Although the Goddess of Earth Church has a large number of believers and is one of the large-scale churches in the True God Sect in the Yarra continent, it is very poor, which is related to the profession of its believers.

More than 70% of the believers of the Goddess of the Earth are ordinary farmers, and twenty-five% are travelers who have been active outside for many years. Only less than 5% of the believers belong to middle and upper class. This kind of religious distribution makes the church that does not have its own industry and rely entirely on fundraising funds do not have the ability to gain a large number of worshippers and can only stay in poverty. Of course, this does not mean that all clergymen are hungry. Although believers are relatively poor, the base is huge. Although each person has little donations, it is still enough to put all the donations together to be enough for the daily expenses of the temple. Like the capital of knowledge, sometimes it depends on the clergymen to subsidize the daily expenses of the temple. After all, it is a minority. Although most temples cannot be as magnificent as many churches, and cannot provide a luxurious life for the working clergymen, they can at least maintain daily expenses normally.

The Temple of the Goddess in Deersaren City is one of them. The temple is large in area and the buildings are tall and strong, but if you look closely at these buildings, you can find some interesting problems. On the front of the temple is a long marble corridor, with small cracks and dents on the blue stone surface everywhere, full of traces of time. On both sides of the corridor are ten large stone pillars, arranged symmetrically on the left and right, and look magnificent. However, if a professional who is proficient in identification will find that the construction ages of these stone pillars are completely different, and the longest distance between them is even a span of a hundred years. In other words, it took a hundred years for the Temple of the Earth of Deersaren to save enough funds to build this stone pillar passage.

Follow the corridor and walk inward, step on the stairs with a width of thirty-three steps of stairs of ten meters. The steps of the stairs are also made of stone. According to the custom of the Yara Continent, the stone steps in front of the temple should often be spliced ​​with two complete stones of five meters long. However, the stone steps in front of the goddess' temple are different. You can often see a certain stone steps composed of four or five pieces of stone. If you look at the entire stairs carefully, you can even find two stone steps of different textures mixed in it.

Up the stairs, you will see the main entrance of the temple. The eight-meter-wide wooden door is thick and heavy. It looks like new. Above the wooden door is an arched door beam, and the entire door beam is also stone. For too long, the original blue-white stone is slightly black and exudes an old atmosphere.

"I finally saw a remarkable building." Panis sighed. It was not accurate to say that it was a building, because Panis refers to the sacred statue of the goddess standing in the center in the main hall of the temple. He carried a crown woven by wheat ears, leaned on the scepter representing the handle of the god in the left hand, held a handful of soil in the right hand, and stared at the worshipers below with loving and compassionate eyes. This is the image of the loving goddess of earth in the secular world. Along the way, only this statue is impeccable and conforms to the identity of a large sect.

"That's because of the power of the goddess, and the divine power of the goddess covers every statue of her. All the statues will look like new no matter how long it takes." Lina lowered her head and walked to the statue to kneel down, praying in a devout manner, but the content of the prayer was different from that of ordinary people. She told everything that happened during this period like a child showing off to her mother. When she prayed, Lina's expression was joyful and excited, and then she was depressed and lost. She completely changed as the content of the talk changed, and she was devoted to real emotions. As the prayer, an invisible light fell from the top of the scepter of the statue, silently washing Lina's tiredness on her journey.

"I've been waiting for a long time." After the prayer, Lina smiled apologetically to Panis: "Let's go to the back, the district bishop should be in the back room."

"Don't you have to say hello to them?" Panis looked around. It was already evening. There were no more believers in the spacious main hall, only seven or eight low-level priests and monks were walking back and forth, sorting out the rooms that were messed up by the believers who came and went over for a day.

"No need, just go in." Lina shook her head: "There is no secret place behind, everyone can enter as they please, let's go."

At the end of the main hall is the gate leading to the back. Lina and Panis walked side by side to the door. They just raised their hands to push the door, but the door was pulled open from the inside. Obviously, the person behind the door did not expect that this would happen. Lina in front of the door was stunned.

Standing behind the door was also a female clergyman, who looked in her thirties, wearing a black outfit that was unusual, with her hair combed behind her back, a pair of black-framed glasses on her face, and a prayer scripture on her chest. The female clergyman was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly asked tentatively: "Lina?"

"Cynthia?" Lina smiled with her lips, but her smile was a little reluctant: "It's Sister Cynthia."

