I Like This Dream!

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The renovated residential houses are far inferior to the divine favored rooms in the seminary. Fortunately, they are clean and comfortable, giving them a bit more of a sense of life. Anxu and Lydia settled down together, and the big bell on the bell tower rang nine times.

An Xu climbed into bed early and began to meditate. Without evening prayers, in this world where the only means of going out at night are lanterns and the moon, and the only entertainment at night is sex, there is nothing to do at nine o'clock in the evening. It can be seen that staying away from computers and mobile phones is a huge help in becoming a top student.

This time he fell into meditation faster than ever before. Anxu felt like an octopus being poured out of a small box, with countless whiskers stretching out comfortably. She still felt a dull mental pain - this felt very strange, where was the mental pain? An Xu still felt no pain in his body, no pain in his head, and no pain in his brain. He only felt that his "inside" seemed to have been severely stretched by invisible hands, and was filled with a sharp feeling that was close to pain.

"Soul traumatization", this word came to her imaginative mind, and she thought it was very appropriate. It was an amazing experience.

Her soul was like a wounded bird, unable to fly for long. However, the cage that imprisoned the birds has been destroyed after all. The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly. Even with wounds, the feeling now is thousands of times better than before.

free.

The inner world has taken on a new look, and it is no longer possible to use specific metaphors of the night sky and the ocean. An Xu saw a golden moon, wrapped with dazzling lightning. The sea water merged into the sky, and the golden thread solidified into a full moon. She could no longer feel the boundaries, only the endless universe. The distance between the outside world and himself was unprecedentedly thin and clear, and An Xu suddenly had a premonition——

This world can be perceived, this universe can be explored, and this space can be mastered. She could dominate it all, no, she could be it all.

That was the realization that the young god had when he looked down at the earth.

This mysterious and mysterious moment only lasted for a short moment. An Xu fell back into his body, gasping for air and feeling indescribable discomfort. She felt like she had drank dozens of cups of coffee and stayed up for several nights, and her whole body was drained. She fell limply onto the bed, feeling cold all over and feeling sick as if she was motion sick. What's wrong? Before she could figure out the reason, the door was opened.

Lidia hurried over, lifted Anxu up from the quilt, who was lying face down, and placed a hand on the back of her heart. An Xu felt a warm current seeping into his back, and the strong feeling of exhaustion finally subsided a little.

"Thank you." She muttered, "Thanks for coming in. I thought I was going to throw up on the bed just now."

"I hear your voice," Lydia said briefly.

"Are you still awake?"

An Xu leaned softly against the girl and felt that the hand holding her was very warm. He couldn't help but run out of words and wanted to keep his hand for a little longer. She felt that she was like a young hero who had gone crazy and was taught his skills by an expert, while the stern and unsmiling Lydia must be an old-timer like a child in Tianshan.

No matter how she imagined it, Lydia had already retracted her hand. "Vespers," she said shortly, bowed and left. An Xu quickly grabbed her and held her back shamelessly.

"What should I do if I get sick again later? Just stay!" An Xu said, accepting the frail setting without hesitation. Why not get the benefits? "Lidya lives with me just to take care of her. me?"

Lydia stared at her with green eyes for a while, then nodded sternly.

Anxu let go of his hand, and Lidia immediately knelt on the ground.

"Why are you kneeling down?" An Xu was startled, not knowing what signal he had sent that would be misunderstood by the other party.

"I'm here to accompany you." Lydia said matter-of-factly.

"Do you sleep like this in the next room?"

"I am an ascetic."

"I know an ascetic monk, but I haven't seen her sleeping on her knees at night!" An Xuqi said.

"I am an ascetic in a monastery."

Anxu recalled that there seemed to be such a group of priests in the records. Unlike the priests and saints in major monasteries and churches who often interact with people (yes, even though they are dressed as white ghosts, saints still have to enter the world), members of the monastery rarely show their faces in the world. They live in the deep mountains and old forests and practice hard every day. It is said that they are the most loyal guards of the Holy See. Compared with them, other ascetic monks affiliated to various monasteries can only be said to be wild.

