I’M Really Not The Demon God’S Lackey
Chapter 117: - Wapjis
Lin Jie pondered for a moment, sighed, stood up and prepared to close the door, and suddenly saw the silver holy emblem he had placed on the counter.
I was too busy chatting just now. After putting the sacred emblem on the table, I had forgotten for a while, and the priest did not mention it later. Now that the flower pot was gone, this sacred emblem suddenly became extremely dazzling, shining with gentle brilliance.
"Pastor Chin Vincent went too excited, he even forgot to take the sacred emblem."
157R Lin Jie reached out his hand and took the sacred emblem, and looking at it, the sacred emblem of the domed church was still very beautiful, with a cool touch, and was very beautiful, and the simple design as well as the wavy dark patterns make people feel calm at first glance.
This religion has been popular in Nuojin for many years, and it is really very door to door. "
If I had known earlier, I could still have gone to the priest next door to pay back, but then I chatted with Miss Ji again. He hasn't been here long. I guess he completely forgot and everyone probably left.
"It seems I can only give it to the priest when he comes next time, but such an expensive item is not easy to get rid of.
Lin Jie looked at the sacred emblem in his hand, turning his head towards Mo En, his eyes fixed on the box he was holding. Isn't this a coincidence? 157R just harvested it.
"Faith"
Could use.
The boy looked like a box as a baby, and he couldn't play it.
He placed the sacred emblem on top of the box with a single click, and told Moen to keep it with the box, and handed it to him when the priest returned.
"What I just said, this is considered a punishment for you, and it should be well guarded.
When she raised her head, Lin Jie had already closed the door and turned around. When it passed Moen, he patted her head gently: "
Go upstairs to sleep and wait for the people from the Geshu Chamber of Commerce to come
Your new identity has been lost, oh yes, I have to ask them to help change the layout of the second and second floors and make a bedroom for you.
As Lin Jie walked over, she smiled at Mo En: ‘I want to add more furniture if I have time ... Ready-made wool, not white or white.
The latter was Boss Lin's whisper, but Mo En could hear it clearly.
The cyborg thought for a moment, and nodded seriously with a small face.
Home-wool ... Boss wants wool rugs.
-- Of course, he has not mastered the new slang well. Lin Jie was eager to decorate the second floor. He had always followed the original layout of this bookstore without any major changes. He initially lived alone. Pretty convincing, but different after one more person.
The bedroom and kitchen occupy most of the space (mainly the bedroom also serves as a study room and occupies a relatively large area), and the rest is 1 block which is also reserved for daily exercise. Split space. The bedroom was now given to Moen, and he placed a wooden bed that he barely put together in the fitness area. Moreover, he had also moved the great sword here.
But this is not the way to continue. I just discovered Qili a while back, so why not make the most of it.
Lin Jiexian and Mo En, who followed him afterwards, said good night, and went to sleep quietly after watching him close the door of the room.
Mo En closed the door, stood there and waited until there was no movement outside, then walked to the bedside and placed the box on his arm above the bed.
Bandages fall to the ground in a circular shape, stacked on top of each other.
Moen rubbed the rest of the medicinal sounds on his body with a damp towel, treated the partial wound, then applied a new one, and patted back the bandage. The 57R main wound is a large area of the back and back. He smashed the barcode himself, and the remaining small wounds, such as in the tickle and on the face, were healed, and the amount of bandages was immediately reduced. She put on her clothes, lay on the bed carefully, and curled up., holding the brass box tightly in her hands.
Boss said keep the security.
Moen stared at the invisible rune blockade on the box.
He could open the box. There is a certain element of luck. Most of the runes in the box were studied by him. It wasn't difficult to understand, but the way they connected to each other was something Moen had not learned.
So he told the truth, he just wanted to try it.
However, the recently overloaded artificial human brain still has a softness. Under the condition of overclocking thought, he understood something beyond appearance. Through the deep ether stream, he instantly clicked to find the core of the rune seal, and then he could click on the Child opening the box, Now, now, Moen decided to try to unseal the box through what he had learned.
But in fact, this is equivalent to mastering all the basic formulas and trying to get the mass-energy equation. After some silly efforts, Moen understood that although the current situation was many times simpler than that, at least it was brief .. This is impossible in time.
Moen shrank in a corner, his brain was down, as he tried to cross the stairs, his mind went awry, and he looked up puzzledly and saw dream-catcher feathers fall in his vision.
He closed his eyes, and inside the brass box in his arms, the sacred emblem emitted a faint glow, like moonlight.
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Will cyborgs have dreams too? Moen could have given the answer for a while now.
He stood in an endless stream of calm water, ripples under his feet, squeezing the night, and smashing the stars reflected in the water.
The dark sky across the Milky Way meets the surface of the water, and there is almost no difference between the two, causing Moen to have the illusion of walking in the night sky. Moen calmly lifted his head and walked forward.
There were only shining stars in the night sky, and no trace of the moon.
57R because the moon is right in front of it.
Moen stopped and looked at the woman standing on the water.
The woman had long black hair like a waterfall, black gauze covered her shoulders, and she was wearing a black robe
The long skirt, the dignified and beautiful upholstered skirt, the silk on the shoulders and arms were vaguely like the night sky, and her hands were also black gloves.
He was like a mourner, only a soft and plump ivory-white skin and full and moist pink lips, which was different from a black body.
His eyes were dark and deep, and when he lowered his eyes, he was very sad.
Hello, the person who will be present ten thousand years later, my name is Wapjisi, welcome to my dream.
The woman lifted her skirt gracefully and introduced herself like this