Chapter 14 Blasphemy
That’s right, Jiang Yang’s makeup skills can deceive people who have never seen her true face in real life.
But unfortunately, a staff member of Wuliangcai Company saw her true appearance.
When Jiang Yang saw the two staff members who had reminded her to pay back her debt, her heart jumped into her throat.
A man and a woman were obviously just called out from bed by the company. The sleepiness on their faces had not yet disappeared, and their steps were relatively slow.
But even if you go slowly, it only takes a few minutes to walk from the front to the back of the plane.
Just as he was about to reach Jiang Yang, Chongming's hand tightly grasped the corner of Jiang Yang's clothes. Obviously, he also knew that this was the most dangerous moment.
In order not to attract attention, Jiang Yang pretended to be indifferent to the people who had just come in, just like the other passengers, and did not even raise his head from beginning to end.
However, although she did not look up, her hearing was extremely sharp. After a while, she heard the sound of footsteps stop.
Jiang Yang didn't even need to judge, he saw a pair of women's black flat shoes at his feet.
The next second, someone patted Jiang Yang's shoulder.
Jiang Yang turned back in mock impatience: "What's wrong?"
She raised her head, her gaze moving from her shoes to her face, finally settling on the familiar face of the woman.
"What do you want?" Jiang Yang asked again, seemingly not understanding why the woman called him.
The woman looked at this face that was so familiar, suppressed her inner excitement, and looked back at the man behind her in confusion:
"It's not her. She looks a bit like her in the photo, but once you get to the real thing, you'll realize it's not her at all."
As she spoke, she looked at Chongming on the side, "And there was only one girl who escaped. Where did she get a child that big from?"
The man nodded without saying anything, and gestured for the woman to continue walking back.
A huge stone fell from Jiang Yang's heart. He looked at the newspaper in his hand without changing his expression, but he had great doubts about the woman just now.
Although the woman claimed that she didn't notice it, why did she feel that the woman recognized it at first sight?
A few minutes later, all the crew members on the plane were evacuated.
Jiang Yang could feel the woman passing by him and throwing something at him.
It was so light and weightless that when it fell on Jiang Yang, it not only made no sound but also bounced to the ground.
Jiang Yang closed his eyes and pretended to rest, completely ignoring it and pretending that he didn't see it.
Soon, the cabin door of the aircraft closed and the aircraft entered a gliding state.
Only when the roar of a plane taking off was heard did Jiang Yang pick up the things on the ground.
It's a note.
She opened the note and saw a few words written on it. The handwriting was flowing, obviously written in a panic.
——I wish you a bright future.
Although the words were clearly messy, Jiang Yang could see the sincerity in them.
The sincerity of a stranger from another world who had nothing to do with her.
Jiang Yang looked out the window. Outside the window of the plane that had already taken off was thick cloud, and the woman's figure had long disappeared.
She lowered her head and put the note into her computer bag, thinking, "Thank you."
......
Chongning City is not far away, and the plane landed in just an hour.
Jiang Yang took Chongming all the way to the airport office without any obstruction and started taking statements.
The airport staff obviously did not expect that an illegal immigrant would come to surrender. When they first heard the purpose of Jiang Yang and the others' visit, they were a little surprised and even suspected that Jiang Yang and the others were here for fun.
But after confirming it again and again, looking at the weak woman and three-year-old child in front of him, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, and for a moment, he looked at Jiang Yang and Chongming with pity in his eyes.
Unfortunately, no matter how much I love you, I still have to go through the process of applying for identity and household registration.
Just as Chongming had found out online, Chongning City was very tolerant of illegal residents. Coupled with the mysterious misunderstanding between the two people by the office staff, after confirming Jiang Yang's beliefs, the two quickly went through the process.
The conditions for obtaining a household registration in Chongning City are neither difficult nor easy.
The two need to go to the Temple of Light to receive baptism from the priests, and then ensure that they have not committed any illegal or disciplinary acts before they can obtain a temporary residence permit in Chongning City.
The temporary residence permit is renewed every year, and when the time is almost up every year, you need to go to the priest's temple again to be baptized.
