Counseling [Quick Transmigration]

It said suspiciously: [Can you come this way? 】

【why not? 】The little priest wiped the drops of water that splashed on the eyelashes, 【I wiped the idol clean, shouldn't it be a good thing? 】

7777 stared at the wet statue, hesitating to speak.

Can--

But the god statue is basically equivalent to the clone of the god in the world. If you come like this, isn't it equivalent to giving the god a forcible bath? ?

It vaguely feels that doing so is a bit wrong.But Du Yunting was unexpectedly diligent at the moment, and couldn't wait for it to understand this strange feeling, humming a song and rubbing the statue up and down again. The thought at the beginning of 7777 was completely driven away by the host's singing. Du Yunting lifted up his holy robe at this moment, and was singing: "I love to take a bath to be healthy, oh oh oh, my body is full of bubbles... ..."

7777: […]

Fortunately, no one here speaks Chinese, otherwise hearing the priest sing this kind of song would scare people to death.

It said: [you change. 】

I really can't listen.

Du Yun stopped laughing, [Change?become. 】

He was surprisingly easy to talk to. 7777 was surprised when he heard the host really change the song.

Du Tongsu cleared his throat and began to sing: "Beat the drums fast and play the gongs slowly, stop the gongs and listen to the singing. All kinds of gossip also sing, I have sung Shibamo—"

7777 almost spit out a mouthful of water.

What are you singing?

Du Yun stopped being interested, and while standing up straight and touching the shoulder of the god statue, he sang slowly: "Stretch your hand and touch my sister's shoulder..."

He smiled and sang a few words, then touched the mouth of the god.The slender white hand touched the tightly pursed lips of the idol, shaking his head.

"Put your hand out and touch Miss's mouth..."

7777 is about to kneel down to him, but there is still such a thing for fun?

【Don't come! 】It hurriedly shouted to stop,【Can't do this——you put it away! 】

But Du Yun stopped the waves, it was the same as the Yellow River—if you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns, and can’t be taken back.At this moment, its host could hardly hear it speak, so it sang a whole set of lyrics Le Dian Dian, and finally stretched out its hand, meaningfully patting the god's ass.

"Very full."

7777 almost screamed.It roared: [I don't know if this idol will respond! 】

If you touch and sing like this, aren't you afraid that you will pollute the Almighty Lord and throw you into hell for stewing?

[Stop joking hahaha,] Du Yun stopped laughing, [Where is there any god in the world, do you believe that?Are you not a socialist successor? 】

The system took a deep breath and said in despair: [That is reality, but this is the mission world...]

Du Yun stopped laughing and hadn't recovered yet, 【Will the mission world have a god? 】

7777 said: [Yes. 】

Counseling: […]

The cowardly laughter stopped abruptly, and slowly withdrew the hand behind the statue.

real or fake?He thought that the so-called masters were fabricated by the people of this world to coax the people.

[Don't scare me. 】

7777 covered his eyes, all thoughts were lost, 【I think you are scaring me...】

Du Yun stopped to swallow his saliva, and said comfortingly: [It's okay, definitely nothing.You see, just now I finished singing my song, and he immediately descended into the world without getting angry and threw me into the frying pan. 】

The system was strangely comforted.

Just rushing to Du Yunting for the insulting act just now is enough to make dozens of times of frying.But he is still alive right now, does it mean that the Lord of this world has never seen it?

Du Yunting picked up the cloth again, this time he didn't dare to come casually, so he dipped in the holy water and wiped a few handfuls on the statue, "I'll wipe it for you..."

The system simply didn't see it.

If I had known this, why bother.

Du Yunting couldn't sleep peacefully that night, for fear that the Lord would really come to the door in the dead of night and settle the score with him for that little song.

But he didn't dream about anything in the middle of the night, but Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu's clothes were changed, and they were very similar to those carved out of the statue. Wrapped in a dark black robe, he looked more calm and serious.

He held a heavy staff in his hand, and the huge gemstone on the top of the staff was dazzling.However, the light of the jewel could not cover the light on the man's body. He seemed to be shrouded in the dazzling sunlight, so Du Yunting couldn't even look him in the eyes.

The man sat upright on the temple, looking at the followers of His Highness.

He knocked the magic staff in his hand heavily to the ground, his voice full of anger.This anger was like howling wind and thunder, making the temple tremble, the ground trembled, and all things bowed their heads and surrendered.

"you--"

The Almighty God only had time to say a word, but His Highness Du Yunting suddenly reacted.He stared blankly at the man on the throne for a while, then pursed his mouth and frowned, as if he felt wronged instantly.

