Holographic Life Winner

"Since the 'good' precepts are here, where is the 'evil' precepts?" He Jing asked, "If you want to do it, let's do it together. Anyway, it's considered..."

He Jing struggled with some difficulty, and said, "It can be regarded as a pair of rings."

Yao Hui was very satisfied with his initiative to ask questions, stretched out his hand to pinch He Jing's face, and said, "Go when you are free, it's not difficult, it's in a small town."

In the game forum, there are strategies for the ring mission, even if it is the first time to play this game, you can quickly find the mission location.It’s just that people who explored for the first time in the OL server will encounter some twists and turns, because the “evil” ring is a small plot that needs to do some fragmentary side tasks and then accidentally bumped into it, and it is not easy to be discovered.

The atmosphere was just right for the two of them to chat while walking, and they soon arrived near the Cathedral of Aurilla, where the task of triggering the understanding of the "Nobility of the Holy Land Song" started. First, they needed to find someone to chat with.

He Jing put on his mask again, pulled the hem of his robe and walked towards a group of Pope's knights who were patrolling.

"Several handsome guys, may I ask how the nobles of the Holy Land Song want to go?"

The leading knight glanced at him, stretched out his hand, and the neat patrol team behind him immediately stopped.

The knight said, "You are not from Aurelia, are you?"

He Jing hid his face behind the mask with a smile, "Yeah, I'm from a small town on the edge, uh...Have you heard of Twin Town?"

He Jing thought of a name on the map casually, and the knight frowned, "I've never heard of it, that's fine, it's no wonder you don't know if you're not from Aurilla, the Holy Land Song is not such an easy place to find, I advise you to get rid of this thought as soon as possible."

"Why?" He Jing asked: "I heard that Song of the Holy Land took over most of the land ownership in Orillia. My brother and I were new here and wanted to start a small business, but we were told that without the power of Song of the Holy Land, they couldn't just lease the house to others. We, look at this..."

"Why do you ask the church for this matter?" The knight raised his eyebrows, "Go to the adults who live in the built-up area, they will know what to do."

"I've looked for it." He Jing seemed reluctant, "They said they don't care about it, and the Pope will take care of it."

"What about the Pope..."

Before the knight finished speaking, a person came down from the high steps.

"Richard." The man interrupted the knight lightly. He was wearing a robe similar to that of the pope, with gold trim on the white background, and a tall hat that was bigger than his head. Part of the back of the hand was exposed, only a rough finger was exposed.

"Let me talk to them," the man said.

The leading knight immediately saluted him with the other knights, called "Master Messenger", and then left with the others.

When only He Jing, Yao Hui and the envoy were left in front of the steps, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked with a not-so-friendly smile, "What are you doing here?"

He Jing blinked, "Do you know us?"

The envoy snorted coldly, "If a mask could block my sight, I wouldn't be the envoy sent out by the nobles of the Holy Land Song."

He looked past He Jing and looked straight at Yao Hui, "Master Galaxy Immortal, if I remember correctly, we met not long ago?"

"Yes." Yao Hui didn't deny it, but he didn't take off his mask either.

This one, who was very similar to the Pope, was the envoy who had just left the guild territory with the king's suicide note.

He looked at Yao Hui, then at He Jing, as if he wanted to weigh their purpose here, "I just heard that you are looking for the Holy Land Song?"

Yao Hui continued to nod, "Yes."

"Allow me to ask, why?"

"Because we want to see what the legendary nobles of the Holy Land Song look like." He Jing interjected.

The messenger didn't like someone interrupting midway, so he gave He Jing a cold look, "The Holy Land Song is a secret in Maglazu, and they can't easily expose themselves to outsiders."

"Why? Because they're all ugly?"

The messenger's brows couldn't help but jump.

Yao Hui pressed the shoulder of He Jing, who was watching the show, "If you are willing to take us there, I am very grateful."

"Impossible." The envoy puffed out his chest, as if he was about to leave. "You guys had better leave here. If I find you again, you won't be so lucky next time." He lowered his voice a little, and said in a gloomy voice: "You know, I am allowed to have the power of life and death. Even if I kill you now, His Excellency the Pope will not say a word."

He Jing squinted his eyes, it didn't feel good to be threatened by an NPC.

