High priest

After the snow fell, it was a dense warm rain.

It floated into the forest and depressions, and disappeared around everything.Covering the whole mountain, it descends gently, like a big hand caressing the outline of the mountain, erasing thousands of years of resentment and pain.

The brilliance of the stars is like fireflies on a summer night, rising slowly and flying to the distant sky.The wind whispered, the trees sighed, and the animals whined, as if they were saying goodbye to something.Obviously there is no wailing and weeping, but it is full of inextricable separation.

The barrier collapsed as suddenly as the mountain god disappeared.With the foot of the mountain as the line, there are completely two worlds inside and outside the world.

The sky inside the boundary was warm and rainy, and curses came from the long street outside the boundary.The snow within the bounds covers the mud, and the rats outside the bounds break the tranquility.

A few minutes ago, the world was hell, and the world outside was human.In the blink of an eye, the inside of the world is like heaven, and the outside of it is ruins.

It can be seen that life and death and blessings and misfortunes are always accompanied by each other, and cannot be distinguished by good or bad.

Ji Si looked at the mountain, listened to the voices from all directions, and suddenly said: "A mountain needs the right time, place and people. After thousands of years of tempering and the baptism of lightning and thunder, it is possible to give birth to a mountain god."

"All things choose him, and he will feed back all things, fraternal and merciful."

"People used to be members of all things, but they were unwilling to be equal to all beings." Ji Si's tone gradually lost his emotion, "They claim to be the primates of all things, but they haven't fulfilled the obligations that 'elders' should do. There is no protection but plunder."

"Just a hundred years can kill the spirituality of a whole mountain."

He rarely ridiculed: "I don't know how long it will take before another mountain god is born. Without the blank period protected by the guardian spirit, they can only ask for blessings."

Sinocheng remained silent, he had already calmed down, and was chewing every word of Ji Si carefully.Not long after, he showed his attitude at work, and said straightforwardly: "So, what will happen during the blank period?"

"Who knows?" Ji Si laughed viciously, "Maybe it was a huge boulder that was supposed to roll to the east, but it was blocked by tree roots and then smashed to the west; Mountainsides stopped, diversions flooded towns."

"Or maybe it was an unavoidable earthquake until the entire landform collapsed." Ji Si continued, "Moving mountains and filling the sea, maybe the so-called Ningyuan Mountains will become the Ningyuan Great Rift Valley?"

Sino City: ...

"Human beings cannot bear the price of letting a mountain god disappear."

Just like now, the Shuoshu dug the mountain too deep, maybe there is something more deadly hidden in their caves.However, Ji Si doesn't plan to be a nanny, it's already a gift for Shan to get rid of the darkness, and the rest is up to fate.

"We should go." Ji Si retracted the scepter, and withdrew the mysterious protective circle.For a moment, Sino City only felt that the surrounding light dimmed, as if it had entered the cold winter from a greenhouse.

"This is?"

"You can understand it as a circle of protection." Ji Si patiently explained, "You don't have to use any tools, fingers, branches or chalk, you can draw a circle under your feet. When the starting point and the ending point are closed, it becomes a circle. "

"Believe it will protect you, and imagine your strength and aura being contained within the circle. The technique of causing changes based on will is a self-protection method that ordinary people can use."

"We were in the circle before to prevent people from seeing the truth."

No wonder...

No wonder Yu Mingyang's SLR can't take pictures of his face. Is that so?

In this way, the circle of protection is a good thing, and he is very interested.

The efficiency of listening to lectures in Sino City is 100%, and they can draw inferences: "What should I do if I encounter robbers? Is this method applicable to the environment where there are many bullets? Will the circle not being round enough affect the strength of protection?"

"Or, is the protective power formed by the circle proportional to the saturation of the circle? Or is it proportional to the size of the circle? Or is it proportional to the strength of the person itself?"

"For example, if I use the same compasses as a sumo wrestler to draw circles of the same size, is mine stronger or his stronger?"

Keith: ...

Under the dim street lights, the two looked at each other in dismay.One of them is full of metaphysics, and the other exudes the dawn of science.After a long time, the silent high priest finally squeezed out a sentence: "You better stop learning, I don't think you can learn."

Sino City: ...

He doesn't agree!

