Counseling [Quick Transmigration]

After the god came back, he went to the cloud bed as a matter of course.

The little believer is no longer in estrus, so his mind is clear, and he hugs his knees and sinks in the thick clouds.His lips were no longer as perpetually erosive as before, but more and more ruddy, and God saw it, and felt a little pity.

The little believer also heard the movement, and raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were green.

The omega's reliance on the alpha that marks itself cannot be concealed at all. The priest moved his body and moved towards the position of God unconsciously.

He seemed to have noticed something suddenly, moved his body back again, put on the holy robe on his body, and whispered: "Father God..."

Countless of his disciples would call this title, but when it was spat out from those two red lips that were kissed, it had a more frightening taste.God hummed lightly, and corrected: "It's called the second brother."

The little priest looked away, his thick eyelashes drooped, and whispered: "I...I dare not call you that."

7777: […]

Isn't this pure nonsense? How long have you been calling this name!The screen blocked the sound before, but it didn't block the sound. It heard the shouting brother, so why pretend to be a pure and innocent little white flower at this time?

God is not lame!

But men obviously eat this set, even the Lord of Everything is no exception.The timidly curled up lamb is still wrapped in the white gauze that was sacrificed that day. The white gauze has been placed under them for too long, and it is already wrinkled, with wet marks on it, and the two people are full of pheromone , so rich that it was almost overflowing, it was being held tightly by a corner by the little priest, and it was roughly draped over his body.He seemed to want to cover up something, but the white gauze was so clear that it couldn't cover the spots of color on his flesh at all.

Pure and holy beauty stained with lust.

God's pale golden eyes stared.He could easily erase them all, but unexpectedly he didn't want to erase them.He leaned down and stroked the marks on the back of the little believer's neck with his fingers.

The imprint is still there, very deep.This cheered God up.

"Why don't you dare?" He said lightly, "You called me that before."

Du Yunting had a clue in his mind, the one he dug out from the grave that day should be the same as the one in front of him.

He still hangs his head.

"At that time in the world, I didn't know that you were God the Father."

"Now do you know?"

God said, stroking the back of his neck, as if he was touching a rabbit with snow-white fur and a pair of long ears picked up by him, "Don't you dare?"

The little believer didn't answer, but his eyelashes trembled slightly, then he suddenly raised his head and looked at him.God saw undisguised admiration and love in his eyes, and the combination of these two lights made the person in front of him more dazzling than any other person.

"Do you allow it?"

God paused, and suddenly looked away.

"I give you such power," he said, as if he was very unaccustomed to speaking to people like this, "you can call it that."

God's words are more useful than all laws in the world.When he uttered this sentence, the tiny pale golden light spots also floated in mid-air, and then sank down again.God touched the imprint of the little believer, and slowly leaned down, wanting to re-taste his unique offering.

The golden braid of his sacrificial offering had already been loosened, and the hair flowed down his shoulders, draped softly.Lilith's magical power seemed to have a sudden effect here, and she suddenly dyed everything in front of her with a seductive brilliance—it seemed that even the wind, even the clouds, were clustered on the flames in her heart.

God had never been so happy.He didn't even care whether he became a devil's believer or not. If the little believer became the person sitting on the throne of lust, he thought, he might also bow his head under the throne.He hooked the little believer's chin, and leaned forward to touch his lips.

The little believer under the clinker suddenly whispered: "In this case, please allow me to go back."

God froze suddenly and stared at him steadfastly.

what?

"Father God, please allow me to go back," the little believer said again, with a rather firm expression, "I——want to return to the human world."

"..."

God looked at him.

"Why?"

"The task entrusted to me by Father God has not been completed," the little priest said in a low voice, "I have not yet spread your blessings across the earth..."

God once again noticed the child's stubbornness.He frowned, "You need to stay and serve me."

"As your child, naturally I should stay and serve you," the young man in front of me said respectfully, "but please understand, Father God, as your child one day, I am a priest - I have my own mission, Please forgive me."

He bent his knees, bowed solemnly, and prostrated three times.

This time, even 7777 couldn't read it.

What the hell is going on here?

This doesn't seem like Du's cowardice. How can Mr. Gu not want the opportunity to be together every day from morning to night, and has changed his sex?

Shenmeifeng frowned even tighter, and his lips were pressed into a straight line.He stared fixedly at the little priest for a long time, and suddenly seemed to be angry, and suddenly waved his sleeves.

