Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 150: Misty Town (27) Extra
Yan Jinyue has come to a profound realization in the past few days: things that look beautiful on the outside and have a good beginning are not actually that wonderful in essence, and can even be extremely painful.

Just like candied haws, the sweet rock sugar in the hawthorns may be so sour that your teeth will fall out, but because it is coated with a layer of sugar, it makes people relax.

As a "servant" who was personally sent to the arms of the Son of God by the divine light, Yan Jinyue was the center of attention in the eyes of outsiders. Her businessman parents, Mr. and Mrs. Felix, were very proud of her. When they came back, they were filled with joy and kissed and hugged her, praising her in various ways.

Mrs. Felix: "Oh, by the grace of God, my Audrey was chosen as the Holy Son's attendant. This is an honor for the whole family."

"This will be the most glorious history of our family!" Mr. Felix was also very excited. He took out his treasured rum and wanted to have a drink with his beloved wife and the woman who made him proud.

Yan Jinyue took a small sip, just to show her respect. She couldn't drink much, and if she got drunk, it would be inconvenient for her to go to the shrine later.

The Holy Son's attendant chosen by the Divine Light needs to accompany the Holy Son to stay in the Divine Palace that night. She went home to pack the necessary things.

When she was packing her luggage, Felix and his wife stuffed everything in her package into her bag, as if they wanted to give her all the things in the house.

"Audrey has too few dresses. I'd better go out and buy her a few more." Mrs. Felix said worriedly after packing twenty exquisite and beautiful little dresses for her.

"Yes, she can only go home once a month..." Mr. Felix took out his handkerchief to wipe his tears, and stuffed a few gold coins into the bulging package.

Yan Jinyue finally stopped the couple from going out to do more shopping. It wasn't that she didn't want to...but she was afraid that she would be too conspicuous compared to the other two attendants.

But she found that when the carriage arrived at the shrine, she needed several priests to help carry her bags, while the other two young servants were traveling light. Even if she didn't have the things that Felix and his wife wanted to buy, she was already conspicuous enough -

It would be better to bring two more.

Yan Jinyue felt a little regretful.

However, it was a wise choice to ask Mrs. Felix to bring her two fewer clothes, because it would be a waste anyway. Because in the temple, no other clothes were allowed, only the uniform white monk robes, with the collar and belt decorated with gold patterns, holy and dignified.

The daily task of these three servants is to recite scriptures and pray with the Son of God and bathe in God’s grace in the morning, and to recite scriptures and pray with the Son of God and bathe in God’s grace in the evening. The most important thing is to attend classes together!
The content of study includes but is not limited to astronomy and geography, history and humanities, war and military, mechanical weapons, medical pharmacy... and so on.

The Son of God needs to read widely and have a large amount of rich knowledge in order to walk the earth on behalf of the gods and teach and help believers all over the world.

As his servants, they had to learn the same knowledge as him, and even had an assessment every week. If they failed the assessment, they would be punished - cleaning the shrine.

Yan Jinyue thought it was nothing at first, it was just cleaning, but after she realized that the shrine was as large as three football fields, she picked up the obscure pharmacology book and cried, and studied it anyway, even reviewing it by lamplight at night.

The last time she showed this kind of hard-working spirit was during the final week of her college, and the time before that was during the 100-day sprint of her senior year of high school.

"Audrey, you haven't finished your homework for today, have you?" A hand patted her shoulder. Yan Jinyue turned her head and saw a dark red-haired boy who was smiling proudly.

His name was Andrew Wilson, one of the selected attendants at that time. He was not very handsome, with some freckles on his face, but he had a very charming smile, a bit of a scoundrel, which was very attractive to young girls.

"Have you finished writing?" Yan Jinyue looked at him resentfully.

"Of course." Andrew smiled, "I was the second one to finish writing, the first was His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

"Oh, then what are you bragging about?" Yan Jinyue snorted, "You can't write as fast as His Royal Highness the Saint Son."

"Ah hey!" Andrew curled his lips, "Who can compare to His Royal Highness the Son of God? He is the wisdom bestowed by God, and we are just mortals."

"Yes." Another voice echoed, who can compare to the wisdom of His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

A tall and gentle boy came over. He had dazzlingly fair skin, brown hair, green eyes, and looked delicate like a girl. He wore black-framed glasses on his face, looking like a scholar. He was another young attendant named Benjamin Thompson. He smiled at Yan Jinyue and said, "The evening prayer will begin soon. If Audrey still can't finish the homework, she can do it tomorrow. There is no astronomy class tomorrow anyway."

Yan Jinyue put down her feather pen, leaned back on her chair, and looked hopeless.

She didn't understand. They were obviously the servants of the Son of God. Even though they were not as smart as His Highness the Son of God who was endowed with wisdom by God, these two young men were too smart and could learn anything quickly.

Obviously, she was a top student in elementary school before, so why was she shown as a loser here?

"Audrey, don't you know? The servants chosen by the Divine Light for the Son of God are definitely far superior to ordinary people. Whether in terms of intelligence or physical fitness, they are ahead of ordinary people." Benjamin explained with a smile.

"Then I...?" Yan Jinyue pointed at herself, confused.

If that's the case, then how come she, a servant also chosen by the gods, is nothing like them?

“Don’t worry, some people may be late bloomers,” Benjamin comforted.

Andrew also smiled and said, "Yes, Audrey must have extraordinary talent to be chosen, but it may not be shown yet."

Yan Jinyue's eyes twitched and she laughed, "I hope so."

She stood up, stretched, and went with them to the place for evening prayers.

In addition to the huge statue in the central square outside the church, there is also a scaled-down statue inside the shrine, right in the center of the main hall.

When Yan Jinyue and her three attendants went over, the respected and noble Holy Son was already standing in front of the statue.

The man with silver hair and silver eyes was wearing a white robe with gold patterns, which made him look even more holy and ethereal. His elegant and gentle face was like the bright moon in the sky, so exquisite and perfect that it was shocking, and people always felt as if he was a god.

"Sorry, Your Highness, we are late." The three said in unison.

"It's not time yet, so you're not late." The man's eyes swept across the crowd, especially lingering on the girl's pretty face for a moment, then moved away without leaving a trace.

If there is one thing that brings Yan Jinyue a glimmer of comfort in this painful life of a cow and a horse, it must be the stunning appearance of the Holy Son in front of her, which can be said to be extremely pleasing to the eyes.

As soon as I see her, all my worries disappear completely.

However, apart from the first day when he caught her and held her in his arms, she always felt that this Holy Son particularly disliked her.

Compared with the other two, he was always cold to her, spoke much less, and sometimes even avoided her deliberately.

This really made Yan Jinyue very sad.

So much so that when she prayed to God at night, she was absent-mindedly wondering if she had done something wrong.

"You did do something wrong."

Suddenly, a pleasant voice appeared in her mind, with a smile, a little hoarse, and a bit of temptation.

But no one around was talking.

It was exactly the same as the last time at the Son of God's canonization ceremony, an inexplicable auditory hallucination.