong Feeling, no matter how long you travel abroad, you will miss the reminder, will you return home in the end?"

"For me, the church hall in Heichuan City is my home, and I won't get tired of living in it for another ten years."

His words were like a heavy hammer, the hammer made Ye Shaoqing's brain daze, and his heart seemed to lose weight all of a sudden, he was a little sober, but fell into more confusion, and he didn't even notice when Huai Ling left.

Of course Huai Ling can say loudly and take it for granted that this is his home, but what about Ye Shaoqing?

Myself - I have no home for a long time.

He frowned a pair of handsome long eyebrows, like a philosopher, and began to seriously think about that question that has no answer since ancient times.

Huai Ling's eyes are really poisonous, and his mouth is as sharp as a knife, and he can see blood.

It is true that from the very beginning, Ye Shaoqing was incompatible with this world. He had neither relatives nor lovers in cognition, living habits, system, beliefs, and everything. From the beginning to the end, he was a lonely bystander, watching the surroundings with cold eyes Everything in this world seems to be separated from the world by a transparent film, occasionally intersecting, but he can wave goodbye at any time, just like he bid farewell to Wen Qingze and Lao Tao, and then turn around without hesitation and embark on a new journey.

The historical sites and tourist attractions he has visited can go to the next one after the enthusiasm and curiosity of research are gone, and it is the same now. In the huge world, none of them belong to his home.

For people in this world, being a priest is a glorious and sacred thing, but Ye Shaoqing is different.

Even if he still doesn't understand what the unknown power that brought him here is, he still doesn't believe in that illusory god at all, so how can he expect to fight for it as a noble cause to become a servant of the god?

"Why are you in a daze? Not trying on your new clothes?"

Ye Shaoqing recovered from his contemplation, and the white fox squatted in front of him, with his head raised, so close that he could almost clearly feel the hot air exhaled from the tip of his nose.

The psychology of human beings is very strange. They are always vigilant and alienated from others who are also human beings, but they are often easy to let go of their guard against animals, even if they know that the other party is not an ordinary animal.

The deep black pupils and those dark golden pupils looked at each other for a while, Ye Shaoqing couldn't hold back his eager heart, put his hands together, rubbed the snow-white fur and sensitive fox ears on the top of its head vigorously, and said softly: "Wait for you!" Now that you have recovered your human form, are you going to leave me and go back to your place?"

Yezheng's flattened plane ears trembled, and he suddenly broke free from his grasping hands, lightly jumped onto the table, and looked down at Ye Shaoqing.

A furry paw gently caressed his lover's head, and Ye Zheng said in a calm and unquestionable tone: "You are my disciple, the place that belongs to me naturally also belongs to you."

The dark golden fox eyes narrowed slightly, and its voice was like the soothing end of a cello, and it was as indestructible as a rock, calm and heavy.

It re-emphasized slowly and word by word: "You are my only disciple, besides being beside me as a teacher, where else do you want to go?"

It wasn't until Ye Shaoqing realized that he was patted and killed by a fox? !