Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

No way

The housekeeper knocked on the study door hesitantly.

"Mr. Su..."

Su Chimian closed the notebook, pressed the center of her eyebrows, covered the tiredness in her eyes, and looked at the 60-year-old butler at the door.

"what happened?"

The butler clapped his hands and motioned for someone to bring the things over: "It's the young master's courier..."

Two gardeners at the door brought the courier in. The box was square and flat, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Butler: "That's right, sir, because you and the young master have just returned from the hospital, and the family is very busy with various things, so I put the express delivery aside, but because there are new things sent over today, so I think it would be better to tell you about this earlier."

Su Chimian frowned: "This courier..."

Butler: "In fact, after I took over the villa, I found a lot of anonymous couriers addressed to the young master at a nearby station. I packed them up and planned to hand them over to the young master when he came back..."

Su Chimian was surprised: "Every day?"

"Yes." The housekeeper nodded affirmatively, "I also sent it today..."

The housekeeper sighed, "Actually, these things should be handed over to the young master directly, but...the origin of these couriers is unknown, and it always feels a little dangerous, so I'd like to ask your opinion first."

"In fact, I have worked as a housekeeper for many wealthy families."

The housekeeper explained why he did this: "There are many unruly people who will send this kind of anonymous courier. In fact, there are tiny bugs or locators in it, which are unintentionally stuck to the children when they unpack the courier. The locator tracks the children and kidnaps them when they are alone..."

Su Chimian had also heard of such a thing.

He frowned: "Besides these, are there others?"

Steward: "Yes, sir."

He added: "It's all in storage."

Su Chimian: "Take me to see those things."

Was Banana being watched by someone?

Su Chimian immediately thought of his younger brother's attractive face, and didn't think there was any disobedience.

When they arrived at the warehouse, Su Chimian had someone unpack the courier——

For a while, there were gasps one after another.

Inside are pictures one after another, exquisite but extremely beautiful, with Su Jiao as the protagonist.

No, it's not complete, because no matter the composition, coloring, light and shadow, design, they are all extremely beautiful and exquisite, which makes people feel the shocking beauty of young people.

Along with the picture is a card.

Su Chimian picked up one.

The words on the card are beautiful and attractive, and the font is extremely beautiful, making the poems look amazing and eye-catching.

[In the years to come, my memory of you is like a star, illuminating my lonely life. 】

Su Chimian was expressionless and tore up the entire card.

Scattered pieces fell from between his fingers, like cold snowflakes.

The butler still wondered, "Sir, these paintings..."

Su Chimian: "Burn it."

His tone was as cold as ice, word by word: "Burn them all."

And here, Su Jiao, who didn't know what happened, was still listening to the system explaining to him.

"And... the hope of the natural disaster is very pure."

The system said: "He exists, as if dead, floating like memory fragments, and will never pray to you..."

Su Jiao: "Is it the Rabbit God..."

"So, there is no need for a temple, and it will not affect you..."

Su Jiao: "Is he the Rabbit God... the god before he turned into a natural disaster?"

The system was stuck, and after a while, he said softly, "Yes."

Su Jiao: "Where is He? Can I still see Him?"

The system was silent for a long time this time, and after a while, Su Jiao's surroundings became darker, gradually approaching deep blackness.

Su Jiao saw countless stars floating up, and those stars were bright and dark, forming a vast galaxy.

Standing in the middle of the sea of ​​stars, Su Jiao felt inextricably connected with those stars. He could grasp the breath of the stars and feel the pulse of the stars.

And the stars seem to be influencing him too.

Before Su Jiao got to the bottom of it.

A red star fell down and landed in front of Su Jiao.

Su Jiao stretched out her hand, and the "star" fell into Su Jiao's palm - it turned out to be a broken fragment of the red moon, shining brightly.

There was a familiar feeling that almost made Su Jiao's limbs and bones warm.

"You have been promoted to a b-level god." The system said: "You can get rid of the temple and answer the prayers of believers in the real world."

The system didn't explain what it was, but Su Jiao already knew it.

This is……

The Rabbit God's "hope" for him.

Bright, warm, hope, sustenance, or obsession.

This obsession directly made him a b-level god.

System: "The hope of the "natural disaster" is very weak... In fact, the "hope" of the "bloody natural disaster" almost does not exist. The "natural disaster" feeds on despair, and the existence of hope is more like poison to them. "

The system said in an exclamation tone: "This is the first time I have seen such a bright "hope", Your Highness is really amazing! "

"Why fragments?" Su Jiao asked.

"Because it is incomplete." The system explained: "Because natural disasters are fallen gods, what you get is the part of natural disasters that used to be gods." The reason why you want to abandon "hope" is because it is the weakness of natural disasters and the root of natural disasters. In addition, your "name" is "standing on top of millions of natural disasters", so you can still borrow its ability. "

Su Jiao: "Borrow ability?"