One can obtain a household registration in Chongning City only after having lived in Chongning City for ten years (paying a tax of 100,000 yuan per year) or having achieved some major achievements.
However, in order to attract talents, Chongning City has issued a new policy in terms of household registration in the past two years.
As long as you are admitted to the Priest Academy of the God of Light or enter the Priest Temple, you can directly become a resident of Chongning City.
Jiang Yang looked at the somewhat harsh conditions and shook his head.
The staff obviously also knew that although Chongning City had relaxed household registration controls, obtaining a household registration was still very strict.
It was impossible to accomplish this with the powerless woman and child in front of him.
After thinking for a moment, she spoke to him in comfort: "Apart from going to the Priest's Hall every year to apply for a temporary residence permit, living in Chongning City is the same whether you have a household registration or not."
Jiang Yang smiled politely, said thank you, and soon came to the priest's hall with Chongming.
As soon as Chongming entered the Priest Hall of the God of Light, it was like returning home. He looked left and right and couldn't stop for a quarter of an hour.
Fortunately, he knew his limits and understood that he was just a child in the eyes of outsiders, so he stayed by Jiang Yang's side and never left.
Chongming is good-looking to begin with, and now he appears to be curious but quiet and sensible, which simply melts the hearts of the staff who have been following them all the way.
She reached out to touch Chongming, but Chongming dodged her hand.
Jiang Yang smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm sorry, he has never liked others touching him since he was a child."
The staff member didn't care and quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, no, no, I should be the one to apologize. It was me who didn't consider his opinion."
Jiang Yang chatted with the staff all the way, and when the group arrived at the priest's temple, they exchanged not only names but also home addresses and contact information.
Liu Qingqing stopped at the entrance of the Priest Hall and kindly warned, "Don't be afraid. The priests in the Priest Hall are very powerful. They will never wrongly accuse a good person."
Jiang Yang nodded and walked into the side hall under the guidance of the priest.
Once Liu Qingqing left, Chongming had a place to use his skills.
He introduced it in Jiang Yang's mind: "This is a side hall of the Priest's Hall, usually used to deal with conflicts between believers."
"It's a suitable place for priests to baptize believers now. It seems that even though the God of Light hasn't appeared in the world for a long time, the management of the Priest's Hall has not been relaxed."
Chongming also felt a little proud. He had seen on the Internet before that many priest temples had lost their original functions. He was a little worried about the Temple of Light, but now it seems that they don’t need to worry about it.
Sure enough, no matter what time, the believers of the God of Light are the best!
Thinking of this, Chongming straightened his small chest, looking heroic and proud like a rooster that had won a battle.
Jiang Yang heard Zhongming's praise for the Priest Hall and quickly stopped talking: "Now is not the time to discuss this. The key is that I won't be discovered by the priests, right?"
Jiang Yang became more and more worried as she spoke, and her hand holding Chongming's tightened involuntarily. It didn't hurt, but it made Chongming feel her nervousness firsthand.
In her mind, Chongming said, half comforting, half aggrieved, "How could you tell?"
"Don't forget, I'm the one covering up for you! Who am I? I'm the First Emissary of the God of Light. Those mortals have never even seen the face of the God of Light, so how could they possibly see through my cover-up?"
Chongming glanced at Jiang Yang with a look of disappointment, "You have to be confident! With this spell of mine, you will not only be a believer in the God of Light, but also the most powerful believer in the God of Light. Believe me!"
Jiang Yang looked down at Chongming's face full of certainty, and walked in with firm confidence, as if he really believed in Chongming.
Just as Chongming showed a teachable expression, he heard Jiang Yang mumbling to himself through the neural link that had not yet been broken.
Jiang Yang: "Even if they really figure out that I'm not a follower of the God of Light, the worst that can happen is that they run away!"
Chongming was stunned for a long time as if struck by lightning: "......"
It took him a long time to come back to his senses: I’ve talked for so long but you still don’t believe me!
After Jiang Yang and Chongming followed the white-robed priest into the temple, the high priest who presided over the baptism just glanced at the two of them and invited Jiang Yang to the baptismal platform.
