Doomsday Totem

Chapter 322 Elegy
The retreating psychic warriors quickly brought the news of Mu Yulinglan's return to the study room of No. 13 Yincheng's first family.

At this moment, four old men were sitting around the long table in the study.Among them, the old man sitting at the top is tall and ruddy. He is the contemporary head of the Peter family—Brandon Peter. He is 96 years old this year. ; and sitting on the left side of Brandon, the old man with a capable figure is named Colin Burns. He is the head of the No. 13 Silver City Second Family and is also a strong man who has been in the holy rank for many years; as for Bran The skinny old man on the right is Morton Leiling, the head of No.13 Silver City's third family; and the last one, sitting opposite Brandon, is the grizzled old man named Jiang Xiao NO.13 The head of the fourth Yincheng family is over 13 years old this year and has not yet stepped into the holy rank.

After hearing the news, Brandon took a sip from his wine glass and said, "It's useless for the little girl to come back. As far as I know, she hasn't stepped into the holy rank yet. As long as she doesn't get the support of our four major families, she Don’t even think about entering the Temple of Prayer for Rain.” According to the rules of the Diocese of Notre Dame, if the successor designated by the previous priest has a local support rate lower than 60.00%, her rights will be revoked, and the Temple of Prayer for the Moon will dispatch another Sacrifice.

"Old Peter, we must not allow her to become the next generation's rain priest. This little girl has always been arrogant. She is ruthless and ruthless in her actions. If she is allowed to take over, we will have a hard time in the future." Colin from the second family said bitterly.Two years ago, when his great-great-grandson was studying at the Central Silver City Military Academy, he accidentally provoked Mu Yulinglan, but she was plotted to murder him, and he directly broke his spine.He is still lying on the hospital bed and cannot take care of himself.

"I agree. If she takes power, she will definitely support the eight major families to jointly govern, thereby reducing our influence." Morton echoed. NO.13 There have always been eight nobles in Yincheng, but the fifth to eighth families are gradually declining and have been excluded from the decision-making circle by them.However, if they get the support of the Temple of Prayer for Rain, they might be revived and return to the No.13 Council of Silver City.

"En." Jiang Xiao nodded, but didn't say anything.The Jiang family originated from the Far East and has been doing business for generations.Compared with the other three Northern Wilderness aborigines, the relationship between them is not so close.In addition, the head of the family, Jiang Xiao, only has the strength of a fifth-level psyker, so most of the time, the Jiang family maintains a low-key and neutral attitude. This is why the Jiang family can still be the NO. The reason why it is one of the four major decision-making families in the city.

"Unless..." Brandon looked around and said, "She must hand over that thing and show enough sincerity to surrender to us."

"That thing..." Morton hesitated, "Does it really exist? Over the years, I have never seen the rain priest take it out."

"I once heard from the elders in my family that there should be no mistakes." Brandon said.

"Hmm..." Colin nodded thoughtfully, expressing his agreement.

While the four Patriarchs were discussing the matter, Mu Yu Linglan brought Mu Yuqin Xin, Eugene Lombard and 24 iron guards armed to the teeth to the Temple of Prayer for Rain.

She looked straight at the towering entrance, stepped on the steps in front of the temple, walked straight all the way, and was about to enter the temple, but was stopped by a guard in red.

"Please identify yourself..."

"Crack!" As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Mu Yu Linglan's palm sent him flying.In an instant, the red-clothed guard spit blood and teeth flew more than ten meters away, rolled on the ground a few more times, and then stopped.For a while, I fell to the ground and didn't know whether to live or die.The reason why she is so strong is to warn those who are about to make a move, so that they should not rush to express their position.Otherwise, if she succeeds in becoming the master, she will mercilessly carry out internal cleaning.

After passing through the gate, when she walked into the dimly lit temple and stared at the familiar statue of the Rain God, scenes from her childhood flooded her mind.Suddenly, she seemed to see her young self, kneeling in front of the statue and praying carefully, and behind her was that kind old woman...

Going around the statue, walking through the small arched door at the back, and passing through a stone passage, she and her sister came to a hut.Gently pushing open the door, I saw several candle lamps lit in the hut, a peaceful and peaceful scene.It's just that there is a smell of disinfectant in the air, which makes people feel tense.Standing at the door and looking in, in the flickering firelight, an old woman was lying on a small bed, covered with transparent hoses.

The two sisters immediately slowed down their steps, quietly came to the bed, and silently watched the old woman who raised them.At this moment, her eye sockets have sunk deeply, and when the lamp is exhausted...

