Paltrow carried clean food and water on a tray, lowered her head, and walked up the long steps in front of the grand hall with the most pious attitude.
Dozens of Doric columns made of marble form this extraordinary and magnificent temple. Paltrow walked through the front hall and the long corridor where light and shadow were intertwined, avoiding the clusters of flowers hanging from the gentle winding vines, and arrived at the main hall where candles were lit.
In the center of the main hall, stands a ten-meter-high statue made of gold and ivory. The golden robes and wings of the statue are luxurious in color, and the eyes inlaid with gems are sparkling. However, such a meticulously crafted work of art did not attract the slightest bit of Paltrow's attention. All his fanatical eyes fell on the person kneeling in front of the statue.
That was their oracle-priest Mootse.
The person kneeling on the mat is wearing a white robe that symbolizes purity, and his long black hair hangs down smoothly, gently swaying between his slender waist. His waist was loosely tied with a blue silk belt, and his raised buttocks were highlighted below, and further down, his bare feet were exposed due to his kneeling posture.
These two feet are beautifully shaped and have a snow-white complexion, which makes the white robe above them pale.
Perhaps because he heard Paltrow's footsteps, the oracle priest turned around and looked over. His face was delicate and white, his lips were as red as roses, and his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.
When the other party saw Paltrow coming, he stood up from the kneeling mat and came towards him. His eyebrows were curved and a gentle smile naturally appeared on his face: "You are here. Thank you for bringing it to me. food."
Muce is the oracle priest of this city-state, the highest-ranking priest, and is in charge of "astrology." Like other priests, he would stay in the temple three times a year for a month each time. During this period, the priests were not allowed to eat unclean food or wear unclean clothing. Therefore, Mu Cai's food and clothing are now delivered by special personnel.
His soft white hands rested on the edge of the white porcelain tray. The oracle priest in front of him looked at the food on the plate and smiled: "It's the stewed mutton and fruit that I like to eat. Thank you for your thoughtfulness."
Paltrow looked at his gentle and beautiful face, suppressed the fanatical emotions in his eyes, secretly took a deep breath, and said respectfully: "Master Priest, the monarch asked you when are you going to use astrology?"
The new sowing season is approaching, and the priest in charge of "sundial science" needs to arrange farming time according to the calendar, and the one-year calendar needs to be customized by Mu Cai, the oracle priest in charge of "astrology." At the same time, he also needs to make rough predictions based on astrology about various major events that may happen in the next year, such as possible coups, floods, etc.
The cold has passed and the spring breeze blows across the land. Mu Cai had already prepared to start astrology, so he was not at a loss when he heard this, but smiled and said: "I also asked Priest Paltrow to convey a message to the monarch for me. Tomorrow night, when the morning star appears, From time to time, I will perform horoscopes from the observatory on top of the temple."
Paltrow is also a priest, but his status is much lower than that of the oracle priest. He is not in charge of sundial science or astrology, which has a great influence on the city-state. Instead, he serves the oracle priests as a priest and assists the oracle priests in completing offerings and sacrifices.
So when he heard the words of the person in front of him, he just lowered his eyes and bowed his head, and said respectfully: "Yes."
Mu Cai brought the white porcelain plate to the small table next to the cushion and sat on it to eat in an orderly manner. When he was almost done eating, he returned the tray to Paltrow, who had been waiting.
When the tray was handed over, Paltrow reached out to take it, but accidentally touched a slightly cool, soft fingertip. He quickly retracted his hand and lowered his head lower.
Mu Cai did not notice the reaction of the person opposite him, but continued to express his thanks and instructions: "Tomorrow night, before I use astrology, I will bother you again."
Paltrow's hands shook and she almost couldn't hold the white porcelain tray.
Oracle priests took special purification baths before performing their duties. That's all for bathing. The priests who live in the temple must bathe three or four times a day to ensure their body is clean. Paltrow has long learned to stand aside with a towel in hand and not look away.
However, the matter of "purification" was not something he could avoid by deceiving himself or others.
As the "purifier" among the priests, he needs to remove some of the hair on the body surface of the oracle priest.
Before Mootse stayed at the temple this time, Paltrow had trimmed the hair on the arms and calves of the beautiful priest. He still remembers that he held up that snow-white and thin calf, and the skin against his palm was very delicate. It was obvious that the other person's hair was sparse and almost non-existent, but he still deceived himself and used a knife to gently shave the little bits of fine hair.
The pure and beautiful priest was a little shy at that time, her round toes curled up and stepped on his knees. The other party's two thin arms were supported on the mat, his slender white neck was slightly raised, and the golden light of the sun behind him dyed his long black hair slightly yellow.
Like a helpless lamb offered to the gods on the altar.
When Paltrow thought of this, his fingers tightened, almost crushing the edge of the white porcelain tray, and even his body tended to raise his head. A trace of scarlet flashed in his dark eyes, but he didn't know it himself. He could only lower his head further to hide the waves in his heart: "The oracle priest doesn't have to be so polite. This is what Paltrow should do."