He ran forward recklessly, rushed to the side of the god seat, and buried his head on the man's knee.He hugged the man's arm, rubbing his cheek against his head, and he didn't know where so many tears came from, suddenly rushing out of his eyes, one after another fell down.

The sweet fragrance belonging to omega spread over the surface, instantly weaving into an impenetrable net, enveloping the man densely.The man seemed to be bewildered and wanted to get angry, staring at his green eyes like two emeralds soaked in holy water, but he couldn't express even a single trace of his anger.

God finally turned the little believer's face to the side, firmly grasped his chin with his hand, and looked down at this face from a height.

"What are you crying for?"

Du Yunting actually couldn't tell why he was crying.

He is not a person who likes to cry. No matter how wronged he was when he was young, he would not shed half a tear in front of others. 7777 once said that he was heartless, leaving a mission world, and didn't even need time to buffer.

Du Yunting also felt that he was heartless.He couldn't explain to the small system that it was not a good thing to have free time at those times.

That means that he has plenty of free time to think about Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu can't think about it.Once I think about it, it seems that after that, everything is Mr. Gu.

"Second brother..."

Du Yunting yelled softly, buried his face in his arm and kept rubbing it.After rubbing, he smiled softly.

"Second brother, I actually dreamed of you."

"It's great..." he murmured, "I can still see you in my dreams."

He thought that there would never be another chance.

The man on the throne looked at his face with a frown.Something warm brushed against his face, and when Du Yun stopped to touch it again, half of the teardrops that fell from his eyes as if the thread had been broken just now were gone.

He dazedly touched a small piece of skin under his eyes, his expression was still a little dazed, his pale golden hair was a little messed up by the flutter just now, and now the hair tie was loose, and it was scattered all over his body.Looking from top to bottom, it looks like an undulating golden waterfall.

Du Yun sat there, a little aggrieved.

Why didn't Mr. Gu hug him?

— In his dream, shouldn't he listen to him?

He stretched out his arms and said softly, "Second brother, I want you to hug me."

God seemed to be frozen, motionless, and after a long while, with a tense face, he forced two words out of his mouth, "Nonsense!"

This was not the answer Du Yunting wanted.The little believer wrinkled his face, full of displeasure.

How is it nonsense?

Isn't it only natural for Mr. Gu to hug him?

In the dream, Du Yunting was more coquettish than usual, and stretched out his hand again, relentlessly hooking the man's neck, feeling aggrieved, "Second brother..."

Looking at him with such a pair of green eyes, the heart made of iron can melt into a puddle of water.

God does not remember that He ever made such a child.There was no doubt, however, that the child was not repulsive.

After waiting with open arms for a long time, Du Yunting finally waited for a hug contentedly.The man's strong arms wrapped around his shoulders and patted him slightly on the back, not as close and gentle as before.

Du Yunting didn't care, a hug was enough.He leaned into the man's arms and asked, "Second brother hug me to sleep."

The man's brows seemed to be furrowed even tighter, and finally he was half embraced. Du Yun lay in his arms, and he could smell a strange fragrance in his nose.

The fragrance seemed to be a fire, inexplicably burning him up a bit.Sweat dripped from Du Yunting's forehead, and he tore off the holy robe a little. The skin that had never seen the sun was covered with a thin layer of pink, and there was something struggling to escape.

He tilted his head and fell back into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, 7777 worriedly called out the host.

You won't be killed at night, will you?

It's a pity that its host, the seaside, is alive and well, even more energetic.Du Yunting said: [little six, I dreamed about Mr. Gu. 】

7777 saw his face overflowing with love, and he already had a guess in his heart. Hearing this sentence, he was not surprised at all, 【Yeah. 】

Du Yunting sighed: [Mr. Gu with golden eyes is also very good-looking. 】

7777 wondered, golden eyes?

It vaguely felt that something was wrong, but it didn't dare to ask.It was really frightened by Du Yunding's Langzheng, afraid that this would be some kind of weird fun play, so after careful consideration, it chose to keep silent.

After breakfast, the person who brought food and medicine to the priest arrived at the door.He didn't go in as usual, but just put the heavy basket on the steps in front of the door, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door of the church.

When Du Yun stopped to look, he was already far away.He caught a glimpse of a letter in the basket sealed with the cathedral fire, picked it up, went back to the church, and opened it with the thin letter opener.

The letter came from the archbishop who raised him.

