......

"The real body?"

St. Luke was slightly stunned, completely unexpectedly that Wu Hui would have such an idea.

However, as a qualified saint believer, he naturally would not stop Wu Hui, but leaned over and said respectfully: "In this case, please allow the old servant to accompany the guard." ”

"No problem. ”

Wu Hui nodded briskly.

St. Luke was an aborigine, and if he went down with him, he could be a tour guide for himself.

"Let's go~"

With a wave of his hand, he took St. Luke directly to the Gate of Heaven, and opened it with 0.2 divine power.

Unlike every previous fanfare, this time he kept a low profile, not only opening the Gates of Heaven to a remote and uninhabited part of Gru Town, but also hiding all the sound and light effects so that no one would notice.

"My lord, you are ......"

St. Luke looked confused.

"Weifu private interview~ I want to come secretly. If you let everyone know about it with great fanfare, then what's the point?" Wu Hui smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes revealed a little expectation.

When he was a child, when he read Kangxi Weifu's private interview, he still couldn't understand that the old thing was a good emperor, why did he run to the people if he had nothing to do, was the imperial food not delicious, or the concubines in the harem were not beautiful enough?

But now that he has become the god of light, he suddenly understands the thoughts of some emperors.

The God of Light is certainly high and powerful, overlooking the world. But the days in the kingdom of God are day after day, and there is almost no change, how can it compare to the bustle and prosperity of the red dust in the world?

Just look at Blake Lytton, that little life is so prosperous and free, and he really doesn't change it for an emperor.

The more he saw it with God's eyes, the more he couldn't help but want to experience it for himself.

"I understand!" St. Luke chewed Wu Hui's words in his mind, and his eyes suddenly burst into light, "You want to experience the life of believers, feel the hardships of the people, think about what they think, and be anxious about what they are anxious about, so as to better benefit the believers." My lord, you are so merciful and great~"

“......”

Wu Hui's expression of anticipation froze slightly, and he didn't know how to pick it up for a while.

Does he want to say that he just wants to go down and play?

Forget it~ St. Luke must understand it like this~ Anyway, when the old man of the emperor made a private visit, the reason for making it up was similar to this.

He coughed lightly and didn't retort: "Hurry up." The gates of heaven are closing. ”

So saying, he went to the door.

St. Luke hurriedly took a few steps to keep up with Wu Hui, and at the same time spread his wings, and layers of pure white holy light bloomed, enveloping Wu Hui in the center.

Wu Hui glanced at him when he saw this.

He knew that St. Luke was protecting him. The spatial passage opened by the Gate of Heaven will have a certain amount of pressure on the body, and the level 1 physique can definitely withstand it.

Although he can protect himself with his divine power, he still receives St. Luke's heart.

Wu Hui turned his head and continued to walk towards the Gate of Heaven.

With one step, the two of them left the kingdom of God and appeared in a small narrow alley in the town of Gru. Behind the two of them, the gate of heaven that had gathered all the light quietly closed, as if it had never appeared.

"The coffee beans shipped from the Principality of Saint Laurent, only 3 Zacks a catty, come and take a look~"

"Freshly baked jam bread ~ young man come and take a look, it's not delicious and you don't need money......"

As soon as he stood firm, the shouting and shouting of the market, which was full of the smell of the market, entered his ears along the breeze, and the aroma of jam bread, the unique aroma of coffee beans, and the smell of sweat......

All sorts of flavors came together and took over all his senses.

Wu Hui couldn't help but take a deep breath, and an indescribable touch appeared in his heart.

After all, experiencing it is different from seeing it with God's eyes.

Looking through the eyes of God, even if you turn on the holographic mode for an immersive experience, you can only see, hear, smell, but you can't touch it, how can you feel like visiting a game map.

And now, he has finally set foot on this land that belongs to him.

