I'm Yesi and I've lived in this village, this beautiful world covered in snow since I was born. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info I am a descendant of the priests of this village, and I am destined to become a high priest, and I am destined to be a believer in God.

I have never seen God, and all the records and descriptions of God are passed down by word of mouth from my ancestors, and the historical books in the Cabinet of Scriptures that are covered by dust. I have seen with my own eyes how reverence and love our people are for our God.

I have also seen how disbelieving our people are. We live here in peace, and my grandmother, the great priest, told me that it was a gift from God. We reap the sweet fruit, which my grandfather, the mysterious patriarch, told me, is God's reward.

I've heard so many songs of praise to God, I've heard too many beautiful poems. Each and every one of us is amazed, following our God, our faith, everything is so beautiful.

But I, Essy. The future High Priestess of the Snow Clan, no one knows that I never believed in God until the moment I saw her!

I have seen too many tragedies under God's faith. Diseases that no one heals, attacks by wild beasts, poor families who are humiliated. These people are all in reverence for our God, and they pray day and night. Singing the praises of those psalms, but still lonely to leave us, leave this village.

I stood on the top of the snow-capped mountains countless times, watching the death of these people, and it was then that I saw the sadness in the eyes of my people.

I have always believed that our peace and contentment are the result of the peace that our ancestors created for us with their blood, and that the harvest is the result of our hard work.

I have never understood why the patriarchs of the past generations have always disappeared for no reason, I have never understood why the patriarchs of the past generations have to live in the thatched hut that cannot shelter from the wind and rain, and I also cannot understand why they always cover up my questions and their eyes flicker.

When I first saw her in the ice cave, I began to understand that everything was real. The history books are true, and the stories passed down by the ancestors are also true. God exists. It's just that we, as the most faithful believers, chose to rebel against God for the greed in our hearts, and we decided to imprison God and make her our slave.

At this time, I began to understand that the disappearance of the patriarchs of the past generations was actually to strengthen the power of the formation with their own bloodline, so that the gods could continue to serve us.

When I first saw her, I stood in front of her in a daze, and I looked at her obsessively, my eyes full of longing. I reached out and placed my hand on the ice wall, caressing her along her graceful body. I know that He is God, an existence that I cannot touch.

She is like the lotus flower blooming on the grassland of ice and snow, pure and beautiful. I knew that my actions were a blasphemy against God's dignity, but I couldn't hold back the rhythm of my heartbeat. She was so beautiful, with such a delicate face, snow-white skin, and she slept peacefully in it. It's within reach, but it's out of reach.

There was silence in the cave, and the thumping of the heart could be heard. I sat there calmly and looked at this particular speaker, who was probably the first, and the last, person who could speak so boldly. He was a special priest. He is a true believer.

From his words, in his eyes, I could see his dedication to faith, his love and affection for the God who I had never masked. I sat quietly, surrounded by the coffin of the Snow Maiden, and for the first time I listened to the story of the narrator, and watched him explain his love for God.

The lights in the cave suddenly turned on, and I, who had been in the dark for a long time, couldn't help but squint my eyes and look at Yixi suspiciously.

He looked at me weakly and pointed to a wall behind me. I raised an eyebrow and followed his gaze towards the Queen.

As my eyes gradually touched the wall, my eyes became more and more shocked, and the shock in my heart became more and more huge. I couldn't help but stand up and move to the wall step by step. I was completely blown away by what I saw.

I stood quietly on this wall, unable to calm my heart for a long time, because there was still a god in this world. No matter what happened to her, at least I saw my kind, wandering for a long time, the moment my lonely heart saw her, I was moistened by the rain and felt the warmth of home. The corners of his lips unconsciously raised.

I am extremely happy and glad that there is still a God, and I am not alone.

"Sir, do you know?"

I turned my head from the ice wall with a scrutinizing look:

"What do you mean?"

Yixi sat there, smiling lightly:

"Sir, aren't you also a god?"

My pupils tightened, I reached out and clasped his neck, and asked sharply:

"How do you know!"

Yixi, who was caught by me like this, did not struggle, the blood in his mouth was still spitting out, and his smile became more and more exaggerated:

"As a priest, in such a magical tribe, what else do you think I don't know."

He swallowed the blood blisters in his mouth with difficulty:

"Actually, I didn't know if you existed before you came, but now I can confirm it. It turns out that everything in that book is true...... Ahem......"

I let go of my hand and stood up and looked at him:

"Where's that book?"

"I'll tell you when I'm done."

"Okay."

"Do you even recognize her?"

I shook my head:

"I haven't seen it."

I looked at his lost expression, and hurriedly said:

"She has a strong aura of creation, and she is probably an ancient god."

With that, I turned my head to look at the sleeping beauty on the wall. My eyes were full of doubt, she was God.

That's true, but why would God be willing to be bound here? I walked around the wall looking for some clues.

Under the illumination of the night pearl, there are ice cubes or ice cubes around, or some intricately carved patterns. I kept walking under Yixi's longing eyes, and accidentally bumped into an ice coffin, and I stuck to it at once. A cold breath came from my heart at once. I quickly wrapped myself and climbed down from the coffin.

But this climb has made me a new discovery. I crouched under the coffin, carefully observing the structure of the coffin, I reached out and touched the bottom of the coffin, and as soon as I touched it, I immediately retracted my hand, and then I was surprised to find that all the coffins in the ice cave were moving.

Frightened, I quickly rushed back to Yixi's side:

"What's going on?"

Yixi was also shocked, his eyes stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, and he shook his head stupidly. I shook my head helplessly. Now it seems that this situation is only one step at a time. After a while, though, the movement of the ice coffin began to stop.

(To be continued.) )