Counseling [Quick Transmigration]

At this moment, the original world line finally poured into Du Yunting's brain in an instant.He paused, then spoke again, and said, "The Almighty Lord has heard your confession. Please go back."

The man didn't move, but opened his eyes slightly, took a few sniffs, and said, "Father Tris, your smell..."

The priest inside ignored his words and still said, "Please go back."

The man put away the momentary surprise, bowed his head towards the closed door respectfully, then stood up, and staggered towards the outside of the church.The church with a steeple is hidden among the tall firs, only a stone path is opened in front of the door.The man put on the hat in his hand and walked into the lush bushes, but frowned slightly.

In that gust of wind, he smelled something that didn't belong to Father Tris.

It was the scent of an alpha in his prime.

The teaching says that the Lord created man after he created this world.He made a man and a woman, and then he felt that they should be given some differences to make this world richer and more beautiful——

So he gave the human scent.

Alpha, beta, omega, the division of smells make human beings into six genders.Father Tris is an omega through and through, a precious and rare omega.

The people in the village revered the pastor, although he had only just arrived in the village, it was easy to win the reverence of the villagers.It's just that the new pastor didn't know what was mixed with this reverence.Their village is not that big, and there is only this church. The old pastor who presided over it lived here for 48 years, and finally fell on this land.So the Holy See sent a new priest to take over the work of the old priest.

On the day when the carriage arrived, all the residents of the village came out to greet him.Old people and children stand at the front, and young people stand on tiptoe behind.They finally saw a pair of hands protruding from the carriage, holding the door.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen the sun for a long time, my hands are as white as snow, pinching firmly on the frame,

The people present were staring at those hands closely, surrounded by their eyes, the new pastor finally got out of the car.

"Oh!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed softly.More people opened their mouths, and they couldn't even make a sound. The fragrance was blown out with the wind that overflowed when the door was opened, like the fragrance of the leaves when the sun shines on them, mixed with warmth.They just followed the overly handsome new priest with dreamy eyes, staring at his blond hair, which seemed to be woven with fine gold thread.They were bundled into a roll of emerald green silk, hanging quietly on his now straight back.

It was the same color as the green eyes of the new priest.When those eyes looked at people, they seemed to contain the same kindness and love as the gods, as if he was not looking at people, but the Lord was looking at the world through his eyes.

Father Tris, people who live in the diocese say that he is a child given by the Lord.

He is even legendary.One day, the archbishop suddenly received an induction from the Lord, and even in the evening, he still walked to the church.It was at the door of the church at that time that he saw a little swaddling baby.An abandoned baby slept in it, sleeping sweetly with its eyes closed.

The archbishop thought it was a miracle, so he took him in and took him back to raise him.Tris has lived among countless ascetic monks since he was a child. He is accompanied by the scriptures of the gods day and night, and is always wrapped in a holy and solemn black robe.His blond hair has never been cut. As a token of serving the Lord, the golden hair is like a god-given fetish, and it hangs down to the buttocks.

This young priest, who is only nineteen years old, is not inferior to any old priest who has studied this way for many years in terms of theological attainments.It was even said that only he could hear the whispers of the Lord to the world.

"Otherwise, how could the bishop choose Father Tris from so many children?" The peasant woman who said this vowed, with unconcealable admiration on her face, "...so many people! Those who want to enter the seminary every year How many children are there, and after so many years, there is only one who can be raised by the bishop himself!"

Bishops usually don't choose alpha or omega to become priests. These two genders are somewhat special, and they are often more difficult to withstand the temptation of human love, and they are likely to betray their teachings.Only this omega raised by him was enough to reassure him. When he became an adult at the age of 16, he personally put on a sacred black robe for his adopted son, and gave him a scripture full of holy words.These somehow made Father Tris stand out from the crowd.Because of this, when the villagers discovered that this was the little priest who was raised by the archbishop himself, they were not only surprised, but even a little apprehensive.

Fortunately, this Father Tris has a gentle temper, and his heart shines as brightly as his dazzling face.In just a few days, the people in the village have developed great admiration for him, and the people who come to church are more diligent than before.

In the evening, the bronze bell in front of the church jingled.The villagers put down their work and gathered in this small church, looking up at him respectfully.

