Doctor's escape plan

Chapter 63 Makeup

The doctor's physical strength is actually pretty good. Anyway, he was a character who could go to various battlefields before. He has avoided more explosion scenes than he has seen in movies.

Even though he and Warfarin did some stupid things in December, he has managed to recover a little in the past few months, at least to the level of a normal adult man, and of course it is still much worse than before.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly warmed his stiff hands. The Heavenly Road in the Snow Mountain really deserved its reputation, and it did not disgrace the title of Heavenly Road at all.

Normally, there is no need to climb this celestial road, not to mention the danger factor of this road itself, but the symbolic meaning it symbolizes is enough to keep pilgrims out of the door.

This is the celestial road that only saintess candidates in the past generations are qualified to climb. Under its never-melting snow layer, there are countless corpses of young girls, but this road blooms all year round.

"They probably went up there in the afternoon." After finding a slightly flat rock, the doctor sat down directly. He was really tired, and this road was steep enough for the local snow mountain people. , It's really hard for an ordinary person like him.

Over there is the avenue that has just been repaired in recent years. It circles all the way up and can even allow dozens of people to walk side by side. It is also repaired by the Hill Ash family in recent years for the safety of their saintess.

The wind was a bit strong, and the doctor's lips were a little chapped. He bent over with difficulty to get the water bottle in the bag. This water bottle was stuffed by Wendy for himself, saying that it has a large capacity and strong heat preservation.

But Dao is really thanks to this little girl, without her black technology, I really can't drink warm water at this time, the doctor picked the little white flowers on the side of the road, it is rare that there are such cute flowers in this place, this is also Is the snow mountain romantic?

The petals are very beautiful, the kind of petals that are too wide, but at the end there are beautiful tidbits. The doctor raised the flower above his head, and the sun shines through the petals and casts beautiful snowflake-shaped hexagonal shadows on the ground.

Thinking she would like it, the doctor laughed and put the flowers in his pocket.

I patted myself on the cheek again, I can't stop here, today is not the same as before, if I don't reach the summit on time, the girl will cry.

The doctor picked up the mountaineering bag, hunched his back and continued to climb up with hands and feet.

On his distant avenue, where the flags fluttered against the sky of half of Kjerag.

The avenue decorated with colorful flags looks like a dragon made of flowers hovering in the snow-capped mountains, and the avenue with small flowers on the side of the road is faintly visible.

It was even more so when viewed from the saint's room. After a simple lunch, Chuxue returned to the room, lying on the window sill, looking at the sky and the people coming and going from all directions.

"There are so many people." Chuxue murmured, shaking the bell unconsciously in her hand. It was a gift she gave to someone, but she wanted it back.

After taking it, I feel a little regretful now, I didn't leave any gift for him, I didn't even keep anything with him, I think I will soon forget myself.

"They all came from all over Terra to pay their respects to you. The snow mountain has not been so lively for a long time." The maid behind her bowed slightly. Master Chuxue's mental state has been a little low these days, and in their opinion, it may be a souvenir Mortal reasons.

"Look at me?" Chuxue shook her head, "I don't have that much face."

"How can you say that, Mr. Chuxue, your reputation is spread throughout Kjerag, and you are a famous figure even outside." The maid smiled, and sat by the window with the saint, "Look, that It should be Kasimir's Grand Knight Commander, who came to take up his position so early? It seems that he really attaches great importance to this holy scripture."

"If I'm not mistaken, the one over there is the Duke of Ursas. If there is only one Duke named Ursas left, is he even sent by Emperor Ursas? It's really not a small amount. "The maid pointed out the identities of these people under the window to the ignorant saint. The arrival of so many big figures can be said to have given Chuxue a lot of face, and I hope that Chuxue will not be stage frighted when the time comes.

Chuxue herself didn't feel much. She really didn't know many of these people in front of the temple hall, but the country and organization they belonged to Chuxue had beat up a lot.

Chuxue recalled the scene where the doctor asked her to pick up the bell to hit people, what, how could her own bell be used to hit people, although in the end she still lifted it up and smashed it down viciously.

Seeing the lady saint relaxing slowly, the maid felt relieved, and accompanied her to watch the scenery outside the window, check the time, and it was time to take a bath and change clothes.

"My lord, it's time to start preparing." The maid stood up and bowed slightly.

Chuxue nodded, it seemed that no one planned to make trouble before the start of the scriptures, and they were all waiting to see her performance at [-]:[-].

Chuxue stopped talking.

The clothes of the prepared angels are complicated and elegant, only white and black, the white symbolizes the snow on the mountains, and the black is the mountains covered by the snow.

Bathing, dressing, fragrance, and then using the oldest technique to dry the hair, the girl's slim figure is hidden in the mist, and the women serving in the mist are in a hurry.