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The warm rain under the Ningyuan Mountains was like a gift from the gods. It fell on the wounds of the snow soldiers, and many people who were in pain were relieved to breathe.

The seriously injured fell asleep, and the dying uttered their last words. When the searchlights of the helicopter swept over them, the nightmare experience finally came to an end, but the follow-up problems were still very difficult to deal with.

They must organize people to enter the mountain again and find Shuoshu's cave with the assistance of experts.The people at the foot of the mountain have to be evacuated, the Ningyuan Mountains have been blocked for a long time, and even the local tourism industry and developers have to be talked to, and the scenic spot cannot be opened until the crisis is resolved...

Most importantly, they must concentrate their elite forces to hunt down and intercept a mysterious person in all directions—the initiator of the prophecy, the High Priest JS.

There are a lot of things, and I don't know how to deal with them.But monkeys can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, they will slowly peel off the cocoons to get the most desired result.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Yunting resolutely followed the team into the mountain for the second time despite his arm injury, while Jiang Ziying stayed in the hospital to treat the wound.

It wasn't until noon that the wound on the cheek was finally finished with the medicine.

Because it was the face that was injured, the old doctor sighed: "Girl, the injury is not in the right place! Let's have a small operation to fill up the flesh, otherwise there is a missing piece on the cheek, what a pity! Finding a partner is also difficult... "

Jiang Ziying shook her head. She wanted to laugh, but her face was really hurting: "When you join the army or the police, your face is not important. What's more, the person who really likes me doesn't care about my face, but me."

"Girl, you can't say that." The old doctor looked like someone who had come here. "You can't miss this good opportunity. Make up your face if you can. I don't want to see someone gossiping about your face in the future, old man."

Jiang Ziying pondered for a while, nodded and said, "If I have time, I will go to the hospital for surgery."

The old doctor is very relieved, there are not many young people who can listen to him, and it is really comforting to have an obedient one.He smiled and said: "This is medicine, change it every day, be diligent and don't forget."

"Well, thank you."

Jiang Ziying walked back to the brigade, and the barricades were full of fallen rats.

They were strangely swept up by the wind last night, and then fell heavily to the ground, smashing the whole town and causing uncountable economic losses.

It is said that dozens of people were killed by the Shuoshu alone, and it is even more difficult to count the injured.

After the incident, the attitude of the family members of the deceased was full of drama. First they scolded the deceased for why he had to run outside, then they put him on the door panel and dragged him to the police station crying loudly, begging for compensation from a natural disaster.

Although this method is weird, but if there is one, there are two. I think the detention center in Ningyuan today is full of people...

Jiang Ziying quickened her pace and passed two tall men at the turn of the intersection.When they met on a narrow road, she instinctively looked up.

With just one glance, she slowed down.

I saw that one of these two men was extremely handsome, and his whole body was fierce; the other was extremely elegant, and his whole body was freehand and romantic.The black windbreaker and the white robe left hand in hand, and the ground-length black hair drew an arc, hooking the bottom of the scepter.

The elegant man shook skillfully, his hair spread out smoothly, covering his back like a piece of satin.The other person spoke in a deep and magnetic voice: "Great Prophet, what do you think about the stock price going up or down tomorrow?"

"President, what kind of energy field do you think the clouds in the sky are?" Come on, let's hurt each other!

They walked around her and walked away as if no one else was there.

very eye-catching...

Even if only one side face can be seen, it is pleasing to the eye.

They stand out at will, and all of them are top-notch handsome men, not to mention the visual impact formed by two faces standing together?

She originally thought that she was very resistant to men's appearance, but she never thought that it was not a question of whether she was strong or not, but a question of not having encountered an "opponent" before.

Unfortunately, police uniforms are more important than men.

Jiang Ziying couldn't stop walking, and when the bus was unable to run on the street, she could only walk five stations long on two legs.And the road leader inevitably has a lot of things to do. When she walked through the small park on the corner of the street, she saw three children pushing and pushing a child covered in paint.

There were crumpled drawing papers lying on the floor, and mischievous handprints crawled all over the easel.Seeing an adult come to take care of things, the bully child whistled, made a face, called "freak" and ran away.