The priest stood before the altar with his head bowed.His slender figure was hidden in the solemn black robe, only a small part of his wrist was exposed.As in the past, he held up the white candle in his hand and led the crowd to pray.

"My Almighty Lord, please bless your subjects who respect and love you..."

The prayers were long and boring. Fortunately, Du Yunting was born with a strong memory, so it didn't take much effort.After reading, he immersed the burning candle of Juche in the cold holy water, and whispered: "Amen."

The villagers in the audience followed him and said, "Amen."

Many people raised their heads quietly, taking advantage of this moment to look at the face of the little priest on the stage.

The priest took out the candle and washed his hands with water from the holy basin.

This symbolizes the end of a day's work.The villagers stood up and filed out.A girl who was still attached to the priest's face and was unwilling to leave stood at the door, turning her head to look at Du Yunting reluctantly one after another.Their fluffy curly hair half covered their rosy cheeks, and their long cloth skirts looked like curling flowers when they were rolled up.

It's just that the little priest on the stage was still staring at the holy water, without even looking at them.

The girl was greatly disappointed by this, but she dared not talk to the priest.They dragged me and dragged you. After all, they walked away from the church. They walked a little farther, and they could still hear their conversation.

"Father Tris is charming..."

"If his green eyes are willing to lift up and look at me alone, I don't think I will have any regrets even if I die."

This sentence caused the girls from other families to giggle.Someone said: "It's a pity that Father Triss is destined to dedicate his life to the Almighty Lord. Mary, I'm afraid you can only let him watch you if he prays for you when you die."

"Don't say that," Mary stroked her braided long curly hair, which now hangs down on her shoulders, looking gentle and charming. She is undoubtedly the most beautiful girl in this group, and she is also an alpha. He has more advantages than most people in the village, "Even a person whose soul is dedicated to the Lord should appreciate the love in the world—if I seriously propose it, I think Father Triss will not object, right?"

The young and middle-aged people in the village came over at this moment, and laughed when they heard this sentence, "Mary, you are not as beautiful as Father Tris himself."

It made Mary's face turn red all of a sudden, and she grabbed a red rose that bloomed right beside her and threw it at him.The girls laughed softly, lifted their skirts carefully, and stepped across a small piece of muddy land.

Du Yun stayed in the church, staring at the basin of holy water.

When 7777 thought he saw something wrong, he suddenly saw the host stretch out his hand, touched his face, and murmured: [28, I'm so pretty. 】

7777: […]

After watching the relationship for a long time, are you just watching this?

Du Yunting still stared at the shadow reflected on the water, admiring the eyes.After a while, he suddenly took a step and ran towards the priest's own room. Before 7777 had time to ask, Du Yunting reached out to his chest and tore off his dark robe.

The system was quite frightened, [What are you doing? 】

[It's so pretty, why do you always wear this? ] Du Counsou obviously couldn't understand, 【It's too monotonous. 】

7777: […]

Who cares if you are monotonous or not, 【You are a priest! 】

If you don't dress like this, I'm afraid you will think that you have been possessed by a demon, and you can be set on fire with a torch when you go out!

Du Yunting frowned in distress for a while, and discussed with it: 【Then I should make the neckline bigger? 】

The system thought to itself, why don't you just take off and forget it, 【No. 】

Du Yunting looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, sitting on the edge of the bed and wilting.After a while, he suddenly seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up again, 【That's it. 】

The system suddenly had a bad feeling.

【That's fine too," he tugged at his clothes and murmured in a low voice, 【—abstinence. 】

Moreover, his world is still fragrant.

With this scent, it doesn't matter if you don't stretch your collar.How do you say that?The true sexiness is never about wearing less clothes, but about the charm that cannot be concealed even though it is concealed.

Du Yun stopped to ask the system: [Do you think I have that charm? 】

【…】

7777 is so afraid, the host will not make himself the first priest in the history of missions to capsize?

Du Yun stopped to let go, and suddenly heard the door of the confession room outside.

Someone walked in, and then, a low male voice came over, "Father Tris... I have sins, and I want to confess to you."

Du Yun paused, and said in his heart, here we come.

Slag attack is on the stage.

The person who came was a young man from the village named Eric.An alpha through and through, quite tall.In terms of face, he looks good, at least he is very popular in this village. The abilities of alphas are classified according to their strength, and by this standard, Eric is a top-notch alpha.