"Then go," he said grimly, "and go back to your church."

The little priest kowtowed three more times, and he was about to get out of the cloud bed after putting on the white gauze.God's face was cloudy and uncertain, and finally he was still a little far away from him. The black holy robe rose from his ankles, and immediately wrapped the standing believers tightly.None of the brightly colored flesh was exposed from the holy black robe.

"Let's go!"

God said in a cold voice.

The little believer actually saluted him and walked forward without looking back.There is a magic circle leading to the human world in the temple, the god stared at the circle, and wanted to revoke the circle for a while.So that the little believer can't leave, and can't leave. If the chain is still there, he will be tied to this bed, so that he can't move.

It's already my own sacrifice, how can I leave?

However, he is a god after all, so he didn't move at all, he just watched coldly as the little priest stepped into the magic circle.The figure was covered in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one in front of him.

"..."

God lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The hand was pale and slender, with distinct joints.He closed his eyes, and suddenly withdrew the divine power from his hands.

The little believer is not here, so there is no need to keep this bit of divine power for heating.

When Du Yun landed in the cathedral, mass was still being held in the cathedral.The Pope presided over it personally, leading the believers to chant under the rose window:

"Let us praise the protector of heaven, the power of the Lord and his providence,

Praise the work of this glorious Father, for

All miracles are performed by the living ruler.

The Divine Maker is first for the offspring of man

Created a sky to cover overhead; then

The protector of mankind, the Almighty,

Created all things in the world, and built

This land is for humans to live in—”

The dots of candlelight were lit, and suddenly a little white holy light lit up on the altar.The believers stared wide-eyed and looked towards the altar in amazement, thinking that this was a great miracle.

That bit of soft light slowly spread out, gradually outlining a slender and well-proportioned human figure, with spotless holy robes, familiar blond hair, and blue eyes looking over...with just one glance, a believer recognized him, Exclaimed: "Father Tris?"

A bigger commotion erupted immediately.

"Father Tris, it's Father Tris!"

"How did Father Tris fall from the sky?"

Countless people in the crowd stood on tiptoe, eager to see the face of the priest who descended under the holy light.When they saw it, their faces were flushed, and they sighed with satisfaction. Those who had seen it before, who had never seen it before, all admired the priest's rare beauty.

It was as if a pair of eyes had been kissed by the Lord himself.

A farmer shouted loudly: "It fell from the sky, maybe Father Tris brought the Lord's oracle?"

This sound reminded the believers.They bowed down one after another, waiting for the priest to deliver the divine decree to them.The Pope also personally stepped forward to help his adopted son, and said in a satisfied tone, "My child."

"He doesn't need any oral instructions," he declared to the believers, raising his adopted son's hand high, "Father Tris, he himself is the true favorite of God!"

In fact, there is no need for him to announce.The Holy See has lasted for millions of years, and no priest has ever been so honored to be sent down from heaven by the Holy Light—this is simply the supreme grace.

God's darling Tris, this name quickly spread among the people.The pope patted his adopted son on the shoulder, telling him to rest in the church.

He didn't ask why the adopted son was sent back, but only said: "Would you resent being the father?"

Du Yun stopped and said, what do I hate you for?If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to play such an exciting game.He lowered his eyes and replied politely: "It is my honor to dedicate myself to God the Father."

"It's good if you can think so." The Pope was pleased, "Tris, you have a special status and you are an omega, which is a good thing for you-as long as God once favored you, your life is guaranteed .If my old bones are gone one year, you don’t need the protection of the Holy See, and you can rely on this to protect yourself.”

Du Yunting understood what he meant.

The Pope is naturally thinking of the Holy See, but it's not that he doesn't care about his son at all.Although there is medicine to support it now, if the medicine is drunk too much, it will completely lose its effect one day. At that time, with Father Tris's beauty, if the Pope dies again, who else can stop the second prince?

Sacrifice to God is a shortcut.Even if he fell out of favor later, no one would dare to touch God's former favorite.

The pope didn't expect Du Yunting to stay in the temple for long.It is already an unexpected joy for a mortal to be taken by the Lord to spend the estrus period, how could he ask for more.He ordered people to fetch water for his adopted son, and told the little priest to go to bed early.

Du Yunting agreed one by one, and sent him out.

The Pope stopped him.