"It's really Lina." The female clergyman called Cynthia suddenly hugged Lina and shouted excitedly: "If I hadn't seen your special silver hair, I wouldn't have recognized it. Little Lina, I missed me so much. More than ten years have passed, and you won't come to me."

"Hurry, let go, I'm going to be breathless." Lina broke free from Cynthia's arms in distress, and took a few breaths before she could recover from her normal breathing: "Sister Cynthia, why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here, I've been here seven years ago." Cynthia reached out and pinched Lina's face, and said intoxicatedly: "Ha, Little Lina's face still feels so good when it is pinched."

Lina shook her head and shook Cynthia's prank hand away. Suddenly she saw her clothes, she said in surprise: "Hey, Sister Cynthia's clothes... Is it you the district bishop here?"

"Of course, hahaha, I didn't expect it to be me." Cynthia proudly tidied up her clothes: "Two years ago, the old bishop resigned for his health. The appointment issued from the General Hall actually asked me to take over. I didn't expect it."

"Congratulations, Sister Cynthia." Lina said formulaic with a polite smile on her face.

"I've been missing for more than ten years." Cynthia seemed to be stinged by Lina's politeness. The sunny smile on her face gradually faded away, and she said with some loss: "Are you still blaming me?"

"Yeah?" Lina asked in confusion: "Why should I blame you?"

"After your affairs with Betty happened more than ten years ago, you locked yourself in the library. Not long after, Betty exiled herself to the Ascetic Church. My friend who you regarded as a sister never fulfilled the responsibility of a sister to pull you out. No wonder you blame me." Cynthia lowered her head slightly and said sadly: "I'm sorry, I should have had more courage at that time. If I could break in and look for you, maybe everything would have become different."

"Sister Cynthia, why do you say hello?" Lina looked at Cynthia's lost eyes with laughter and crying: "You put the blame on your personality in everything. You have become the district bishop and have not changed. I have never blamed you before. That was my punishment for myself, and I will not leave even if you break in."

"Then I should set fire to the library in advance." Cynthia issued a rather irresponsible declaration: "If I had known that a fire would force you out, I would have set fire to it."

"Then you are an arsonist, and the biggest possibility is that I was burned to death by a fire." Lina covered her forehead and said distressedly: "Everything is said, everything is my own choice, why don't you understand?"

"Of course I don't understand." Cynthia glared and said angrily: "Because I don't believe you will do that at all. There are too many doubts about that. I don't believe you will..."

"I said that's what I did." Lina suddenly said sternly: "I'll say the last time. Everything was done by me. No one wronged me. I just thought and did that. Also, I don't want to hear you mention this again!"

"No matter what you say, I still don't believe it." Cynthia stepped forward, grabbed Lina's mouth with her hands, squeezed out a funny smile on her delicate face, and shouted tit-for-tat: "You said it a thousand times and ten thousand times in the end, but I still don't believe it. My little Lina can never do that, because she doesn't have the courage at all, she is just a timid fool, do you understand? I watched you grow up a little bit from such a big age. I know you even more than you myself, and want me to believe it, unless you let me see it with my own eyes, no, even if I see it with my own eyes, I still don't believe it."

"You are really..." Lina was still aggressive when she spoke, but when she was halfway through her words, her eyes suddenly turned red and she choked and said, "We won't talk about this anymore, okay? Sister Cynthia, I'm not mentally prepared. Whether facing you or the past, I'm not ready. Give me some more time, okay?"

"No." Cynthia continued to pull Lina's face arrogantly: "Who made you dare to be so cold to me just now? Is that an attitude towards your elders? This is a lesson for being cold to you."

"You're enough." Lina got rid of Cynthia's magic hand and clenched her fists and said angrily: "You are just a sister, you can't be considered an elder."

"I said it's an elder, it's an elder. You dare to clench your fists and want to fight again, right?" Cynthia rushed up and continued to pinch with Lina: "I tell you, I am the district bishop now, and your superior. If you dare to hit me, you are disobeying the order."

"Bah, I'm a wise man." Lina also launched a counterattack: "You don't have the wise man's control, you will be the bishop of the district."

"Ha, the child has grown up and dares to resist." Cynthia laughed arrogantly: "Then I will let you recall my horror of my sister many years ago."

"Ahem." Panis couldn't stand it anymore and coughed gently: "Although it's pleasing to the eye, I have to remind you that the audience around him were shocked."
Chapter completed!