Chapter 1376: Memorial place

This place called the Holy Spirit Tower is very strange. I don't know what it is used for now. The tower has an amazing size. Looking down from a small platform located at the upper end of the tower wall, the bottom of the tower is almost bottomless like a mighty abyss, and the entrance to the tower is a certain one located near the main hall of the temple. The side door of the corridor, which obviously does not fit the building structure of the Obsidian Palace, so this tower should be the product of some kind of distorted space. This is not surprising. Protoss buildings often see this kind of distorted space phenomenon. They have different talents. They are born to be able to freely pinch spatial phenomena and mathematical logic. This directly leads them to build houses full of freewheeling style. The restaurant was half decorated and suddenly remembered that there should be a library next door, so I digged a hole in the wall and stuffed it into a library larger than Buckingham Palace. After the bedroom was just finished, I suddenly thought it was necessary to put an ecological park in the house, so Digging a hole directly behind the closet and stuffing it into an ice-bound continent, it was also named Naoya Kingdom-this group of free-riding Protoss often did this.
Oh, without discussing the problem of the Protoss building a house, I was just curious about the usefulness of this holy spirit tower. It is really strange to put a tall tower higher than the palace in the house, and there is an exit above the tower. From there When you go out, you will even come to a space with a red moon. The moon is said to be one third of the earth. Do you know what this concept is? In other words, in order to set up a chandelier in the tower of the house, the Bingtis family created a different world. The tyrant's sky looked up so blindly. What is the purpose of such a high-end place?
I listened to Bingtis's command, and jumped down from the tower wall, followed by the sound of wind whispering in my ear. The weightlessness continued for a long time before I could dimly see the ground at the bottom of the tower. No light source that can be called a "lamp" is visible in this tower, but as long as you move inside the tower, a large area around you will be filled with just the right amount of light. It seems that God has set different optical rules for this place, which is a very convenient means of lighting.
After falling for a long distance, I finally came to the bottom of the tower, slowed down, adjusted the center of gravity, perfect posture, and landed on both feet: That's great, this time I didn't have a problem when I landed. I breathed a sigh of relief and began to look around. The hall was filled with light that was neither strong nor weak. So it's easy to see the whole picture here, but the scene here is very disappointing: this is just a very empty circular hall, with no beautiful and attractive furnishings at all.
The ground under the foot is cast with deep black crystal as a whole, and there is a thin layer of transparent crystal on the surface of the black crystal, between these two crystals. Floating silver-white light flow, these light flows have a fine structure and regularity, they are intertwined into a huge rune array and cover the entire hall. The rune array also shows a circle due to the shape of the hall. The center should be the focus of the "French Array", it is a silver-white ring. The radius is about two or three meters, and the interior is empty.
Around the hall, there is a circle of obsidian sculptures with no visible faces. These sculptures may be wearing heavy armor. Either wearing a robe or a hunting suit, they stand upright, regardless of their gender. The thing in common is that the faces are partly ambiguous, completely unlike the idols I saw elsewhere in the temple. There may be hundreds of sculptures in this circle. Like a silent guard, he stood around the hall, staring at the silver ring in the center of the hall.
I licked my lips. This weird holy spirit tower was obviously not a place to go for a walk after dinner, but the first thing Bingtis got home was to guide me to this place, which made me wonder. However, as soon as I wanted to ask, I was interrupted by the sound of breaking air from mid-air. Bingtis's soul suddenly awakened from the silence and screamed: "Catch! Catch! Hurry!"
Suddenly I didn't respond: "Catch what?"
Then I knew what to catch: a long-haired, graceful body fell straight up from the air, and slammed on the ground without moving, I clearly saw that she landed on the face first, and her head was still there. Bounced on the ground ...
"Scarred face ..." Bingtis's soul cried fiercely in my mind, "Why don't you a bastard!"
As I stepped forward to look at the detached body that was already on the ground like a female corpse, I quarreled with the owner of the body in my head.
As I said, I carefully turned Bingtis's body over, letting her upper body lean into her arms, and I knew what was going on: I just forgot to fix this body when I jumped down. I didn't give her any instructions to wait in place, so I followed her shortly after I jumped down. After all, this body lacks control. She can walk, sit, but not fly, and has no thinking ability, so she slaps her face down.
Of course, the Protoss body is strong, and it is no problem to fall from such a high level, but this sudden situation seems to exceed the amount of information that the body's remaining thinking ability can handle: she was foolish. She didn't respond when I patted her face, but half-opened a pair of dead fish eyes and stared at the front. I pinched my face, pinched my nose, and cut into people—it didn't work, the Protoss didn't have this acupuncture point. Anyway, after a long time toss, the dead fish eyes blinked suddenly, and my eyes fell on me with focus: this is the restart.