After Mu Cai finished eating, he continued to pray in front of the statue, and the communication between the two ended there.
Paltrow walked out carrying a white porcelain tray, passing through the front hall and corridor where light and shadow intertwined. As he passed the gently entangled vines, his ears seemed to become much longer in an instant.
A cluster of hanging flowers was swayed by the pointed devil ears, but in the blink of an eye, the pointed ears disappeared again. Purifier Priest Paltrow turned out from behind the corridor with a solemn expression and handed the white porcelain tray to the hands of the divine waiter who had been waiting outside for a long time without even daring to raise his head.
All that was left was the gently swaying cluster of flowers on the corridor.
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On the evening of the second day, many people in the city-state rushed to the vicinity of the temple, prostrated on the ground, and raised their heads to watch the process of their most beloved oracle priest performing astrology.
The oracle priest is pure, beautiful, noble and kind. After predicting the plague the year before last, he asked the monarch to order the cleaning of every corner of the city-state, control the entrance and exit of the city-state, and let the priests in charge of healing be ready. He himself wore a white robe and personally went down to the slums to distribute food and medicine to the poor people. He took a garland from a skinny child and put it on his head.
Later, the plague did break out, originating from another city-state, and almost all surrounding city-states were affected. However, due to the measures predicted and urged by the oracle priests, the epidemic that was supposed to spread in their city-state was controlled in time, with very few casualties.
Therefore, all the people in the city loved this oracle priest very much. Even though they knew that he was not short of food and clothing, they often sent fresh bread, meat and fruits to Mu Cai's doorstep. Yesterday, they heard that the oracle priest was about to perform horoscopes when the morning star in the east rose tonight, so they all spontaneously came to watch, hoping to see the people who had not seen them for many days since they had stayed in the temple.
Mu Cai was wearing a white robe, holding a scepter symbolizing the power of the oracle priest, and wearing a wreath of flowers on his head. His long black hair was fluttering in the evening wind. He stood under the setting sun, his snow-white face reflected in a warm yellow. He nodded slightly and greeted the monarch of the city-state in front of him: "Your Highness, I am going to the star observatory."
The young monarch is tall, with his back to the setting sun, casting a silent and reliable silhouette. There was a look of obsession in his eyes. Before he could hold the priest's hand and say a few words of encouragement, he saw that the priest had already turned around and walked towards the observatory.
The morning star in the east was about to rise, which was a good time for divination. Mu Cai didn't care about the monarch's reaction and hurriedly walked towards the star observation platform. The top of the temple was covered with flowers, and he walked barefoot on the road paved with silk, all the way to the observatory.
When the morning star fully rose, the sky had already darkened. Mu Cai lined up the astrolabe on the observatory, waiting for the guidance given by the moonlight and stars.
The practice of astrology requires continuous observation of the astrolabe and celestial phenomena, which may not end until midnight. Mu Cai looked at the astrolabe for a while and saw that the night was getting darker and the prostrate people below still hadn't left, so he stepped down the steps from the observatory.
Paltrow, who had been waiting aside to guard the oracle priest, turned his head and saw Mu Cai walking under the moonlight under the stars. There were flowers on his head, and half of his body was illuminated by the full moon, reflecting his stunningly beautiful features and thin figure.
This scene is like a hazy dream.
Paltrow saw the oracle priest showing a gentle smile to him: "Paltrow, it's already very late. Let the people go back first. If you prostrate on the ground for a long time, you will easily catch the cold."
After the other party finished speaking, he paused and looked over with a pair of fascinating eyes, showing some worry: "Paltrow, are you feeling okay? If you feel sleepy or cold, go to the back hall to sleep for a while. There is no room here. For many things, I can just look at the astrolabe."
After Mu Cai finished speaking, he didn't know if it was his imagination, but he saw a red light flashing in the dark eyes of the loyal Purifier standing at the foot of the steps. However, before he could take a closer look, Paltrow lowered his head, and his deep voice came with the evening breeze: "Master Oracle Priest, I will convey your wishes to the people."
When the other party said this, he paused: "As for me, I will always protect you."
The voice was low and magnetic, as if coming from the chest, full of strong emotions.
Mu Cai was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he saw the Purifier turning around and passing through the temple roof, conveying his wishes downwards.
Paltrow was unwilling to leave, and Mutai could not force him, so he could only continue to return to the observatory to observe the astrolabe.
Through the communication from many priests and divine attendants, the people below heard that this was the wish of the oracle priest, and they prayed devoutly before retreating. Paltrow stood at the turning point of the stairs and looked through the window in the temple wall until he saw that the people were gradually dispersing, then he followed the steps back to the top of the temple.
But at this moment, the stars were changing, and Mu Cai observed the changes in the astrolabe, his face gradually turning pale.
According to the astrology, the area where their city-state is located will experience a severe drought for three years.
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