Chapter 16 should be terrible, right?
Jiang Yang looked at the clean house in front of him and smiled, "Thanks to you, the high priest even picked out a house for us."
Jiang Yang looked at the house. If nothing unexpected happened, this house would be her and Chongming's permanent residence in the next few years.
I have to say that the high priest is worthy of being a leader of the Temple of Priests, and he considers things very carefully.
The house introduced to Jiang Yang may not be the best, but it is definitely the most suitable one for her.
The room is not big, the infrastructure is complete, and the floor is not high. There are several transportation routes around the house, but because of the distance and greenery in the community, there is almost no noise.
Considering the urgent needs of Jiang Yang and Chong Ming, the contract was signed on the same day and they could move in with their luggage on the same day.
Jiang Yang opened the window and felt the sunlight outside shining on her face. A wave of warmth came over her, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.
She simply straightened the bed sheets and said with a smile, "I see the high priest is very fond of you. He's been so busy running around, it makes me tired."
Jiang Yang tidied the sheets and slumped down on the bed. Looking at Chongming's solemn expression, he said jokingly, "How about it, is our Lord Chongming moved by this high priest?"
Chongming's face wrinkled into a bun, "Stop it, I'm already so old, why should I still go to kindergarten?"
Seeing that Jiang Yang didn't respond, he muttered, "If my former colleagues knew about this, would I still be able to maintain my dignity?"
"And if you really get targeted by the Priest Hall, I haven't completely concealed your abnormality. If even the slightest clue is revealed, you'll be doomed."
After Chongming finished speaking, he waited for a long time. Seeing that Jiang Yang did not respond, he stretched his head to look, only to see that Jiang Yang had fallen on the bed with his eyes closed and was fast asleep.
Chongming thought of the difficulties along the way, sighed deeply, and retreated.
When Jiang Yang woke up, it was already dark.
She picked up the phone beside her and found that the live broadcast time had passed.
She didn't care about her image, quickly got up and went to the living room to find the computer.
You have to know that although she took a leave, it was only for one day and the live broadcast had only been going on for two days. Although it was quite popular, it would not be good if this left a bad impression of being unpunctual in the minds of the audience.
As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw Chongming sitting in front of his computer.
Jiang Yang looked over and saw on the computer screen that the live broadcast room had been opened.
She immediately realized that Chongming opened it because he saw that his live broadcast time was about to end.
As for why he didn't wake himself up, Jiang Yang had his own guess. It was probably because he saw that he was too tired.
Jiang Yang sat next to Chongming, not daring to look up at the number in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room.
Although Chongming helped him open a live broadcast room, he did not have any scripts saved before, so there was nothing to broadcast after Chongming opened the room.
After half an hour of boring live broadcast, it is obvious that not many people will continue to stay in this live broadcast room.
But Chongming meant well, and it is better to have a live broadcast than not, at least the audience will feel better.
"Thank you," Jiang Yang looked at Chongming with gentle eyes.
Chongming looked up at Jiang Yang with surprise, and the next second he put his index finger to his mouth, making a gesture to keep quiet.
Jiang Yang understood instantly and subconsciously looked towards the live broadcast room, only to find that the situation in the live broadcast room was completely different from what she had expected.
The number of people in the live broadcast room not only did not decrease, but increased by nearly a quarter compared to the day before.
But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Chongming didn’t know what he was doing in the live broadcast room before, but he actually turned on the microphone.
Although Jiang Yang responded immediately and did not continue speaking, the audience in the live broadcast room had obviously realized that the anchor was back, and the barrage in the live broadcast room grew faster than newly grown leeks.
"Is the host awake? But I haven't finished listening to the popular science lecture. Can the host go back to sleep?"
"Oh my god! Who would have thought that I just wanted to relax by watching some love stories on a live stream, but ended up taking a theology class here... At this moment, a small crisp shattered gently."
"The real anchor is back? But what if I still want to hear Xiao Haige continue his theological history lecture? I just showed the livestream to my theological history teacher, and my usually demanding teacher actually said that Xiao Haige's lectures were not only accurate but also profound."
"The teacher upstairs is really nice. My teacher is different. He's known for being pedantic in our school. He just saw the livestream and scolded me, saying that anyone can teach the history of theology these days."
Jiang Yang knew what Chongming had done when she was not there as soon as she saw the barrage of comments. She turned around and saw a smile on Chongming's face. She knew that he was also very happy when he spoke, and it was not just to buy time for her.
Or maybe, at the beginning Chongming really wanted to use this to help him attract audiences, but later he also found a lot of fun in it.
Jiang Yang jokingly said, "It seems your live broadcast is better than mine. Why don't you do this live broadcast?"
Chongming was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands. He turned off the microphone in the live broadcast room and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a good thing you came, otherwise I don't know what I would say next."
"What I just said in the live broadcast room are all what I read online in the past two days. At most, it combines some of my previous experiences, but there are many things in the latter part that I dare not talk about without reading the current books."
"After all, no one knows if my words, which I said too much, might reveal the privacy of some gods and provoke resentment from their believers."
"You know, there are many things about the gods that the priests have recorded. However, in order to protect the image of the gods, they choose not to talk about them. At most, only the high priest and the chief priest in the priest's hall know about them."
"Believe it or not, if these secrets were to be leaked, those people from the Temple of Priests would hunt me down to the ends of the earth."
The more Chongming spoke, the more bitter the smile on Jiang Yang's face became.
"You mean, those secrets of the gods you told me are likely to be recorded by the priests?"
Chongming nodded, completely unaware of how much his words had hurt Jiang Yang: "Yes, every deity's deeds will be recorded by the Priest Hall, and the God of Light is no exception."
Jiang Yang tried to struggle: "Didn't you say that this matter is very shameful for the God of Light and he never asked others to mention it? Is it possible that the people in the Priest Hall don't know about this matter at all?"
Jiang Yang tried to infer his own experience, "After all, for a god to erase his own memories and descend to earth to become a follower of another god, that's inherently shameful, right?"
"If it were me, there's no way I'd let this thing get out!"
Chongming sat on the sofa, his little feet a few centimeters off the ground, swinging back and forth like a swing.
"Yes, the God of Light did not allow anyone to mention this matter at the beginning. Even the messengers who followed him didn't know about it, let alone the priests far away in the mortal world."
Jiang Yang was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Chongming continue, "But later on, for some reason, word of this incident reached the ears of the Dark God."
"Although the God of Light and the God of Darkness were born in the same batch of gods and were also born in chaos, they can be considered brothers. However, due to their attributes, the two gods have always been at odds with each other."
"It's easy to imagine that if the Dark God knows about this, it means the whole world knows about it."
Chongming frowned as he thought about the troubles the God of Light had experienced during that time, as this story, which could be considered an embarrassment to him, had caused him.
"At that time, humans hadn't yet developed the science and technology to connect with people thousands of miles away. Every day, apart from eating and sleeping, they served the gods, so news about the gods spread the fastest."
"Under such circumstances, it's impossible for the Priest Hall, which is most concerned about the God of Light, not to record this matter, right?"
Jiang Yang smiled bitterly. According to Chongming, despite such large-scale dissemination, not many people remembered this incident until now. This was enough to prove how much effort the believers of the God of Light had put in to erase this story.
And now, he had adapted this incident into a novel... Jiang Yang smiled awkwardly. He could already imagine the scene after the prototype of the live broadcast story was exposed and he was found by the followers of the God of Light...
He must have died miserably, right?
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