It is called a baptismal font, but in fact it was originally an auxiliary altar next to the altar.
It was just baptism, and it had nothing to do with those high-sounding things that Jiang Yang had in mind.
Under the guidance of the high priest, Jiang Yang simply placed his hands into a magnificent golden basin, and then watched the high priest scoop up water from the basin and pour it on his hands little by little.
Jiang Yang looked at the water in the basin. The originally clear water shone with golden light under the reflection of the golden basin, as if what was in front of him was not water, but gold.
But no matter how Jiang Yang looked at it, he could only see that it was an ordinary pool of water.
Jiang Yang naturally believed that there was nothing magical about this water. When the water touched his skin, he closed his eyes to feel it, but in the end he felt nothing.
Jiang Yang heard the chief priest say softly, "Okay."
She suddenly opened her eyes, stared blankly at the basin, and sighed inwardly: "I am too weak to feel anything."
Jiang Yang stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by the chief priest and taken to the statue nearby.
"Put your hand on it," she heard the high priest say.
Jiang Yang looked up a little slowly, then stood on tiptoe and placed his hand in the hand of the statue.
Everyone in the hall was surprised to see this scene.
Even the high priest who had been smiling since he came in frowned, as if Jiang Yang had done something extremely outrageous.
At that moment, everyone in the hall looked at Jiang Yang together. Dozens of eyes were focused on him, and Jiang Yang felt a lot of pressure.
Jiang Yang had only one explanation for this anomaly—the fact that she was not a believer of the God of Light had been exposed!
Jiang Yang was about to run, but was stopped by Chongming the next second: "He asked you to put your hand on the birth stone in the depression in front of the statue, not to hold the hand of the God of Light!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yang stretched his head to take a look, and sure enough, he saw a circular groove in the front half of the statue.
The groove was very shallow and almost merged into the altar. If she hadn't listened to Chongming's words and looked carefully, it would have been easily overlooked.
Jiang Yang argued in his mind, "The groove is too shallow, I couldn't see it at all. It's so irresponsible of the priests of the Temple of Light to not mark such an important place."
Chongming looked up at the sky helplessly and felt deep sympathy for the priest of the Temple of Light who was carrying a big pot on his back.
"In the temple of priests, when verifying believers, they would have them place their hands on the life-testing stone on the altar. The color of the light emitted by the stone would determine which god the person believed in."
"It's my fault. This has been the rule for thousands of years. Everyone knows it. No one has ever made a mistake here, so I just forgot about it."
Chong Mingsheng said with despair, "But you actually dared to put your hand on the statue? Do you know that your behavior is blasphemy? In serious cases, you can be arrested!"
He looked around and saw that everyone in the hall was looking at Jiang Yang with deep hatred, and realized that he was really in trouble this time.
Chongming wailed, "Even if you put it on your feet, it would be better than it is now!"
Jiang Yang was a little shy: "It's not nice to touch someone's feet on the first meeting, right? In our world, feet are a very private part of a person. If I touch them rashly, how is that any different from teasing him?"
Chongming looked at her in disbelief as if he had seen Jiang Yang for the first time. Even though he had heard those words, he still couldn't believe that they were said by Jiang Yang.
"Are you embarrassed to get in? What's there to be embarrassed about? If you're embarrassed to touch someone's feet, then go hold their hand? Do you even know what holding hands means?"
"In this world, placing your hands on the hands of a deity is something only priests above the rank of high priest can do."
Zhongming paused. "Although you are a god on equal footing with the God of Light, others don't know this. In their eyes, what you're doing is challenging the authority of the Priest's Palace."
Chongming said weakly, "In the eyes of other believers of the God of Light, your action is an offense to the God..."
Chongming looked around carefully, ready to run away with Jiang Yang if he saw anything unexpected.
Jiang Yang smiled embarrassedly, then pulled his hand back and placed it neatly in the groove.
The next second, a flash of white light appeared, and the originally dim hall was instantly illuminated.
After the white light, Jiang Yang noticed out of the corner of his eye that the high priest's frown relaxed, and his eyes looked at him with much softer expression.
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