This place called the Holy Spirit Tower is very strange, and I don't know what it is for yet. This tower has an astonishing size. Looking down from the small platform at the upper end of the tower wall, the bottom of the tower is as deep as a bottomless abyss. Moreover, the entrance for us to enter this tower is a door located near the long hall of the temple. The side door of the corridor, which obviously does not conform to the architectural structure of the Obsidian Palace, so this tower should be a product of some kind of distorted space. This is not surprising. This kind of distorted space phenomenon is often seen in the buildings of the Protoss. They are born with extraordinary talents and can pinch space phenomena and mathematical logic at will, which directly leads to their building houses full of arbitrary styles. , halfway through the renovation of the restaurant, it suddenly occurred to me that there should be a library next door, so I directly dug a hole in the wall and stuffed it into a library bigger than Buckingham Palace. Just after the bedroom was built, I suddenly remembered that there was an ecological park in the back room, so Just dig a hole in the back of the closet and stuff it into a frozen continent, and call it the Kingdom of Naya—this is what these free-wheeling protoss often do when they build houses.
Oh, let’s not discuss the issue of the protoss building a house. I’m just curious about the usefulness of this Holy Spirit Tower. Going out, you will even come to a space with a red moon, which is said to be one-third the size of the earth-do you know what this concept is? That is to say, in order to install a chandelier for the tower in the house, the Bingtis family created a different world, the sky of the local tyrant, looking up at it is blinding. What is such a high-end place for
I listened to Bingtis's order and jumped down from the wall of the tower, followed by the whistling wind in my ears, and the feeling of weightlessness lasted for a long time before I vaguely saw the ground at the bottom of the tower. There is no light source that can be called a "light" in this tower, but as long as you move in the tower, a large area around you will be filled with just the right amount of light. It seems that God has set different optical rules for this place , very convenient means of lighting.
After falling for a considerable distance, I finally came to the bottom of the tower, slowed down, adjusted my center of gravity, my posture was perfect, and my feet landed on the ground: really good, this time there was no problem when I landed. I breathed a sigh of relief and began to look around. The hall was filled with neither strong nor weak light, so it was easy to see the whole picture here. However, the scene here was disappointing: it was just a very empty circular hall with no attractions at all. Beautiful furnishings that attract attention.
The ground under the feet is integrally cast with deep black crystals, and there is a thin layer of transparent crystals on the surface of the black crystals. Between these two layers of crystals, there are silver-white light streams floating. These light streams have fine structures and rules. They are intertwined into a huge rune array, covering the entire hall, and the rune array is also circular due to the shape of the hall, and the center of the array should be the focus of the "magic circle", which is a silver The white ring has a radius of about two or three meters, and the interior is empty.
Around the hall, there is a circle of obsidian sculptures with no faces visible. These sculptures are either wearing heavy armor, or wearing robes, or hunting suits. They are both men and women holding weapons and standing awe-inspiring. The common thing is their faces. Parts were blurred, and nothing like the statues I'd seen elsewhere in the temple. There may be hundreds of sculptures in this circle, guarding around the hall like silent guards, watching the silver-white ring in the center of the hall.
I licked my lips, this weird Holy Spirit Tower is obviously not a place to go for a walk after dinner, but the first thing Bingtis did when he came home was to guide me to this place, which made people a little confused. However, just as I was about to ask, I was interrupted by the sound of breaking through the air. Bingtis' soul suddenly woke up from the silence, and hurriedly called out: "Catch, catch! Hurry up and catch!"
I didn't realize it all at once: "Catch what?"
Then I knew what to catch: a graceful body with long hair flying straight down from the air, and there was no movement on the ground with a slap. I saw very clearly that she landed face first, and her head was still Bounced on the ground...
"My concubine's face..." the soul of Bingtis called out in my mind, "Why don't you answer it, you bastard!"
As I stepped forward to inspect the detached body lying on the ground that looked like a female corpse, I was arguing with the owner of this body in my mind: "Didn't I not react—you know my brain is slow."
While I was talking, I carefully turned Bingtis' body over, letting her upper body lean against my arms, and I already understood what was going on in my heart: I forgot to fix this body on a certain place when I jumped down just now. I didn't give her any instructions to wait in place, so she followed me not long after I jumped off. After all, this body lacks control, she can walk and sit but can't fly, and she has no ability to think, so she just landed face first and pia fell down.
Of course, the bones of the gods are strong, and it is no problem to fall from such a height, but this unexpected situation seems to exceed the amount of information that can be processed by the remaining thinking ability of the body in front of me: she fell stupidly. She didn't respond when I slapped her face, she just stared forward with half-opened dead fish eyes, I pinched her face, pinched her nose, and cut her in the middle—it didn't work, the Protoss didn't have such acupuncture points. Anyway, after tossing for a long time, those dead fish eyes suddenly blinked, and the focus of their eyes fell on me: this is the end of the restart.
