The Path Toward Heaven

In addition to exchange students from all over the world, there are many freshmen who are going to visit our school at Star Gate University. The hospital has become very lively.

The medical examination is a very simple matter. You only need to lie in the hospital cabin for a while. Soon all the students left, and the hospital returned to quiet.

It wasn't until late at night that the laminar exclusive ward door at the end of the corridor opened, and Zhong Lizi came out of it, his expression on his face was a bit dazed, and the tears remained.

Before the door of the laminar flow ward was closed, there was intense discussion or argument, and several white-haired professors waving their arms excitedly there.

The Affiliated Hospital is on the east side of the lake at Star Gate University, a long distance away from the hotel, but she didn't take the car and walked towards the lake.

I do n’t know if it ’s a psychological factor, or her body has really improved. Her steps are lighter and faster than usual, but the starlight in the lake is much clearer than usual.

She thought of a thing, her steps became faster and faster, and she gradually became a run, and she quickly reached the hotel. When she passed the big trees by the pool, she patted her hands like a high-five.

With a beep, the elevator moved.

With a beep, the door opened.

Jing Jiu was lying on a chair on the terrace, basking in the stars, without clothes.

She didn't even look at it, she directly fell on him and kissed him.

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Jing Jiu guessed what happened.

He knows how to get rid of the shadow of death will be a spiritual shock for a person.

Many years ago, he was so happy when he read all the spiritual books collected by Shi Yuefeng and confirmed that he should be able to ascend.

So he gave the silver-haired girl great patience and tolerance at this time, allowing her to sit on her body and even let her kiss her, but this is already the limit.

When Zhong Lizi hugged him and was about to continue kissing, he held out a finger against her eyebrow and pushed her away from her body with extreme coldness.

Zhong Lizi didn't struggle. He sat beside him obediently, grabbed his hands with both hands, watched his mouth flattened, and was about to cry again.

Jing Jiu said: "Don't cry, say."

Zhong Lizi sniffed his sore nose, grabbed his hand and said, "My illness is cured."

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

Zhong Lizi's mood is still agitated. He didn't notice that his response was too calm. He said: "My indicators are very good now and the situation is very stable. The professors said that there may be a previous genetic optimization that did not completely fail. It was activated occasionally, but they have to study it again. "

Jing Jiu said, "Congratulations."

Zhong Lizi became happier the more she thought, and inexplicably sad, looking at him wronged and said: "Can I hug you at this time?"

Jing Jiu said: "This matter has nothing to do with me, what do you want me to do, don't want to take advantage of me."

After saying this, he again found that he really had a lot more words than when he was in Chaotian Continent.

However, to be precise, when Nan Wang forgot to burn the corpse in the cave, his words began to increase.

Zhong Lizi looked at his eyes and said softly: "After knowing you, my life has changed a lot, the better the better, and even such a miracle happened ... of course it is about you."

She stood up and looked at the stars in the night sky. She folded her hands and said, "Tomorrow I will go to the fire tower to greet me and thank the gods for saving me."

Jing Jiu thought that you could thank the wrong person.

Zhong Lizi withdrew his eyes and said to him, "Come with me."

Jing Jiu said, "No."

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the next day.

Jing Jiu leaned against the wall, looking at the fire tower opposite, feeling a little itchy on the back.

It may be a psychological factor, or it may be the cause of the gravitational field in the bureau. Know that he is naturally sensitive to anything that can threaten himself.

The Fire Tower is a multi-storey building, not similar to the Buddhist pagoda in Chaotian mainland, but it is somewhat like the auction house in Nanhe Prefecture.

Each floor of the building is smaller than the floor below. The round window porch welcomes all wind and believers. You can see the mottled stained glass. If the window is open, you can see those full It is a mural with sacred meaning.

He looked at the main hall of the sacrificial hall on the third floor of the Chuanhuo Tower. Zhong Lizi sat in a chair with other believers, his hands folded, and he was praying prayerfully.

There are also many women in Chaotian mainland who will do things like petitions. He is no stranger to this. He just came to see that the little girl had little money and did not want her to be deceived too much.Of course, what's more important is that he has other things to deal with.

