The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman

Chapter 881: Bright Stars (Twenty-Six)

Peter shook his head vigorously, and then closed his eyes vigorously until his eyebrows and eyelids were squeezed into a line. After opening his eyes again, the tears on his eyelashes blurred into a shining halo.

Peter saw that his arms waved in front of his eyes, but it was not until a few seconds later that he regained control of his body. The next second, he jumped up and made a defensive posture, but found that his spider sense did not ring.

He was very familiar with the faces of the three people in front of him. They were Nick Fury, Coulson and Dr. Dora, who should have died long ago.

What was even more strange was that each of them had a halo on their heads, which was emitting bright light at this time.

For a moment, Peter felt that his brain was no longer turning. He looked down at his hands and found that there was no difference from his memory.

He opened his mouth again and found that his voice was a little delayed. When he wanted to stand up straight, at the moment of exerting force, he found that he was floating up. Peter widened his eyes in shock, but then he was caught by a net for catching insects.

The three people with halos on their heads came over immediately. Nick said, "I knew that even Spider-Man would fly when he first came here. So it was normal for me to fly at that time, right?"

Coulson looked at Peter and said, "Really, I lost again. I thought Spider-Man had good body coordination and would not make such a mistake."

Dr. Dora pushed her glasses and said, "You have time to bet here, why not go to the laboratory to help? Let's go."

After that, Dr. Dora was about to leave. Schiller took away the insect net, and Peter stood up. He looked back at Schiller. Asked: "Doctor Schiller, what is going on? Am I dead? Is this heaven? But... why are you here?!"

"This is indeed heaven." Schiller replied in a flat tone. He said: "But my aperture is used for other things, so I don't look like an angel."

"But... but you are not dead either? Aren't you in Washington? Oh, God, doctor, are you also dead?!" Peter's brain was still a little chaotic when he just regained consciousness. He didn't understand the current situation at all, so his thinking was confused.

Schiller came up, put his arm around Peter's shoulders and said: "Don't worry, you are a guest from afar. Let us introduce you to the place where you will live next - heaven."

Peter, who was still in a daze, was led by Schiller out of this place full of bright halo, and then came to a beautiful sanctuary.

The whole sanctuary was very wide. When several people walked in it, they looked like a few small dots, like dust in the universe, and seemed very small.

On both sides of the golden temple, there stood six huge statues, with flags with different patterns hanging behind them. There was a fountain in the center of the temple, and a gate in the front.

Peter's mind was slowly waking up. He recalled and said, "Wait a minute, this is heaven? But... why does this decoration style look a bit like Kamar-Taj?"

"That's your illusion." Schiller said immediately. He quickened his pace and led Peter to the gate. After pushing the gate open, there was a square outside.

The stone slab road made of rocks has a natural atmosphere. In addition to the blooming rose plants, vines and various vines on the tall bushes, there are also flying butterflies and dragonflies.

The burly stone pillars stand on both sides of the road, and the metal iron frame flower pavilion is supported on the stone pillars. Many plants are climbing on them, and small flowers are blooming one after another.

Walking along the road with mottled shadows of trees, in the center of the square is a large garden with a fountain as the center. The neatly trimmed shrubs spread out around the fountain, dividing the entire square into several parts.

When passing by the fountain, Peter took a look at the statue on it. It was not the kind of angel or goddess statue commonly seen in New York. On the contrary, it was a sculpture of a sailing ship riding the wind and waves.

Peter recalled it again, and then said: "Why is this a bit of Nordic style? This kind of statue is only used by fishing and hunting people, right?"

Schiller immediately reached out and turned Peter's head in a direction, saying: "It's just a decoration, let's go this way."

Peter wanted to look back, but Schiller had already pulled him around a corner. Walking along this road, Peter saw a magical building, which was a pyramid with half floating in the air.

The lower half of the pyramid was very solidly located on the ground. Peter also saw the Sphinx on it, but its spire floated up. Peter rubbed his eyes and thought he was hallucinating.

When he arrived at the door of the pyramid, Peter opened his mouth wide, looked up, and looked at the huge Sphinx. He said, "I have wanted to travel to Egypt for a long time, but I didn't expect that the Sphinx is really this big..."

"Hello, newcomer, I am indeed this big." The Sphinx said.

Peter jumped up on the spot and flew into the air again. Schiller had to take out the insect net and swatted it down again. He warned: "Peter, don't jump around when you haven't adapted to the soul state yet. If you fly up again, be careful not to hit the Pegasus."

"Oh, sorry." Peter apologized instinctively immediately, but then he shouted again: "But!!! Why can the Sphinx speak??!!"

"I ask you, can spiders fly?" Schiller looked at him and asked.

Peter shook his head instinctively, and Schiller said again: "You have already flown, why can't the Sphinx speak?"

"Sphinx, please help us open the door, newcomers need to register." Schiller waved to the Sphinx.