"Yes." The system said: "But you can only borrow the part of the god's ability, "bloody" or "cure the disease"..."

Su Jiao suddenly realized something: "So, in fact, "natural disasters" still exist, right? "

He immediately thought of Yan Lian—was that appearance really a faux pas?

System: "This... Let's put it this way, just like in this world, where there is white, there is black, and where there is light, there is darkness. Natural disasters will never disappear, but this is the first time I have encountered such a situation." Hope "Although it is something that natural disasters want to abandon, in fact, it is generally impossible to discard...Your Highness, you directly took away the "hope" of bloody natural disasters. I am not sure what will happen to "bloody natural disasters"..."

Su Jiao: "Is that so?" "But I just loaded the data of the real world." The system said melancholy: "I found a terrible thing."

Su Banana: "?"

"Natural disasters seem to have begun to affect the real world." The system said: "The flu that happened a few days ago is the impact of bloody natural disasters on the real world..."

Su Banana: "!"

No wonder he fell ill even though his physique had been enhanced by the system.

"But fortunately, you got the hope of the "bloody natural disaster" in time. The system quickly said: "According to my observation, the scope of the flu has weakened now, and the only symptom of illness is a high fever that does not go away, and no death has been caused." "

System: "Ah... I'm running out of energy... I'll go offline first..."

System: "You must remember to find a devotee to increase your divine power!"

Then there was no sound from the system.

It's easy to say, but it's not so easy to do. The new target of devotee is Gu Xichu, but now that Su Chimian is so strict with him, and his mobile phone has been confiscated, how can he get in touch with him.

But what Su Jiao didn't expect was that he would meet Gu Xichu again in this way—in his art class!

"This is our specially invited art professor, and he will teach art courses by name in the future." The head teacher introduced the noble young painter beside him, "Everyone, let's get to know each other."

Su Jiao had already heard the excited discussions of the classmates behind him.

"Wow, it's Gu Xichu!!"

"The talented painter who became famous at the age of 18..."

"His family is super rich...but I heard that Gu Si is his younger brother..."

Gu Xichu's white shirt was buttoned to the top, black trousers outlined his long legs, his long hair was tied up loosely, and his peach blossom eyes looked gentle and affectionate. He didn't seem to hear the whispers of his classmates, and said gently: "This semester's art class , I will do it for you, I hope everyone will join in..."

As soon as Professor Gu spoke, the classroom fell silent.

He seemed to be looking at everyone, but the focus of his pupils was actually on that quiet boy.

The boy lowered his head and held a pen in his hand, as if he wasn't listening to him.

Suddenly, a chuckle came from behind the boy, breaking the silence——

"We are high school sophomores who are busy with our studies, and we don't see a few art classes throughout the year. Teacher Gu is here, isn't it a bit overkill?"

It's Yanlian.

"How could it be?" Gu Xichu's thin lips curled up, and a three-point smile didn't reach his eyes: "Second year of high school is a very critical year. If some students don't have enough cultural points, they can choose an art major. How to do it, I will discuss in my Explain your doubts in the course."

Yan Lian snorted, noncommittal.

The class teacher said quickly: "Professor Gu, come to talk about your experience in painting?"

"Painting is actually a very wonderful thing." Gu Xichu glanced at Su Jiao intentionally or unintentionally, "People always have something that they want to express but are ashamed to say. At this time, the words are too abstract, and the language Too straightforward, and the brush will become the best bridge to communicate with the world."

Su Jiao buried his head and thought, if you draw a picture, you will draw a picture, which is really high-spirited.

……

get out of class has ended.

"You're so handsome, Professor Gu!"

"Oh my god, his eyes are like electric discharge!!"

"I was shocked! Peach Blossom Eyes, it's too terrible, too terrible!"

"I really like Professor Gu's paintings! My God, the mountains and rivers, the feeling of spring and snow! Every time I am intoxicated! This is art!"

"For someone as elegant as Professor Gu, it must be very romantic to pursue a lover."

Su Jiao thought, if sending pictures every day is considered romantic, then Professor Gu must be a very romantic person, the kind who will never change until death.

Thinking of this, he suddenly froze for a moment.

So, during his sick days, Gu Xichu wouldn't... also send him paintings, right?

No way?

If he wants to send...

No, he doesn't know his address...

No, when I lived in Liu Han's family, Gu Xichu still sent it! !

Thinking of a certain possibility, Su Jiao squeezed the pen tightly, his heart beating loudly.

He immediately had a very bad premonition.

The author says:

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After the move, I was crazily writing on my mobile phone;

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Ah, I almost forgot to comment;

[In the years to come, my memory of you is like a star, illuminating my lonely life. 】

This is Montgomery's sentence.