The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 17: Not 1 sample

　　 Zhong Lizi squatted in the underground passage, staring at the rainwater collection hole with a hint of sword intent, like a boring girl squatting under a tree and watching the ants.

　　 The bishop of the priest’s manor and the government people were all left outside. Someone asked her a little, but received no response.

　　 She doesn't know where Jing Jiu has been, or how long she has to wait here.

　　 She only knows that he has some emotional problems, and there is no improvement after meeting with that person, so she is very worried.

　　 "What are you looking at?"

　　 To her surprise, it didn't take long for Jing Jiu's voice to ring behind her.

　　 Zhong Lizi was taken aback, turned around and looked at him twice, then looked at the rain hole beside the track, opened his mouth, and asked: "Why so fast?"

　　 "Just have it, don't care about the time." Jing Jiu has always been more patient with her.

　　Time is relative, he just needs an absolutely quiet and isolated environment to think about things, and relax his mind by the way.

　　A few minutes is no different from decades.

　　 Zhong Lizi took out the clothes he prepared and dressed them carefully for him.

　　 The two returned to the lawn from the ground. The bishops and government officials had already dispersed, as if they had never waited nervously here. A huge star hangs on the horizon. The light that should have been extremely blazing is somewhat blue after being filtered by the protective cover, shining on the buildings and grass in the manor, and it is more like starlight hundreds of times brighter.

　　"How are your studies these past few days?" Jing Jiu asked.

　　 This question seemed ordinary and casual, like a common concern among friends, but it surprised Zhong Lizi.

　　Whether in the underground livelihood community or Stargate University, such a dialogue has never appeared.

　　 This is a very rare thing for Jing Jiu. It is necessary to know that he cares about the world or has it, but it will definitely not be reflected in his words.

　　 "Uh...it's difficult."

　　 Zhong Lizi thought about the courses these days, and felt a little headache. As her close servants, Jiang Yuxia and Huaxi need to learn a lot less than her, and they are all genetically optimized geniuses. Even so, it is very hard work, let alone her.

　　 "In fact, I have never thought about it. Maybe some inheritance needs to be kept secret, but why do you need to memorize knowledge such as art?"

　　 she said with a dazed expression: "I can't memorize the chronological list, let alone the specific content."

　　 Jing Jiu asked: "How did you study?"

　　Zhong Lizi said: "There is a quiet room in the college. Just sit in it and enter the concentration, and there will be a lot of knowledge fragments into your mind."

　　 Logically speaking, this is the absolute secret of the priestesses, and she can't tell anyone. But Jing Jiu asked, of course she wouldn't stop.

The inheritance of 　　 priestesses has always been passed on by word of mouth, without losing words. This point has been criticized and questioned by countless people.

　　 In the early years, the priestess could not gain the trust of the human masses, which is related to this.

　　 Even in modern times, many people, including the surrenderists, still use this to attack the priestesses. The ancient civilization has an incomparably magnificent culture and an extremely high level of technology. Why don't the priestesses tell them all to help humanity in the new century develop better and better fight the sea of ​​dark matter?

　　 From any angle, this makes no sense, and it's easy to infer a negative accusation against the priestesses.

　　 "She doesn't believe in humans."

　　 This is the explanation given by Jing Jiu.

　　 Zhong Lizi guessed who he was talking about, and stopped in shock.

　　 Jing Jiu continued: "Including you."

　　 Zhong Lizi looked at a lone tree deep in the grass, not knowing what to say.

　　 The giant sun sank below the horizon, and the stars in the night sky instantly became brighter, and the brightness of the light did not change much from the previous one.

　　 The tree bathed in starlight became a little sacred and more lonely.

　　 She whispered: "So... you didn't talk well with that person?"

　　 Jing Jiu said, "No, I don't believe it either."

　　 The girl named "Fei" doesn't trust the Ascended from Chaotian Continent, but he is different after all.

　　 In the story called "The Great Dao Chao Tian", Qing Tian Jian and Wan Wu Yi, Qing Er and Ping Yong Jia, and Xue Ji, all continue to prove this point.

　　 Zhong Lizi was startled to understand what he meant by this sentence, and suddenly felt that his figure became lonely, like the tree in the grass.

　　 Many years ago at the Meihui in Chaoge City, he heard the sound of Lian Sanyue. At that time, Zhao Layue had a similar feeling when he saw him.

　　 Her gaze fell on Jing Jiu's earlobe, and she noticed that the notch had become extremely smooth, and it would be difficult to notice if it was not compared with the other windy ear.

　　 should be because he often touched it with his hands during the recent period.

