How To Wear a Goddess Statue

    By the lake, the tall and thin man stepped forward, twisted the hidden balm with his fingers, and became confident.

    This balm was given to him by his father, and the man was not at ease.

    In other words, the results of this assessment have been determined, and the final winner must be him!

    Facing the lake, the man couldn't help showing a complacent smile, then withdrew his expression and began to recite poems praising the gods.

    Blue herons raised their slender long necks and twisted left and right, as if they were looking for something. At first, they were only the group near the lake, but they soon connected to the blue herons near the center of the lake. There is movement.

    When the man saw this, his voice became louder, as if to attract more blue heron's attention and cover up his guilty conscience.

    After a while, these beautiful and highly symbolic birds finally found their way, or flapped their wings or moved their long legs towards the shore.

    A few of them began to dance, most of them were just approaching, without the intention of dancing with the singing, but this is not important, as long as enough blue herons are attracted, it is enough to prove his grades.

    The man kept chanting, but the corners of his mouth turned up inadvertently.

    The onlookers whispered in amazement, Horst and the man's father looked at each other, knowing nothing.

    Behind Eleuil, Luo Das quietly stuck out half of his face, and his blue chalcedony eyes looked at the blue heron leader in the lake.

    The moment their eyes met, this most tall and beautiful water bird lit up, spread its wings, and was about to start dancing - fortunately, it was stopped in time by the gods.

    Luodus turned his gaze to the tall and thin man, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

    The leader of the blue heron thought for two seconds with his not-so-smart brain, and realized it.

    The next moment, the flock of birds began to rise.

    As a sacred animal symbolizing the goddess of the Ilu River in the Solan belief, the blue heron has always been synonymous with elegance, gentleness and friendliness, but at this time it is fierce like a domestic goose, opening its long mouth to men nagging.

    Don't look at the blue heron as a water bird, its fighting power is not weak at all.

    When necessary, their beaks can pierce even crocodile skin.

    The sharp beaks pecked down mercilessly, and the man suffered from this sudden change and could no longer read, and screamed repeatedly: "Come on! Help—"

    His powerful father was stunned for a while, and said anxiously: "Guard, where is the guard? Why don't you go and save people!"

    After a rush, the lanky man was rescued from under the bird's beak. The doctor who came after hearing the news shook his head to treat his wound, and sighed that Lan Heron didn't die.

    The dignitaries turned around beside their son and asked with gritted teeth, "What's wrong with these birds, they are so good, they actually bite people?"

    High Priest Seg said quietly, "Your Excellency, speak with caution."

    The dignitaries remembered the symbolism of the blue heron, their faces turned blue, and they stopped talking.

    The High Priest of the River did not like him to be deaf and mute, and continued: "Blue herons are the messengers of the goddess, ahem... I wonder why they react so strongly to your son. Your Excellency, you Don't you find it strange?"

    The dignitary took a deep breath and said dryly: "My son has not been very attracted to animals since he was a child, and there is nothing he can do."

    He wants to take the initiative to expose the matter.

    The High Priest laughed contemptuously and did not answer.

    The unexpected situation of the son of the powerful did not delay the selection of the next two candidates.

    The fourth young woman was affected, looking at the blue heron with a little fear, and her voice trembling when singing hymns.

    Nevertheless, a few blue herons came leisurely and danced in front of her. When the woman's chanting ended, even though she had already seen that there was no hope of winning, she still showed a relaxed smile to the flock of birds, and she was not afraid at all.

    Ria is the last one.

      blue heron heard.

     But when she spoke, all the doubts vanished.

    The singing voice is like a nightingale in the forest. It seems inaccurate to describe it as loud and clear. Bystanders prefer to use the word "bright".

    Clear, tactful, firm.

    Anyone can hear the sincere belief in it, and blue herons are no exception, they gather on the shore and dance to the rhythm of poetry.

    The leader of the blue heron was unmoved, and was still looking around, looking for the figure of the god.

    Lotus stood behind Eleuil and was firmly blocked.

    The princess smiled softly at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "I thought you would perform a miracle for her."

    Riyadh came last.

    If Luo Das stood upright when she appeared, the blue herons in the whole lake and even the fish in the lake might be attracted, such a scene can be called a miracle , Ruiya's victory will also be no suspense

    Luodus was stunned, but did not respond immediately.

    Eliu Er's golden eyes drooped slightly, the dark eyelashes cast a shadow on the bottom of the eyes, and the tone became more and more gentle: "You really think so?"

    "No. Ruiya can win the approval of the blue heron by herself, and she doesn't need so-called miracles."