"My dear child," the archbishop wrote in the letter, "I wish you good health. The blessings you pass on behalf of the Lord will benefit all peoples and will be your merit.

However, I still have a few words to tell you: There are demons who are good at deceiving people hidden in the village. May you not be tempted by it and seal it underground again.Demons are dangerous, so be careful.

If in doubt, look up at the statues in the church—the Lord will give you the guidance you need. "

On the last line of the letter, the archbishop's name was signed in cursive script.After Du Yunting read the letter, he stuffed the letter into the book and held it tightly.

"demon……"

Du Yun's heart skipped a beat.

If the word "devil" has no other meaning, it means that there are really gods and demons in this world.

He suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Then he made the god statue yesterday...

Du Yunting took the letter and said dryly: [Little six, what do you think? 】

7777 sneered at him.

Du Yun was silent for a while, and then said: [Why don't we cast demons? 】

Otherwise, it seems to be the rhythm of being beaten to death by God...

Du Yunting made up his mind to make up for his mistakes.

As the adopted son of the archbishop, Tris, the original owner, naturally did not come to such a remote village for no reason.

It's just that the second prince of the royal family was fascinated by him, even if he was fine, he would go to the cathedral three times a day.Even though the Holy See was so powerful, the second prince couldn't help coming day by day. Slowly, the archbishop's heart to send his adopted son out for a period of time became hot.

It just so happened that there was another demon in this village, and the child that the archbishop trusted most was the child raised by him.He firmly believed that Tris was determined and would not be affected by demons, so he sent him here far away and entrusted him with the task of eliminating demons.

In the original world line, before Father Tris could complete this task in the future, he was ashamed and committed suicide because he accidentally lost his body to Eric.Now, it was Du Yunting who came here. He was silent for a while, then stood up and decided to take a walk in the village.

The life of a priest is usually extremely simple.They almost never take a step out of the church unless it is necessary for mass and prayer.When he walked slowly along the gravel path in front of the church, he passed through the dense fir forest and found the village in the parish.The village is bustling at the moment. The peasant women squeezed the cows in the cow pen to milk the cows. The men filled the wine jugs they carried with them, picked up their spears, and walked up the mountain talking and laughing loudly.The only female omega in the village was sitting on a rock under a tree, surrounded by several betas and alphas.They all looked at her, and laughed and laughed with her.

I don't know who was the first to see the figure coming from a distance.

"Almighty Lord...is that Father Tris?"

As a result, more people turned their necks to look this way.

"Father! It's the priest!"

"Why did Father Tris come to the village today? Is anyone in the village sick?"

"Father..."

Du Yunting walked slowly along the path full of flowers, and suddenly realized that there was someone more in front of him.A female alpha stood in front of him, bent over, then raised her head and smiled at him.

"Father Tris, why are you here today?"

When she said this, she took a deep breath calmly.The smell of the priest surrounded her, like grass leaves drying in the warm sun, with a faint fragrance, not as sweet and greasy as the usual omega.

But this taste is more attractive than those sweet aromas.She glanced at the priest's slender neck, the snow-white neck was hidden in the black robe that stood up tightly, only a small piece was exposed.That small piece already made the female alpha's eyes shine, and she took another step closer to him.

Father Tris didn't seem to notice.He smiled slightly and said, "I've been to the church for so long, and I've never made a good trip to the village."

The female alpha immediately stretched out her hand courteously, "If I have the honor."

The priest didn't refuse her, but he didn't put his finger on her palm under her expectant gaze.

"Please lead the way."

The female alpha was vaguely disappointed, but she didn't expect much.Priests often dedicate their bodies and souls to the Lord. They will keep a distance from ordinary people, and will never have any physical contact unless necessary.

Since those hands were born, it seemed that they had only touched clear holy water, so they were free from dirt, clean and slender.They were now gathered under the sleeves, pinching a shiny cross with worn edges.

"..."

The female alpha's mouth was parched, and she almost wished she could be the cross that was held and rubbed by the priest day and night.With a low voice, she guided the young man towards the path, "Father, please come this way."

She accompanied Du Yunding around the village.

The village is actually not big, but the houses are scattered, and it takes a while to walk.Some of the ground was still muddy, so the female alpha took off her coat and respectfully asked Du Yun to step on it.

"Don't stain your shoes."

Du Yunting: "..."

He stepped on it as he said, and when he looked back inadvertently, the female alpha who led the way for him folded the coat neatly again, put it in the crook of his arm, and took a deep breath on it.

Du Yunting looked away as if nothing had happened, but he was really shocked in his heart.

... scumbag.