The sun is so bright, the sky is so blue, the breeze in the air is so warm, and even the moss growing tenaciously in the corners of the wall, and the ants crawling along the root of the wall, are all extremely lovely because of their authenticity.

For a while, Wu Hui's entire chest was filled with an inexplicable emotion, full, swollen, tumbling and wanting to vent.

It took a long time for him to take a deep breath and recover from the unspeakable emotion.

"Let's go~"

Wu Hui stabilized his mind, raised his legs and walked out.

Halfway through, he suddenly paused and turned to look at St. Luke.

The light in the narrow alley is not very good, but St. Luke, who has regained his youthful appearance, is still handsome and straight, his eyes are deep, and the whole person seems to have added a beauty filter.

The most important thing is that he also has a pair of large wings behind his back.

Is this not a clear way to tell people that he is an angel?

"My lord?"

St. Luke looked confused.

Wu Hui didn't speak, and with a flick of his fingertips, a divine power fell on him.

In an instant, the wings behind St. Luke's back disappeared, and the person aged twenty years in an instant, from a young and handsome aristocratic young master to an old butler of the aristocratic family.

Wu Hui looked at it and felt that it still didn't work.

St. Luke was a local after all, and the people in Gru Town were too familiar with him, just changing his age, and the civilians in Gru Town estimated that nine out of ten would recognize him, and the goal was too obvious.

After thinking about it, he reached out and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, St. Luke's face changed again. The eyebrows have become thinner, the nose has collapsed, and the figure has become rickety, and the temperament of the whole person has instantly decreased by at least seventy or eighty points.

That's pretty much it~

Wu Hui nodded in satisfaction, and then turned around and led St. Luke out of the narrow alley.

After a period of vigorous governance, the streets of Gru Town are much cleaner than before, the situation of open defecation has been completely eliminated, and the stench of vomiting is finally gone.

Now the town of Gelug has undergone earth-shaking changes, because of various historical reasons, it has been regarded as one of the new holy places by believers, and believers continue to come to worship and even settle down.

In a short period of time, the town of Grew has more than doubled in size. Settled and floating population, more than fifteen thousand people. The population explosion has also brought more business opportunities, and many businessmen with a keen sense of smell have traveled thousands of miles to deliver goods.

Look at the shops and vendors on the street, and there is a dazzling array of goods.

Wu Hui finally got interested in shopping.

"We play the role of a noble young master who experiences life and his faithful butler, don't talk about it later. ”

Wu Hui casually admonished St. Luke, and was quickly attracted by the jam bread sold at a street stall.

The bread was carefully made in the shape of a flower, and the crevices were smeared with sweet jam, and the sesame seeds and meat floss were sprinkled on top, and the whole tray was just served out of the oven, and it was still hot and fragrant.

It looks delicious.

Wu Hui couldn't help but take a look and another look.

"Boss, come for a jam bread. ”

St. Luke walked to the bakery, negotiated with the bakery, and soon bought a jam bread.

"I ...... Master, please use it. St. Luke respectfully handed the bread to Wu Hui and introduced, "This shop is a long-established shop in the town of Gru, and three generations of grandparents have been making jam bread, and the craftsmanship is exquisite, and the taste is worth trying." ”

"Well, I'll try. ”

Wu Hui said it reservedly, but his hand had already taken the bread and took a bite of it quickly.

In an instant, the aroma of meat floss, the sweetness and sourness of the jam, the aroma of sesame seeds, and the fragrance of wheat flour all diffused in his mouth, the taste was rich in layers, the taste was rich, and even the softness and fluffiness of the bread were just right.

Wu Hui sighed in satisfaction.

The jam bread was as good as he had imagined. In terms of taste, taste, and heat, it simply threw off the St. Mai bread he usually eats for several streets.

The only thing that is stronger than the bread of St. Mai is the ingredients.

Wu Hui nibbled on the bread one bite at a time, and while he was satisfied, he couldn't help but want to sigh.

Hey~ If only the gods in his kingdom could have this craft. During this time, he was about to eat dry bread.

