Saint Taisho from hell

In the past, it was not that the saintesses of the church had never shown themselves, but none of them was as lethal as Jinyu Ji.

However, Jinyu Ji didn't have the slightest correct understanding of her own singing voice.

It was a very ordinary puja. Every now and then, with the prayers of the believers, they would organize a gathering of people to engage in superstition. If there were saints in the church, they would invite the saints to show their presence.

Tong Mo has brought a lot of saintesses. He has been running the Elysium Bliss Sect for so many years, and at least five or six saintesses have been picked up and selected, and Jinyu Ji is... the first one.

The red-haired girl walked slowly in front of the believers, the broken hair around her ears was pushed back, her green eyes narrowed slightly, she cleared her throat, just when the believers thought the sound of heaven was coming, what they waited for was The magic sound filled my ears.

It is difficult for believers to describe the sound they hear. The Holy Maiden does not have specific lyrics, but just hums intermittent scales over there.

Just these few sounds made their eardrums burst, and they were in pain, so the desire to win made believers raise their heads and hands, and then their movements froze.

The leader with white oak hair listened very seriously, his colorful pupils showed a look of intoxication, and he even tapped to the rhythm.

Now the believers didn't dare to cover their ears anymore, their expressions were distorted, and their raised hands clapped along the way.

After Jinyu Ji finished singing, she opened her eyes and saw a group of believers who were crying.

Hey, did I sing so touchingly?

As if inspired, Jinyu Ji showed joy, and when she was about to come back for a while, Tong Mo called her to stop.

"Jinyu Ji sings really well, hurry up and take a break." Tong Mo opened his eyes and said nonsense without drafting, he persuaded Jinyu Ji to go back with a few words, "Your singing is only suitable for those who are destined to listen. "

Tong Mo didn't say who the predestined person was, but it wasn't Tong Mo anyway.

The story of Jinyu Ji singing in front of the believers was finally spread, but it is unknown who brought it up first, and the fact that the Holy Maiden sang badly was discussed privately.

The saint of the Eternal Bliss Cult may not need to be as perfect as the leader, but she also cannot have such obvious shortcomings.

If she's out of tune and out of tune, that's all. She doesn't have any foundation in music theory.

The whispering female believers were very dissatisfied with the close relationship between the saint and the leader. They wished that this saint would be the same as the one three years ago, and finally disappeared for some reason.

Jealousy grows wild in the dark heart.

Recently, Jinyu Ji always felt that someone was watching her, and every time she turned around, she could only see an empty corner. She continued to walk forward without knowing why, and not long after Jinyu Ji left, two maids who were hiding came out.

"she left."

"Let's go... I don't know what the leader likes about her."

"She's pretty and can pretend... Tsk, sooner or later she'll be like the last one, and she'll kill herself."

"Speaking of which, do you know that there are gods who can grant wishes?"

"...Master Hierarch?"

"No, it's Fujin...Ye...Eh, what's it called?"

The follow-up words disappeared because someone came over, and the maids hurried away with the laundry in their hands, leaving an empty corner.

Jinyu Ji probably knew that some people in the church were dissatisfied with her.

There is no way, the saint who has become a monk halfway can get so much attention from the leader, it is enviable and jealous.

In some people's eyes, the distance between her and Tong Mo is too close.

— Not even an honorific title.

But those whispers in secret couldn't be brought out in front of her, so she pretended that she didn't know, and faced the people around her who were secretly dissatisfied with her with a smile.

In Tong Mo's words, all believers are poor people.

Jinyu Ji blinked, and raised her head under the instruction of the maid. She was covered with a layer of powder and a few more lip colors, making her look even more charming.

The maid praised her skin for being so good that she couldn't see the pores. Similar reputations were heard every day, and she became numb after hearing too much.

"Tong Mo... I mean, is the leader in church today?"

What Jinyu Ji asked was not a maid, but a male believer waiting at the door.

The male believer bowed respectfully and replied: "My lord is out, and today's audience is entirely in charge of you, my lord saint."

After hearing this answer, Jinyu Ji's interest obviously dropped a little.

Oh, since Tong Mo isn't here, then I won't bring any flowers.

She stood up and opened her arms, and the maid behind her put on a purple cassock for her. She held the gold-rimmed black crown in her arms, and waited until the main hall to put it on.

Meeting believers is actually quite boring. The worries of believers are nothing more than livelihood and emotion. But today is different. The believers say that the person who came today is a big man.

"Originally, he should have been received by the leader, but..." the male bald believer hesitated, he couldn't find his leader early in the morning, "so please, my lord saint."

Jinyu Ji played with the hanging hairband and agreed.

Delicate red-haired girls are surrounded by red and purple. This bright color scheme not only does not damage the girl's beauty, but also adds a bit of coquettishness.