It's just that there are very few omegas in this parish, more of them are just ordinary betas.Eric has a high vision, and he doesn't like any of these ordinary people, and he has been dragging on without a favorite.

Until he saw Father Tris.

This little priest is simply a gift from God, his breath is as beautiful as his face, and once he puts on that tight black robe, it is like a barrier, forcibly blocking people's coveted eyes.Eric didn't have to think about it, but he knew how delicious it would be under the robe.

Eric had made up his mind the first day Father Tris came to the village.

He came to the confessional almost every day after that.

"Father Tris," he said in a low voice, trembling in his chest, "I have something to confess to you."

"Yesterday, I had some inappropriate thoughts..."

Eric's confessions are often trivial matters.But as far as the little priest is concerned, he has a responsibility, and he cannot shut out any soul who yearns for the Lord. Therefore, even if he feels a little weird in his heart, he still receives and enlightens him every day.

"The Lord will forgive you for a momentary mistake."

"Really?" Eric murmured, and then, as if lost, he said many other things.He said that the only female Omega in the village showed his heart to him, but he didn't care about her, so that he hurt a pious and caring soul, "Father, did I make a mistake?"

Father Tris said gently and firmly: "This is not a mistake. The Lord said that only the mind cannot be manipulated by people. Please don't blame yourself too much."

Eric was silent for a while, then suddenly asked a question, "Father, do you have someone in mind?"

"I?"

This question made the black-robed priest startled.He sat on the chair and squeezed the cross in his hand.

"You have asked a presumptuous question," he whispered. "Because I am a priest, I will dedicate my soul and body to my Lord—I should devote my life to my Lord."

His words were too firm, and Eric realized that the little priest would never fall into his trap just like this, so he had to return in a huff.

Yet he never gave up.Before long, Eric had a new idea.

If the little priest is not willing, he will have a way.

——After all, in the final analysis, no matter how holy Father Tris is, he is also an omega.

The cathedral will send people once a week to bring fresh food, holy water, and special potions for Father Tris to the little priest.Those potions can keep the priest clear and not be troubled by the gender of the omega, almost equivalent to inhibitors.

Eric waited a long time and finally waited for a gap.When the little priest sent people out of the church, he quickly turned into the church through the window and replaced the original medicine in the medicine bottle.

He threw away the suppressant and traded in some hard-fought aphrodisiacs.

After that, Eric lied that he was not feeling well and asked the priest to visit him for him.

Father Tris didn't know it at all, and came as promised after drinking the potion.The alpha with ulterior motives dismissed the others, and insisted on using this method to mark the priest who was delirious due to drinking the medicine.

After waking up, under Eric's eloquent narration, the little priest thought he was possessed by a demon.He even felt guilty for involving Eric. The cathedral raised him so well that he was as clean as a blank sheet of paper. Except for the soul that looked up at the Lord and was not mixed with any lust, He has nothing.

The priest went to the church alone and knelt for several days and nights, feeling deeply ashamed that he was weak in mind and possessed by the devil.He would not hide it, so he told the matter to the archbishop who raised him. The archbishop was very frightened and sent someone to investigate immediately.

Eric didn't realize it was bad until then.The power of the Holy See is too great, if he is honest, he will be immediately put on the fire and roasted.

He couldn't tell the truth, so he chose to let the priest bear it alone.He made this incident public, and described the priest who came to treat him with good intentions that day as a slut who was possessed by a demon, took off his clothes and swayed to seduce him.

The more holy it is, the more imaginative it will be when it is stained with this color.There were already many people in the village who harbored fantasies about the priest, and they spread it to ten, and soon, even the parish next door knew about it.

"That Father Tris..."

"Father Tris was actually possessed by a demon?"

"He was actively begging someone to mark him..."

Father Tris was brought up in the cathedral.He was picked up by the archbishop and regarded the reputation of the church as his own life.Under the day-to-day rumors, he was deeply guilty of discrediting the church, and he no longer dared to face the statue he enshrined day and night, and he was ashamed to face the bishop who raised him, so he finally chose to cleanse himself and put The black robe he had replaced was neatly folded aside, and he ended his unclean soul with a rope.

After Du Yunting watched the world line for the first time, he wished he could walk into the world line and shake the protagonist awake.

What a devil!Open your eyes and see, you are obviously being cheated, brother!