Jiang Ziying frowned and stepped into the park, squatting down together with the taciturn child, helping to pick up the drawing paper and paints.She wanted to look a little more friendly, but unfortunately the injury on her face made her unable to smile.

No way, she could only try her best to ask in a gentle voice: "Little friend, are you alone? Where are your parents?"

The child didn't look up at her, and packed things on his own, as if immersed in his own world.He flattened the wrinkled drawing paper and rubbed away the marks little by little.

"Little friend, can you recite your family's phone number?" Jiang Ziying said softly, "Auntie, can you help me contact your family?"

He fixed the drawing paper on the easel, picked up the brush again, and picked up the sand on the bristles little by little.Afterwards, he carefully dipped in the paint and stacked up the portraits stroke by stroke.

Dark mountains, dark gray night sky.There is a ghostly white figure in the very center, with his hands outstretched, and a straight...stick hanging above his head?

The child scooped up the lead-gray paint and slapped it on the side of the "White Ghost", drawing out the shape of the "Grey Ghost" little by little.From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word to Jiang Ziying, as if she didn't exist at all.

Jiang Ziying had no choice but to stand there and wait.She more or less saw that the child was different, so she couldn't leave cleanly.

She wanted to call the local police station, but after thinking about the current situation of the police station, she finally gave up.And this waited for half an hour.

When the child picks up the toothbrush to pick up the white paint and flicks it carefully into the night sky. I don’t know whether it is drawing stars or snowflakes. The anxious mother of the child came here with a vegetable basket. Seeing the child, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She hugged the child and asked him if he was hurt. She didn't get angry when she didn't get a response, but just sighed softly.In the end, she solemnly thanked Jiang Ziying, and said with a wry smile, "Thank you, my child is a bit special, he..."

"He's a little autistic." The mother lowered her voice, "but he likes to run around, always going to strange places with his drawing board in his arms."

"I took him back to my grandma's house yesterday, and I always thought he was lying in the house and sleeping. Unexpectedly, he ran out in the middle of the night holding a drawing board, wearing a coat and hiding in the bushes next to the street lamp to draw."

"I'm scared!" The child's mother was terrified, "I took him home today and hid here to paint. I'm really anxious to death."

Her tone was a little choked up, and she tried to hold back her emotions in front of the child.She thanked Jiang Ziying repeatedly. Seeing that the child had finished painting, she bent down to pack up her things, and skillfully put the paintbrush into the basket.

Jiang Ziying was about to leave, but saw that the child who was ignoring others raised his head and stared straight at her, those black and white eyes seemed to reflect the whole clear world.

"Dongdong, Dad made you delicious Coke chicken wings, shall we go home?"

The child remained silent, but turned away when his mother reached out to hug him, and then handed the painting in her arms to Jiang Ziying.

At this moment, the child's mother covered her mouth in surprise, and Jiang Ziying was also a little astonished.

"Is this for me?" Jiang Ziying tentatively looked at the child's mother, then turned to the child, "Then I...take it away?"

The child didn't respond, he looked at her as if looking at someone else through her.

"Hurry up and accept it! Hurry up and accept it!" The child's mother was obviously very happy. "It's the first time he took the initiative to give someone a gift! Is this going to be restored?"

Jiang Ziying took the painting, the paint on it was still wet, and the brushwork was very immature, but it was the whole world presented by the child.She put it away with great care, and said goodbye to the mother and son with a smile.

The child was lying on his mother's shoulder, still staring at her.

Abruptly, he moved his lips at her without making a sound.Thanks to Jiang Ziying who has learned lip language, otherwise she would really think that the child just opened his mouth.

He only said three words to her: go to him.

What "go to him"?Which "him" are you looking for?Is it he or she or it?

Is it childish talk, or is it a hint?Could it be that there is an unsolved murder case nearby for many years, and the child witnessed it, so he wanted to remind her of the key words?

By accident, Jiang Ziying took a look at the painting.

go to him...

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PS: The first prop "painting" of Ji Si's daily life is ready, please make persistent efforts to strive for better painting skills~~

PS: Sino City: In fact, the correct usage of the shelter circle should be, you change a circle on the ground, and I stand in the circle and pick up Gatling da da da, da da da, da da da!In this way, our metaphysical defense and scientific superpower are in place.

Keith: ...