The huge hot spring temple was already unfolding in front of her, and she could already see from outside the temple gate that the circular square in front of the main hall was full of kneeling people.

Behind the last Bodhi tree at the end of the Divine Blessing Avenue, Cheng Jiao bent down and took off the leather shoes on his feet, buried them in the grass under the tree, changed into high-heeled embroidered shoes behind his back, tied his belt, wiped the sweat from his forehead, gathered his hair, and walked into the temple gate.

No sooner had she knelt in the crowd than the midday bell rang. She looked up and saw her mother, the Golden Leaf Shrine Maiden of the Hot Spring Temple, ascending the steps to the left of the altar in the center of the square, and standing in the center of the high platform.

She was slender and long-legged, and was dressed in a bright red silk gown with a gold embroidery on the neckline, handmade by the best craftsmen in the embroidery workshop. She looked up at the clear sky motionlessly, the weather was hot and dry, and there was not a trace of wind, so that even the corners of her light skirt did not move, only the midday sun shone on the small golden leaf necklace she wore around her neck, shining brightly.

The audience was silent, and thousands of eyes were fixed on her alone.

Cheng Jiao secretly pinched a handful of sweat for her mother, and when she was worried about whether her mother's eyes would be sore and tearful if she looked at the sun without blinking, her mother suddenly lowered her head and picked up the congratulatory card from the carved altar table in front of her.

This movement affected everything, her broken gold earrings swayed, the golden leaf necklace swayed, the hollowed-out gold bracelets and gold anklets jingled, and the eyes of thousands of people under the sacrificial altar also turned with her. She skillfully lit the gold sandpaper with incense, and then used the gold sandpaper to ignite the greeting card in her hand, and this series of movements was done in one go, like a light dance.

Cheng Jiao knew that the greeting card was written with gold sand to write the latest progress in the armament and people's livelihood of the islands.

The lit greeting card quickly burst into flames, turning into tiny pieces of golden sand almost instantly. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and everyone present was excited. People feel that this is not a hot and dry wind, but a cool breeze!

The advancing wind swept across the lawn, stirring the hairs of the people, turning the leaves to reveal the pale backs of the leaves, and it swirled up from the steps at the bottom of the altar, lifting the tablecloth laid on the carved altar, and the thousands of tassels hanging from the tablecloth were tied with small bells at the ends, and the sound of "bells" was sounded one after another. Everyone watched as the wind swept away the thin, shiny golden sand in the hands of the hot spring hall, and those golden sands turned into a thin gold chain, circling and rising, rising higher and higher, emitting bright flashes in the air.

People who followed the rising gaze of the golden sand were surprised to find that the previously bright blue and cloudless sky had somehow appeared fluffy large clouds, and these clouds accumulated more and more, gradually joining together. People stared at the sky with bated breath, not daring to breathe, because they could see that the clouds were changing every second. They turned from sheep-white to light gray, and those who had just blinked found that they had turned to lead ash and looked heavier and heavier, and the rising golden sand gave its last flash and disappeared into the clouds thousands of feet thick. At this moment, the clouds surged in all directions like ink poured into clear water, covering the whole sky faster than the wind, and suddenly, a dazzling thunderbolt illuminated the thick clouds, and the thunder was like a command, and the full raindrops fell from the sky and flew down to the dry earth below.

"Ahh There was a cry of surprise from the crowd in the square, from the man who had been hit in the face by the first raindrop. Then the people shouted for joy because the rain was falling!

Everyone present saw the changes that had taken place between heaven and earth in this short period of time. Some of them haven't seen rain for half a year, some haven't bathed and washed for months, and many have forgotten what it is like to drink water. The cool rain falling from the sky stretched their brows, and their joy was indescribable. Some of them had been suspicious of the young hot spring temple, some had heard that she was a loose personality and often did not attend the temple's morning classes, and some had heard the legend of the strange deeds of her only daughter, but after witnessing this almost miraculous prayer for rain, the dark clouds of doubt in their hearts had long been blown away, and they were convinced that this witch of the main god island town hall with her special skills would be their savior.