However, after all, most of the rough men in the kingdom of God were born as farmers or war soldiers. It's nice to have a few who can make bread, and you can't expect to be very skilled.

Forget it~ It's a big deal that next time I want to eat it, I will come down again.

Wu Hui also understood that this kind of thing could not be forced, so he slowly calmed down and concentrated on enjoying the food.

He walked around the streets, occasionally chatted with passers-by, and tried several special delicacies, feeling satisfied and quite happy.

It wasn't until his stomach was full that Wu Hui's brain, which was completely occupied by food, came back to his senses, and he barely remembered the purpose of his descent this time.

Wu Hui touched his chin: "Luke, you said that the Holy Maiden is still not in the Sacred Square, won't she have already left?"

St. Luke glanced at the sky: "It should still be there now." Today is the Sunday assembly, and after the blessing is over, there will be a session of Bible storytelling, which will continue until dusk, and finally the food that has been offered in front of the statue will be distributed. ”

It's getting close to dusk at this point, and if you hurry up, you should be able to catch it in time.

"Okay, then let's go to the end~"

Wu Hui took St. Luke to the Sacred Square.

However, they were still late in the end.

Just as they arrived at the Sacred Square, the carriage of the Holy Maiden of Light was also driving out of the square, just in the opposite direction from which they had come.

Looking at the carriage that was gradually moving away, Wu Hui couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he was a dignified god of light, and he was tempted by the food of the mortal world to delay time.

To be honest, he is still looking forward to meeting the Holy Maiden of Light, and he has figured out how to reward the Holy Maiden of Light~

"Young Master, shall we go to Gruburg to find Catherina, or shall we go back directly?" St. Luke asked as he glanced at the carriage in the distance.

"There's no hurry,"

The real body descends to the mortal world and the consciousness descends, no matter how long you stay after coming down, you will not consume additional divine power, and there is no need to rush back at all.

Wu Hui said, and was about to find another place to stroll, when he suddenly heard a burst of cheers from the side.

"Huh, it's him again?"

Wu Hui glanced over and saw the figure of the flowers.

At some point a bonfire was lit in the sacred square, and the handsome blond and blue-eyed bard stood by the campfire, singing a hymn of praise for the Holy Maiden, while watching the carriage of the Holy Maiden of Light go away, his eyes focused and fanatical.

The firelight reflected his silhouette, and he looked even more handsome than during the day......

"This kid ......" Wu Hui narrowed his eyes, "Sure enough, he has an intention on the Holy Maiden." ”

Just when he sneered in his heart, how to teach him a lesson, let him know that the Holy Maiden is not something he can touch.

Suddenly.

A few small voices came from the side.

"Hey~ When is this kid leaving?"

"If he continues to sing like this, we will almost not even be able to nibble on black bread~"

"Hey~ Young and singing well, I just don't want to give us old guys a way to live~"

Three or four middle-aged men in hooded robes with vicissitudes of life sat in the corner next to them, looking at the charismatic Blake Lytton with sad faces.

Several of them had musical instruments next to them, and they were all dressed as wandering bards. I want to take advantage of the economic boom and prosperity of Gru Town to come over and make a profit.

As they spoke, several people couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that Blake's presence has dealt a huge blow to their business, so that their original competitors have actually abandoned their old suspicions and sat together to pour bitter water on each other.

One of the bards simply put away the instrument, as if he had given up on himself and had given up on the treatment altogether.

Wu Hui's heart moved, and he suddenly bent down and picked up one of the harps.

"Hey~ How do you take my piano?"

Seeing this, the owner of the instrument changed his face and stood up sharply to snatch the harp back. For the bard, the instrument is the eater, and it must not be lost.

However, before he could touch the corner of Wu Hui's clothes, St. Luke had already stepped forward and stopped him.

"Is it enough?"