    Eleuil said meaninglessly: "Really..."

    She pursed her lips as she remembered the blue heron holding flowers.

    "It's not like that." As if she knew what she was thinking, Luodus sighed softly, "The 'miracle' I showed for you is not just because you need it, but more importantly I want to do it."

    Even if there is no blue heron to send snow tea, and no giant fish to perform in groups, the princess can still get everything in her own way.

    Lotus is sure of this.

    Eleuil was silent for a moment, then smiled: "I understand."

    In the sound of devout chanting, the blue heron raised its neck and made a low chirping, as if adding a background harmony.

    The princess looked at these elegant creatures with a look of nostalgia.

    "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Miss Messenger for a long time."

    Luodus: "… um."

    "I don't know how he is doing. Luodus, is Miss Messenger still in the kingdom of God delivering messages for you?"

     "Yes. She is my loyal messenger." Luo Das boasted against himself.

    At this moment, Ruiya's chanting came to an end.

    The group of blue herons seemed to understand when the poem would end, and with the lowering of the voice, the dance came to an end.

    Rui Ya stood in a trance for a moment before saluting to the blue heron, then turned around and saluted the audience.

    She looked up and smiled shyly.

    The temple is not a suitable place to applaud, so there is no applause, but most people look at Rhea clearly approving.

    The results of the assessment are clear at a glance. Blue Heron gave her the most enthusiastic response, so Ruiya is the final winner.

    In the future, she will study with the current high priest until Seg dies of illness, and will take the throne logically and become the leader of the river goddess priest faction.

    Horst, who was supposed to announce the final result, had a serious expression and said nothing.

    The staff around him looked at Wang's eyes, made full psychological preparation, and stood up and said: "The assessment is over, as you can see, we have two evenly matched candidates. people."

    Everyone was suddenly quiet.

    Two? Where are the two from?

    The staff laughed dryly: "Barron, Ruiya. These two young men are favored by the blue herons, maybe Goddess Luodus means that she can't choose between the two, It has to be left to the people of the secular world to decide."

    Lotus: "…"

    —The Favor.

    This kind of remark sounds absurd at first, Barron - that is, the son of a powerful man who was pecked by a blue heron, until now the wound has not been completely treated, how can he be regarded as a goddess sure?

    However, traditionally, Barron did bring nearly the entire lake of blue herons close to him, and although there were fewer dancing blue herons, the number was more than enough to make up for it.

    As for the blue heron's attack... There has never been a case of blue heron attacking a candidate in groups in the history of the kingdom, and the person who made the assessment rules probably didn't think about it.

    Horst didn't make a statement, just watched everyone's reaction.

    Among the people present, not many adhere to the tradition. Many people cast doubts and disapproval at the powerful man, apparently thinking that this is all his plan.

    Someone whispered: "No need, really no need, Barron is hurt like this-"

    The rich and powerful can't tell, they can only use the corner of the eye to look at Horst.

    Eleuil folded her arms and said leisurely, "I have a suggestion."

    "What did His Highness say?"

    "Since Your Excellency thinks that the two of them are evenly matched, let's add a pair of assessments." The queen raised her eyes and glanced at the frightened Barron, "By the The messenger of the goddess Luodus continues to act as a judge, and then we can see whether the goddess favors him to become a high priest, or to send his soul to the kingdom of God."

    The powerful expression became more and more nervous.

    Barron, who was being bandaged, was also shocked. The memory of being attacked by the blue heron would be engraved in his mind for the rest of his life, and he never wanted to experience it again.

    What's more, these blue herons can really peck people to death!

    For a time, no one spoke by the lake, only the blue herons murmured one after another.

    There is also a small blue heron who is obviously immature and curiously approached, wanting to see what riddles this group of humans are playing, and whether there is anything to eat for it.

    As soon as the leader of the blue heron kicked his legs, he pulled his young kin behind him, and his round black pea-eyed eyes were still searching for traces of the gods.

    What was there before, how did it disappear after conveying the will?

    After a while, Horst shook his head and said, "Listen to what you said, this is too rigid and unfair."

    This rebuke, neither light nor heavy, was addressed to the staff.

    The aide immediately bowed his head: "I didn't think it through, Your Majesty."

    Horst faced the crowd and announced loudly: "The next High Priest of the River Goddess is here. Welcome to Acht, Rhea."

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    Riya: Good.

    Then quickly walked to the Queen's camp, looked at Luodus and said, "Sir God!", and said flatly to the Queen: "Thank you, Your Highness."

    Sorry Horst: "…"

    Eleuil, who doesn't know if it should be bad or not: "…"