Lin Luoran came suddenly, and Liu Qingdai was completely unprepared. She is in her early thirties this year, and she is in the Earth Federation that encourages childbearing and early marriage.
There is no feasting, and a regular life every day makes Liu Qingdai look younger than her actual age, but she has been separated from the ranks of "girls" for a long time in terms of temperament. When she saw Lin Luoran again, she couldn't help but turn red eyes, not like in Dongting. City hall cries like that.
"Qing Dai, you are doing very well."
Lin Luoran held the lotus pod in his hand and fiddled with it with bare hands. Compared with Liu Guiying, her first believer, Liu Qingdai was no less condescending, which made Lin Luoran a little surprised. After three years of precipitation, as a Nascent Soul cultivator who is also a "clergyman", Lin Luoran has acquired a lot of common sense. You must know that a devout believer is not just an empty name. She can do far more than Now these—
The lotus pod in Lin Luoran's hand exudes the unique fragrance of plants. He was about to explain to Liu Qingdai the reason for his visit, but his spiritual sense noticed something abnormal.
"You have a guest." Lin Luoran blinked at her, Liu Qingdai was a little flustered, but what happened in the next quarter of an hour was something she would never forget.
"Cousin, cousin, are you there?"
Outside the small courtyard was the voice of the little cousin. She had an out-of-the-way personality and rarely practiced the word "polite". As soon as she opened the door and came in, she could see Lin Luoran standing by the lotus pond.
Liu Qingdai subconsciously refused that the Liu family would see "Fairy Dust" at this time. If the fairy wanted to show her face in public, why would she only come to her yard
Lin Luoran didn't rush, until Liu Qingwu's skirt flashed in the corridor, Liu Qingdai's heart was in her throat, Lin Luoran just touched the ground, and floated into the room on the second floor through the window.
Liu Qingwu's arrival and Lin Luoran's disappearance were only a few breaths away, and the strings in Liu Qingdai's heart were stretched to the extreme—fortunately, Liu Qingwu didn't seem to see it
"Sister in the lobby! I beg you to do one thing, promise me first, okay?"
When Liu Qingwu came up, she grabbed Liu Qingdai's sleeve and shook it. Liu Qingdai was dizzy from the shaking, and because of her previous nervousness, she agreed.
Liu Qingwu happily dragged her upstairs, seeing her cousin step into the study where Lin Luoran disappeared, the corners of Liu Qingdai's eyes twitched.
"Tell me, what are you going to do?"
Liu Qingwu rolled her eyes in the study room. On the bookshelf of the lobby sister, those paper books protected by tempered glass have been handed down from more than 300 years ago. They are real ancient books.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to ask for those precious ancient books of yours." Liu Qingwu's eyes fell on the desk, and she stepped forward a few steps, tsk-tsk loudly, "Sister, is this your new drawing? It's really good... draw you Can you lend me this painting?"
It's better not to borrow the original painting, Liu Qingdai heaved a sigh of relief.
When Qing Wu was looking at the study, she was also observing quietly, but she didn't find anything unusual, and she didn't know where Fairy Dust was, which kept her on tenterhooks.
Although the newly painted picture of a fine-painted lady is quite beneficial, for Liu Qingdai, who has just met the "true fairy", she still knows what to choose in order to get rid of her cousin.
"Wait, I'll take a box and put the painting in it."
Liu Qingwu had no doubts, Liu Qingdai dug out a box under the desk, Liu Qingwu was comparing the difference between her cousin's painting and the ancestor's posthumous work, and her eyes were not here.
Seeing that the ink was dry, Qing Dai was about to roll up the rice paper, when she suddenly noticed the freshly dried portrait, her eyes were sparkling, her lower eyelashes were twitching at her, and the corners of her peaceful mouth curved upward... Dust, Fairy Dust came to life up
Bah, bah, bah, what came back to life, Liu Qingdai woke up startled, it is clear that Fairy Chen is in this scroll right now!
The fairy family's method made the box in Qingdai's hand drop to the ground, Liu Qingwu turned her head in surprise, "Sister, what's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing, by the way, Qing Wu, what do you want the fairy picture for?" This painting cannot be given to the cousin, so Liu Qingdai blocked the cousin's view and changed the subject.
Liu Qingwu hesitated for a while, and only said the reason after her cousin promised repeatedly that she would not be angry.
Liu Qingwu has a wild temper, and to put it bluntly, he acts in a showy manner. He falls in love with a few dude brothers in the eighth district, and usually flaunts their wealth to each other. They exchanged words, bluntly saying that Liu Qingwu was not favored at home, and they could not produce Liu Xinyou's original work preserved from before the new era, the famous "Fairy Picture".
Liu Qingwu retorted, saying that her cousin's random drawing is enough for the dandies who are also learning ancient Chinese arts to watch and pay their respects, so how can it be worthy of sending out the authentic works of the ancestors
After listening to Liu Qingdai, she shook her head secretly for her little cousin's unreliability, but at this time, asking her to take the picture scroll on the desk is absolutely necessary, and Qing Wu must be happy today.
Liu Qingdai found a dust-proof and moisture-proof box, carefully rolled up Liu Xinyou's original work, and handed it to Liu Qingwu who was in a daze.
