Chapter 8 My God Me and My God

When the voice ended, the room returned to silence, but the person sitting at the desk still didn't move.

In the spring of Stan Star, the priests in charge of green plants have already made the palace full of lush green plants. The wind blows in from the window, and the shell wind chimes by the window are shaken, making a crisp and pleasant sound, but Lu Xing did not know what to do. The soft words echoed in Wang's ears, and Jian Mei's voice seemed to be more pleasant than the breeze, blowing away too many worries entrenched in the hearts of too many people, and he unconsciously relaxed.

"Your Highness"

The attendant's voice came from the door.

Lu Xing returned to his senses, turned off the information panel, and looked at the maid A Ruo: "Come in."

The maid had been waiting at the entrance of the hall early, and after she came in, she saluted and said, "Today is the day of sacrifice to the gods every month. Someone has just been sent to the main hall to invite him. Do you want to come over, Your Highness?"

Stan Star is a country blessed by gods, everyone is a believer of gods, and the day of sacrifice to gods is a big day once a month. Ordinary people can only worship god statues at home. The royal lineage of the star can enter the temple to pray and worship devoutly, in order to ask God to bless the common people.

Lu Xingli: "Go."

A Ruo showed concern: "His Royal Highness's body has not been fully conditioned, and the shrine is still a long way to go. If there is an accident, it will be bad. If the time comes, if His Majesty sees it, it will also..."

She couldn't say anything more.

Of course, even if she didn't say it, Lu Xingliang could have guessed it, but was he afraid that his father would abandon him even more when he saw how useless this son he should be proud of was now?

Lu Xing said lightly: "If I didn't go to the emperor, wouldn't I know?"

Aru: "This..."

"Wait for your body to be conditioned?" Lu Xingliang sat at the table, his handsome face was like jade, while the other side had scary red marks, and smiled: "Will I use the remaining three years for conditioning?"

A Ruo's heart sank, and some pain: "Don't say that, Your Highness."

There was no emotion on Lu Xingliang's face, and his voice was calm: "It's just the truth."

A Ruo doesn't understand and can't imagine how much pain a child who just turned 14 years old has to go through in order to face death so calmly, how to endure the torture of daily poisoning is not as good as death, and still be so calm, anyway, she has never She has never seen Lu Xinglang lose his temper and collapse. His Highness has been very strong since he was a child, and he is never willing to show weakness to others, but the more she does, the more worried she is. If people keep suppressing themselves, they will collapse one day. of.

But she couldn't do anything, she couldn't even say a word of comfort, she could only come over: "I posted the clothes of Your Highness yesterday, it's in the cloakroom behind."

"Yeah." Lu Xingli respected the wet nurse who had been taking care of him: "Thank you."

A Ruo smiled: "I'm here to help His Highness clear the table, you go first."

Lu Xingxuan nodded and stood up, while A Ruo's eyes fell on some scraps on the desktop, which were all handwritten notes left by Lu Xingxing when he was reading mathematics in the online class. It's like unwanted waste paper, and in fact Lu Xingliang was planning to throw it away and not use it again.

A Ruo asked casually, "Are you going to help His Highness throw these away?"

Lu Xingli's steps paused. He looked back at the paper on the table, but he couldn't say what he said. What appeared in his mind was Jian Mei's series of information and some clumsy and serious voice. Still moved, the young man stood there for a moment, and finally turned his face away: "Keep it."

A Ruo felt a little weird, but still responded: "Yes."

...

Stan Star - Mount Garo

Jiaruo Mountain is known as the mountain of the gods. The mountain is full of divine light all year round. The surrounding green plants are lush, and there are countless rare and exotic animals. Such a treasure is also where the temples are located. The gods used to worship Stan Star have prospered for a long time. On the day of sacrifice to the gods, the royal family traveled with great momentum. The golden birds with white wings symbolizing the emperor's logo in the sky pulled the caravan and flew past, leaving cloud marks representing strength in the air.

The golden horse needs to land close to the temple, and everyone walks up to show respect.