The side door of the bureau opened, and several government officials walked out in a hurry, with one holding a drink in his hand.

Jing Jiu remembered very clearly that this kind of drink was provided in the straight passage to the ground.

A middle-aged man in a thin trench coat came out with his head down, and his blond hair under the brim looked like messy straw.

When the middle-aged man walked in front of Jing Jiu, he suddenly stopped and looked at him with some uncertainty, asking, "Is it you?"

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

This blond middle-aged man is Tang Gu, a well-known materials scientist in the underground laboratory.His eyes were a little puzzled, and said: "I have a voice in my heart these days that I should come up to find someone at this time ... I am grateful that this is a conscious control, but why am I not resisting this control?"

Jing Jiu said: "Since your consciousness is controlled by me, how can you resist this kind of control?"

This sentence sounds like nonsense. It is still nonsense to carefully taste it, but it is a need for the Zen mastery of the two hearts.

Even for him, it is very difficult to control a smart life with two hearts for a long time, and it needs to be strengthened once in a while.

Tang Gu asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Jing Jiu said, "Is anyone who has contacted my file materials recently?"

The file materials are placed in a private network. If he uses Yungui to monitor for a long time, he needs to write code in it, so that he will be discovered sooner or later.

Just like the code he wrote on that battleship, he has now cleared several of them, but he set it to be sent regularly, and he did enough information to jump the bridge in the middle. The Alliance military did not follow the clue to find him. It is still under internal self-examination.

Tang Gu shook his head and said, "It was originally top-secret information. After the dean came once, no one asked about it."

Jing Jiuxin wanted to wait for Xue Ji to find herself, and then took her to the main star's Alliance Academy of Sciences, digging back from the dean.

He waved his hand to signal Tang Gu to leave, looking like a bad young student who did not want to accept parental care.

When Tang Gu was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and looked at the uncovered eyes of the blue sportswear. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Can I follow you?"

Jing Jiu said: "That's your need, not me."

After saying this, he no longer ignored the person and looked to the building across the street.

Zhong Lizi is talking to a bishop.

It was the bishop who wanted to preach to him.

The bishop once said that following the gods is not the need of the gods, but the needs of believers.

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The night is quiet and the stars are like water.

Jing Jiu was lying on the terrace chair, looking at the humble star at the edge of Xinghai.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhong Lizi confirmed that he was wearing clothes and came out with two cups of tea.

Jing Jiu took the tea cup and took a sip, confirming that it was not as good as Gu Qing, but stronger than Jing Li ’s wife—the tea was not good and the water temperature was appropriate.

"Do you believe that there is really a god?"

During the day, the bishop talked to her very clearly.

Zhong Lizi thought for a while and said, "I believe."

Jing Jiu said, "Why?"

Zhong Lizi looked at him seriously and said, "Master Bishop said that recently, miracles happened to me because I met amazing people."

Jing Jiu said, "Then."

Zhong Lizi said: "You should bring miracles to more people."

Jing Jiu said, "For example?"

Zhong Lizi said, "For example, are you going to run for the priestess?"

Jing Jiu glanced at her and said, "Female ... priest?"

Zhong Lizi smiled mischievously, carrying a teacup on the teacup in his hand and gently bumped, said: "You are so beautiful, who can see your gender."

Jing Jiu said: "But I know my gender."

Zhong Lizi now got rid of the shadow of death, showing the temperament of more girls, raised her eyebrows and said, "Is gender important?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Not important."

For a person who is successful in soaring, has a long life, and a long-term focus, nothing is important to the body, and appearance is not important. What is the importance of gender?

Of course, this does not mean that he will participate in the election of the priestess, because those things are even less important.

"You haven't said anything, what's there there? You often look there ... no stars."

Zhong Lizi walked to the terrace bar with the tea, looking towards the night sky.

Jing Jiu said: "There are many gods there."

Zhong Lizi thought he was joking, thinking about what the bishop said and was at a loss.

Is it really a miracle that happened to you?

Her eyes gradually became firmer and said, "Since you don't go, then I'll take part."

This is about the conscription of priestess.