He had already reached the full level when he triggered this task, but he was helping other people in the guild to complete the task. He only completed half of this task and did not continue to do it.Because the location of the trigger is different, the reason is different, and they have not been treated like this, so it seems that these intelligent NPCs will also bully the weak and fear the hard, and now their level is far behind him, so they can't get any good looks.

Compared with He Jing who stayed in Yisien all the year round, Yao Hui is obviously familiar with Maglazu's way of life, he said unhurriedly: "Master Messenger is such a person who crosses rivers and demolishes bridges, just took away the king's suicide note ..."

Before he finished speaking, the messenger suddenly turned around and rushed over.

Without even thinking about it, He Jing interposed between the two of them, stretched out his arms, stared at the messenger vigilantly and said, "What are you doing?!"

The messenger raised his brows and stared at them, "You can't talk nonsense!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He Jing paused for a moment, then came to his senses, and immediately said maliciously: "Is it the king, or the suicide note, or the king's suicide note? Ah, do you mean the country of Baierla, the one that perished? Hundreds of years of..."

"Hush!!" The messenger hastily stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and roared angrily, "You're crazy! Do you know how many people are watching this thing?!"

"I don't care what to do with this." He Jing took a few steps back, "If you don't take us there, I'll tell the whole world that you have the Kingdom's suicide note."

"I told you not to say those few words!!" The envoy was so angry that he was dizzy, and he looked like he wanted to strangle He Jing to death on the spot. The veins on his forehead were bulging. Cheng fist, bitterly said: "You come with me!"

When the envoy turned around, He Jing raised his mask and smiled at Yao Hui.

Yao Hui couldn't help but hooked the corners of his mouth, watching He Jing walk up the steps, couldn't help but catch up with him a few steps and reached out to hold him, He Jing turned his head in surprise, but saw that the man was looking straight ahead, his fingers were very dexterous , With the help of He Jingkuan's mage's sleeve, the index finger hooked He Jing's little finger. This action is even more blush than holding hands.

He Jing thought to himself, it's a good thing he is wearing a mask now, but he forgot that even without a mask, how could the profound skill of 'blushing' be displayed in the game?

After entering the church, all the priests and knights of the Pope's Knights came and went. They looked strangely at He Jing and Yao Hui who followed the envoy, and exchanged opinions with each other in a low voice from time to time.

"It doesn't feel good." He Jing whispered, "Isan's church is not like this."

On the premise of not interfering in politics, the Pope, who holds great power, is worshiped by everyone in Isen wherever he goes.They carry out a series of charitable activities to help and rescue people in trouble. There are also prayer activities inside the church on weekdays. People entering and leaving the church will never attract such strange sights. Chatting in the sun.

Even though they are all produced by St. Clair, their attitudes are completely different on different maps. This is quite a fun thing.

Yao Hui replied with the same volume: "The ruler of Maglazu is neither the king nor the pope. If the pope wants to recruit believers here and spread the faith, he must rely on the rights of the nobles of the Holy Land Song."

Therefore, the St. Clair Church here can basically be regarded as the minion of the Holy Land Song.

This is a very clever thing. There is no place where it is easier to inquire about news and obtain information than people in the church.

They followed the messenger all the way through the long corridor, and finally entered an inconspicuous small room.

The room with dark curtains should have been plunged into darkness, but it was as bright as day because of the golden halo in the center of the room.

"This is..." He Jing was taken aback, "There is actually a portal inside?"

"This is the only way to go to the Holy Land." The messenger stood by the portal and glanced at them, and said coldly: "Since you are the warriors of Maglazu, you should also be used by my Holy Land Song. As long as you declare your loyalty, the Holy Land The song will give you all you want."

He Jing pouted, "Everything?"

"Everything." The envoy nodded.

"Everything is everything, literally?"

"What do you want?" The envoy looked at him, "Don't worry about the beliefs of our powerful people. Only when you are strong can you protect the people you want to protect. If you have nothing, warrior, you are just wasting your life in vain. .”

As he said that, the envoy raised his jaw and signaled them to enter the portal, "Go, I won't stop you. Here, hand over the king's suicide note to the guardian there for me, a man named Wen Ruier .”

"Are you so relieved?" He Jing was taken aback.