However, he also knew that priests tended to put more importance on honor than anything else.What's more, Father Tris is even more special. His loyalty to the Lord made him unable to tolerate his own filth.

But now that it's him, Du Yunting doesn't have the heart to play this kind of drugging game with Slag Gong.He is not that pure and ignorant priest, the waves in his heart may be higher than Zha Gong's whole person.

Zha Gong was still sitting outside, talking about his confession sentence by sentence.Du Yunting heard his regrets, it was really boring, they were all trivial things, in fact, it was not worth spending time to listen to them.But at this moment, he still maintained patience on his face, and said softly like the original owner: "The Lord will forgive you."

Eric couldn't care less about the Lord's forgiveness, he only thought about the priest sitting behind him.He vaguely caught a glimpse of a dark black from the crack of the door, probably the corner of the priest's robe, just thinking about it, it was like a cat's paw these days, it scratched his heart hard, it hurt and itched.

His voice became hoarse, and he threw out the question from the original world line again, saying, "Father Tris, do you have someone you love?"

In the original world line, the original owner answered him seriously.This time, Du Yunting didn't intend to come like this, "To tell you the truth, I already have one."

Eric was taken aback for a moment.Then, his blue eyes burning with anger, he clasped his hands tightly and asked, "Who is it?"

The priest on the other side of the door was silent for a moment without answering.

Eric became even more angry, almost gritted his teeth, and asked again, "... who is it?"

"Why are you so inquisitive?" After a while, he finally heard the priest answer, "You are here to confess, aren't you? You shouldn't be here to ask me questions. You don't respect the Lord enough."

Eric thought, what reverence does he want!The so-called lord will never take pity on the low-level people like them.He didn't have the time to think about the Lord, he just wanted to know where the priest's sweetheart came from.

In this village, who else is taller, has more developed chest muscles, and has a stronger alpha scent than him?

The priest inside did not answer.Eric couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately stood up and walked towards the outside of the church.He couldn't wait to find out who actually stole the prey he coveted from under his nose.

After he left, Du Yun stopped and said: 【It's finally quiet. 】

It's not easy to be a priest, and you can't throw him out in the face of such a person, and it's really difficult to coax him away with a good voice.

7777: [How can you say that you already have a sweetheart? 】

[Why can't you say it? 】Du Guisou was surprised, 【I do have it. 】

He snapped his fingers, 【I love Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu loves me. 】

7777: [...Aren't you afraid that he will speak out? 】

Du Yunting shrugged, 【I didn't say who my sweetheart is.If he really dares to say it, I will say, my sweetheart is the Almighty Lord. My heart, my body, and my soul are all willing to dedicate to the Almighty Lord—this will be done soon? 】

Otherwise, if you don't find him something to do, wouldn't he have to come tomorrow?

7777 was convinced, Du Yunting's coquettish operations were wave after wave.

Moreover, 【Don't talk about love. 】

Counseling: [... What? 】

[An accident happens when you say this word,] the system said, [The first time and the second time are both——are you afraid of cursing Mr. Gu? 】

As soon as Du Yunting heard that Mr. Gu was cursed, he immediately became anxious, and slapped the ground several times, reflecting: 【I didn't say it, I shouldn't have said it.Almighty Lord, just pretend you didn’t hear anything...]

He ran over, fetched a basin of warm water diligently, and wrung out a cloth to wipe the statue.The statue is very tall, but the facial features are not clearly carved. Du Yun stopped on tiptoe and tried his best to wipe the ears of the statue.Respectfully, he wiped every corner from the neck down to make it shiny, and said in a low voice while wiping: "Lord, if you are here, let me take back what I just said. Mr. Gu must be safe and sound." , stay healthy and live a long life..."

He paused for a while, then suddenly muttered softly, "I'm still waiting for him to hug me."

Du Yun stopped thinking about Mr. Gu.

The last world was too hasty, and he didn't have time to talk too much with Mr. Gu.

He still has a lot to say.He thought, the world should still have time.

Du Yunting was full of anticipation, and wiped the statue vigorously. Seeing that it was almost done, he changed the basin of water and continued. 7777 glanced at the wet statue, turned over the original world line, and thought suspiciously, does this statue still need to be wiped?

...Why does it seem that it has never been wiped by the original owner?

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