The Sphinx smiled and nodded, and with a "boom", the door at the bottom of the pyramid opened. After walking in, Peter found that this was not the narrow corridor he imagined, but another wide hall.

The Persian-style carpet was laid from the entrance to the end of the hall. Twelve pillars supported the entire hall, and circles of candles surrounded the pillars. The flickering candlelight added a touch of mystery.

Low tables were neatly placed between the pillars. Peter saw many humanoid creatures with black dog heads moving between the tables. They spoke a language that Peter could not understand at all, but Peter could understand what they meant.

"One person will be resurrected in the Egyptian pantheon! Report at 2 pm tomorrow! Lord Anubis said that this person is his relative, please be polite when receiving him..."

"Two people will be resurrected in Asgard Valhalla, ah, wait, one person, one person is not coming at the last minute, who will receive him? No one? But, no matter how much you dislike those warriors, this is your job..."

"One person in heaven! Let me see... this afternoon, oh, right now, where is the person? Who will receive him? Will he be late again?"

"Recently, there are too many places in heaven. The first human who was resurrected was taken to Lord Anubis because his skin color was too dark. Don't make a mistake again. Human souls are very fragile. If they are damaged, "If you are late, it will be bad..."

"Peter Parker! Is Peter Parker here? ! Human Peter Parker! Are you dead? What's wrong? Why aren't you dead yet? Really, I'm late again..."

"Peter Parker is here." Schiller raised his hand and shouted. The dog-headed man who was looking around for his target saw Schiller and immediately came up to him. He said, "Archangel, is this the new angel Peter Parker? Come with me, let's register first, and then go to the temple next door to get the supplies..."

Peter felt that his brain had become a mess and he could no longer think. His thoughts, which had just come to his senses, were messed up again. After all, the situation in front of him was completely beyond his understanding.

He could only follow Schiller step by step and came to another room along a side door of the temple.

Sitting behind the table was a huge hippopotamus. At this time, her chubby hands were holding a feather pen and writing. When she heard the door open, she raised her head and exclaimed.

"Oh, my God! Schiller! You are finally here! I was just about to ask you, your heaven has received many people in the past few months, do you really have enough places to resurrect them?"

"Don't forget, human souls are different from the souls of our gods. Your souls are much more fragile. If you stay here for a long time, you will not be able to adapt to your body when you return to it."

"Thank you for your concern, goddess. In fact, they haven't occupied all my resurrection places yet. After all, the resurrection business in heaven has just been opened. Unlike you, you have accumulated tens of thousands of years of quotas and have not yet realized them, so it seems overcrowded."

"Oh, don't mention it!" The Hippopotamus goddess immediately let out a wail, and said, "Anubis just told me that he missed a group of people three thousand years ago, and our quota is even tighter!"

"Hey, this is Peter Parker, right?" The Hippopotamus goddess grinned and smiled as she came up, grabbed Peter's arm, and smiled. Said: "You are indeed a great boy. When Schiller mentioned you before, I knew that you must be a good kid..."

"Come here, kid, I want to register you. How old are you this year? Where do you go to school?... New York University? God! You must be a good student? I have a son who also goes to New York University..."

"What? You live not far from Forest Avenue in Midtown? I have a daughter who also lives there! Do you have a girlfriend? Then she must be a good girl. Come, let me see your soul..."

"God Amon! Why is your soul so energetic? Let me see your heart of good and evil... Oh my God, there are such kind people like you in this world. Come here, kid, come and sit down, fill out this form..."

The Hippopotamus goddess led Peter to her desk, let Peter sit down, handed him a form and said: "Don't be nervous, fill it out slowly, I'll get you some snacks..."

After that, she smiled and nodded to Schiller beside her, and Schiller also smiled and nodded to her. The atmosphere between the two was like a father who took his child to school for the first time and met the future class teacher.

Peter's movements were a little stiff, and then, after seeing the form, his expression became even stiffer, because the first question on the form was: "Excuse me, how did you die?"

Following this question, the second question was the time of death, followed by the god of belief, the time of resurrection, the expected life span after resurrection, etc.

Peter's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, but at this time, Schiller came up, tilted the paper slightly, pointed at the things on the paper and said: "I will teach you how to fill it out. Come on, fill in the time of death truthfully, and the god of faith is the affiliation of faith. You should be a Protestant, so just fill in God..."

"Fill in the time of appointment for resurrection... immediately, and write whatever you want for the expected life span after resurrection. You can write 100 years or 200 years. It has no effect at all..."

"Didn't the soul activity just test it? Just write excellent. You don't need to fill in the heart of good and evil. Look here, summarize your life in a few sentences..."

"No, there is no need to start writing from elementary school. Write mainly your grades. This is for applying for resurrection. However, since there are more places in heaven, you don't have to queue up. Just write whatever you want..."

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