When she was in the apartment in the underground block, what she thought was to be an exchange student at Star Gate University, she might see the result of the concubine's election on the spot.

Now, she decided to participate in the election of the priestess.

For the silver-haired girl, there is no doubt that this is her most courageous and important decision in the past 16 years.

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Zhong Lizi's decision to run for the priesthood was mostly due to the sudden improvement of her condition and a full outbreak of vitality. Of course, it was also related to the dialogue between her and the bishop.What the bishop said seemed casual, but the praises of the gods often seen in the classics, but in fact guided them very skillfully.

The officials in Chaotang and the god sticks in the village are best at this kind of thing, far stronger than Yi Maozhai's scholars, and Jing Jiu has a very clear understanding of this.

That night, after he put Zhong Lizi into deep sleep, he placed Chengtianjian array and jumped from the terrace.

The wind fell silently, and the wind in the suspended train tunnel was crackling with howling.

Half a minute later, he went to the quietest and most expensive manor area of ​​Shou Erdu and found the bishop's home.

The first action of eating was to pick up the chopsticks. Of course, he controlled the villa ’s network as soon as possible and released all defenses.

Like the novel plots in this world, the bishop has lived a very luxurious life, and the family is truly glorious. If it is a child from an underground block, seeing such a picture will inevitably produce great anger.

Jing Jiu is a child born in the royal palace. After living a thousand years of life as a fairy, there is no feeling at all. Waving his hand makes the bishop fall asleep. With a glance of his eyes, he confirms that there is no self-destructive device in his brain, and he starts reading his memory.

He didn't want the other party to become an idiot, but only smashed the mystery of Xuanyin Sect to the fourth level.

In the perception of Soul Sorcery, the consciousness of the other party is a mist. From time to time, pictures will appear in the mist. Just like the world's popular transcendental consciousness stream novels, it is difficult to see objective reality even if you read it directly.

The breeze slowly drifted out of the thermostat, like the breeze in the grassland, it should be added a certain fragrance.

A sword light emerged from Jing Jiu's eyes, and those pieces of information, gradually combined into a complete picture under the double blessing of sword knowledge and two-heart communication.

He did not look into the idea of ​​the bishop ’s childhood shadow, but just looked at the boring and repetitive chants, meetings, and sermons in recent days, saw the devout faces of many believers, and saw some personal matters.

Then he saw a somewhat vague figure of himself. It was the day the bishop tried to preach to him, and he also felt the bishop's shock and anger.

Obviously, the bishop was stunned by the phrase "I am a god" he said.

Nothing unusual, until a few days ago, the bishop left the Shouji Metropolis and took the aircraft to the ground.

There is no picture on the way, he should be sleeping with his eyes closed or meditating to clear his mind.

Jing Jiu thought it was the latter, because when the bishop left the aircraft and entered the huge building, his emotions were peaceful and full of respect.

The huge building is like a big mountain, standing in the depths of the grassland, the spire of the tower seems to pierce the shield of the planet and touch the distant star.

The interior of the building is extremely empty and can accommodate countless believers. When the bishop walked in, there was no one.

A gray curtain hangs in the deepest part of the building, and it looks like a dark sky is put here vertically. It is extremely huge. I believe ordinary people can't see where the edge is.

The bishop knelt before the gray curtain, like a ant facing the sky.

A gentle and calm voice came from Mumburi, like the decree issued by the gods from the sky: "Go serve that boy."

The bishop's body shook slightly and said, "That blasphemy?"

The voice said: "Gods can be everything, since we are looking for him, how can we care about his appearance?"

The bishop was shocked and said, "What are you talking about?"

The voice said, "What is the last will left before the god left?"

The bishop bowed his head and said, "Find new gods."

The voice said, "I think ... it's him."

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(A dozen days ago, after writing Jing Jiu and Zhong Lizi to see the primaries in the underground block, a friend sent me a message saying that I definitely want to design the plot, let Jing Jiu dress up as a woman and complete many years of writing ... … Want to see women's clothes? There are no doors ... I like to read, it doesn't mean I like to write, that really doesn't move. Suddenly thinking of the magic apprentice, I don't know how the body of Master Lan Jing is. )