As the rain fell from the sky, Cheng Jiao's hanging heart also fell, and she didn't know whether it was because of the excitement or the coolness of the rain, her body trembled slightly. Looking through the dense rain curtain to the high altar, my mother had left at some point. Cheng Jiao knew where she was going, so she made her way through the revelry crowd and stumbled towards the west side of the temple.

Seeing the people around her who had never known each other cheering, and some even kneeling on the ground and kissing the water that had merged into a stream, she was deeply proud of her mother.

The crowd was so crowded and in a state of madness that she would bump into people wherever she went, but now she realized who she had knocked down. It was a girl of the same age as Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao turned around and pulled her up, and saw that the girl's big eyes were overflowing with tears, mixed with the rain on her face.

She suddenly couldn't control her desire to talk, and shouted to the girl, "The Lord of the Hot Spring Hall who prayed for rain just now is my mother!" ”

It was so noisy that the girl obviously didn't hear Cheng Jiao's words, but she also had something to say in her chest. She held Cheng Jiao's hand tightly and shouted in a trembling cry: "Look~Look~~ I knew that the gods would not leave us, and the hot spring hall had rained down!" Are you happy? Let's get down on our knees and thank her! ”

Cheng Jiao didn't know what to say, so he could only kneel down with her and kowtow to the altar. Kowtow to her mother, she kowtowed willingly, but after getting up, she came to her senses, there was still a lot of work to do today, she had to find her mother quickly, so she quickened her pace.

The place to go is the side gate located directly west of the hot spring temple, where there is a dense forest. In the world's most famous and greatest circular temple, everyone can only walk on two feet. Sincere people who pray for God's blessing will even kneel and prostrate from the main entrance facing the Divine Blessing Avenue during the weekly open house, spending the whole day walking around the huge temple. No one dared to ride a horse in the temple area, so there was no horse gallery in the temple.

As the shrine maiden of the temple, if my mother came on horseback, she always tied her horse to the first hibiscus tree in the woods where Simon had just entered.

After making his way through the crowd of revelers in the square with great difficulty, Cheng Jiao ran towards the west side of the temple. She was alone, her clothes were soaked, her shoes were dirty, and she couldn't walk through the cascading temple in the center of the hot spring temple to the west gate, so she had to make a detour along the west side of the temple.

At first, there was a lot of noise in her ears, but she ran straight west along the main hall for five or six hundred meters, and when she reached the west hall, the noisy voices were left behind, and she could only hear the sound of falling rain between heaven and earth.

Turning the first corner of the side hall, the girl exerted force under her feet, and the speed was even faster.

On the right side of her are carved rosewood doors, each with a different historical allusion. For more than ten years, Cheng Jiao ran back and forth countless times on the black stone floor of this circular temple, and every story was well known to her. On the left side of her, on the side of the dense rain curtain, you can faintly see the delicate bungalows built along the tall purple temple walls of the circular temple. Each room is the same size and has its own house, and it is the residence of the shrine maidens, most of whom are the best graduates of Kinwuin Temple, and after training at the hot spring shrine, they go to the Wanji Temple and the temple on each island. The east and west side halls are not as high as the central hall with layers of high towers, the two side halls have only two floors, and they are not as spacious as the main hall, the front of the side hall is two hundred meters, and the side is only one hundred and fifty meters.

Cheng Jiao soon came to the second corner of the west side hall, where the forest should be visible at a glance.

But when she turned the corner, she first saw a group of young men walking briskly along the eaves of the side hall like her.

