Chapter 350 Visiting Baal Temple

"Okay, confirmed."

"I know."

Ai Ting and Zhuque answered one after another.

"Today during the day, I am in a group, Firebird is in a group, Taishan is in a group, and Green Snake is in a group. Starting from 10 o'clock, we will enter a group every 10 minutes. We will visit separately and do not interact with each other.

"By 5:20 p.m., we were hiding at points B, C and D marked on the map.

"At 10:30 in the evening, we gathered at point E, where the glass coffin of 'Xiangnu' is kept.

"After resurrecting Xiangnu there, we evacuated together along the blue line No. 1 marked on the map.

“In addition, the No. 2 yellow line is a backup evacuation route, used in special circumstances. The No. 3 red line is an emergency evacuation route, used in extreme circumstances.

"Everyone, please check the map and time again."

Poussin only knew that these people would resurrect the so-called thousand-year-old female corpse and bring back Qingmang, but he did not know the true identity of the female corpse.

At the same time, he didn't know the true identities of Meng Fei, Ai Ting, and Suzaku.

As a well-trained and experienced professional agent, he only follows the orders of his superiors. Not only is he tight-lipped about the information he knows, he will never ask more questions about things he doesn't know.

"Confirmed."

"Confirmed."

"No problem."

There had just been a heavy rain at night, and the car drove through a winding, muddy road with lush rainforest on both sides, which was like two high green walls.

The road was quite bumpy, and mud splashed up to the car windows from time to time. The bumps of the vehicle seemed to be giving them a full-body massage.

What surprised Meng Fei was that Suzaku, who was sitting in the innermost seat, had a very low tolerance for bumps.

She kept curling up next to Ai Ting with a pale face, and felt like vomiting from time to time.

There is no way, her life is too exquisite, how can there be such a way to break through the imagination in the divine world?

She didn't change her expression at all when the luxury car driven by Ansheng was driving wildly on the highway. But when Poussin drove off-road through the dilapidated roads, she felt nauseated.

Ai Ting forced her to drink motion sickness tablets and prepared a plastic bag for her to keep at hand at all times.

After more than an hour of struggling, Meng Fei finally saw the flat ground and the overlapping brown stone towers exposed among the lush trees.

The car was parked in a quiet and deserted dense forest, and the four of them got out of the car in three groups.

Poussin wore a brown T-shirt, a green vest with many pockets, a backpack, two SLRs hanging around his neck, and a lens case on his waist. He looked like a senior photography enthusiast.

He walked around the ancient Fruitless Temple complex and took photos everywhere without any sense of violation.

Suzaku tied her red hair back into a flowing ponytail and wore a red T-shirt, loose black overalls, and high-top flat brown leather shoes.

The woman who was alone, with her stunning appearance, and the eye-catching "Kiss Me" printed on the unassuming red T-shirt, unsurprisingly attracted chatters speaking various languages.

But she turned a blind eye and just walked around alone like a lonely flamingo.

Meng Fei and Ai Ting were a real couple. They were both wearing white T-shirts, jeans and sun hats, walking hand in hand under the shade of the trees outside the ancient temple.

Although there are often heavy rains, there is not a cloud in the sky at this time, and the sky is as blue as a wash. The sunlight pours down, illuminating any trace of time particularly clearly.

Although he had seen many photos of scenic spots in advance, he still felt a strong visual impact when the real monuments appeared directly in front of him.

Against the background of the empty blue sky, those thick and huge stones piled up one after another are carved into extremely complicated patterns and shapes, as if they carry the rise and fall of the entire civilization for thousands of years.

It is impossible to know the color of these rocks when they were first mined. Time has long since stained them an indescribable gray-black color.

The intricate reliefs, pillars, window lattice, and the mysteriously smiling faces of the gods, and the equally complex mottled, cracked, missing, and fragmented pieces seem to be deliberately matched together, stacked wantonly toward the sky.

It is an extremely majestic and meticulous project, and every part here is engraved with the piety of mankind towards the gods at that time. Unfortunately, their gods are no longer here, but these works of the ancients are still preserved.

Sure enough, Ai Ting insists on traveling abroad, which makes sense. You have to go beyond the borders to see different scenery under completely different civilizations.

In the morning, they mainly visited the peripheral areas. After having lunch at noon, they began to enter the main topic, which was the exhibition of the thousand-year-old female corpse in Baal Temple.

Baal Temple was built to commemorate King Baal, the most powerful king under the god Wuguo a thousand years ago.

The most famous among them are the reliefs composed of hundreds of ancient stone slabs on the inner wall. These reliefs depict the glorious life of King Baal. It would take a tour guide to explain them all in an afternoon.

It is said that King Baal had a beloved concubine named "Xiangnu". Xiangnu died of illness when she was very young.

King Baal ordered her body to be sealed in crystal and buried in an underground palace where only he knew the entrance. Every year he would go to the underground palace alone to worship.

Therefore, the exhibition of "Xiangnu" has become the highlight of the whole exhibition story. The first heroine on the ancient stone slab appears in front of tourists in her true body. How many times can a mortal see this kind of thing in a lifetime?

But Meng Fei wants to say, this is completely nonsense, okay?

King Baal was alive more than 1,800 years ago, which was more than 800 years earlier than when Qimei was buried by Luo An, right?

And Qi Mei’s coffin is a piece of glass. Can’t you tell the difference between glass and crystal?

Ai Ting didn't care about these details. She listened to the tour guide's explanation attentively along the way, staring at the reliefs that turned over page by page like memory fragments. She seemed to be immersed in her own memory.

Meng Fei thought to himself that the Green Mang Goddess had lived for eight thousand years. Maybe she had actually experienced the things recorded on the reliefs. Maybe these things would help her restore the goddess's memory?

What he paid attention to was not these things, but the cameras hidden throughout the Baal Temple and the security guards who maintained order in the crowd.

He has found the locations and surveillance footage of all these cameras in the hacked security system. Now he just needs to correspond with reality.

The "tourist monitoring" system designed by Chiwu people is very powerful with biometric information such as face and body proportions, body temperature, etc. as its core dimensions.

Whenever the camera monitors a new "person" through this information, it will be numbered and recorded into the system, and then the person's trajectory will be tracked in real time until he goes out.

If Meng Fei and the others go in but don't come out, or go somewhere they shouldn't go, under normal circumstances, the system will sound an alarm.
Chapter completed!