This behavior seems a bit crazy.

He felt like a piece of fat meat, now falling among the wolves.

There are people watching him everywhere.Those who turned the thatch on the roof, those who worked in the fields with their backs bowed, and those who came out of the room with a basket of bread... They would all stare at him subconsciously, and their eyes followed his steps, as if they were holding a basket of bread. A flower can swing out from under the pitch-black holy robe.

An omega who was already married brought him warm water, "Please moisten your throat."

Du Yun took a few sips before raising his head to look at him.This omega is a male, but right now his stomach is sticking out high, which looks somewhat weird.The villagers didn't realize it, as if they were used to it.

"The baby is due in two months," the male omega rubbed his belly with a smile on his face, "I want to ask the priest to bless the baby in my belly..."

Du Yunting agreed and read a few prayers for him.The male omega was overjoyed and thanked him one after another.

Taking advantage of this gap, Du Yunting seemed to ask casually, "Is there anything strange in the village?"

"Strange thing?" The female alpha was always standing in front of him, holding the knife on her waist with one hand, like a loyal knight, "What are you referring to? - I think there is nothing unusual in this village. "

Du Yun stopped thinking of the devil, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stopped talking.

He still doesn't know if the so-called demons are hiding under the skin of the group of people in front of him.

He walked in the village for most of the day, it seemed to be just an ordinary village, nothing special about it.On the contrary, Eric saw someone leading the little priest around the village from a distance, and his heart burst into flames.

Eric hasn't slept a night since he got back from church yesterday.

The words the priest said seemed to be like a devil, and they kept ringing in his ears, repeating them back and forth.

The priest said he has someone he loves.

—Who would it be?

How can a priest have someone he loves?

Eric was possessed by a jealous devil, and he just wanted to go to the priest the next day to find out.Who would have thought that instead of seeing the priest in the church, he saw him in the village.

The priest, who never walked out of the church door without incident, was walking in the village accompanied by others.The two bowed their heads and said a few words, and their attitudes were very friendly, and Eric's eyes were burning with jealousy.

He didn't dare to bring this matter up in front of the priest, so he had to endure it first.After Father Tris returned to the church, the female alpha stood under the tree, still tightly clutching the blouse that the priest had stepped on. It seemed that it was still stained with the fragrance left by omega.

Before she could recollect it, someone grabbed the object in her hand.

"Who?"

She turned sullenly and met Eric's blue eyes that were full of anger.

"Elizabeth," he said solemnly, "what are you doing?"

"What else can I do?" The female alpha called Elizabeth felt ridiculous, "I will send the priest back. What's wrong? Can't it?"

Of course not!Eric wanted to say this, but couldn't really say it.Since the first day he met Father Tris, he had thought about it day and night, and in his heart, the priest almost belonged to him alone, and he should be marked by him as a matter of course.

he! ——Which male alpha in the village will be stronger than him?

But he just forgot that there is not only a male alpha in the village, but also a female alpha.

Eric sullenly stared at the person in front of him.Elizabeth was tall and strong, and because she was a woman, her waist was also slender than his. Her whole body exuded a well-proportioned beauty, like a vibrant fir tree.The more he looked, the more he frowned, and said, "Could it be you?"

Elizabeth didn't understand what he meant, and snatched the blouse back from his hands, "The devil knows what you're talking about."

The youth ignored her.Elizabeth watched as the male alpha's boots rubbed against the ground, and there was a cold light in his eyes that made her suddenly tremble with fear.

"Stay away from him," the young man said in a low voice, stomping down on a stalk of grass under his feet, "—don't block my way."

"..."

Elizabeth was stunned, as if she had been entangled by a cold, wet and sticky poisonous snake, and suddenly shivered.She trembled slightly, but because she was an alpha, she still held her chest up, "Eric, why do you say that? What do you think of the priest, don't you allow others to think the same?"

She paused, then sneered, "Who do you think you are?—the Pope?"

The young man squinted his eyes, his pupils shrunk, and stared at her firmly.

"I'm not the Pope," he said in a low voice, "but if you let me know that there is still something today—you don't want to know the consequences."

He dropped the threatening words, turned around and left.Elizabeth stood in a daze behind, and the more she thought about it, the more ridiculous she found it.

"Ha! What are the consequences? He really thinks of himself as the Pope!"

She rubbed her arms, and for some reason, she felt a little scared.

... This person, could it be that he was really possessed by a devil?

The author has something to say: Xiao Gong: (being touched and teased again)...

Well, this mortal managed to get my attention.