The envoy laughed maliciously, "Believe me, it's still too late for you to turn around and leave now. Even if you know the secret here, it's impossible to come in alone after you go out. But... if you enter the territory of the Holy Land Song, If you want to use any crooked brains, there is only a dead end waiting for you."

He Jing really wanted to complain, even if it is "a dead end", returning to the cemetery and resurrecting is a good man.Who is afraid of whom?

However, the envoy obviously didn't consider this point, and he nodded towards the portal with his chin again, "Have you considered it clearly?"

He Jing rolled his eyes and walked calmly into the circle of light. Yao Hui took the suicide note from the envoy and followed him.

There is no need to chant mantras in the portal, and there is no need to get rid of evil thoughts.They just blinked, and the scenery in front of them changed instantly.

The wind blows the fragrance of flowers, and the dark green grass tips are like some kind of algae in the deep sea, being blown by the wind and wave after wave.

Under the same night, there seems to be something different.

There are faint singing and laughter in the distance. Looking around, I can only vaguely see one or two jumping lights at the end of the horizon. Behind me is a precise darkness, as if caught in some kind of space. Like a desert.

The two summoned their mounts, and the horse flicked its tail and trotted forward.

As the firelight became more and more obvious, the sound became more and more clear.

After a while, the two saw the source of the sound.

A large garden seemed to appear out of thin air. The white dome houses were continuous, surrounded by a natural barrier, forming a semi-arc shape, with gardens and fountains in the middle, and a square that was not too big but definitely not too small. .

At this time, the square was very lively, and the aroma of roasted leg of lamb wafted to the bottom of the nose, making the mouth water.

Someone was playing the accordion, someone was blowing the harmonica, a couple of men and women were doing a cheerful tap dance, and there were people drinking and cheering around them. It was very lively.

It was like meeting nomads suddenly in the wild, but He Jing and Yao Hui were very familiar with this scene.

"Where are you from?" The bearded man who was stained red by alcohol approached with a wine glass, hiccupped, and stared at the two of them dimly, "It's been a long time since we've had outsiders here, hiccup... "

As soon as these words came out, the few people who were still singing were silent for a moment, and those who were not drunk immediately realized it, as if they saw some terrible beast, they ran away screaming.

He Jing and Yao Hui stood in place calmly. The map of Holy Land Song is not open to the outside world. Only those who have passed the mission or those who have chosen a hidden profession can appear here.

For the people on this map, the outside world is an unimaginable and terrifying world. They have been brainwashed by the nobles of the Holy Land Song for generations, telling them that as long as they leave here, they will not be able to survive, so they have never longed for the outside world, and the nobles of the Holy Land Song are also Very obedient.

But in contrast, the nobles of the Holy Land Song thoroughly implemented the beliefs of those in power. The people living here have never suffered any hardships. Their life may be the most perfect in the entire OL world, and it is also what all normal humans can imagine the most beautiful.There is no slavery here, no oppression, because of the deliberate guidance of the Holy Land song nobles, they didn't even pursue it.

Accepting the arrival of each day calmly, saying goodbye to the departure of each day, the sun rises and the sunset rests, the work does not have to be too hard but you can drink the best wine and eat the most delicious food, their concept of money is even Very vague.

He Jing doesn't know if this is really happiness, but he doesn't want to retire yet.

When the party dispersed, only the blazing bonfire and the half-eaten roast sheep remained in the square.

He Jing rubbed his stomach, "It's a pity that this thing is not real."

Yao Hui glanced at him with a half-smile, then heard footsteps coming from the small garden next to him.

"Who's there?" A slender man with a very noble appearance appeared in the sight of the two of them.

What surprised He Jing and Yao Hui was that this person was not the NPC they were waiting for, but a... player?

"It turned out to be a noble occupation of the Holy Land Song..." He Jing said sourly: "It's really lucky."

other side:"……"

"My name is Chen Yi." The other party held out his hand, "Nice to meet you."

He Jing was puzzled, but he still reached out and shook his hand, "Do the nobles of Shengdige look at people to accept apprentices?"

"What?" The other party's handsome brows were slightly frowned.

"Why are you so polite, as if you regard this place as your home." What's wrong with the expression that we have stepped into your garden?

Chen Yi was silent for a while, and said awkwardly: "Sorry, actually I... can't get out."

"……What?"

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiaoyue for mine╭(╯3╰)╮~