"Tris—now, your status is higher than mine."

He refused to let his adopted son see him off, and insisted on walking out by himself.Du Yunting lay down on the bed, couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub his waist, just after the estrus period, he still had some back pain.

Now that there is no one around, 7777 finally couldn't help asking the question in his heart: 【What are you doing? 】

Okay, why don't you just leave?

Its host smiled softly as he kneaded his slumped waist like noodles.

[Little Six, have you ever been in love? 】

【No ah. 】

[Of course you don't understand. 】

【…】

7777 feels that he has been attacked by the domination.

Du Yunting turned over and buried his face in it.

【Being together from morning till night is of course important," he muttered, 【but pushing and pulling is also important.Mr. Gu is a god, if he only wants an omega, he can have whatever he wants, not necessarily me. 】

7777 disagrees, [What you said...]

With God's indifferent and inhuman appearance, how could he be obsessed with lust?

Du Yun stopped laughing at it, 【So you don't understand?Mr. Gu only thinks that he wants me, which is of course not enough. 】

【? ? ? 】

【I have to give him some distance," Du Yunting murmured, 【Let him know—he is completely in love with this creation made by himself. 】

Skills are often required in business.Especially this kind of big business has more weight.

Du Yunting was also experienced.Even so, it is not easy to hook up with Mr. Gu in this world.

Because Mr. Gu is a god.He wants God's love, just like he expects man to fall in love with an insignificant ant.

So, don't make it so easy to get yourself.

7777 is half puzzled.

[It's like flying a kite,] Du counseled education, [The kite string has to be pulled for a while, then released for a while, pulled for a while, and released for a while...]

The system thinks that he just hates it.

[You are back, how do you pull the string? 】

Du Yunting acted like he was looking at a fool, 7777 was annoyed by his gaze.

【……what? 】

Du counseled and said: [Wait. 】

He has great confidence in Mr. Gu.

This time, it will not take long.

Du Yunting became his little priest with peace of mind, praying before God every day, helping the poor and spreading blessings.His kindness and gentleness quickly made his reputation even better, and more and more people came here for his fame. They just heard that he was the favorite of the gods, and the nobles who were originally interested in him had to retreat. If you can see it from a distance, no one dares to step forward to play with it.

The folks are full of praise, comparing Father Tris to the Holy Son, and some believers even made his statue and worshiped it at home together.

After learning about this, Father Tris came to visit and advised the believers to put away the statue.

"I'm just fortunate enough to be blessed by God, how can I be compared with the Lord who created all things?" He whispered, his neat blond hair shimmering slightly, "Thank you for your love, but please be sure to keep him stand up."

The believer was flattered and moved by his modesty and prudence, so he hurriedly took the statue and dedicated it to Father Tris.

"I made this with my own hands, please accept it!"

The priest couldn't push it any further, so he tucked it into the sleeve of his wide holy robe.The believer's workmanship is very good. The statue is seven or eight percent similar to him, with the same blond hair hanging down his head, and his body is also wrapped in a black robe that symbolizes holiness. Even the appearance of closing his eyes and praying is carved out of the same mold.The little priest played with it for a long time before going to bed at night, and after finishing his evening prayer, he suddenly laughed softly into the air, "Father God, what you do here is very similar to me?"

He said something as if casually, and placed the figurine on the table.When I woke up the next morning and groped again, the statue was gone.

Du Yunting smiled slightly, his eyes suddenly brightened.

At the same time, the god in the temple repeatedly held the statuette in his palm and fiddled with it.It really resembled a little believer, but he frowned, and suddenly looked aside, looking away.

After a while, he couldn't help turning his eyes back, and picked up the statue again.

"Tris..."

He said the name and pursed his lips.Looking at the temple again, I just feel empty and meaningless.

There is a huge water mirror in the hall, which reflects the scenes of the world.The little priest hurriedly walked on the way to diagnose and treat someone. A few drops of sweat oozed from his forehead, slightly rolled up the wide sleeves of the holy robe, and put his white palm on the wound gnawed by the demon.

He still lives a normal life.

God frowned more and more tightly, staring at the water mirror from morning till night.

Little believers are busy from morning to night.Visiting doctors, listening to people tell about his sins, saying mass and praying for the newborn children of nobles... After returning, he still presides over the prayer before dinner, and reads the scriptures again, until before going to bed, he has a short time for himself .