"My cousin is not good at learning, I'm afraid I will lose the reputation of my ancestors, you have to take care of this authentic work, the original work in the hands of the Liu family, but only a few are preserved, it is extremely precious..."
Liu Qingwu was stunned by the pie that fell on her head suddenly, she took the box timidly, and repeatedly confirmed that her cousin really lent her the original "Fairy Picture" by her ancestors, the little girl hugged Liu Qingdai and kissed her hard.
"You are our sister!"
She hugged the box in her arms, afraid that Liu Qingdai would repent, and ran away like a gust of wind.
Liu Qingdai's raised heart fell back to its original position, and she learned how to be good, completely locked the doors and windows of the study, and then called out "fairy" to the scroll with a respectful face.
A hazy colored light flashed, and Lin Luoran walked down from the scroll with her clothes fluttering.
Liu Qingdai was both surprised and delighted. She didn't know to what extent the mystery of the fairy art had reached. Except for the immortal, who could hide in the thin drawing paper and perfectly blend with the fine brushwork lady in the painting
Seeing her expression, Lin Luoran could probably guess what she was thinking. It is good for believers to be pious, so naturally, she would not explain it specially. This is actually just a practical little magic, which is far from the immortal magic of another day.
This believer, she is very satisfied, should be the best candidate for "God Envoy".
In order to gain more faith to support her plan, Lin Luoran needs a spokesperson to walk the world. In addition to spreading the faith, this kind of "messenger" who acts on behalf of the gods will be difficult to convince the public if they do not have a real ability to support them.
After many lifetimes of development, the Liu family already has the reputation of being an envoy of God.
All that's missing is strength.
"Liu's Qingdai, are you willing to enshrine in front of my seat for the rest of your life, and never betray your own beliefs, no matter whether it will be as bright as a star in the future or as insignificant as a fluorescent light?"
She vaguely feels that her choice is closely related to her future destiny. However, as a "faithful girl" of the Liu family, Liu Qingdai has been indoctrinated with the thought that one day, when Fairy Dust returns to the world, she can do her little bit for her.
The so-called most devout believer, her faith is engraved into her bone marrow, and she is willing to work for the immortal she believes in all her life, even if she doesn't get paid at all.
Many thoughts flashed through Liu Qingdai's mind, she couldn't help kneeling down, and bowed her head respectfully.
"The believer is willing."
"Liu's Qingdai, Nian Er sincerely confers the post of 'God Envoy' to walk the world for me, help weak believers, suffering souls, and spread miracles, are you willing?"
"The believer is willing."
When Liu Qingdai agreed with her heart and mouth, she said "yes", and the thread of faith that was connected five years ago became a broad road. From then on, her whole life, she wanted to be bound with Lin Luoran.
Lin Luoran was born, and she would live to the end of her life in peace.
If Lin Luoran died, she would die suddenly and suddenly.
Being trusted in this way, Lin Luoran could feel a heavy sense of responsibility. Of course, God's duty is not just to ask.
Huofeng said that there is a kind of "blessing technique" between gods and Buddhas and the most devout believers, which is similar to the supernatural powers performed by Buddhas who have accumulated merits and cultivated beliefs, except that Lin Luoran's divine personality condenses for a short period of time, and the divine seal does not exist. Chang, it is impossible to spread the power of faith for believers to realize by themselves. Only such a one-on-one "blessing" can produce the same effect.
"The hardships and tastes of the job of a god envoy can only be experienced by you in the future. The three natal supernatural powers given to you today are the response of your devout faith."
Liu Qingdai raised her head when she heard the words, three supernatural powers
Lin Luoran's fingertips gathered a spot of light, which bounced into the mist between Liu Qingdai's eyebrows.
"The first supernatural power, listening skill, can listen to the heart sounds of spiritual things in the world."
"The second supernatural power, the true eye technique, can see through the world's illusions and intuitively see the truth."
"The third supernatural power, Thunder Punishment, can punish evil deeds and protect one's own safety."
The three light spots sank in one after the other, and the mist between Liu Qingdai's brows became radiant for an instant. What happened to her was too miraculous, and the impact brought by the blessing made Liu Qingdai faint under the huge stimulation.
Closing his eyes, he vaguely heard Lin Luoran's ethereal voice:
"The knife can save people, but it can also kill people. You have mastered the power that ordinary people can't get, and you hope to do it yourself, and don't do anything wrong."
...
My head hurts, and many things were forced into it.
Liu Qingdai woke up holding her forehead, it turned out that she was still sleeping on the cold floor.
As night fell, she wondered for a moment whether the Fairy Dust she saw during the day was just her hallucination.
However, the fog and chaos between the eyebrows have opened, and three light spots are suspended in it.
Liu Qingdai thought of what Lin Luoran said, and thought of the three magical arts.
"Thunder penalty?"
There was some hesitation in her words, but the light spot representing the "Thunder Punishment Technique" jumped to her fingertips in an instant.
Feeling the trembling of her fingertips, Liu Qingdai's body couldn't help shaking.
A strong urge to exert her strength made her raise her finger, pointing to the lotus pond outside the window, followed her intuition, and firmly uttered two words:
"Thunder penalty!"
The faint electric light from the fingertips caused a change in the sky above the Liu family mansion in an instant. A lightning bolt as thick as a baby's arm struck and struck the lotus pond, making the whole Liu family mansion tremble.