MTL - The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz-Chapter 464 Previous life 2

Chapter 464 Previous Life 2

 Doya only met the temple priest once when she was brought back to the temple for the first time.

At that time, the temple priest stood beside the priest, neither humble nor arrogant, neither flattering nor frightened. He had a calmness that other children did not have.

 The moment the priest left, she boldly stepped forward to talk to her.

 “Hello, I’m Doya.”

 The little girl's eyes fell on her, she nodded lightly, but did not answer.

Duoya did not feel that she was left out. Instead, she continued to ask her as if she was encouraged: "What is your name?"

"name?"

 She finally spoke out. Her young voice was silent for a few seconds, and then she gave an answer: "Fog."

 “Fog? It sounds so nice.”

Doya shook her head and asked her enthusiastically: "Why did you give yourself this name?"

 Those who can be brought back to the temple are all fatherless and motherless, and naturally they will not have names. They were called rootless people, and after they were brought back, their roots fell into the temple.

 The temple priest remained silent for a little longer this time.

"have no idea."

 She shook her head, "I saw the fog on the way up the mountain."

The early morning mist spread hazily among the mountains and forests, blurring the solemn and tall temple, but she stretched out her hand, but she could not grasp it.

The priest who brought her up told her that the fog itself was ethereal and ungraspable.

 Duoya nodded as if she understood: "So that's it."

As soon as they finished communicating, the temple priest was taken away by a priest. After that, Duoya never saw her again.

 Because she was taught by a special priest, she was not in the same place as them. Only this time, the temple priest came to the school where they had classes and stayed quietly in the corner.

Even though they hadn’t seen each other for several months, Doya recognized her immediately.

  Year 301 of the lost country calendar.

Ever since that time when they sneaked into the palace of the temple priest, Duoya would always come to look for her in the middle of the night every time the temple let them go out.

“We went out to watch the lantern festival today! The lanterns in the capital are so beautiful, with all kinds of lights!”

Duoya said, but her tone became lower: "But those lights cannot drift over to the temple, otherwise the fog will be visible."

 The temple priest comforted her: "It doesn't matter."

Relieved by her, Duoya cheered up and continued to share with her: "I also ate sugar cookies today! It's sweet! The skin is very thin!"

 She racked her brains to describe the words she knew to the temple priest.

  Year 302 of the lost country calendar.

As soon as Duoya came in, she collapsed beside the temple priest and said with her tongue out: "Wu! Today the priest took us to observe the sacrifice! The altar is too big and we were exhausted from running around. Fortunately, you didn't go!"

The robes were cumbersome and cumbersome, and every move was regulated. Even the steps to walk had special rules. They followed the priest cautiously, not daring to glance around.

　　After finishing speaking, Duoya suddenly remembered that after Wu really succeeded, she would personally preside over these sacrificial ceremonies.

 At that time, the rules that fall on her will only become more onerous and strict.

　　".I'm beginning to feel sorry for you."

 It turns out that being a temple priest is not that easy!

 The temple priest smiled slightly.

  Year 303 of the Lost Country Almanac.

"Fog! Do you know what news I heard today? The current king has given birth to eight sons and five daughters! In total, there are thirteen people!"

 Doya expressed her shock with exaggerated body language.

The temple priest smiled and said nothing, and did not comment on this sentence. He just reminded her: "Duoya, don't talk about the king of the country."

　　".I know! I only whispered it in front of you."

Doya stuck out her tongue with a smile.

 The temple priest’s brows were helpless and tolerant.

 From the age of five to nine, Doya witnessed the growth of the temple priests.

What the temple priest has to learn is more complicated and strict than them. Every move she makes must be treated as a model, so she needs to be extra cautious.

She once witnessed that in order not to lose the majesty of the temple priest, her small body wore a tiara weighing more than ten kilograms to practice her manners.

She also witnessed that she was holding a long sword that was almost taller than her height, swinging it again and again in the courtyard without any trouble.

Duoya was worried many times about whether she could persist, and even asked her why she was working so hard.

 The temple priest raised his eyes and his gaze fell on her, neither light nor serious: "Why can't you persist? I am a temple priest."

 The sentence "I am a temple priest" represents the weight she needs to bear.

 If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

 She understood this when the priest's crown first appeared on her head.

Her insightful eyes can peer into the past as well as into the future.

 Under the stars at night, she looked at her destiny palace from a distance, and at a glance she saw her destiny river, which had no branches and was flowing straight.

 The destiny that belongs to her will always be this one.

At this time, Duoya still couldn’t quite understand.

However, she still solemnly promised: "If you become a temple priest in the future, then I will be your divine attendant!"

 The temple priest smiled softly: "Okay."

 Soon this promise was fulfilled.

  Year 304 of the lost country calendar.

 At the age of nine, the temple priest officially succeeded him.

 The succession ceremony was very grand, and the preparation phase alone took three months.

All the princes and ministers were present, witnessing that although there was still a trace of immaturity on his face, the temple priest who had become generous and noble stepped towards the highest position in the temple.

 In the sound of thousands of people worshiping and admiring, the luxurious and solemn priest's crown fell on her head.

Since then, she has become a temple priest above tens of millions of people.

 Temple priests can have personal attendants.

 She chose Duoya as a matter of course.

 Among the candidates, Duoya, whose name was called, raised her head excitedly and joyfully, restrained her trembling body, and walked out of the queue.

 But the priests behind the temple priest frowned involuntarily when they saw her.

They recognized the candidate. Compared with the solemn and calm environment of the temple, she was too lively.

 Can such a candidate really serve a good priest?

 “Master Priest.”

They did not talk to Li Duoya, but leaned down and called the temple priest.

 The temple priests turned back with indifferent expressions, and with just one glance she knew what they were thinking.

“Your Excellencies, priests, are you commenting on my decision?”

 Several priests immediately lowered their heads in fear.

She is only nine years old and has just taken over as a temple priest, but she already has the ability to scare and convince all the priests in the temple.

Duoya, who was still excited at first, vaguely noticed something when she saw this scene, and immediately looked at the temple priest uneasily.

 The silent confrontation between the temple priests and the priests. Under the gaze of the insightful eyes that contained a sense of oppression, the priests finally did not dare to disobey her.

So Doya got her wish and became the personal attendant of the temple priest.

 (End of this chapter)