Osamu Kosakabe who walked in had heard about the beauty of the new saint in the church, but seeing her today...he felt evil thoughts.

Kosakabe Osamu is a wealthy man from a town near the Bliss Sect. In order to seek to go to Bliss after death, he donated a lot of money to the Bliss Sect. He is considered a half-loyal believer.

Most of his troubles are about his wife at home. He is lustful and loves to pick wild flowers, and he always quarrels with his wife because of this.

He even attacked the handsome maid in the Bliss Cult, but it was only after being glanced at lightly by the leader with rainbow eyes that he took back his thoughts.

But this time the leader is not around, his mind is a little more active.

"See Lady Saint." The bald middle-aged man saluted first, then he raised his head, with a dim light in his eyes, and knelt a little closer to the lotus seat.

Jinyu Ji raised her chin, waiting for the believer to speak. After waiting for a while, what she waited for was not the middle-aged man's troubles.

Osamu Kosakabe rubbed his hands, his heart beat faster and he was a little excited.

"My lord, I have a merciless request."

"You said."

The believer with a strange tone made a request, although it was a bit presumptuous but still acceptable.

Osamu Kosakabe said: "Please let me see you, please allow me to admire your appearance."

There was an inexplicable light in the man's eyes.

Jinyu Ji gathered the cassock around her shoulders, and she walked down the lotus seat. As soon as she reached the believer, she was grabbed by the wrist.

?

Jinyu Ji lowered her head.

The girl was petite, and her skeleton was only a circle smaller than others, and she was even more eye-catching when someone grabbed her. Her arms were held by broad hands.

Osamu Kosakabe stretched out his hand to pull Jinyu Ji into his arms, but he didn't pull it. He tried again, but still didn't pull it.

What's happening here?

Without thinking about it, Kosakabe Osamu, who thought it was because he had spent a lot of time drinking and being weak, immediately changed his mind. He softened his tone and said to the pure lamb in a half-bewildered way:

"My lord saint, I want to ascend to the bliss with you."

With an accent on the last two words, the man above lust narrowed his eyes, he raised his hand and pulled Jinyu Ji's wrist, this time he succeeded, he raised the girl's hand in front of his face.

The fragrance is tangy, not the lotus fragrance in the room but the body fragrance of the girl. Compared with the faint fragrance, the fragrance that the man smells is a bit stronger.

The white lotus beside the lotus pedestal does not vine or branch, and its leaf petals sway with the wind in the room.

Jinyu Ji bent her neck slightly, and asked softly, "What is climbing to the bliss?"

It is true that young and beautiful women are more delicious, compared to some rough-skinned believers in the church, girls are more nutritious—Huh?

Walking under the cloudy sky, the white-haired man with a carefree smile suddenly stopped in his tracks.

It seems that I forgot something important.

Does he have a single believer to receive today?

Tong Mo held his face in distress.

According to the current construction of the Bliss Cult, that name should be received by the saint.

If he remembered correctly, that believer also had some disgusting hobbies.

The fact that this believer will stay is entirely based on the premise that he donated a lot of money to the church, not to mention that the other party's wife is also a believer in the church, and people can live without offending him.

But if it was Jinyu Ji who met him today...

Tong Mo's colorful glazed pupils froze, and he spread out the fan leaves and gently swayed the cool breeze.

Oh, if something like that really happened, he would have to change to another saint.

Tong Mo thought calmly.

He was interested in Jinyu Ji, but it was only at the level of interest. This child was full of mysteries, and it was a pity that he couldn't wait until the day when the mysteries were revealed.

Having basically decided what to do when he went back, Tong Mo's footsteps were a little brisk.

When I opened the box, I couldn't eat the delicate girl. It must be more delicious than the girl from last night.

Regrets are regrets, but there is no sadness in Tong Mo's heart.

Assuming the "poor" Jinyu Ji's struggling expression is pleasing enough, it's not impossible for him to shed a few tears——

Tong Mo imagined many kinds of scenarios, for example, when he returned, he would see the saint who was being treated lightly, and he was coaxed into lying down obediently by the nonsense.

But he never expected that when he opened the door, he heard a cry that was much louder than a groan.

"Mother! I miss you so much, Mother!!"

The middle-aged bald believer cried like rain. He prostrated himself on the ground and pulled the corner of Jinyu Ji's robe, his raised face full of nostalgia.

Jinyu Ji awkwardly pulled the robe to prevent it from being ripped off, and then she and Tong Mo met eyes.

"You...is this your son?"

The leader of Bliss Cult asked innocently.

The author has something to say:

Sing to hear what the snapdragon in the ghost lamp feels like, it's almost like that!

Happy to be a mother (cross out)

At the end is Jinyu Ji's ability, which also has its source!