"The monastery is more troublesome than the seminary," An Xu smacked his tongue, "Does it have as many rules as the saints?"

"Only beta."

"What? Only beta ascetic monks have so many rules?" An Xu added, "It's really strange, who did beta offend again?"

"There are only betas in the monastery," Lydia said.

"Only betas?" An Xu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Only betas are recruited? Don't you recruit ungendered children there? How old are you? How long ago were the genders differentiated? Are you only in the ascetic monastery? Stayed for a year or two?”

Lidia frowned and looked at An Xu for a while, as if she couldn't digest this long list of questions. "I have been in the monastery since I was a child." She relaxed her brows and said slowly, "Divided a year ago. 11 years old. Recruitment. Only beta."

An Xu thought it was funny how she answered one by one with her fingers, but his attention was quickly attracted by the content of her answers. "Recruiting children, but there are only betas in the monastery?" She caught the key point at once, "Where are the people who differentiated into alphas and omegas?"

Lydia shook her head.

There is a kind of horror story, the words are not bloody, the description is not disgusting, but there is just one missing piece. For example: "School A, which is an all-boarding school, is strict. All students are looking forward to graduating or being dropped out, but no one has ever seen graduates or dropouts from this school." "The poor village A is said to have magical herbs. "A group of people walked at night. Halfway through, the leader counted one person missing. He felt scared. After walking for a while, he counted the number of people again. That's right"... It doesn't sound scary at first, but once you put it in your mind, the whole back of your head starts to feel cold.

The scariest brain teaser ever.

An Xu smiled dryly and thought it would be better not to scare himself into running in the direction of his nightmare. The key to controlling dreams is to have confidence. If you think the footsteps behind you come from a monster, well, don't sleep tonight, just run away. If you have an open mind and think that the rhythm behind you is a bit like square dancing, you will definitely see a group of aunts twisting and dancing there when you turn around.

So, don’t be timid, just do it.

"I know a saint who is about your age. She likes to listen to me tell stories." Anxu began to seize the initiative of the topic (without any connection with the context), "Do you like to listen to stories? The saint and the ascetic monk You're usually bored, right? Do you want me to tell you a story?"

Lydia's expression had returned to expressionless, and her sinister green eyes were looking at her quietly.

Lydia, who is the same age as Esther, is completely different from the former. If we use animal metaphors, Esther is like a fluffy little rabbit. Her nose is up and down, her mouth is chirping, and she looks at you stupidly, making you laugh. Full of a sense of achievement in teaching - An Xu is a typical example. She was so smug when she was looked at by the adoring eyes of the little white rabbit. She accidentally talked about the train, causing the once silly Baitian to develop into a mysterious person. The Holy One. As for Lydia, she is a bit like a cat...an eagle. She looks straight at you with her big eyes, making you feel like a fool no matter what you say.

"Where are you from?" An Xu paused for half a second and changed the topic without any embarrassment.

"Monastery."

"What about before that? Born in the monastery? Can people in the monastery get married and have children?"

"Not before..." Lydia hesitated, frowned, and shook her head, "No, I am an orphan and was raised in a monastery. I cannot get married."

"What do people in the monastery usually do? Do you go to school? Speaking of which, there are only people around your age in the monastery, or are there people of all ages? Do you wear the Lock of Divine Punishment? I haven't seen you wearing it. "An Xu didn't mind short answers and gradually found the joy of asking Lidya questions.

"Hard training, literacy, everything. Dai, take it down for superpower training. I came here to take it off for easier treatment." As expected, Lydia struggled to keep up with her.

"Are there various age groups? How young can the youngest be? How old is the oldest? What is the content of the ascetic training? Are there no other classes besides reading? No classes for those who have finished reading? The white of the Ascetic Academy To support you?"

Lidia wanted to answer midway, but An Xu asked a bunch of questions in one go, without giving her a chance to interrupt. The expressionless beta frowned again, as if he was thinking hard, his mouth moved, and he stopped talking.