The slightly flickering candlelight reflected the kind and calm face of the adoptive mother, and heartache, reluctance, longing, helplessness, and pity came to my heart one after another, which made it hard for me.

Time flowed quietly, and after an unknown amount of time, Priest Qi Yu woke up leisurely.When she saw the two daughters standing in front of the bed, her dull eyes lit up.

"Mother, we are back..." Mu Yu Linglan called softly.

"It's good to be back... It's good to be back..." The old woman nodded her head gently and said weakly.At this time, the two sisters were about to step forward, but they were stopped by her eyes.Afterwards, she struggled to lift the quilt, took out a long sword wrapped in rags from her side, handed it to her eldest daughter, and talked about a dusty past...

"This sword...is a relic of a friend from back then...he sent someone to Nancheng...begging me to help him...send the remains of his comrades...to the end of the world...he is a holy wolf guardian Those who died... also died in that cruel war... This sword... is the only thing he left to me... It also symbolizes... the friendship between the survivors in the north and our Temple of Prayer for Rain ..."

"I have never used it in my life... because every time I see it... I think of him... I can't help the pain of missing him...Today... I am going to see him... He once said ...he'll be waiting for me in heaven..."

"Now...I will pass it on to you...please remember...it represents friendship...not killing..."

As if returning to the light, the old woman suddenly struggled to sit up, and untied the cloth strips wrapped around the sword body one by one.In the dim hut, the silver light flickered suddenly, and the sharp edge of the sword reflected white on the wall.Looking carefully, it is a gorgeous and delicate silver sword, the hilt is inlaid with red, yellow and blue gemstones, emitting a faint gleam.

"It's called the Elegy of the Sky. It is one of the three artifacts made by the northern survivors using the power core of the Eden. It is also the most powerful one, representing the power to tear apart the sky."

"Please make good use of it..." After handing the sword to Mu Yulinglan, the old woman lay down again.As if she was tired, she didn't speak any more, just looked at the ceiling quietly.

After a long time, the old woman turned her head, stared at the two daughters, and called softly: "Ling Lan... Qin Xin..."

"Mom..." The two sisters responded in unison.

"You have to live a good life...sisters must be humble...love each other...please remember...lily of the valley represents happiness...the heart of the piano represents happiness...mom wishes you...happy forever...happy forever...happiness ...Happy...Happy...Happy..." The old woman repeated, her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally calmed down...

Her love is like her whole life, as quiet as a lake, as long as a stream, as solemn as a mountain, and as warm as a furnace.

When they recovered from their daze and finally realized that their loved ones had left forever, their feet went limp and they threw themselves on the edge of the bed, sobbing softly...

There is nothing worse than this in the world's most painful experience and the most painful pain.

In the early morning of the next day, the two sisters, whose eyes were red from crying, called the nuns over and asked them to say goodbye to the priest one by one.At the end, they took another look at their mother, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, and covered her with a white sheet.Next, they called all the nuns and staff and arranged the follow-up matters.

Prayer, encoffining, vigil, welcoming spirits...

During the funeral, the nobles, forces, city officials, and civil organizations of NO.13 Yincheng sent people to the temple to mourn the old lady who had guarded them for many years.At the same time, NO.13 Yincheng lowered its flag at half-mast, and the whole city mourned together.

When the news of the fall of the praying rain sacrifice spread to Tieshan Town, scavengers, homeless people, small vendors, and townspeople also sat in silent mourning. After all, everyone had eaten her cheese bread and received a little favor .Although there are not many, but in this dark and bleak world, it is like a ray of flame, which makes people feel warm.

At this moment, at a corner of Tieshan Town Main Street, a little boy was crying softly, and behind him, an old man who was blind in one eye was caressing his back and sighing softly.

"Oh...cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, it's worthless!"

"Wuuuuuuuuu...the priest who prayed for the rain is dead, we...do we still have cheese bread this year?" the little boy asked while sobbing.

"There should be..." the old man guessed, but the little boy cried even harder.

"Woooooo...you said it should...then there is no..." "Maybe there is?" "I want to eat cheese bread, and I want the blessing of the rain god." The scourge lives for a thousand years."

"I really hope that the rain priest can live forever, so that we can always have cheese bread." The little boy said suddenly.

"She is still alive, she has gone to heaven, there must be many old friends waiting for her." The old man said.

"What are you waiting for her? Do they want cheese bread too?" the little boy asked curiously.

"The cheese bread in heaven is free to eat, they don't need it." The old man explained.

"Then why are they waiting for her?" the little boy asked.

"Maybe..." The old man smiled wretchedly, and said, "They want to eat something else." Before he knew it, the old man wanted to go wrong...

(End of this chapter)