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"Please support our goddess Ye Xinxia, ??she will do better than Yizhisha." The tattooed Athenian young man kept passing olive branches to the people around him, showing a gentle and polite smile, even if others were unwilling to accept it, He would still say thank you several times.
Soon, several friends of this tattooed young man also joined in the delivery of olive branches. They passed on these fragrant and elegant tokens, and also conveyed a common idea.
Every country needs peace and tranquility. No one wants to suffer endless suffering.
"Give me a handful." Mo Jiaxing decisively joined the team of these young people passing the olive branch.
"Haha, uncle, let me draw a face for you!" One of the men also had a paint pen on him, and he painted a small olive leaf on Mo Jiaxing's face without hesitation.
¡°Uncle looks very energetic, not as lifeless as some old antiques.¡± The tattooed young man grinned.
¡°We can¡¯t lose to those supporters of Yizhisha!¡± the little street painter said enthusiastically, waving the paint pen in his hand.
"Hey, you are also supporters of Olive Blossom!" At this time, a small group nearby came over and saw the very distinctive "tattoos" on their bodies!
"Yes, let's all work together to let others see how big our Olive Guard is."
"Paint it, and paint this one too."
¡°I brought stickers.¡±
"You're not sincere, come on, draw on my chest, draw on my heart"
Mo Jiaxing followed this group of young people and felt the enthusiasm of the Greeks. They were easily infected by the atmosphere around them, and they maintained their own reason and literacy, and expressed themselves to their heart's content.
An impromptu dance, a chorus that grew stronger little by little, uniform slogans of support, and a large curtain of flowers and branches blown up by the wind, as beautiful as a bride's veil.
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The palace mother Pamishi stood quietly in the city¡¯s election square with a smile on her face.
It¡¯s been a long time since I¡¯ve seen such a passionate city of Athens. This is probably the charm of empowering people. This city of Athens is the foundation of the Parthenon. In the end, the people of Athens will decide this election. It¡¯s really perfect. But that's it.
The two saints were standing next to the mother of the temple. Any extra words now have no meaning at all. All they can do is watch these citizens quietly
"After you have completed your prayers, please release your hands and let your faith fly to the gods, our Greek sky!" The voice of the palace mother sounded again.
People held flowers and fulfilled their prayers one after another.
Hundreds of thousands of flowers, as holy as the ripples of white snow on the Alps, are flying slowly in the Acropolis, which is filled with a festive atmosphere. The petals and flowers are lingering, and the fragrance is overflowing. The eyes of people watching are like the inverted starry sky. The rain of flowers flies towards the cloud of prayer, and the light of the cloud of prayer bathes on everyone's shoulders
The words of prayer were completed one after another during this period, and this rain of flowers that turned back time gave everyone a stunning picture. Theism has always been an ethereal concept in the hearts of the world, and everyone¡¯s prayers They are all in vain and cannot be seen, but this time, people can watch their own prayers like this, and watch the tidbits that represent their beliefs float to the gods, be selected, recognized, and cared for
The future of the Parthenon is up to them.
This is better than an election filled with all the stinking of gold
No matter who becomes a goddess today, the Parthenon has shed old ideas and is already making progress.
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"Let's take a look at a general result. Citizens who have not completed their prayers are asked to do so as soon as possible. The prayer time will end in three minutes. Those who have not prayed will be deemed to have abstained." The palace mother said to everyone. said.
The palace mother slowly turned around, wanting to see the results on the two statues.
On one side is an olive branch, one more for every 10,000 prayers.
The palace mother¡¯s eyes were first on Ye Xinxia. She would count the number of olive branches in total under the witness of the citizens.
But soon, the palace mother Pamishi frowned. She looked at the wrist position of the statue of Ye Xinxia
Not even an olive branch!
How can this be?
Is it possible that all the people in Athens are supporters of Yizhisha, and Ye Xinxia doesn¡¯t even have 10,000 supporters? ? ?
But when the flowers were raining just now, the palace mother Pami Shiko saw a lot of olive flowers, definitely more than ten thousand!
The palace mother Pamishi couldn't help but look towards the statue of Yizisha. Her neck was covered with a wreath, and it was clear how many jasmine thousand-year-old flowers were in bloom.
However, the scene in front of her made the palace mother Pamishi stunned again!
Not a single one!
Are there not more than 10,000 people supporting Yizhisha? ? ?
How is this going? ?
Not long ago, hundreds of thousands of jasmine flowers and olive flowers intertwined to form the most beautiful flower rain. Over this ancient and quiet Acropolis of Athens, they flew to the cloud of prayer
Why didn¡¯t the two saints add a branch?
Is there something wrong with this magic? ?
But how can there be problems with magic? Everything follows the eternal rules of magic!
"Mother of the Temple, has the result not been born yet? Why don't the two saints seem to have received the support of their prayers?" the old priest Falmo asked in a lowered voice.
People¡¯s eyes have slowly moved away from the floral veil that filled the city. They are staring at the statues of the two saints, wanting to know the final result of the election.
"Is it delayed?"
"There seems to be not a single branch left."
Everyone is still watching devoutly. They may feel that the prayer spell is not really effective and they need to wait patiently for a while.
But anyone who truly understands the method of praying knows that every time a prayer is established, it will be immediately reflected in the result of the prayer. That is to say, as long as there are 10,000 prayers, there will definitely be a holy branch and a holy branch. The Millennium Flower is born.
Nothing happened.
This is extremely unreasonable!
Ye Xinxia and Yi Zhisha¡¯s eyes couldn¡¯t help but fall on the palace mother.
The palace mother also looked puzzled.
She couldn't understand it at all.
Is it possible that the way you pray is wrong? ?
But the palace mother has thought about it and tested it, and this method of praying is valid.
"There is probably a problem in some link." Palace Mother Pamishi replied.
She started pacing and smiled to show everyone not to worry.
At this time, the breeze picked up, and several olive flowers and jasmine flowers floated to the altar. The palace mother Pamishi subconsciously caught these flowers with her hands, put them to the tip of her nose and smelled them.
The behavior of the palace mother Pami Shi made everyone even more confused. Many people also imitated the palace mother, smelling the flowers carefully, and then observed them carefully.
¡°This is not jasmine and olive blossom!!¡±
Suddenly, a man in the crowd shouted.
The palace mother has also noticed something, and she suddenly wakes up when the man reminds her! !
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