St. Luke took out a golden Frank from his bosom, and with a flick of his fingers, the golden coin drew a parabola and fell into the bosom of the instrument's owner.

"Enough, enough!"

The owner of the instrument hurriedly caught Kim Frank, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, and his face suddenly bloomed.

Although the harp is valuable, it is not worth a few silver zaks. With this Golden Frank, he could have gone to the instrument shop to order a better one, and there was a lot left.

They were still negotiating on one side, and on the other side, Wu Hui had already played the harp a few times. The completely intonable string notes and unfamiliar feel made him frown.

This can't be played at all.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Hui's heart moved, and the 0.1 divine power turned into a subtle divine power gushing out from the godhead, and in an instant, the harp in his hand was rapidly deformed under the vast power, and it changed to another look of a folk guitar with exquisite workmanship.

Compared with this harp with the characteristics of the times, he is most familiar with the guitar.

For quite a few years, he also studied guitar hard in college. It's a pity that when he was ready to go downstairs to the goddess to play a song and steal the heart of the beautiful woman after he finished his studies, the beautiful woman had already caught up with a rich second generation.

Forget it~ The childish sadness of the past will not be mentioned for the time being.

Wu Hui hung the guitar on his body and reached out to flick it gently.

The smooth sound of the guitar flows from between him, light and elegant, and melodious.

It's still a familiar tone, a familiar feel.

Nearby, several bards witnessed the miraculous transformation of the harp, and their eyes widened and their mouths widened, and their minds went blank with shock.

Casually like this, the harp has been turned into a completely different instrument, is this young man a legendary magician?

Wu Hui doesn't care what others think, just immersed in reminiscing about guitar skills. He thought back to the tune just now, and although it was smooth and skillful, he still felt that it was not enough.

No matter how much he put gold on his face, he could clearly feel that the tune he played was quite different from Blake's peacock in terms of skill and charm.

At this level, the shot is just a shame.

His mind raced, and suddenly he had an idea.

I am God, God of all powers.

"Godhead, bless me with this body, Master Guitar. ”

His mind moved, and he remembered the countless guitar masters he had seen in music books in his previous life.

The vast divine power surged, and the next moment, the skills and experience of one guitar master after another seemed to be captured from the void by an invisible and majestic force and fell into his body.

In an instant.

He felt the guitar in his hand make him feel different.

The guitar was still the same guitar, but he knew every part of the guitar, every string, even the material from which it was made, and the guitar in his hand seemed to be an extension of his arm, and even before he started playing, he could be completely sure that he could master it completely and play any melody with it.

An unparalleled sense of confidence rose in his heart.

With his fingertips on the guitar strings, he doesn't need to think about it, and the melody flows from his fingertips.

The crisp strings are as fast as a drumbeat, like the free and uninhibited wind under the starry sky, flowing in the deeper and deeper night.

The girls around Blake Lytton were still cheering for the young and handsome bard, but when they heard the song, they involuntarily fell silent, and the cheering came to an abrupt end.

Even Blake Lytton, who was forgetting to play the harp and singing beautiful poems, was stunned, unconsciously stopped plucking the strings, and looked through the crowd at Wu Hui, who was playing with his eyes down, revealing a look of shock.

Wu Hui continued to play the guitar, as if immersed in his own musical world, and the beautiful and smooth notes drifted into the distance with the wind.

"Huh?"

In the distance, the carriage that had already driven out of the square, the curtain was gently lifted by a jade hand, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, her bright eyes flickering slightly, obviously attracted by the fresh and beautiful melody.

"Your Highness. A heavily armed member of the Guardian of the Holy Maiden came up and bent over, "There's a new bard in the holy square, do you want to touch his bottom? ”

The Saint Catherine listened to the melody with her eyes, raised her hand to stop him, and said with half-closed eyes: "His piano sound is clean and clear, and it cleanses people's hearts and expels their fatigue like flowing water." Father Luke once said that I think he is a good man. ”

......