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Chapter 30 A visit to the temple

After walking through the alley and reaching the fork in front of the road, Gordon hesitated for a moment.

The fork on the left leads to the Temple of God, which is a holy place in the eyes of believers. Soldiers will never break in and search. There is sufficient food and water supply in the temple, and there are many temples. It is a perfect place to hide, not to mention Sinbad's father's.

The treasure is still buried under the fasting chamber of the temple.

However, Gordon always likes to plan ahead and be fully prepared before taking action. Now that he doesn't know the reality of the temple and rushes in, he is really not used to it.

"Pah - pah - pah - pah!" The sound of leather boots tapping against the gravel road could be heard vaguely. Gordon immediately retreated to the alley, turned sideways, and hid behind the door wall of a house.

They were two soldiers on night watch, yawning and talking listlessly while holding an alligator-headed hound, allowing the hound to lead them around.

When passing the intersection, the crocodile-headed hound suddenly stopped, walked around in circles a few times, sniffed for a while, roared violently, and rushed in the direction of Gordon.

"Is there anyone?" The soldier holding the rope was stunned and was almost dragged down by the crocodile-headed hound. Another soldier hurriedly pulled out his scimitar and followed the crocodile-headed hound. They ran into the alley, and the crocodile-headed hound let out a fierce and high-pitched cry.

The screams spread far away, especially harsh and startling in the silent night.

"Whoosh whoosh!" Several cold lights shot out, and the two soldiers fell down almost at the same time, with blood splattering on their faces. The crocodile-headed hound screamed, struggled and threw itself in front of Gordon, and fell to the ground.

Gordon dragged the body to the corner, looked at it for a while, and selected one with a similar figure to himself\u58

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Soldier EB took off the opponent's standard robe and leather boots, put them on for himself, then put on his waist tag and waist knife, and began to quickly change his makeup. At this time, he heard a series of rapid footsteps coming from far and near, obviously

Attracted by the barking of dogs.

Gordon took out the alchemy potion as quickly as possible and melted the corpse. He wanted to clean up the blood on the ground, but he ran out of time. Seven or eight soldiers appeared at the entrance of the alley, and they were about to rush in. Someone had already taken the buffalo horn.

He raised it to his chest, ready to warn.

Gordon immediately wiped some blood on his body and limped forward to meet him. "He ran over there!" Gordon stood at the intersection, pointed to the fork on the right, and shouted in a local accent, "

Chase him! A stranger killed my dog ​​and almost killed me. Chase him!"

The soldiers chased them subconsciously. Looking at their backs, Gordon no longer hesitated and turned into the fork in the opposite direction. Along the way, he met several groups of soldiers on night watch, and they all easily got through. Once, Gordon

He even took the initiative to say hello to the other party.

Ahead, the outline of the Temple of God gradually became clearer, and the dome of the tower shed a touch of starlight, as white as an eggshell. Opposite the temple is a spacious and clean square, planted with fig trees and date palms, specifically for believers to enjoy the cool weather.

Rest. There are pillars at the four corners of the square, and Freckles' wanted portraits are posted on them.

Gordon walked quickly through the square, and seeing no one around him, he threw out the hook, put it on the wall of the temple, and climbed over silently. It was dark inside, with majestic halls, quiet courtyards, and winding arcades.

, the tower is as tall as a mountain, and the green shade is lush and dense. Gordon is like a ghost, quietly shuttled among them: the main hall, the side hall, the chanting room, the cleansing room... He became familiar with them one by one, and found several storage rooms with sundries piled in them.

, filled with dust, can be used as a hiding place.

Finally, Gordon bypassed the rest room of the temple staff, passed through the porch under the prayer tower, and found the fasting room. They are located in a hall in the northwest corner of the temple, with a total of twelve rooms. Each fasting room has no rooms.

The door was replaced by a curtain as white as snow, which was embroidered with golden silk threads with verses praising Allah.

Just as Gordon was about to lift the curtains, a slight sound of shattering leaves suddenly came from outside the hall. He immediately hugged the pillars and climbed up the arch beam. Because he was going too fast, he pulled his muscles, and the wound on his abdomen felt a dull pain.

A black shadow walked slowly and passed by the entrance of the temple. His bare feet stepped on the piled dead leaves, making soft crackling sounds from time to time. Gordon looked at the other party from a distance, and the root chakra at the bottom of his spine suddenly shook, as if he had been stimulated by something.

, the blood surged fiercely and restlessly. The fangs in his mind also jumped slightly, and a ray of cold light like frost and snow flashed through.

Gordon couldn't help but be startled. The black shadow seemed to have noticed the abnormality. He paused and glanced sharply around. Inside the sleeves of his robe, the eyes of the monster suddenly became hot, exuding an evil bloody aura.

Seeing that this person's senses were so keen, Gordon immediately activated the Cave Chakra Mijia to forcibly suppress the abnormal movements of the Muladhara Chakra, and at the same time looked away and remained motionless. Gauss once said that when spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, such as through

Spiritual people are often able to react to the gaze of others.

After stopping in place for a while, the black shadow hummed and continued to move forward until he entered the prayer tower. There was such a character hidden in the temple. Gordon's heart was slightly shuddered, and he wanted to retreat. He couldn't help but think of that.

He wrote a note, and the mysterious man invited him to attend a gathering in the temple. Could it be that he had a deeper meaning?

About half an hour later, the black shadow walked out of the tower door again and returned the same way.

Gordon waited quietly for a long time, making sure that the other party would not come back again, and then slid down the pillar. He first entered the fasting room, briefly inspected it, then slipped out of the hall and sneaked directly to the prayer tower.

The light inside the tower is mottled, and the moonlight shines through the patterned arch windows and falls on the colorful carpets. The surrounding stone walls are magnificent, covered with exquisite grapevine patterns, and inlaid with countless shining shells and

Colored porcelain.

Gordon leaned down, tapped the wall and the floor, and began to inspect inch by inch. There must be something fishy when the dark shadow comes here in the middle of the night. He no longer plans to stay in the temple, but before leaving, he must obtain more information for next time

Get the treasure.

With a "click" sound, when he climbed up the tower pillar and touched the giant crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, he heard the sound of the mechanism's circlip. Gordon tried to turn the chandelier, and suddenly, the Muladhara Chakra in his body became filled with vitality again.

, ready to move, and its fangs flashed with cold light.

Gordon's heart sank, and he suddenly looked at the open tower door. Under the bright white moonlight, a figure stood tall and looked up at him expressionlessly.

This is a middle-aged man with a tall and straight body and a stern face. An emerald is inlaid in the center of his turban. His dark robe is embroidered with scriptures in silver thread. This kind of dress is either a temple host or in the chanting room all year round.

A scholar who studies the scriptures.

"Sure enough, my feeling was not wrong. There was indeed a big rat that slipped in." A gust of wind stroked the fiery eyes of the monster in his sleeve and said coldly.


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