In the Haotian Temple, Su Ge blindly pursues miracles and rarely manages common affairs. Ji Mo Mingzhe does not want to make too much contact with others. Although Huiyue is called the Elf King, he is a character whose subordinates depend on the throne. There is no management talent, so the temple affairs have always been handled by Chang Hui, the priest of the rising sun.
The turmoil between heaven and man has lasted in this world for a long time. Among the current rulers of the five continents, Ye Junhou was the first to be discovered thirty-five years ago, and it was he who completely destroyed the native resident country and opened the world of competition between heaven and man for hegemony. new occupation. Three years after Ye Junhou established Mozhou, Su Ge suddenly descended on the battlefield and protected the ruined Rising Sun City with his powerful strength. At that time, the Rising Sun City Lord who led the local people to resist Ye Junhou is now the Rising Sun Priest Chang Hui.
It took Chang Hui and Su Ge two years to lay down the present land of Shenzhou from Ye Junhou, flatten the former Rising Sun City to build a shrine, and have maintained Su Ge as a mascot for the next 30 years. Co-op mode to control all factions. Even after Ji Mo and Huiyue became priests in white, the real power of the temple was firmly in Chang Hui's hands.
The temple can be said to be the country that Chang Hui single-handedly conquered. No one competes with him for power here. He is also a hero who aims to be a powerful minister. Because of this, he suddenly abandoned this foundation and cooperated with his former enemy, Ye Junhou. Ling Ji Mo was completely incomprehensible.
This situation is completely set up, and Qingye is an orphan picked up by Chang Hui himself. What is he doing against a powerless and powerless local god servant? Is it because Ye Junhou secretly signed a blood contract and couldn't resist? But with Chang Hui's ingenuity, it won't disappear without leaving a half reminder...
Since the day the White Pagoda was destroyed, the temple has disappeared without a trace of Chang Hui. At the same time, elites from all over the temple have also left. It must have been carefully planned to complete such a large-scale evacuation overnight. Ji Mo always felt that this It doesn't look like a forced mutiny.
When he was at a loss, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ye Mingjun who was playing with his hair secretly with his fingers while he was thinking.
He was completely ill and went to the doctor. Who would have thought that the immortal thought seriously for a moment, and then gave him a miraculous answer, "Maybe he fell in love with the beauty of the enemy country?"
Tell me, as the protagonist of male-frequently pretentious essays, what romance routines are in your mind
He poked the tip of the pen heavily on the paper, Ji Mo tried his best to keep a kind smile, "Can Xianjun tell me the reason for making this speculation?"
However, it was Ye Mingjun's sincere eyes that responded to him, "That's how it is played in the play."
"Xianjun, next time I will lend you a few books."
Looking at Ye Mingjun who has been poisoned to the point of pity, Ji Mo firmly believes that this person absolutely needs the spiritual edification of Mao Gai and Ma Yi.
"Rather than discussing these issues, you should hurry up and read the official document. They asked how much silver taels should be allocated for the reconstruction of Jiangyin City. How do I know how much it will cost to build a city? Does the Rising Sun Priest even know such things?"
Seeing that their side was conducting daily friendly exchanges, Huiyue, who was almost overwhelmed by official documents on the other table, finally couldn't hold back her voice of justice. After speaking, she glanced at the crumbling emergency documents of the branch hall. His face turned pale in an instant, "If you push all your official duties to me again, I will betray you too!"
The news of the destruction of the White Pagoda had spread throughout the entire Divine Continent, and all the branch halls kept sending documents to inquire about the news. In the past, the high priests who were responsible for handling documents were all closely related to Chang Hui. How could Ji Mo dare to use them to handle these confidential letters? In the end, he had to drive the ducks onto the shelves. The two priests in white clothes and Ye Mingjun, who was passing by the captured strong man, did it himself.
For several days, Ji Mo had a headache after reading these documents in the name of greetings in an official accent, but he was actually listening for information. He would rather read the unfinished masterpiece "The Great Wilderness" ten times than deal with official business, but now he doesn't. The only way to do it is to pretend to be indifferent: "When you fight with Mozhou and don't destroy a few cities, it's only been peaceful for ten years now. Let them deal with it as they did in the past."
Unexpectedly, there is still such a reply, Huiyue widened her eyes, and then looked at the official documents approved by Ji Mo, most of them were "business as usual", "adapted", "Pray, God will bless you." And so on. The simple answer made him instantly stunned when he thought that his head was about to explode, "Are you really okay with being so casual?"