They were uniformly dressed in white clothes and white trousers with dark purple satin edges, dark purple ribbons around their waists, brass rings, and dark purple cloaks. Bow your head and be silent, and walk lightly. The long line marched forward in a single line, and Cheng Jiao didn't need to count to know that it must be a hundred. The procession of 100 men marched in order, but did not make a sound. This is the top 100 students in the overall score of Jinwu Academy. They came to pray for rain on behalf of the highest university in the Divine Blessed Continent, and they could also be seen in other major sacrifices or at the Divine Advent Festival at the end of the year.

In previous years, when Cheng Jiao saw this golden crow boy with a total of one hundred, he would always have mixed feelings. On the one hand, she admires and envies these proud sons of the sky. On the other hand, thinking of her erratic achievements, she felt ashamed of her appearance, and felt that the white and purple hospital uniform was out of reach. But this year can be very different. With Chiji's help, her martial arts performance skyrocketed, and she was at the top of the list for half a year! She was already good at rituals and medicine, and although spirituality was a mess, most of the students with outstanding spirituality were inspired to go to Wanji Temple. Therefore, in the last semester, she graduated with the first comprehensive score in Lakeside Chengxue! In this way, it is a sure thing to enter the Golden Crow Temple in September!

The change in identity has made her mood very different, and she now dares to have the courage to look at the back in front of her with the eyes of a competitor.

By next year, I will not only wear a white and purple dress to represent the Kinwuin Temple to participate in the sacrifice, but also fight for a position at the front of the line, and never fall behind the back of the crane.

Thinking of this, her competitive heart suddenly rose. She knew that the group of teenagers would not be traveling with her, but would go to the back door of the temple and return to the Golden Crow Courtyard on the Lake of Fire. Instead of slowing down her pace and following the end of the line under the cornices of the western temple, she suddenly accelerated towards the rain diagonally ahead, so that she could take the shortest route through the empty inner courtyard of the temple to the west gate.

The group of young men was extremely disciplined, and they all heard the sound of irregular footsteps behind them, but none of them looked back out of curiosity. But the Jiao rushed out of the slanted thorns and galloped through the rain, which did attract their attention. How could anyone dare to run alone in this supreme sacred hall, and it was a fiery girl.

Everyone looked sideways, their faces looked surprised, and there was a slight commotion in the ranks.

Only the young man at the front of the line continued to move forward with his head held high without squinting, his mouth and nose covered with white linen, so that his appearance and expression could not be seen. The girl who followed closely behind him glanced at Cheng Jiao's back, and her cold face did not have a trace of waves. In third place was a dark-skinned boy who stared at the girl running in the rain until she entered the woods ahead, then threw his head up into the rain.

As soon as she stepped into the rain, Cheng Jiao regretted a little, the group of young people behind her were all her brothers and sisters, and they all had unique skills! As a preparatory student who has not entered the school, it is indeed inappropriate for her to act so flamboyantly. But she keenly felt several sharp gazes cast on her back, and the pride of being watched by everyone instantly drowned out the remorse that had just been born, and she felt that she was the most special and free person in the world who ran alone in the heavy rain!

After running into the woods, Cheng Jiao slowed down his pace to calm down his excitement, and at the same time secretly reminded himself that he couldn't tell his mother about it when he saw him.

This is a hibiscus forest, and it is now in bloom, and it should be a green leaf pink flower, competing to invite people, but the scenery in the forest is very different. At this time, listening to the branches and leaves, seeing the red everywhere, can be described as miserable. However, Cheng Jiao did not feel pity for the falling flowers, because she understood that the hibiscus flowers were already blooming and falling, and every time they withered in order to bloom more brilliantly next time. It is precisely because this flower is like the sun constantly setting and rising, and it is the embodiment of the true meaning of "all things are one, and the cycle is endless", that it was planted in the hot spring shrine dedicated to the sun goddess Apollona. The two hibiscus trees on the left and right sides of the back door, as high as two feet, can be crowned with acres, it is said that the first year of the god system and the foundation stone of the hot spring shrine landed together, so far it is more than 600 years old.

There was a person under the tree, holding a red horse and walking out of the door, it was the Golden Leaf Witch.