The Path Toward Heaven

At the beginning, Zhong Lizi looked at the repetitions of the words. Some of them were unsuitable. The sentences often stopped and appeared a bit stuttering, but as time went on, the "memory" sinking deep in consciousness kept floating, she said The sound became smoother and clearer.

The atmosphere in the classroom changed again, and the students looked at her unexpectedly, thinking what was going on.

The female professor did not expect that she actually remembered such historical knowledge, and looked slightly, said: "Very good, sit down."

Zhong Lizi didn't understand what was happening at all. After sitting down, she was still confused and couldn't help rubbing her hair.

Jiang and Xia looked at her and said with a smile: "It seems that you are really studying hard these days ... I am more and more optimistic about you."

Zhong Lizi didn't know how to explain it-it was really hard for him to study, but when did he read this book?

"Did I show you something yesterday? There is a lot of content. If you want to master it before the October Water Festival, you should grasp it now." Jiang and Xia said softly.

Accompanied by pleasant electronic music, the buildings on the campus glow again, illuminating the woods and grass in the light rain.

Zhong Lizi put the folder with the computer on his head and walked toward the grass, thinking about the contents of the memory that he saw during the class, more confused and even shocked.

Jiang and Xia really gave her a lot of information, and it was very detailed, including all the things needed to become a priestess ...

The question is, why does she always feel that she has seen it, and the more she feels, the stronger the feeling is, and she even thinks she will be born.

What exactly is going on?

Jing Jiu had walked out of the lawn and stood by the road waiting for her. He did not hold an umbrella, but covered his face with a hat.

She walked up to him, carefully looking at his only eyes that could be seen for a long time.

Jing Jiun ~ There was a cry.

"It's nothing." Zhong Lizi changed the subject a little stiffly, "You said before that you shouldn't let me take this computer to school, I forgot, why don't you remind me?"

Jing Jiu said: "I also forgot."

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The micro-rain was silent and continued, and it was October.

During these days, Zhong Lizi continued to do targeted training according to the requirements of Jiang and Xia to provide information, and did not relax his studies.

Jing Jiu was still raining on the grass, waiting for the battleship to hit himself, and staring at the starlight at night to do math problems, or read the proceedings of the Academy of Sciences.For him, doing math problems and reading essays are the same as playing sand pile games in Chaotian mainland. They are both relaxation and exercise. At the same time, they are the process of deducing calculations, but I don't know what he is counting.

One day, the rain suddenly became slightly larger and chaotic, probably because there were too many flying machines leaving Shou Ershi at the same time.

Today is the positive day of the October Water Festival, and a new priestess will be elected.

Thousands of aircrafts left the ground and went up against the rain line. Under the command of the transportation spacecraft, they followed the temporary flight channel applied on the spot and flew toward the magnificent mountain range.

More people have already departed early in the morning, take public transportation such as suspension trains, and then sent them to the ground by a straight elevator, and then go to the festival hall through the equator train.

There are seven major cities on this planet, such as the second city of Shoucheng, not to mention that there are so many multi-level living areas. During the day, hundreds of thousands of people have gathered on the grassland.I just do n’t know when the people walked in the rain, did they think that there were still a lot of tragic traces of the last war in the desertified land under their feet.

The magnificent altar building deep in the grassland has been surrounded by the ocean of people.

After the evening, some high-end aircrafts kept landing, the picture was very spectacular.

More spectacular picture in the sky, several warships came to a height of only three kilometers from the ground, shooting hundreds of high and intense beams of light, illuminating the grassland.

The altar was illuminated by more than ten pillars of light, and it was especially clear and solemn.

Illuminated by the light of the warship, only the birth of the priesthood is worthy of such a large platoon.

Jing Jiu went to the outside of the festival hall after several scans and examinations as the students took the suspension train and queued up for admission.

Stargate University presidents, directors and other big figures talk to people in the square in front of the memorial hall.

Very few people usually come to the altar, no one dares to disturb the priestess to clean up at will. At this time, it is the most important person who gathered this planet.

The director of the military base, the chief executive of the government, the head of the family, the presidents of several major companies, as well as more than a dozen bishops with extremely high status, all stood on the square at this time, and some senior government officials and the priest family represented by Mr Xia Senior people are also talking to them here.

Some people are more attracted to the eyes of the people today than they are, that is, the 100 girls standing on the stone steps of the altar at this time.

There are very strict conditions for participating in the election of the priestess, although some of them are inconvenient to announce to the public, for example, they cannot be more than 18 years old, such as ...

Those girls have beautiful eyebrows, peaceful temperament, wearing white kimonos, and neat black hair hanging behind them, naturally giving birth to a holy feeling.

They stood quietly on the stone steps and were not affected by the clamor of the outside world or the warships in the sky.

Only one girl is special, that is Zhong Lizi.

