Go to another world to be a priest

In the evening, Huoshaoyun came up, and the shades of red were bright and gorgeous, and almost everything on the ground was reflected in red.

At this moment, everyone stopped what they were busy with and looked at the sky in admiration, thanking the generosity of the patron saint, who not only bestowed them with abundant food, but also created such a magnificent and magnificent beauty.

Yining is no exception, but he is more aware of the principle of the formation of Huoshaoyun, and he also knows that there is no so-called patron saint behind this world.

But because of everything he has experienced, he will no longer simply and rudely deny everything that science cannot explain as he did on Earth, but learn to be in awe and gratitude.

He stared at the red-hot clouds in the sky for a while, then said softly to the mound beside him, "Look, how beautiful it is." He meant how beautiful this world is.

This is a cemetery, large and small mounds are distributed scatteredly, Yining set up a monument for each grave according to the etiquette on earth, with names and inscriptions engraved on the monument.

The one next to him belongs to Lvyang.

Today is the death day of Lvyang, and also the anniversary of the rebirth of this world. Lvyang used an ancient spell to end the disaster and save all the creatures in this world from the fate of destruction, but he left forever A large number of people left this land at the same time.

No matter how that group of people died, whether they were voluntary or deceived, or what their purpose was, the result of their sacrifices was to eliminate all evil spirits and purify the darkness and sin in this world. It was... the one who survived, including him.

Considering that their family and friends didn't know about it, Yining discussed it with Mu Kun, and when they explained to the outside world, these people became heroes.

They no longer came together because they opposed Yining, but collectively made sacrifices to fight against the evil spirits. They became heroes, and their family and friends also came out of the haze of rumors, feeling that there was something on their faces... There is glory and pride in my heart.

With glory and pride, there is the courage to live.

Sprinkling the fermented wine brought on the ground, Yining continued to talk to Lu Yang: "This is the newly brewed wine from the clan, I brought it for you to taste, but it's a bit strong, don't drink too much."

"You and I both grew out of the sacred tree, with the same energy." Yining paused, and chuckled: "This word is really appropriate. The old man said, originally my soul was going to enter your body , but I was late, so I became me instead of you. But you know so many things and know so many things, who are you?"

Rubbing his hair in distress, Yining tilted his head and thought for a while, without any thoughts, he simply shook his head and said, "Forget it, I can't think of it. Maybe you are also a strand of spirit of the patron saint? The old man can divide himself into Two, maybe it can be divided into three..."

The sound of Xixi Suosuo's footsteps came, Yining stopped guessing wildly, followed the sound and looked over, it was Uncle Aga.

A few years passed, Uncle Aga was much older, even his back was a little bit burdened, he turned out from between the graves with a shovel on his shoulders, and walked out silently, he didn't seem to find Yining.

"Uncle Aga!" Yining called out, waving his hand as a greeting: "Will you come to see Mu Xiang?"

Aga paused, turned around and saw Yining, hurried over to salute: "Master Priest, you are here too."

"Well, I'll come and see them too." Yining patted on Lvyang's tombstone and said with emotion: "Without them, we would not have our current life. Those of us who survive must always be grateful."

Although her daughter died, she died with honor and was admired as a hero. Now that she heard Yining's affirmative words, she should be proud, but Aga's expression was distorted, as if she wanted to cry , and some wanted to laugh, but it wasn't the dumbfounding in the usual sense.

Yining carefully looked at his face: "Uncle Aga, what's wrong with you?"

With a "plop", Aga dropped the shovel and suddenly knelt down on the ground!

Yining was shocked, and quickly stood up to help him: "What are you doing, get up!"

Uncle Aga shook his head, covered his face with his hands and cried, "Priest, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Yining stopped pulling him up, and sighed with complicated eyes: "Uncle, you know, right? Who told you?"

Only he, Mu Kun, Yi Jie, and Suo Mu were the only ones who witnessed this incident. Mu Kun would not tell the truth, and Suo Mu and Yi Jie also agreed to keep it secret under his persuasion.

Uncle Aga's face was full of shame, tears flowed into his long beard, sticking the beard into strands, and his voice trembled out of shape: "I always knew... Mu Xiang is crazy, she actually did it. That kind of thing happened! Priest, you brought prosperity and peace to the Mu clan, but she still wants to treat you like that, I thought about stopping her, but...but..."

Yining was a little stunned. He understood why the family members who were identified as heroes all held their chests up in front of others. Only Uncle Aga almost never participated in any ceremony of praise and memorial service, and he was unwilling to talk to others too much. Talk about woody things.

It turned out that he knew the truth of the matter from the very beginning.

Yining opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

On the one hand, Uncle Aga knew what Muxiang was going to do before it happened, but he didn't tell himself, that is to say, he chose his daughter between his respected priest and his own daughter, so He said he was sorry; on the other hand, what Uncle Aga did not expect afterwards was that Yining's explanation for the behavior of these people was completely different from what he knew. They quickly understood the intentions of the leaders and priests.

It is to let these family members like him live well.

Therefore, he couldn't feel proud and proud from the bottom of his heart like those people who didn't know, but felt even more ashamed and uncomfortable.

Therefore, in recent years, Uncle Aga couldn't be as proud from the heart as those who didn't know anything. On the contrary, he suffered even more because he knew.

until today.

Yining helped the old man who was crying bitterly, and after a little hesitation, he told him the whole story of what happened back then, including his guess about Lu Yang's identity.