The little believer was lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, with a thin body.He tossed and turned for a long time, leaving shallow marks on the sheets.

Like can't sleep.

He watched intently, and suddenly saw a pair of white feet protruding from the quilt—the little believer was barefoot, wearing only loose black pajamas at night, and his hair was not tied up, so he just fell to the ground.In late autumn, the carved floor tiles in the church were chilly. When he stepped on them, he curled up his shoulders and shivered slightly.

God looked at the floor tiles.But two seconds later, the ground heated up.

The priest stepped on the ground in surprise, and after noticing the right temperature, he ran straight out of the inner room with small steps.His slender arms quietly opened the door, and like an unobtrusive shadow, he quietly slipped out of the inner room.

This way, it's like meeting someone.

God suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and stared at him closely to see what he was going to do.

Walking through the corridors and bypassing the confessional, the priest finally reached the destination of his nightly journey.There was no one in the large church, which was completely different from the lively scene during the day. Father Tris stood in the middle of the cathedral with loose blond hair, staring at the huge statue for a while.

He sighed softly.Immediately afterwards, he took steps and slowly climbed up the steps.

The holy water was cold, and he concentrated on washing his hands before leaning towards the statue.

He leaned against the legs of the tall idol.

God also feels the temperature.The warm breath clung to him, and the familiar fragrance of pheromone smelled sweeter than before.The little believer hung a pair of bare feet under the steps, hugged his legs with his slender arms, and whispered: "Father God..."

God's heart suddenly tugged.

The priest lowered his eyes.His face was somewhat pale from the cold of the night, as if he wanted to draw warmth from the statue.

God hears whispers from believers.In such a deep night, the voice seemed to come from the devil hiding in his heart.

"I've always thought of you," murmured his one and only child, as if he had made a terrible mistake, "I am so low that I should not expect you to love me all the time. But, my lord, I want Confess to you, I was bewitched by Lilith... I just want to sleep peacefully in your arms every night, and want you to hold me—I, how shameless I am! How can I be worthy of being a child favored by you ?”

God listened in a daze, shocked and amazed.For so many years, the church's rules and regulations have locked his unique child so tightly that when God only wanted to keep the little believer in the temple forever, his child was suffering for the unprecedented restlessness and suffering in his heart. struggled hard for education.God knows what it's like.He had fought like that when deciding to accept the sacrifice from the cathedral.

It wasn't until now that he realized that the little believer was the same as him.

He almost touched the believer beside him with the hand of the statue.

The priest's eyes suddenly brightened.

"So, I have already brought it." He took out a sharp table knife from the inside of his nightgown, "I take myself as your sacrifice, please take me as your letter of war to the devil ——A priest who is no longer holy, please allow me to end myself next to your statue!"

He raised the knife in his hand high.At this moment, the wind in the church suddenly picked up, and all the crimson curtains were blown up.The bright moonlight pouring in from a distance outside the window also loved him especially, and it all focused on him alone.

A hand clasped his wrist firmly.

Father Tris turned back in a daze, and saw a pair of pale golden eyes.The table knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he couldn't believe it.

"... Father God?"

In an instant, the table knife dissipated into tiny specks of light, God didn't even want to see it again.He was also wrapped in a heavy black robe, and placed his followers next to his idol.

"When did I ever allow you to do this?"

The little priest couldn't believe it, and his lips trembled slightly.

"You... have you entered the realm?"

God said, "Come to see you."

Father Triss' thick golden eyelashes drooped down.

"But this is against the doctrine, and you can't become a follower of Lilith—"

The god raised his arm and said calmly, "I am the doctrine."

"you--"

"Call me second brother."

Watched by his eyes, the believer finally gave in, wrapped his arms around the other's neck, and called out in a low voice, second brother.

He was cast down on the holy table by his god.

If it is daytime, countless people will be watching here.But in the bent-over night, only the tall god stared at them without blinking, watching him trembling and sobbing under the god.The cross stood in the darkness, and the gods depicted on the murals briefly showed their faces under the moonlight, but were covered by darkness in an instant.

He heard whispers from the gods.

"I will not be a follower of Lilith."

God covered his blue eyes.

"is yours."

The author has something to say: Mr. Gu: #信太很很了怎么做##常想想他考像他怎么办##That’s in the cathedral to have a good time#

Counseling: ...This love is really killing people...