First, the lining was dyed white by the mountains, covered with a black lining, and finally a long-sleeved white robe. The maid took off the whitest skirt in the hall, and gently tied it around Chuxue's waist.

Then put on makeup, first smear the blue of the blue bird on the corners of the eyes, and then paint the halo of red gravel, the girl in the mirror glows little by little, but her eyes are slightly closed.

Chuxue closed her eyes, and the maids put the three-meter-long white gauze over her head.

The bustle just started outside, thinking it was finally time, Chuxue chanted the same divine prayer as the presider in her heart, and closed her eyes.

770 Seven drums rang and Chuxue got up from the statue in front of the main hall, and walked in front of the crowd in small steps.

The sun was about to set, and she looked at the crowd in front of her with half-closed eyes.

Ursas, Casimir, Black Steel International.

The host beside her, Hong Liang, prayed loudly, and she quietly looked at the crowd in front of her.

The hall in front of the temple was spacious enough to hold a thousand people. The black and white snow-capped residents were on one side, and the people from all parts of Terra who were watching the ceremony were on the other side. They came along the avenue and watched the ceremony in front of her.

Mudstone, Huang, Thorn, Silver Ash, Encia, and even Warfarin are here, it's really hard for her, a house girl.

The three-meter-long gauze was draped over her head and spun lightly behind her. Chuxue pursed her smile, happy to see these loved ones at the end.

The one I love the most is not here.

What a pity.

Chapter 64 That's Good

The quiet snow mountain finally became lively, and it turned out that someone wanted to call back the gods.

People looked at the saint beside the host and marveled at the supreme beauty of this saint. Only such a beautiful woman can receive God's grace.

The host's internal strength is profound, and he spread his voice far away, so that everyone could hear clearly.

However, not everyone can understand the pure ancient snow-capped language. They are obstinate in articulating words, and it is difficult for people who are not theologians or language masters who have studied this way deeply to understand.

But it doesn't matter, the scene in front of me is too amazing, enough to make up for the language regret.No, maybe it would be better not to understand, those obscure words resounded through the world, as if calling for some kind of mystery.

The sky is extremely blue, the hall is extremely white, and the saint's veil is extremely long.

The presiding officer recited the prayer, and saw that he looked excited and emotional, and he spoke with a sonorous and powerful posture. He looked quite old, but at this moment he looked like a man in his prime.

The square in front of the main hall was silent, and people listened to the prayer quietly. Only the smoke curled up from both sides of the main hall. Everyone was absorbed by this religious ceremony, praying devoutly to the little saint in their hearts.

"The 770th flower on Tiantian Road has withered, and there is no more noble thing in the world. The supreme saint came to the mid-air, knelt down and received the mighty power of God."

"At this point, God has come to the world." The presiding officer knelt down, put his hands over his head, and begged the saint for permission.

Chuxue raised her sleeve and brushed the host's hands, and the host knelt and retreated step by step.

The entire snow-capped mountain fell silent, only the white saint standing on top of the hall.

Everyone held their breath, the ceremony came to the last and most important moment.

"When the 770th star in the sky lights up, when I brush past the 770th believer, I will be forgiven by this snow mountain, and I will also forgive your suffering." Chuxue walked down the steps step by step, from the leftmost priest People start walking.

The crowd knelt down and let the saint's sleeves brush their shoulders. All the people whose shoulders were brushed lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the saint's appearance. disrespectful.

Every time a person brushes past, 770 seven pieces of glutinous rice paper will be handed over to that person. Chuxue looked at the snow-capped people half-kneeling in front of her like a tide. She had indeed had such a dream.

The girl naturally had a dream that everyone admired, but not in this way, but what's the difference? As a saint, she is undoubtedly the best destination right now.

She suddenly felt peace and joy in her heart, as if she had really become the saint who had no desires or desires.

Most of the people who passed by the snow-capped mountains, and those who came to watch the ceremony from all over Terra, lost their minds under the atmosphere and scene in front of them, and all of them knelt down to pay homage to the supreme saint.

But there are still people who are not kneeling, and some people are crying, crying heartbreakingly, and crying is extremely uncomfortable.

It's Encia, the corners of Chuxue's mouth curled up under the long veil, she's still crying at this age, she can't cry so hard in the future, my sister can't sneak down the mountain to coax you.

"Enya, Enya, Enya." Encia murmured, but there were a few people present who knew who Enya was. God's grace.

Why should those who accept God care about the human world, it is just an indifferent fetter for a moment.

When they reached the place where Rhodes Island and the others were standing, Yinhui looked at her and did not kneel down.

The whole of Rhodes Island did not kneel down, only Encia was crying there.