　　 Why does he often touch his earlobes with his hands? Because I'm a little upset.

　　How to relieve your worries, someone’s fingers are not there.

　　 "Are you... okay?" Zhong Lizi asked.

　　 Jing Jiu did not answer her question, took out one thing and handed it to Zhong Lizi, saying: "If something happens, burn it."

　　 It is a paper crane made of yellow paper. No matter the material, the shape, or the burning of this sentence, it is a bit unlucky.

　　 Zhong Lizi looked at him with a trembling voice and said: "What can happen?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "It's not your business, don't ask."

　　 From that apartment building to Stargate University Hotel, to this manor, he brought her a lot of changes, but he never thought about changing her completely.

　　 For example, he used Xianqi to cleanse her body, but he never thought of teaching her to practice.

　　 The human beings in this world are not suitable for practicing the Taoism of Chaotian Continent, and Zhong Lizi's talent is also ordinary, but these are not the real reasons.

　　 He didn't want her to know too much, and the connection with him was too deep.

　　 This way, when she has an accident, she has a chance to leave.

　　 Yes.

　　 For the first time, he began to think about whether something would happen to him.

　　 This does not mean that he is no longer confident.

　　 He still thinks that he is the strongest among the ascendants who have left Chaotian Continent, except for Xue Ji.

　　 But this time it was different after all.

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　　 early morning the next day.

　　 The sun has not come out yet.

　　 The stars are no longer as bright as they were in the first half of the night.

　　 The manor is quiet.

　　 Insects in the grass are making the last tweet of the day.

　　 After staying up late, Ran Handong washed his face with cold water, circulated the true energy in his body, forcibly cheered up, and knocked on the door of the room.

　　 Jing Jiu got up from the chair, picked up the black backpack, and walked out the door.

　　 Last night, Zhong Lizi thought about what Jing Jiu said about the accident, and couldn't sleep well. He didn't fall asleep lightly until the early hours of the morning, and was easily awakened by the knock on the door.

　　 She rubbed her eyes, saw his figure, instantly awake, sat up from the bed, and asked: "Where are you going again?"

　　 "Meet the individual." Jing Jiu didn't give any more explanations, carrying his backpack, and flipping the blue hoodie hat over, blocking his eyebrows.

　　 Ran Handong looked at Zhong Lizi with a smile, closed the door, put on his military cap, and quickened his pace to follow.

　　 A slightly cold wind blows from the depths of the steps, flicking the grass clippings and fluttering gently, and the floating train has already driven away.

　　Zhong Lizi stood on the terrace, watching this scene in the distance, subconsciously tightening her pajamas.

　　 Jiang and Xia and Huaxi listened to the movement and walked into the room. Zhong Lizi waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong. Jiang Yixia gave her a worried look. Huaxi walked to the railing, wide-eyed, looking at the grass clippings dancing with the wind, her small face was full of innocent expressions, she didn't know what she was thinking.

　　……

　　……

　　 I don’t know where the suspended train stopped~ IndoMTL.com~ Anyway, the service staff don’t know where Jing Jiu and Ran Handong left.

　　 Two hours later, a black spacecraft landed on the ice sheet in the extreme south of the planet.

　　"You shouldn't bring me here." Ran Handong stared at Jing Jiu's eyes and said, "I can't help telling my father about this."

　　 The girl officer's breathing was a bit short, and it turned into a thick white mist on the cold field.

　　 Jing Jiu said, "How did you guess it?"

　　 "There are more than a dozen warships in the far space, and countless satellites outside the atmosphere, not to mention so many monitoring stations on the surface. As a result, we flew to the southernmost part of the planet without any surveillance." Ran Handong said pale: "My father can't do it, neither can that one."

　　 She thought it was the one she was going to see Jing Jiu, but she unexpectedly came to the ice sheet in the extreme south, and during the whole process, she did not find any surveillance.

　　To do such an incredible thing, there must be a prerequisite, and that is to control the entire military.

　　 Only one person in the entire world can do it.

　　 Jing Jiu said, "I want to see him."

　　 Ran Handong said with a trembling voice: "What do you want to do?"

　　 A few days ago, in the dark universe, the battleship was burning and burning, and the calm and profound sound was floating in the spherical flame.

　　 Jing Jiu said that if we meet...

　　As soon as he said this, the battleship was destroyed. No one knew what his second sentence was, and no one knew what would happen after they met.

　　 Maybe nothing will happen.