next day.
Vincent, who had been meditating for a whole night in a prayer posture, opened his eyes, his hands that were folded were spread out, and the dome holy emblem placed in the center of his palm was slowly converging with a faint moonlight.
He stood up and lifted the etheric barrier laid out around him, showing a veil-like texture, and the ether that shrouded his body immediately dispersed to the surroundings, like a gentle wind.
A simple meditation enchantment consists of three parts.
The first is the formation outlined by holy water under his feet, which has evaporated at the end of his meditation.
The wet marks on the floor are slowly disappearing to the ground, leaving only the faint fragrance of Shadow Flower.
The second is to maintain the energy source of the enchantment. If it is a more formal situation, it will generally use related magic-casting props with moon spirituality, such as a pure moonstone.
But now that he is in a hurry, he can only use the ether that he can control.
The third is the dome holy emblem in his hand, which is the bridge used to connect his soul and the moon.
The standard pattern on the silver holy emblem is a simple and simple last quarter moon, with looming lines like water waves. These lines seem simple, but if you look carefully, you will find that the ripples are all complex and disturbing. Dazzling spell.
Each clergy member of the Dome Church will have a holy emblem of their own.
On the one hand as a status symbol, on the other hand it is the best medium for meditation and spellcasting.
Everyone's holy emblem is the time when he joined the church, the consciousness communicated with the moon during the first baptism.
"The efficiency of meditation is much lower than usual. The time to enter meditation is almost three times as long as before. I have distracted thoughts during meditation, and even heard... strange babbling? There are also flashing pictures?"
Vincent frowned, feeling the inexplicable irritability again, a nameless anger seemed to be suppressed at any time in his heart.
"what's wrong with me?"
He put away the holy emblem subconsciously, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and lit one with his eyes closed.
"Huh..."
As if only when the smoke lingered in his lungs and in front of his eyes, could he feel at ease, and put all the distracting thoughts out of his mind.
Even the restless aether was tamed and flowed regularly again with the puff of smoke.
It was a soothing experience, as if returning to the time of the first baptism, the old priest who presided over the ceremony gently pressed his old rough but warm and powerful palm on the top of the young man's head, and then Extremely gentle force led him into the water.
"We will be servants of the moon in this life, worship the moon, serve the moon, love the moon, fear the moon."
"We are with the moon, born on the bright side and die on the dark side. When the moon completes a cycle of alternating light and dark, life and death are reincarnated, and the dead will be reborn."
"We are blessed and blessed by the moon, and at the same time we will never be able to look directly above the dome until death lifts us up into the sky."
The old priest's voice was calm and steady, and the water waves in his memory shone brightly, rippling in his young vision.
As it sank, he saw the moon reflected in the water.
Childhood tastes like baptismal water running through your fingertips...soft and warm.
After that, he never saw the real moon again.
When Vincent came back to his senses, he had finished smoking a whole cigarette, and there was only a cigarette butt between his index and middle fingers.
He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide and shivered.
how is this possible? ! He... He saw the moon in memory? ! That's impossible!
After the baptism was completed, all appearances and impressions of the real moon had been erased from his memory!
"No no no... That's a reflection in the water, not the real moon!"
Vincent muttered to himself, panting heavily, sweat beads the size of beans oozing out of his forehead, dripping down his temples, followed by palpitations, panic, daze, and fear.
He knew he was deceiving himself, and all the real moon-related impressions should have long since disappeared from his soul.
No matter how much they love and long for the moon in their hearts, they must never look directly at the real moon.
This is the clergy of the Dome Church.
"However, but what's going on now? How can I see that underwater moon? Is my faith impious? Or the moon's punishment for me?"
Vincent's expression was almost distorted, with anger, confusion, fear, and an uncontrollable ecstasy...
He stared at the holy emblem in his hand, a little intoxicated: "So that's the real moon."
The priest was sweating all over, because of fear, the clothes on his back were soaked in the blink of an eye, and he shivered and took out another cigarette to light.
The smoke rose, and he suddenly squeezed the cigarette and the cigarette case, threw them on the ground, and roared, "Damn!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Father! Father! Father Vincent! What's wrong with you!"
The sound of the door slamming and the shouting of the video store owner came together, making Vincent stop.
Colin shouted outside the door: "I have already prepared everything you asked me to prepare, what should I do next?"
Vincent took a deep breath, squatted down, picked up the cigarette, and tried his best to calmly say, "I'm fine, I'll be right here."
He opened the door, Colin was still talking about the horror of the evil spirit next door, but it made Vincent feel a touch of kindness and authenticity.
He followed Colin's arrangement and checked the enchantment and spirit removal devices and formations in the house, and confirmed that everything was correct.
During this period, he has tried to use ether to contact the bookstore next door, but he has not found anything useful.
"You mean, you've been shouting outside the door for about a minute or so?"
Vincent frowned.
"I swear! I definitely didn't lie!" Colin swears quickly, "I shouted outside for a while, and when no one responded, I knocked on the door."
call…
Vincent pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling that things were more serious than he thought.
He was completely unaware that he was hallucinating at the time.
Vincent shook his head, but now the top priority is to help Colin solve the problem... His problem, let's explore it after this matter is dealt with.
That night, Vincent put on a black blindfold, brought all his spiritual tools, opened the door, and opened the door of the bookstore next door under the darkness and moonlight.
…
"jingle-"
"Welcome, may I ask..." Lin Jie raised his head and looked at the guests who had the chance to enter the store today.
But then he didn't finish his words, his expression was slightly stunned, and he looked at the blindfolded man in the priest's robe who came in through the door.
blind? And a blind priest
This role, which should be guiding others, is played by a person who should be guided. I have to say that it has a philosophical meaning.
"Is there anything I can help you with? You can buy books, borrow books, or read books. It's okay to take a break."
Lin Jie's tone became more gentle, showing a warm smile.
He reached out his hand and quietly stopped Moen, who wanted to go forward and guide him to sit down. He made a silent gesture towards her and said, "Are you the priest of the Dome Church?"