The guard of honor at the head stopped, and a man in a golden and white costume came down. His brocade robe was mainly white, with golden tassel embroidered auspicious clouds on his shoulders, and his face was majestic and solemn. They also landed, and a few figures descended from it. The princes in white riding uniforms stepped forward and bowed to the ground with half-knee: "I have seen the father."

The emperor's eyes fell on the children: "No gift."

When the three children got up, their ages were not much different. Even the eldest prince was only in his early 17s this year, and the youngest son just turned 14 this year. Among this group of people, the emperor's eyes were unconsciously on Lu Xingliang. He stayed on his body longer, even though this was his youngest child, no matter where he was, Lu Xinglang knelt there straight on one knee, with a straight spine and a resolute and snowy mountain-like bearing, which made people the first Eyes will fall on him.

"Xingli." The emperor opened his lips: "Can your body still endure it?"

Lu Xing raised his head slightly, and quickly lowered his eyes: "Thank you father for worrying, there is no serious problem."

The emperor nodded: "That's good."

The prince on the side seemed to want to find a sense of existence everywhere, Lu Wei turned his face and said: "Today's wind is strong on the mountain, third brother, your body is not as good as before, and the priest told you to give birth and raise well, otherwise it will be easy to get into trouble, you have to be careful. Don't catch a cold, can I have someone bring you a cloak?"

It's like being afraid that the emperor doesn't know how bad Lu Xingliang's health is now, and it's like being afraid that everyone won't know how much this good eldest brother takes care of his younger brother. Only the parties involved know what each other's hearts are.

Lu Xinglang raised his head to look at Lu Wei, just to meet the smug look on the man, and said in a low voice, "In the past, King Yang climbed the Mount Jiaruo barefoot for the common people, knelt every three steps and never touched a drop of water. His sincerity moved the gods and helped Stan. The stars have descended on blessings, just like when King Yang was on the verge of running out of oil lamps.

The words made Lu Wei's face ashen.

His original intention was to make Lu Xingxuan look ugly, but who knew that Lu Xingxuan put aside a few words, not only expressed his position, but also used the former King Yang to oppress him. Isn't this implying that he is pretentious and disrespectful to the gods?

Sure enough, the emperor looked at him with some disapproval: "Xing Fang is right, we Stan Star can have today, we must not forget the spirit and teachings of our ancestors, we must have such a reverence and devotion to the gods."

The prince's cold sweat was about to break down: "Yes, the child knows it's wrong."

The queen standing on the side saw her son being punished, feeling distressed and helpless in her heart, she glanced at Lu Xingliang with some resentment, she hurriedly stepped forward with a smile and smoothed out: "Your Majesty, it's time to climb the mountain, it's not early. Now, it will be bad if you miss the worship time for a while."

The emperor nodded: "Let's go."

A group of people went up the mountain quietly. The priests who controlled the natural green plants would open the way in front of them and let the branches and vines bypass them. The priests who could compete with the beasts would let the large birds of prey avoid the way. The people in divine costumes crossed the path and finally came. When we reached the top of the mountain, there stood a towering and towering temple, which was where God performed miracles back then.

The priest in black robe came out from inside: "Your Majesty the Emperor, you are welcome."

The emperor folded his palms in return.

Someone came out with white and transparent beads from inside. This is a quiet bead used to purify the energy of the human body. Before worshiping the gods, it must be used to cleanse the negative energy magnetic field of the whole body, and worship the gods with a calm and peaceful heart. .

The emperor was the first to step forward and put his palm on it, and the bead lit up with a bright yellow light. After a circle, it went dark. The priest bowed to him: "Please come in."

Next are the others.

The queen is lavender, the crown prince is bright red, and the second prince is aqua blue. After everyone passed by, the priest brought the clean pearl to Lu Xingliang and held it up: "Third Highness, please use it."

Lu Xingli raised his hand and placed it on top. The crystal beads were a little cold. There was no movement or light under his hand, and it was as quiet as a dead thing.

Everyone also noticed this and turned around.

