Chapter 816: Paintings of the Goddess Priest, Flowers of the Snake Priest
"Are you...me?...how old are you...?"
"I'm six years old!"
"Six years old? Six-year-old me? Why...why did you show up?"
"Me? I was sleeping all the time. But there was a nice old lady who gave me medicine and woke me up..."
"Grandma? Give me medicine?...Hiss!..."
Snake Mother Chief Miyawa took a breath of cold air, and the fear engraved in her bones suddenly emerged from the depths of her heart! She closed her eyes in fear, hugged herself tightly, and gradually merged with the lost memories, and finally remembered
everything.
"Ah! I remembered!... That old priestess, that scary old woman! That was the Mexica goddess priestess, more terrifying than all the snake priestesses of Totonac!"
..And the most terrifying thing are those mysterious potions that I have never seen before! ...What are those? What on earth did I experience?"
"Why? I will wander in nightmares day and night, constantly replaying the scene of that night? I seem to hear someone whispering, asking me to obey him, obey him...Only he is
The light of day can take me away from nightmares!..."
"He?...who is he?"
Miava opened her eyes wide, recalling that unforgettable light in the dark night. In the deep prison of the soul, only that single key could free her from the deep nightmare and the endless darkness.
She woke up. And when that beam of light appeared, she jumped on it without hesitation, hugged it tightly, and never let go!
"Ah! My little girl, you're awake!"
A kind and familiar voice came, but it made Miava tremble all over, as if she had encountered a real snake. Priest Aguis walked into the big tent with a thin pine torch. She smiled kindly and carefully
He looked at the woman's innocent expression, his brows gradually furrowed, and finally he sighed quietly.
"Huh? His Majesty didn't touch you? He seems not very satisfied with my work..."
"Then what should I do? Your Majesty doesn't allow me to use potions. I have to have a wise mind...Half of the doll is carved, and I'm not allowed to carve it anymore. It's really sad! Originally, with such a good embryo like you, you can do it.
It became my most perfect work..."
"My little girl! You have been sleeping for so long, and you are as pure as the white paper of the divine revelation. I just need to wake you up from your memory, draw a beautiful picture on you, and then cover it with a woman!"
"What a pity! What a pity...What a pity!...I have already painted half of such a perfect embryo. It is so good and so obedient...If a woman comes out and eats you again, it will be so...
A good embryo was ruined!..."
Speaking of this, Priest Aguis looked heartbroken and sighed regretfully. She rambled on, stretched out her wrinkled old hands, and gently stroked Miava's cheek, like a kind old grandmother, stroking
Beloved granddaughter.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! If you don't come early, you won't come later, but you come at this time...Give me another half a month, no! Give me another ten days...I can finish the painting! Then, you can
Listen to me, eat her slowly..."
"Oh! What a pity, what a pity! After living for so many years, you are the best embryo I have ever seen! In such a turbid soul, there is such a pure little girl!...My good boy, in the future
Where can I find a cute little girl like you?"
"Aquiise, grandma?..."
With an innocent look on her face, Miava listened blankly to the words of Priest Aguis, as if she heard another voice of her own. She was stunned for a while, then suddenly looked frightened, avoiding the caress of the old grandma, desperately
He shrank into the corner of the tent and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"You! What did you do to me?! Go away! Get out!"
"Um?"
Seeing the woman's reaction, the kind expression of Priest Aquiis suddenly turned cold. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the woman's expression and movements with a snake-like cold gaze.
"Are you awake?"
"No! Don't come here! Go! Go!..."
Miava huddled in the corner, speaking incoherently in fear. She even pointed her nails at her neck and screamed tremblingly.
"If you come one step closer, I will kill her!..."
"Hmph!...If it weren't for Your Majesty..."
Priest Aquiis' eyes were cold, she spoke in a low voice for a while, and then fell silent. After a long silence, she glanced at Miava coldly, held up a little torch, and turned around to leave.
It wasn't until the little bits of firelight disappeared outside the dark tent that Miava collapsed on the grass bed as if she was exhausted. She panted violently for a while, feeling the trembling and trembling all over her body, and thought of that bunch of flowers again.
Light.
"It turns out that that suggestive light...is...under the Temple of Death?"
"Under the Temple of Death, has he been here?!"
Miava closed her eyes and tried hard to recall the scene in her dream for a long time. She recalled the look of the light, the person she hugged tightly, and the cry and hug that came out of the dream... Soon,
The shiver, like an electric shock, made her whole body tremble again and her scalp became numb.
"Manipulate the soul, control the mind... This is the method of the Mexica priests? This is the test of His Highness Mexica?... And I finally survived?..."
Miava frowned, recalling her last memory. She seemed to have fallen asleep deeply in the man's warm and solid embrace. When she woke up, it was already a cold and soft straw bed.
"That's it! So that's it!..."
"Tsk! What a rare tenderness!..."
The eyes of the charming snake priestess flashed, recalling the feeling of comfort and safety, and licked her red lips. She thought for a moment, then giggled, her laughter was cunning and proud, as if she had discovered the secret of an adult.
little girl.
"Hehe! It turns out that the cold and cruel Death Chief also has a hidden tender heart!...Isn't that right, Brother Shulot..."
Miava smiled, stood up, took off her gauze, and felt the warmth and humidity of the night. Then, she stood on the soft straw bed, twisting her waist and dancing like a snake.
.
"Big brother...take me away!...I'm scared...oooooh!"
The corners of the snake priestess's mouth were raised, her face was filled with tears of temptation, but her mouth was as clear as a girl's whisper. The graceful snake dance rustled in the darkness, and her low breathing accompanied the girl's cry. Until a long time later, the woman
She was exhausted and lay down on the soft grass bed. Her body stretched like unfolding petals, and her face had an innocent smile, like a pure flower bud.
"Hehe! The darkness is about to pass, and the day will come. Right, light?..."
A clean and crisp voice of inquiry rang out in the dark tent, but no one responded for a long time. This is the darkness before dawn, with beautiful red flowers blooming and giving birth to the new life of snake fruit.