"I, Xiaolu and Lvyang all came from the Patronus. Lvyang is likely to be the one who inherited the memory of the Patronus. To a certain extent, he is the real successor of the Patronus. The situation at that time was too There are only two ways to save this world."

Yining patted Lvyang's tombstone, showing genuine respect and gratitude: "One is that I and Xiaolu have a soul union, and I gain the power of the guardian god for a short time. After suppressing the evil spirits, one of them may disappear; there is another one. It is Lvyang who sacrificed herself, plus the human souls who voluntarily sacrificed, this kind of power is extremely powerful, and it can also destroy those souls who have lost their nature."

The old man was dumbfounded when he heard it, but Yining didn't care whether he listened or not, and continued to talk, his expression began to become painful: "I lived in a muddle in my last life, but after returning to this world, I have something to worry about... I didn't want to die, so Lv Yang sacrificed herself to fulfill me... Am I being selfish like this? Is it not worthy of the image of a perfect priest in your mind?" Yining's eyes were dark, his brows were frowned, and the corners of his mouth But with a mockery of self-loathing.

"Brother!" A vine suddenly sprang up from the ground, and the green shadow swayed, and it turned into a child in a few moments, with bare feet and a small belly, and only a circle of leaves around the waist. little green.

"Brother, Brother Lvyang is not dead!" Xiaolu ran over and grabbed Yining's hand and shook it, looking up at him worriedly: "Brother, don't be sad."

As if the condensing dark magnetic field was suddenly interrupted, Yining woke up suddenly, took a deep breath, and left the dark feeling behind. Maybe this incident has been a thorn in his heart all along. , don't touch, never find out.

"Brother is not sad..." Yining lovingly touched Xiaolu's head covered with fluffy grass leaves, comforted by Xiaolu's understanding, suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "What did you say?"

"Brother, don't be sad." Xiaolu repeated, worrying even more in her heart, why did my brother seem to become more stupid.

"No, it's the last sentence." Xin raised his throat, Yining didn't pay attention to the strength of his hands, and accidentally pulled off a few leaves.

Xiaolu's face tensed up, and her voice turned into tears: "I said Brother Luyang is not dead! Brother, you actually pulled my hair! Huh..."

Yi Ning glanced at the broken leaves in his hand in embarrassment, and slandered: "You are still playing with it when you are free, and I accidentally pulled two off?" Exit, I'm sure this little guy will explode.

There is no way, who made him spoil him too much in the past few years, he was completely raised as a son, which caused this kid to be very angry and lawless now.

I had no choice but to coax: "I'm sorry, brother is just too anxious, can Xiaolu forgive brother?"

Xiaolu was pretending to cry vigorously, her little eyes rolled around twice after hearing this, and she stretched out her little arms: "Then brother hug!"

Yining curled his lips, and knew it was this trick. Although this kid didn't grow up, as the years passed, Yining tried his best not to treat him like a child, such behaviors as kissing and hugging gradually disappeared. up.But Xiaolu is a born brother fanatic, trying to stick to him.

After a hug, Xiaolu was satisfied, and under Yining's questioning, she pointed to a small seedling behind the tombstone: "Brother Luyang is growing well."

Looking at the plant that didn't know whether it was a grass or a tree, Yining didn't know what to say.

But, no matter what, as long as there is still life, there is hope, isn't it?

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many years later.

Mu Kun felt that he was going to die, because he was very old, so old that he could not move in bed.

Turning his head laboriously, he looked for the person who had been with him all his life with some cloudy eyes, the priest with magical power that he had taken a fancy to at the first sight on the sacred mountain.

Yining held his hand and patted it lightly, tears could not stop falling down.

It is said that after going through the world, people will become mature, with all emotions hidden in their hearts, and they will no longer cry and laugh easily like children.

But Yining, who is over 70 years old, still cries like a child, because although he has experienced things in his life, he has always had a pair of strong arms to protect him, blocking those things that make people's heart numb, so Although the appearance is old, but Yining's well-protected heart is still as soft, kind, sensitive and affectionate as before.

"Don't... don't be afraid..." Mu Kun moved his lips with difficulty, trying to smile, but failed.

"I, I'm not afraid..." Yining sobbed and looked at his dissatisfied face with age spots. Even though he already had unimaginable wealth and status, he still couldn't solve the mystery of time, and couldn't keep his lover's life.

The aging body can hardly even support breathing, Mu Kun's breathing gradually becomes weaker, and the interval gradually increases, but his eyes are locked on Yining's face, and he is reluctant to leave.

He is the treasure of his life, because of him, his life can be so magnificent and so wonderful.But now that he is leaving, who will take care of his little priest?

His gaze finally moved away from Yining's face, Mu Kun looked at the child with green hair at the end of the bed, until the child reluctantly nodded, a smile finally appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he stopped breathing in relief.

Because of the severe aging of the organs, Mu Kun didn't hear the vague words that Yining said between sobs: "I'm not afraid of your death, I'm afraid of pain."

But after a while, Yining felt relieved, because there was no pain at all.

The blood flowed out slowly, the body gradually became colder, Yining began to feel bored, at the end of life, what do ordinary people do?

Yining began to follow the trend of reminiscing about his life, but found that all the memories he could recall were related to Mu Kun.

From saving him from roasted bamboo rats and wild wolves at the very beginning, to concluding the promise of the priest; Xiaoshan's food; from the kiss confession that caught him off guard to the magical mulberry orchids that filled the mountains and valleys; from the unprepared evil spirits to the brutal killing; A smug smile.

This is a magical continent.