She looked a little irritated.

An Xu smiled narrowly and patted her shoulder familiarly. "You finally look younger than me now!" She smiled. "If you can't keep up, you can ask me! Come and read to me 'Lovely and amazing Sister An. Little Lidya didn't hear clearly just now. Please tell me again.' Can I say it again?'"

Lydia blinked and looked at her in confusion.

"I noticed that you're not very good at talking. You don't talk much at all, right?" An Xu said with a serious look on his face.

[We usually talk like this. ] Lydia spoke the universal sign language of the priests.

"What's the use of sign language? You came out with me now. You won't go back right away, right? There are no priests around here, right? Don't tell me about the abbot. Do you want him to be your interpreter? Don't you Do you want me to be your translator? Aren't you here to take care of me?" An Xu said in a persuasive manner, "If you don't speak, you will forget how to say it after a long time, and you will become mute! If you become mute, you Will you not be able to achieve your goal? Someone will be disappointed with you, right?"

An Xu is not stupid. Although she regards everything as a formality, she uses her keen (game) intuition and years of (tasking) experience to sense that the general and the abbot have conflicts that are not personal grudges, and they are both facing each other. She showed kindness. The king's general, the newly appointed abbot, this character setting sounds like the nobles and the Holy See are giving camp options! The initial map has this virtue. As for Lydia, just by hearing the name of the monastery, any layman would know which side she belonged to.

And Lydia is in disarray.

Before coming out, she was asked to treat the injuries of His Excellency the God's Favored One. When not involved in tasks, she would put the requirements of the God's Favored One first in everything she did, and try to win the other party's trust as much as possible. The ascetics of the monastery have many advantages. They are extremely loyal, hard-working and have beliefs that are harder than rock. In other words, their brains seem to be filled with granite, and there is no such thing as flexibility.

Lydia should answer any questions that His Excellency God's Favored One has that do not involve tasks.

As a result, Lydia, who had been unable to speak or even hear a word in the monastery for several years, became deeply confused about rhetorical questions.

"Well, it seems like you can't answer me. I'm so sad." An Xu pretended to say, "Well, come on, come sleep with us and I'll forgive you."

Lidya opened her mouth, not understanding the logical relationship, and she always felt that something was not right. But it would be extremely difficult for her to refute it carefully. She simply weighed the pros and cons and climbed into bed obediently.

"Lie down!" An Xu said, pulling and pulling Lidya down on the quilt. She couldn't bear the thought of a little girl kneeling outside while she was sleeping.

Lydia fell asleep hard, unable to close her eyes because she had never experienced a sleeping method in her memory. For the first time in a long time, something seemed to be coming out of her calm heart, which was a strange feeling. If Dennis, who was staying up all night in the monastery because of the property damage, could understand her mood, he would pat her shoulder with sympathy and tell her: This feeling is called suffocation.

Pleasure is a sin and suffering is atonement. Only in this way can one approach the gods - this is the life creed of the monastery. Lydia froze there, staring at the ceiling, determined to stay awake all night. It's not like she has never stayed up late. Kneeling and reciting scriptures all night is one of the basic skills of the members of the ashram. But somehow, it was much more difficult to stay awake in this position than usual. It was even difficult to recite the scripture silently completely.

Is this the corruption of the soul by the devil of pleasure? The ascetic monk's eyes trembled. The God's Favorite sleeping next to him was already fast asleep. He turned over, held Lidya tightly in his arms, and patted her gently like a pillow. Lydia frowned and glared at her. Anna seemed to feel something, scratched her face with her hand, and yawned widely. Lydia was also infected and yawned, and her eyelids soon became shaky.

Some pictures flashed through her blurred thoughts. There was a bed in the picture, and she... It was strange. She had been kneeling down to rest. Lydia thought, ascetics shouldn't sleep like this, but this was The request of God's favored one...

So soft.

This was Lydia's last thought before she fell asleep and drooled.