"Do you think it's a bit flat?" I pinched Bingtis's nose anxiously, exchanging opinions with the other side's soul.
"... Your illusion, this face is defensively high."
I chuckled twice, consciously arguing with Bingtis. I didn't want to take advantage in this life, so I supported her body and finally couldn't help wondering: "What the is this?"
"Holy Spirit Tower, a place to commemorate the dead," Bettis said softly. "I'll come here every time I come back."
"Remembrance ... Do you say this is a spiritual hall?" I was suddenly a little dazed, and then suddenly thought of the Oolong incident just now, I felt extremely inappropriate. "Isn't that disturbing the dead just now? This is a great crime."
"No matter how serious the sin is, it ’s caused by the body running away randomly," Bingtis didn't seem to care. "And you don't need to be nervous. This is not a place to be so solemn. The Holy Spirit Tower is not a spiritual church or a cemetery, but A place to commemorate. I used to play when I was a kid. At that time, it was crazy than you think. "
Bingtis said so, but I can still hear that she has converged on her noisy nature now. I looked around again, and finally understood what the deep and somber atmosphere was. The strange tower in the twisted space and the independent spacetime outside the tower were all built to commemorate the dead. The red moon in the sky I am afraid it also has special significance. I can't help thinking about it and follow it: Although Sister Bing emphasizes that the Holy Spirit Tower is not a cemetery or a spiritual hall, and I don't need to say a few words, but this atmosphere is really not suitable for noise.
"What about the Protoss. There is no cemetery," Bingtis's voice sounded softly in the bottom of my heart, "or more directly, the Protoss will not leave a corpse after death. Nothing will remain. You also know that the protoss are very difficult to kill. We can be resurrected, reborn, we can die for hundreds of millions of years and then return to the world. The who died in the eyes of mortals is only temporarily expelled from the current world, or simply sleeps temporarily. The soul or body is left behind, which is not a real death for the Protoss-this is also true for your Apostles of the Spirit. But we also die completely. Except for those goddesses of life where there is no death, most of the Protoss Died on the battlefield. When that day comes, we will leave nothing behind, the body sublimates into a cloud of energy, and the soul disintegrates into data dust. Only the relics used on the battlefield can ever be brought home, and Most soldiers can't even keep this relic: enough to kill the battlefield of God. Often enough to destroy anything else, there are hundreds of Protoss who died on the expedition. The eighty is becoming a name on the statistical book is brought back.
In this way, the Protoss has never built anything like a cemetery, and the preservation of the remains is meaningless to us. Similarly, we do not need to deceive ourselves to prepare a resting place for the "dead" because we know that the truly dead The protoss will not leave the soul, the protoss who leave the soul can always be resurrected. The Holy Spirit Tower is such an empty memorial place. We build such an isolated space to commemorate the names of the war dead, and record their deeds and life in every inch of space here. Each Protoss family has a Holy Spirit Tower in memory of their loved ones, friends, and comrades-in-arms. They can only remember their names. "
It was the first time I heard about it-of course, before today, no one really needed to explain to me the funeral customs of the Protoss. I don't think I should come to such a special place as an outsider, but I just said that Bingtis returned to the top: "You're stupid. It ’s you who is here to worship. You get a card! "
Me: "... oh, too."
I saw that Bettis was silent, so I said with a tone of thought: "Say in this tower ..."
"Since the shrine and the temple at home have been merged, the Holy Spirit Tower has also been merged," Bingtis said lightly. "Here are the comrades and subordinates of the old mother and mother, as well as the cubs that the shrine had brought before. There are also some friends, relatives, and some guys who have been scolded by the old and immortal ... Now they are really dead. Ah, here they are, the younger brothers and sisters who took the last battle You ca n’t see it, but you can see it, their names are here, everywhere.

I was silent, thinking of the circumstances under which I met Bingtis, and her experience before that.
The Tenjin Army led by her encountered the large abyss gate tens of millions of years ago, and the battle was nearly wiped out. Finally, she found herself unable to close the gate completely, and she used herself as a chain to suppress the front of the abyss gate. Her remaining followers and followers built a massive seal system on the tomb of the goddess, and at the cost of her own life, kept the seal intact for tens of millions of years. When the emperor accidentally destroyed the seal, only Bingtis rushed out of the dark core: the "little cubs" in her mouth either died or turned into components of the seal. None of them Survive.
This kind of death is completely extinct. Just like every Protoss warrior who died on the expedition, only one name can be left by the expeditionary army led by Bingtis, who has personally experienced that place. I can be sure that the emperor could not find any relic belonging to the Protoss warrior near the seal wreckage.
The Protoss who cannot leave any trace after death can only remember the dead in a place such as the Holy Spirit Tower where life is recorded. Bingtis is here to say hello to her former subordinates. Mortals worship the dead because they believe that the dead have a spirit in heaven, but here they are. We all know that the traces of the soldiers who died on the expedition can not be traced, but they will do the same, after all ...
