Villain Rescue System - Chapter 172
Praying in the temple of worship was a must for the son of God every day.
After Su Dai practiced the cleansing technique, she went to the Fengshan Temple, and because Wen Long had an extra class, she arrived at the hall an hour later than her.
The time for prayer was an hour and a half, Su Dai would wait for Wen Long.
“I’ll stay with you again, anyway, there’s nothing to do when I go back,” Su Dai whispered.
Wen Long looked sideways, and also lowered her voice, “No, you can go back.”
“Isn’t there still a prophecy in the prophecy book that has not been fulfilled?”
Su Dai pursed her lips lightly.
It was true that she had not studied the prophecy in detail. It was said that there would be guidelines to deal with the demons in the book, so she had to be more careful.
She got up quietly, and retreated out of the hall.
As soon as Su Dai left, Wen Long immediately relaxed.
It was already night at that time, and almost no one would come in except for the guards guarding outside.
She stopped kneeling and just sat on the worship mat with her legs crossed.
Wen Long didn’t care if it was disrespectful to God.
She didn’t like God in the first place, and she wished to do all the disrespectful things again.
She had two hours of class, and she spent more energy than the few days of the assessment.
When she was pretending to pray, Su Dai was beside her, and she was so sleepy that her eyelids were clenched and she couldn’t relax.
Wen Long’s eyes slowly closed.
It shouldn’t matter if she slept for a while…
When Wen Long woke up again, it was already early morning of the next day. And she was still sitting when she fell asleep, but fell down and fell asleep at some point…
It was still dark outside, and most people in the temple should still be asleep.
She rubbed her eyes, and was about to get up and go back to the saint’s dormitory to sleep again.
“Huh?”
When Wen Long stood up, she noticed the soft thing under her hand. It was an excellent cushion. The touch was extremely delicate.
That was not the mat they usually used. But when she just fell asleep, it was clearly on the mat.
Wen Long: “Mr. System, who left this?”
For some reason, the system didn’t answer her.
Wen Long stared at the cushion strangely for a while.
Could it be that some servant saw her falling asleep and kindly threw it to her?
But the workmanship of that cushion was extraordinary, and it was still very difficult to make it with the craftsmanship of that world. Such a precious thing probably wouldn’t be thrown away casually.
She reached out and stroked the fabric of the cushion.
She was very familiar with the breath in it. The five fragments had such breaths.
Was it Yun Li?
After finding a reasonable answer, Wen Long was slightly relieved, and then turned back.
As for Wen Long’s illusion practice, it was indeed as she expected.
Yun Li looked through various books and found more than a dozen methods to try to change her physique, but none of them worked.
In the first few days, Wen Long could barely pull herself together to cooperate with him. But before she could last a week, she couldn’t help dozing off in Yun Li’s domain.
Those methods must have taken a long time to experiment, so Wen Long dragged a huge cushion which was as soft as a cloud and placed it in his domain.
Whenever Yun Li pondered over what could be the problem, she would nestle on the soft cushion to support.
Later, seeing that Yun Li had no objection, she simply moved the extra small pillows and a lot of small things from her dormitory into his domain.
While he was racking his brains on how to solve the problem, she was fine sleeping soundly on the soft cushion.
Yun Li looked at the huge cushion.
Shouldn’t believers in God be hardworking and loyal? This believer was too lazy.
“Where did your cushion come from?” Yun Lu asked just as she woke up.
It stood to reason that the temple should not use such things.
Wen Long looked at him strangely, and said, “It was left behind when I was praying in front of the statue a few days ago, and I moved it back without any hassle.”
Suddenly, Yun Li’s eyebrows twitched.
Why was that believer so unsuspecting when she brought out what was left behind by someone?
Also, why was there a cushion in the temple?
Wen Long observed his expression and found that he really didn’t know anything about it.
But the breath on it was obviously very familiar… If it was not Yun Li, who else could it be?
Yun Li lowered his head and looked at the cushion a few more times.
There was a vague warmth wrapped around the cushion, and the material was unbelievably soft, which was simply not something that the technology in their world could weave.
He approached Wen Long, bent down, and reached out to touch the cushion under her, as expected, he felt a bit of divine power on it.
That was the handwriting of God.
God paid attention to her, and even used his divine power to weave a soft cushion for her just to rest.
Yun Li’s eyes were a little cold.
“The cushions in the temple are for worship, you shouldn’t take them out without authorization.”
Wen Long pursed her lips.
If she hadn’t mistakenly thought that Yun Li left it there, she would not have touched that cushion in the first place.
“I will return it when I pray tonight.”
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Wen Long so cute, she is like a hoarding small animal. Maybe otter, squirrel