"Do you think it's a bit flat?" I pinched Bingtis' nose worriedly, exchanging ideas with the other's soul.
"... Your delusion, this concubine's face is very defensive."
I laughed dryly twice, and felt that I would never try to take advantage of a lawsuit with Bingtis, so I helped her to get up, and finally couldn't hold back my curiosity: "What is this place?"
"Holy Spirit Tower, a place to commemorate the dead," Bingtis said softly, "I have to come here every time I come back."
"Remembrance... You said this is the mourning hall?" I was a little dazed, and then suddenly thought of the oolong incident just now, and felt extremely inappropriate, "Didn't you disturb the peace of the dead just now? This is a serious crime."
"No matter how serious the crime is, it is caused by the concubine's body running around and falling down casually," Bingtis didn't seem to care, "and don't be nervous, this is not a place that needs to be so solemn. A place for commemoration. My concubine often came to play when I was a child, and I was more crazy than you imagined here at that time."
That's what Bingtis said, but I can still hear that she is restraining her noisy nature now. I looked around again, and finally understood what was going on with the deep and solemn atmosphere. This strange tower located in the distorted space and the independent time and space outside the tower were all built to commemorate the dead. The red moon in the sky I'm afraid it also has a special meaning. Thinking of this, I couldn't help becoming solemn: Although Sister Bing emphasized that the Holy Spirit Tower is not a cemetery or mourning hall, and there is no need to be cautious, the atmosphere is really not suitable for noise.
"As for the Protoss, there is actually no cemetery," Bingtis' voice sounded in my heart, soft and ethereal, "Or to put it more directly, the Protoss will not leave a corpse after death, nothing will be left behind. You also know that the gods are very difficult to kill. We can be resurrected, reincarnated, and fake death for hundreds of millions of years and then return to the world. If the soul or body is left behind, it is not a real death for the protoss-you Xiling apostles are similar in this regard. But we also have cases of complete death. Except for those goddesses of life who do not have death, most of the protoss die On the battlefield, when that day comes, we will have nothing left. Our bodies will be sublimated into energy clouds, and our souls will be disintegrated into data dust. What we can bring home is only a little bit of relics used on the battlefield, and most Most soldiers can't even leave this relic: the battlefield enough to kill a god is often enough to destroy anything else. Eighty percent of the gods who died on the expedition were brought back as a name on the statistics book .
In this way, the Protoss has never built a cemetery or anything like that, and preserving remains is meaningless to us, and likewise, we don't need to delude ourselves into preparing a resting place for the 'dead', because we know that the real dead The protoss will not leave their souls, and the protoss who leave their souls can always be resurrected. The Holy Spirit Tower is such an empty memorial place. We build such an isolated space to commemorate the names of the war dead, and record their deeds and lives in every inch of space here. Every Protoss family has a Holy Spirit Tower to commemorate the names of their relatives, old friends, and comrades-in-arms, and they can only commemorate their names. "
This is the first time I've heard of this—of course, before today, no one really needed to explain to me the funeral customs of the Protoss. I feel that as an outsider, I shouldn't come to this special place, but as soon as I said this, Bingtis pushed back: "You are stupid, it is the concubine who wants to come here to worship, and the concubine and You stuck a piece!"
Me: "... oh, yes."
I saw that Bingtis was silent, so I considered my tone and said, "Talk about the one in this tower..."
"Since the concubine's temple has merged with the family's temple, the Holy Spirit Tower has also merged," Bingtis said lightly, "There are comrades-in-arms and subordinates of my parents here, as well as the little boys I brought before, There are also some friends, some relatives, some guys who have been scolded by my concubine for being old and immortal... Now they are really dead. Ah, they are all here, and the little brothers and sisters I brought with me when I fought for the last time are also alone Buluo, you can’t see it, but I can see it, their names are here, everywhere.”
I was silent, thinking of the circumstances under which I met Bingtis and her experiences before that.
The army of gods led by her encountered a large abyss gate tens of millions of years ago, and the battle was almost wiped out. Finally, she found that she was unable to completely close the gate, so she used herself as a chain and suppressed it in front of the abyss gate. Her remaining believers and followers built a large-scale sealing system on the goddess' tomb, and at the cost of their own lives, the seal could not be destroyed for tens of millions of years. When the imperial army accidentally hit and destroyed the seal, Bingtis was the only one who rushed out of the dark core: those "little boys" in her mouth either died in battle or became components of the seal. One survived.
This kind of death is a complete annihilation of body and soul, just like every god warrior who died on the expedition road, the expedition led by Bingtis can only leave a name, and he has personally experienced that place. I'm pretty sure the Imperials didn't find any relics belonging to the Protoss warriors near the wreckage of the seal.
The protoss, who can't leave any traces after death, can only remember the dead in places like the Holy Spirit Tower, where life stories are recorded. Bingtis came here to say hello to her former subordinates. Ordinary people worship the dead because they believe that the dead have spirits in the sky. However, here, we all know that the soldiers who died on the expedition road can't leave even a single trace, but we still have to do this. After all...