Then, he received a kind smile from the morning star priest, "What gave you the illusion that I would deal with these things?"
Is it really okay for the temple to be managed by the two of them
This question came to mind sadly, Huiyue didn't want to give up her struggle, and glanced at the documents before Ye Mingjun's case. Although the immortal was constantly harassing Ji Mo, the picture scroll he carried was using tassel scrolls and a pen to conscientiously approve official documents for him. In terms of length and handwriting, it was actually much more reliable than these two white-robed priests. Huiyue still had a question, "Well, this guest, why can't I understand what's written on it?"
Hearing him ask this, the immortal glanced at the inscription, and then explained friendlyly: "Oh, the map of mountains and rivers is a magic weapon in ancient times, it can only write oracle bone inscriptions."
How old is this antique? Also, why do you let a painting do the work for you so naturally, won't your conscience hurt by using the system like this!
One sentence made Ji Mo embed the quill pen into the paper again. He tried to take a deep breath, and then he gritted his teeth and asked, "Didn't you say transplant the modern love system into it?"
"But the system only uses the input method."
You're right, I'm speechless.
Accepting the reality with a blank face, Ji Mo continued his casual handling of public affairs law, "Tell the branch hall that this is the symbol of God, and let them understand the spirit on their own."
Although Ji Mo's tone was very calm, it did not affect Huiyue's deep sense of the unreliability of her colleagues. With a sad expression on her face, "the temple is about to end", she looked at Leisurely sitting in front of the window. A certain temple spiritual leader who made tea, "High priest, what should we do?"
For everyone in the temple, the high priest is the mascot for stargazing on the White Tower during non-war periods. His existence is the guarantee of the temple's stability, so no one has asked him to deal with mundane things even if he is busy. idea. Of course, the reason why Ji Mo remained silent was that he clearly understood that Su Ge's political level was definitely not as good as that of Lord Ye Ming.
Sure enough, facing Huiyue's question, the high priest took a sip of tea and replied, "Let someone who can do things come."
"High priest, the gods who are good at government affairs in the temple are basically trained by Chang Hui, and now he has taken away seventy-eighty-eight."
For his leisurely suggestion, Ji Mo just put forward the facts rationally, however, Su Ge quickly gave him a more frightening answer, "There is no Shenzhou, there are many other continents, so let's merge with Mozhou. "
Anyway, we don't care and don't want to work, so let the person who wants it take over. Yes, he will give full marks to this wave of logic.
Silently watching Huiyue, who was frightened by this amazing proposal and almost fell off his chair, Ji Mo's heart was not surprised. He knew Su Ge's character very well, and he knew that the high priest stayed in the temple because he didn't want to see the chaos of war. There is no interest in being in power.
Su Ge's only goal is to go all over the world to find gods. This is the case in the novel. He traveled westward and passed through many countries, and the positions he gave up ranged from national teachers and prime ministers to kings. If it wasn't for Chang Hui's use of kindness to trick him all these years, I'm afraid their high priest would have turned into a dove and flew away. Now that Chang Hui is gone, the high priest who was uniformly called Su Ge by readers in those days didn't immediately wave his wings!
Although he understood, Ji Mo didn't want to stop it. The person who made him see the world again is Suger, not the temple. If Suger decides to break free from the shackles of the temple, then he will help this person to start the journey again. This is the only return he can make.
However, why was the chosen target the Demon Continent that had been hostile to them for many years? As far as the current world is concerned, Xianzhou and Fozhou are obviously more suitable for the concept of Shenzhou.
Frowning in confusion, Ji Mo looked at the high priest in front of the window. Su Ge is now more than a hundred years old, but his face remains the same as that of a young man who encountered a miracle for the first time. Although his face is not outstanding, the vicissitudes of life that come from years of precipitation can make people recognize him at a glance.
Su Ge's attitude was too calm. Whether it was Chang Hui's betrayal or the destruction of the White Tower, he seemed to have expected it, as if he had known for a long time that these things would happen.
The slight mist from the collision between the tea leaves and the scalding hot water drifted from the man's eyebrows, and for a moment, Ji Mo seemed to have a clear understanding, and suddenly asked: "High priest, do you know anything about the reason for Chang Hui's betrayal? "
The author has something to say: Su Ge: I want to go on a trip!
Ye Mingjun: 666, I also want to have a talk-and-talk love.
Ji Mo: Hehe, I want to boil you all together in a pot. How about the name of the dish is Pearl Pigeon
Huiyue (scared): Maybe I am the only one in this group who is not the boss.jpg