Her hair was dyed red, and she was extremely striking in the queue of the girls, looking like a burning flame.

She was so special that she naturally attracted some attention. Some archbishops frowned slightly, obviously displeased, and several senior officials laughed and discussed a few words.

Probably because of this, Zhong Lizi was a little nervous, and one under his feet was unstable, almost falling to the next stone step.

Jiang and Xia stood by her side, stretched out her hand without a trace, and let her stand again.

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"Why does she stand there?"

Mr. Xia frowned slightly at the scene and asked the subordinates around him.

Jiang and Xia's position was specially arranged by him. It is the most eye-catching there. With her serene temperament and beautiful appearance, she can definitely attract the attention of many people.

Why did the girl named Zhong Lizi stand beside her?And he has such a strange hair color, who arranged it?

The subordinate whispered, "It's Miss's request."

Mr. Xia's eyebrows were tighter, and he thought that the other party was also a candidate for the priestess. How could it be so?

The next moment he saw a scene in the distance, and he was greatly puzzled. He wondered who the young man in blue sportswear was?

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Everyone looked at the girls on the stone steps, and those high-ranking officials and family leaders were no exception.

Only three of these girls can enter the final list, and then the heiress will be appointed by the priestess. Those who are eliminated are also very good candidates for daughter-in-law.The male representatives from various colleges, departments, and regions have straightened their eyes, and feel that they can't see enough.

Jing Jiu looked at Jiang and Xia, and kept looking at Zhong Lizi, without looking at other dark-haired girls.

He was very satisfied with the hair color he had chosen for the little girl. It was extremely red, like the sword light of Firth.

The teachers and students of Star Gate University started to enter, and he followed behind without notice.

The students who came to the festival hall for the first time, looking at the incomparably empty hall, couldn't help but exclaimed, wondering how long it would take to find their seat.

Those exclamations drew the attention of the big men in front of the memorial hall, knowing that they were young people at Star Gate University, and all their faces showed gentle and forgiving smiles.

The bishop of Shou Ershi saw Jing Jiu and his expression changed slightly. Although he couldn't see the teenager's face, how could he forget that blue sportswear?The priest's suit dropped to the ground and covered his fast-moving feet. He came to Jing Jiu, hidden in the shadow behind the stone pillar, and said in a very humble tone: "Are you here?"

Jing Jiu didn't expect to be seen by this person, huh.

The bishop lowered his head and said, "Where do you want to sit?"

Those warships were only a few kilometers away from the ground, and the smell of the gravitational field emitted made Jing Jiu a little uncomfortable. In order to ensure that he could launch a counterattack in the shortest time, he pointed his finger above.

The bishop did not dare to have any opinions, and hurriedly led him into the corridor behind the stone pillar.

It was this scene that fell into Mr. Xia's eyes.

As the patriarch of the priest family, he certainly knew that the bishop of the second city was the most trusted person of the priestess, and he knew the relationship between the teenager wearing blue sportswear and Zhong Lizi ... he suddenly gave birth to some vigilance and uneasiness. After more than a hundred years, there have finally been such outstanding descendants as Jiang and Xia. Will there be any surprises today?

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The October Water Festival has already begun during the day, and the election of the priestess is to be held at this time.

Accompanied by the sounds of springs, a bishop stood in the empty hall, welcoming all the VIPs and the public, and then the Chief Executive and the head of the base made speeches.Mr. Xia also made a brief explanation on behalf of the priest family.

More than ten black cardinals took more priests and female officers out of the porches on both sides of the altar, kneeling on the ground.

High-ranking officials including the Chief Executive and the head of the base and thousands of representatives of the people also left their seats.

A beam of light illuminated the gray curtain in the deepest part of the chapel.

The gray curtain fell from the top of the altar to the ground, and it was so huge that it could be clearly seen even at the entrance of the altar thousands of kilometers away.

This curtain is said to use secondary nanomaterials, without any fine lines on the surface, smooth like a dream, and like a real sky.

A slender figure appeared on the curtain.

Stargate priestess.

Everyone kneeled down to salute the figure behind the gray curtain, and the priests began chanting the classics, praising the gods for saving humanity from the ruined ruins.

At the same time, the pictures in the memorial hall were projected into the night sky by the battleship in real time.

Hundreds of thousands of people knelt down on the grassland like tide, and looked extremely spectacular.

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The whole world is bowing down to the gods and their spokesmen.

Of course Jing Jiu didn't, no one would see him anyway.

He was at the highest point of the altar at this time, on the edge of the gray curtain, and somehow he dragged a chair and lay on it.

This is the highest position and the best position, closest to the real sky, and also to the sky-like curtain.The light turned on the curtain, and the sky turned into water. He turned his head and looked down. He saw a young woman in military uniform kneeling beside the stone pillar behind the curtain.