But it doesn't matter, after all, there are very few people in Rhodes Island. Xueshan will not care about the disrespect of such people. He has His magnanimity, and if they don't kneel, someone will kneel anyway. It has no effect on the ceremony of the First Snow Maiden.

Chuxue saw Encia's eyes swollen from crying, and she was held in Huang's arms. Huang would be a person who took good care of her younger sister, please.

Enxiodis, you are here too, why do you keep your head down and refuse to look at me?Didn't you watch me go to heaven with your own eyes?Why don't you look at me.

But it doesn't matter, these are in the past, and you are not important anymore.

Chuxue continued to walk past the crowd without any waves, without any ups and downs, but the stars in the sky lit up bit by bit.

"Number 770 and seven." Chu Xue murmured silently in her heart, and slowly turned and walked back to her steps.

"I have pardoned the seven people of 770. I am your well-deserved saint. Please allow me to answer your questions. I will finally prove my qualifications." Chuxue spoke softly, not loudly, but she could still hear clearly.

People loosen the glutinous rice paper in their hands, and the moment when the glutinous rice paper is completely swept away by the wind is the moment when God comes to the world.

"Yes, I will dedicate the rest of my life." Chuxue looked at the starry sky that began to darken at seventeen o'clock.

Some stars start to tremble.

"Yes, I will accept the duties you have given me." Chuxue watched the stars shake.

770 seven people and their 770 seven pieces of glutinous rice paper flew up, rolling up the endless blue sky.

"Yes, I will bear the suffering with my eyes." The night rose before Chuxue's eyes, and the sky intertwined into a halo of blue and dark blue.

The people present heard the unknown chanting sound, which seemed to come from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Everyone's eyes widened, it was a real miracle!This is the coming of God.

"Yes, I will hold their tears with my hands." Chuxue watched the last touch of blue light up in the sky, and stars began to fall in the mountains.

It turned out to be true, even Chuxue herself couldn't help admiring it, she had no other thoughts at all.

"Yes, I will measure the misery of the world with my feet." Chuxue recited softly, and her body was slowly lifted up.

People are half surprised, half devout, it turns out that there really is a god in the world.

Everyone no longer doubts, offering devotion to God and His saintess.

"Yes, the world has recognized me." Chuxue closed her eyes, no longer sad or happy.

The glutinous rice paper flew away, and the sky was completely dark. People stood up and watched the stars in the sky lift up the saint.

But someone disagreed. A voice sounded from the very side of the hall, as if it came from the foot of the mountain. His voice was tired and determined, and his language was extremely vulgar.

"It's a fart!"

He stood up from the ground next to the main hall, and smiled at the Holy Maiden.

The starlight was silent, and then lit up crazily, as if roaring at this blasphemy. He returned to the world after tens of thousands of years, and someone dared to be arrogant in front of him!

The stars gathered together, the mountains were ferocious, and they frantically killed this man.

The second sun is lit, and the day is separated from the light between heaven and earth.

The whole continent was separated by light and night, and a white-haired woman in black robe stood between them, holding a sword in her hand and muttering softly.

"This is winter polyester."

The starry night sky is even more furious, and the whole night is tilted, and He wants to strangle these humble ticks.

A giant sword as huge as a mountain came from the sky, smashing the starlight with flames.

The giant as high as a mountain came from the foot of the mountain, holding the red-haired woman in red, her smile was wild, and her words were simple.

"roll!"

Yin Hui also laughed, drew out his sword, and stopped those who were rushing towards the doctor.

The doctor looked at the girl who lost the starlight and fell in mid-air, and caught her precisely in her extremely long skirt.

The doctor took out the little flower from his pocket and put it on the girl's ear.

"That's what looks good."

Chapter 65 Kiss When Starlight Falls

She sees her own sun.

When I was young, I climbed the rock-climbing road. The journey was long and dangerous, and I fell or died at every turn.As someone who has walked that road, she naturally knows the danger it represents, and understands the meaning it represents.

You go on a deadly journey to meet someone who is far away.

She was always sad these days, sometimes melancholy, and irritable, and in the evening she lingered under the shadows which the pillars of the temple cast upon the marble in the evening.

The hall is long, with the sound of prayers. She rings the bell around the statue and the incense table, bypassing the crowd who kneel down to her. She occasionally strolls in the square in front of the hall, hoping to feed a hungry pigeon.

Where do the pigeons come from on the top of the snow mountain? The wind is strong.

I will put the cups of drinking water by the window, wasting their beautiful shadows in the sunset, I will rush through the long veil over and over again, imagining the touch when you look at me, I will shake the bell The scriptures are praying, but you are knocking on the door in the depths of your unknown heart.

You gently knocked on the door, and I secretly opened the door, only dare to call your name in this invisible corner of my heart.