The priest hesitated for a moment, and then explained: "His Royal Highness has no divine power, and the Qingjingzhu can't detect the energy, so it can't function normally."

Lu Xingliang's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly retracted his hand.

The queen was closer, and she heard the most sincere words. She already held a grudge against Lu Xing. At this moment, she was secretly happy when she seized such a good opportunity, but she didn't show it on her face, she just expressed concern: "My lord, our star There was a sudden change not long ago, and after using the Cleansing Pill, the divine power is indeed gone, if I can't use the Purifying Pillar, is there any other way?"

The priest took the beads back: "In the words of the Empress, the Jingjing beads are the purest treasures in the world and the best absorbing dark energy."

The second prince Lu Jing's words were pure in nature: "Then how does the third brother worship God?"

"This..." The priest was also very embarrassed: "If you don't wash out the energy field, I'm afraid you will be disrespectful to the gods."

After hearing this, everyone looked at the emperor with different expressions.

The emperor stood in front of the gate of the temple, and everyone looked at him, but he looked at Lu Xingli quietly, this is an unpredictable emperor, looking at this almost equivalent to a ruined son, his eyes were deep and solemn, He didn't speak for the first time.

On the contrary, the queen said softly: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time to worship God is coming."

The emperor did not look at her, but continued to look at the child in front of him.

Lu Xinglang stood in front of the priest, and some lingering mountain winds blew the hem of the boy's clothes. Less than a month after the incident, Lu Xinglang lost a lot of weight, and his mother died suddenly. There was none, and the person who received the receipt came to report that the third prince’s bedroom was always quiet. The priest said that the poison was very painful, and ordinary people could not bear it. Received a call to apply for a potion.

The prince said with some regret: "The third brother finally came here, but I didn't expect it..."

The wind on the mountain was very strong, and the young man stood there in thin clothes. He didn't say a word since just now, and calmly accepted everyone's scrutiny and schadenfreude. .

then

As if noticing the emperor's gaze, he stepped forward, stood in front of the temple, and knelt down straight without any hesitation.

The emperor's eyes moved slightly.

Lu Xing said in a deep voice: "People without cleansing energy can't enter the temple to disturb the gods. They pray sincerely outside to show Chicheng's heart. Father and brothers, go in quickly, don't delay the time."

The words are decent and impressive.

The prince's face changed, and the emperor's eyes flashed with admiration, and nodded solemnly: "Alright."

The queen is the one who knows the emperor the most. Seeing this touch, her heart is full of anger. Lu Xingzhen is a good son raised by Concubine Lan Gui's little hoof. There are only a few years left to live, otherwise it is the biggest stumbling block on Lu Wei's way to the throne.

...

After the group entered, only the soldiers guarding and the priest guarding in front of the temple gate were left outside.

They have lived on the mountain for a long time, and there is little news from the outside world. At this moment, they are a little puzzled and surprised when they see Lu Xingliang's appearance. You must know that every time this Highness comes to worship God, the light on the ball of tranquility is rare in thousands of years. The golden light saw, even the current emperor is only orange!

But it is such a favored man who is kneeling outside the hall alone at this moment. His face is abnormally pale, the cold aggravates the attack of physical toxins, and cold sweat falls from his cold cheeks. Even in this situation, he still kneels. Straight, without bending the spine at all.

The eyes around him fell with pity or ridicule, like invisible sharp blades.

There were so many people standing there, but he was kneeling there, but there seemed to be only one person in the world, lonely and lonely. Maybe he was waiting for God's redemption, but he didn't.

evening

After worshiping God, the group returned to the palace.

This is always the most talked about topic among palace people. Who gets the blessing of God when worshiping God, and which prince is praised by His Majesty are all points of discussion:

"I heard that the prince has been blessed by God this time, and his divine power has increased."

"It seems that His Royal Highness is indeed the son of Heaven's Chosen, and he is a person who can handle a heavy responsibility."

"Isn't that right, the second prince also seems to have gained a lot of divine power."