"It can be regarded as a kind of self-deception," Bingtis' tone sounded relaxed, "but everyone does it. And there is nothing wrong with self-deception... By the way, let me tell you something about Coke, my concubine just returned When I was at home, I actually saw my name and biography in the Holy Spirit Tower. My parents wrote so much, it was almost longer than the general history of the God Realm. They wrote it here for hundreds of years. ... The concubine was alive and saw his death certificate. Then my dad was embarrassed... "
"I don't feel coke at all," I curled my lips. "So you have to come to the Holy Spirit Tower every time you go home—I never knew before. I didn't even know there was such a place in your house."
"It's not just you, even Sandora doesn't know what the Holy Spirit Tower in my concubine's home is like, even though she has been here countless times. This is a private place in the house itself, and it's not a place to take guests to visit. You go to other people's houses Why don’t you drop by to see what other people’s ancestral graves look like when you’re a guest? I can’t help but get stuck with you this time, so just have fun.”
Me: "..." Being led to visit the family cemetery and having fun secretly, how heartless do you think this is? Even if I count this place as a monument to the martyrs, I don't have any need to have fun secretly!
Of course, I didn’t say anything in the end, just stood quietly, letting Bingtis miss her old friends quietly, and at the same time, there was a wave in my heart: How much do I know about Bingtis
I know that she is careless, I know that she is arrogant and willful, I know that she is brutal and outspoken, I also know that she is knowledgeable and experienced, I know that she occasionally enthusiastically helps friends guide their lives, and now, I also know that she is actually sad sometimes.
Maybe I don't know more than I know.
"Okay, okay, the greetings are over, come here and hang around to show that you are still alive, and you can call it a day and go back," Bingtis suddenly interrupted my thoughts, "Take the golden body of my concubine, and retreat to sleep Go, I'm so sleepy."
I groaned, and stretched out my hand to pull Bingtis's body. The latter followed up numbly, but looked like he didn't know how to fly at all. I thought about it, and discussed with the soul of Bingtis: "Then what, how offensive..."
Bingtis didn't respond: "Why?"
I reached out and hugged Bingtis' body like a princess: "I guess you don't mind."
Bingtis exclaimed "Yeah". I just wanted to say that this female hooligan also has the feelings of a shy girl, when I heard her yelling: "From this perspective, the concubine is so beautiful! The first perspective is yourself Why is hugging yourself so interesting? Damn, the breasts are so big... "
If the shame point is really high, then the shame point of this female hooligan must be so high that it is difficult to see: I really shouldn't treat her as a woman.
"I'll take that Bingtis away, so I won't disturb your rest." I hugged the goddess in my arms, and said to the empty hall of the Holy Spirit Tower, and then quickly flew to the upper exit. Bingtis froze for a few seconds, then suddenly said in a strange tone: "Who are you talking to—you don't know that there is nothing in the Holy Spirit Tower."
I smiled: "I'll take it as it is!"
Bingtis was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly burst into a burst of hearty laughter: "Ahahahaha...you...you are really...you are really interesting, hahaha..."
The gloomy atmosphere that was entrenched on her just now seemed to dissipate with this burst of laughter. In my mind, Bingtis' laughter lasted for a long time, as if she was going to use all her strength to get rid of all her emotions. It was as if this burst of laughter broke out. There was nothing funny about it, but she laughed so hard that she couldn’t even speak. It wasn’t until we left the Holy Spirit Tower that her laughter gradually sank, and she said softly: " Thank you, you badass."
Bingtis' housekeeper, Mo, stood quietly not far in front, and seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. Bingtis would go to the Holy Spirit Tower every time he went home. This should be an old rule of their family members, Mo Even calculated the time to wait outside. I put Bingtis's body down, gently pushed her shoulders, and pushed her towards the housekeeper: "Go to your own room, see you tomorrow morning."
She turned her head slightly, and her half-opened eyes seemed slightly confused. I knew I couldn't explain it to this body that didn't even have the ability to think, so I could only nod slightly to Mo: "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, this is my duty," the housekeeper bowed slightly, took Bingtis's hand, and then said hesitantly, "Actually... I thought you were going to be in the same room..."
"My dad thinks so," Bingtis's soul guessed in an instant, "Is there such a dad as him!"
The housekeeper smiled lightly: "Okay, do I need to take His Majesty the Emperor to the guest room?"
I waved my hand and said in unison with Bingtis: "I know the way!"
Lying on the big bed of Bingtis’ guest room, I can finally stretch out completely. The right amount of light spills in from the long and narrow colored glass windows, coating this Protoss-style bedroom with a hazy atmosphere. The color also makes people feel relieved. A lot of things happened today, and now I have time to clean up my messy thoughts when I lie down.
Finally, I said good night to Bingtis and fell asleep drowsily. RS