Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Do Godly Disciples Really Exist?
The deeper they walked, the stronger the smell of blood became. Mina no longer had the strength she once had. She followed Chen Zhi closely, almost pressing on Chen Zhi's shoulders.
It feels like, although Mina hates these god disciples with gritted teeth, she is so afraid of them that her soul is trembling.
As the dark wind blew in, Chen Zhi felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes watching them silently. That feeling was very uncomfortable.
There was no place to hide around. If those divine disciples were in this oasis, they must be in the deepest part of the temple. But as he walked, Chen Zhi felt that his eyes suddenly lit up, and a ray of moonlight shone down from above his head.
They actually walked out of the temple!
They walked into an outdoor courtyard. In front of them was a high platform made of stone slabs that was more than 80 meters high. The stone steps of the high platform were stained with blood, but it had already solidified.
The overall style of the high platform is very similar to the ancient Babylonian style, but due to its long history, the depths of the stone slabs have been soaked with blood and stained dark red. The words and reliefs on that side have long been difficult to see clearly, but the bloody
It is from this high platform that the smell emanates.
Under the high platform, three or four mummies of boys were lying in a mess. Due to the high temperature, these mummies had swollen and deformed, their bellies were swollen like a ball, and the moisture in their skin had completely evaporated. None of these boys had eyes, and accompanied by a strong
The smell of blood was accompanied by waves of stench.
Faced with the strange and tragic situation in front of him, Ateba seemed to be a little scared. He stepped back and did not dare to move forward. Fat Wei jumped up the steps with a dagger and walked up. After a while, Fat Wei walked up from the high platform.
He stuck his head out and shouted to Chen Zhi,
"Chengzi, there are more than a dozen corpses here, all mummified. These corpses have been here for at least three months. There is no fresh blood around them, not even a footprint. No one has been here in the past week..."
Chen Zhi did not answer. He stepped on the blood-covered stone steps and walked up step by step. The top of the high platform was a square rooftop. When standing on the top, the view of the entire oasis became very clear. Chen Zhi
The air flow was released diffusely, and the air flow quickly turned back. There was absolutely no living person within one kilometer around here.
Chen Zhi did not speak anymore, but lowered his head and looked at Atba again. His eyes were cold and deep, judging this strange Egyptian man with reason and intuition.
"Chengzi, where is the divine disciple he mentioned...",
Fat Wei whispered to Chen Zhi,
"From the moment he saw us, this old boy told us that the disciples were miraculous. We followed his guidance all the way. He said to let the Arabs come in first, and we did so.
But so far, I haven’t seen the godly disciples he mentioned, and the human traffickers are dead, but there is no one in the oasis. Do those godly disciples really exist? The story about Bite Niang is simply a story he made up..."
Chen Zhi and Fat Wei slowly walked down from the high platform. Everyone was waiting for them below. Seeing Chen Zhi and Fat Wei with gloomy faces, everyone was a little nervous.
"I've always felt something strange?...",
Chen Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at Ateba below, "Why are the divine disciples mentioned by those traffickers completely inconsistent with what you said?"
"I have no idea……",
After hearing Chen Zhi's words, Ateba quickly took a step back and shook his head vigorously.
"Chen, what are you doubting? God disciples are real. I have seen them, and so have the human traffickers!"
"The traffickers only said that there are some very generous donors in the desert, but they did not say that they are the disciples of God. You have been the only one who said it all this time..." Chen Zhi looked at Ateba with burning eyes.
"Besides, don't you know how these human traffickers died?"
"You kid...",
Fat Wei jumped over at once, and Atba took a step back in a hurry, hiding his daughter behind him. At this moment, Fat Wei shouted to Atba,
"You kid, stop pretending. You boasted about those godly disciples and said that you would trade with people here. We have seen it all along the way. There are no traces of others here at all. Those godly disciples you mentioned
They don’t fucking exist at all, right? These human traffickers were killed by you..."
"List!",
Ateba didn't understand Fat Wei's Chinese very well, so he protected his daughter with both hands and shouted to Chen Zhi,
"Chen, I definitely didn't lie to you. I once swore that if I lied to you again, I would let this desert swallow me..."
"That's it! Just for the oath you swore, I can swear seventy or eighty of them a day...",
Fat Wei said with great distrust, "Tell me quickly, what did you want to do by bringing us here? How did you kill those traffickers..."
"How could I kill them? I've been with you all the time!",
Ateba finally understood what Fat Wei meant and explained with an innocent face.
"You can also kill them if you are with us...",
Chen Zhi slowly walked down from the high platform, then took out a rag from his arms and placed it in front of Ateba's eyes.
"This is the strip of cloth I just tore off from those traffickers. Just now I felt that the smell was very strange. It turned out that it smelled of wild honey. Don't think that I don't understand the geographical features of Egypt. I know that in this area
Wild honey in the desert represents death.
Because its smell can attract the big black scorpions in the desert. In this desert, the attack of the big black scorpions can be fatal. Those Arabs will not know this.
When we saw the traffickers, they did not have this smell on their bodies, but just now their bodies had the smell of wild honey. This proves that during the time we were with the traffickers, someone had taken these wild honeys.
Honey was applied to their bodies..."
"I don't!"
Atba opened his eyes wide and argued angrily,
"I am a man of my word. I will definitely do what I promised. I did not lie to you. I did come to save my son.
I didn't kill those Arabs, and why did I trick you into coming here? This is ridiculous~~, Chen, you have to believe me and use your divine power to see my thoughts!"
"I can't quite get into your head?",
Chen Zhi's eyes met Ateba's eyes,
"You are a person with strong willpower and there are many disturbing factors in your mind. You know very well that I cannot completely see your thoughts, but now, I have to do something, and then everything will be clear...