"I tell you secretly, the third highness didn't even enter the palace gate this time..."

A group of people were talking, and a sharp voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

A Ruo's face was as cold as frost: "Your Majesty strictly forbids talking about the temple in the palace. I think you don't want to live?"

Although it was forbidden, most of the people discussed in private, but now they accidentally bumped into the muzzle of the gun. The little ladies in the palace panicked and quickly begged for mercy: "Girl, we were wrong, and we don't dare any more."

A Ruo glared at them: "Next time, if you dare, especially in front of Your Highness, see if I won't peel your skin!"

The maids responded quickly.

A Ruo just let them go, and glanced at the door of the main hall not far away. After returning, His Highness locked himself in the room. He has been like this since he was a child. He stayed in the hall without sleep and no one could enter. In the past, when the imperial concubine was there, he could persuade him. Now that even the empress has left, this child can only endure alone.

...

Inside the hall, it was dark.

The light was off, the boy in black brocade was sitting at the desk, and there was broken medicine on the ground. The blood on his lips was quickly wiped off. He didn't seem to take the toxin seriously. After a day of driving and traveling and kneeling for a long time in the afternoon, he was half lying on the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly to rest, and his pale face was a little sickly red, which was a precursor to fever.

"Ding"

A message sounded at this moment.

This is special news. After Concubine Lan Gui passed away, only one person could send him a message.

The man with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes. Lu Xinglang always liked being alone and didn't like being disturbed, but at this moment he didn't feel much disgust when he heard the news. He opened the news and saw Jian Mei's greeting: "Good evening. "

Lu Xinglang didn't react much.

Jian Mei was very excited. He said mysteriously, "I went out to play today. Guess where I went?"

Lu Xingliang was not interested, but perhaps he wanted to divert his attention, he asked unprecedentedly: [Where]

"I'm going to the temple." Jane said happily: "Go to pray to God and worship Buddha."

Such a coincidence.

Lu Xingliang's toxin attacked with bone-piercing pain. His fingertips turned white, but he was still calm when he typed: [Yes, congratulations. 】

Too many people in this world can ask for God’s blessing, but he alone cannot.

Maybe he was the one who was abandoned by God, and he was the one who was always abandoned, whether it was his mother or the divine power he once possessed, he was just a joke.

Jian Mei replied with a cheerful tone, as if offering a treasure: "Guess what I'm begging for?"

A sarcastic smile evoked the corners of Lu Xingliang's mouth, and asked indifferently: [What]

"I asked for a peace talisman for you, I hope you are healthy and all the best." Jian Mei even felt a little regret: "I originally had a peace talisman that came true, but unfortunately we are not together, so I can't give it to you. La."

The smile in Lu Xingxuan's eyes gradually disappeared. He looked at the words on the screen. At that moment, a strange feeling rose up in his mind, and the expression on his face became serious and serious without realizing it: [Are you asking for me? 】

How can someone be so stupid

They are obviously not relatives, they don't even know each other.

Jian Mei responded: "Yes, yes, my mother said that the temple is very spiritual."

[The one who listens to your prayers is that your god is not mine] Lu Xingliang didn't know whether he was mocking him or mocking himself: [And my prayers won't work]

The other end paused, as if he didn't understand why Lu Xingli suddenly said this.

After a while, just when Lu Xing thought he would not return, Jian Mei appeared like a little snail: "It's okay, then I'll lend you my god for a while."

"My mother always said that my mouth is very effective, and I am a good hand to pray to God." Jian Mei is always very clever, but his words are always as gentle as his voice: "If you are not effective, then I will I'll pray for you next time I worship God."

The information light screen glowed dimly in the dark room. Lu Xingliang was lying on the side of the case, and the voice of the information message kept ringing. Jian Mei's words were a bit simple and honest and filled with stupidity. The attack of toxins in his body originally caused him great pain, but The pain seemed to have really subsided a lot at this moment. He half-squinted at the words on the information panel. For a moment, he actually felt that in this chaotic world, the god that belonged to him was not in the temple, but in front of him.