"It's a kind of self-deception," Bingtis's tone sounded very relaxed. "But everyone does it. And it's not bad to deceive yourself ... yes, I'll tell you something about Coke, just to be embarrassed." The time I went home, I still saw my name and life in the Holy Spirit Tower, my mom and dad wrote it. I wrote so much, it ’s almost longer than the general history of the gods. I ’m afraid they have written here for hundreds of years. Let's ... I lived and saw my death certificate. My dad was embarrassed ... "
"I don't feel Coke at all," I poked, "Don't you come to the Holy Spirit Tower every time you go home-I never knew it before. I don't know that there is such a place in your house. "
"It's not just you. Even Sandora doesn't know what the Holy Spirit Tower is, even though she's been there countless times. This is a private place in the house, it's not a place to take guests to visit, you go to someone else's house By the way, what is it like to visit people's ancestral graves? By the way, it ’s impossible for you to get stuck with you this time, so you just sneak in.

Me: "..." When you are led to visit the family cemetery, you still have to steal music. How much indifferent do you say? Even if I counted it as a martyr's monument, I didn't need to secretly enjoy it!
Of course in the end I didn't say anything, just stood quietly. Let Bingtis quietly miss her old friends, and at the same time there is a wave in her heart: How much do you know about Bingtis?
Knowing that she was careless, knowing that she was reckless and wayward, knowing that she was brutal and unrestrained. I also know that she is knowledgeable and experienced, and that she occasionally helps friends guide her life. Now, she also knows that she is also sad and sad.
Maybe I don't know much more than I know.
"Okay. I'm done greeting. I'm here for a lap. Expressing that I'm still alive, I will be able to quit work," Bingtis interrupted my thoughts suddenly. Go, so sleepy. "
I snorted and reached out to pull Bingtis's body, the latter followed up indifferently, but looked at how I did not know how to fly. I thought about it, and talked with Bingtis's soul: "What, what an offense ..."
Bettis didn't respond: "Why?"
I reached out and hugged a princess in Bettis's body. "I don't think you really care."
Bingtis exclaimed, "Yeah," I just wanted to say that this female hooligan also has a girl's shy feelings, and I heard her slap there: "From this perspective, looking at the body is so beautiful! It's so interesting to hug yourself? Damn, your are so big ... "
If the shame is really high, the shame of this female hooligan must be so high that it is hard to see: I really shouldn't look at her as a woman.
"I'll take away that Bingtis, I won't disturb you." I held the goddess in my arms, said to the empty hall of the Holy Spirit Tower, and then quickly flew to the exit above. Bingtis froze for a few seconds, then suddenly said in a strange tone: "Who is this talking to-you don't know that there is nothing in the Holy Spirit Tower."
I smiled: "I'll assume it's there!"
Bingtis silently for a few seconds, suddenly burst into a cheerful laugh: "Ah ha ha ha ha ... you people ... you are really ... you are really interesting, ha ha ha ..."
The gloomy atmosphere that had entangled her just now seemed to disappear with the burst of laughter. In my mind, the laughter of Bingtis has been going on for a long time. It seems that she is going to exhaust her whole body and want to put all the emotions It turned out like this burst of laughter, obviously there was nothing to laugh at, but she laughed to the extent that she couldn't even speak. Until we left the Holy Spirit Tower, her laughter gradually subsided and said softly: " Thank you, you're a terrible person. "
Momenti's housekeeper Mo stood quietly not far from the front, and seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. Every time Mictis returned home, she went to the Holy Spirit Tower. This should be the old rule of their family members. It's time to wait outside. I lowered Bingtis's body and gently pushed her shoulders, pushing her towards the housekeeper: "Go to your own room and see you tomorrow morning."
She turned her head slightly, and her eyes half open seemed a little confused ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I knew that I couldn't explain to this body that was not even able to think, I could only nod to Mo Weiwei: "Trouble you. "
"Don't worry, this is your duty," said the housekeeper, bowing slightly, pulling Fettes' hand, and then hesitating. "Actually ... I thought you were in a room ..."
"That's what my dad thought," Bingtis's soul guessed in an instant, "Is he such a dad!"
The housekeeper smiled calmly: "Well, do you need to take His Majesty to the guest room?"
I waved my hand and said in unison with Bingtis: "I know the way!"
Lying on the big bed in the Bingtis family room, I was finally able to stretch my waist completely, and the right glow spilled from the narrow colored glazed windows, giving this proto-style bedroom a layer of hazy color It also makes people feel relieved. There are a lot of things happening today. Now I lie down and have time to clean up my messy thoughts.
Finally, said goodnight to Bingtis and fell asleep.
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