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Chapter 221 Temple
"Give all the objects in your hands to the two corpse priests...except [Charchutli Kui], and then leave immediately."

The Shoshone who received the high priest's message immediately turned around and tricked the two priests who had hidden the bones,

"When the flag is raised, you can't carry the loads of other gods, you take it."

(Note: Raising the flag means 'blood sacrifice' in the Shoshone language)
After speaking, he dragged his unknown brother Shoshone out of the sight of the priest who stored the bones, and after avoiding several large stone pillars made of stones, he turned to a small exit. He said in Shoshone language,

"Come on."

"Sipe, what's going on?"

"The high priest told us to go."

"Then there is no need to hand over the load..."

"The high priest said that if the two priests who hide the bones don't stop us, we might not be able to get away..."

"Two fanatics of the King of Ghouls plus the load are enough to stop them? Who is it? Terra..."

"Stop rambling, let's go!"

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The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the valley is silent, only the sound of the river and the summer night breeze, carrying the smell of vegetation, insects and fish, like a veil covered with pearls, covering the sky and covering the earth.

The dead branches and leaves fell, and Tlaloc's lonely figure fell. In front of him were the eyes of wild animals lit up in the forest as small green lanterns, shining in a large area dotted in the dark mountain shadow.

As with all Wild West night scenes, there's nothing out of the ordinary.

Tlaloc frowned tightly, and the fate book appeared in his hand again. After looking up at the starry sky for a while, his eyes fell on the foot of a mountain, and nothing could be seen in the black hole.

The mountain shadow that the old man had a panoramic view made him feel something strange.

The three slightly angular ridges are vaguely distributed in a rectangular shape... the constellation Snake, which does not belong to this season, is faintly shadowed in the night sky and disappears in a flash.

With a sinking heart, Tlaloc floated straight to the foot of the mountain, pushed aside the obstruction of the sagebrush, and a stone cave appeared in front of him. Without any hesitation, the old man walked away without any hesitation, and the whole person was submerged in the cave.

This entry, the heart tugged.

It's not a stone cave, it's a stone corridor...

The ground is paved with fluted stone strips with missing corners, and bas-reliefs of vultures and leopard cats are carved on the stone walls on both sides covered with cobwebs and dust. The images are exaggerated but the proportions are accurate... What is even more frightening to the old man is the faint familiarity Feeling excited, he didn't care about being surprised, and rushed quickly. At the end of the corridor was an open double stone door.

Half of a huge snake head relief is engraved on each of the two door pages. It is conceivable that when they are combined, they form a complete snake head.

The open stone door blew a cold wind, which made Tlaloc's scalp shiver, and his heart was startled.

"How...how did it appear here?"

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The moonlight was like water, shining brightly everywhere. In the area where the woods and the wilderness intersected, a half-skull floated in mid-air, almost hitting a ground bird several times.

There seems to be a height limit for this skull flying?

The cold night wind with the snow on the top of the mountain penetrated into Wu Qing's collar, causing goosebumps on his sleeves.

"The night wind is quite cool."

It's a joke, but the man's expression is faintly unattractive.

The skull changed direction twice...

He squinted his eyes, as if he was tired of chasing him, and he didn't want to play hard-to-get tricks anymore.

The rate of fire of the big silver gun suddenly accelerated, and it inserted half of the skull into the ground like chasing the wind and chasing the moon.

"boom!"

A big hand covered the skull's Tianling cover out of thin air.

The skull turned its head humanly, its black eye sockets were facing Wu Qing who had escaped from the void, and the dark fire in the eye sockets was radiant.

This man can catch up at any time? !Originally, he wanted to follow the skull to catch himself, but seeing that he was taken away, he just destroyed the skull?
As if confirming the speculation of the skull manipulator, the next moment...

"saliva!"

Wu Qing, who was in the big cap movement, spit out a dry grass stick from his mouth, and also brought a trace of saliva from his teeth, showing a desperate look.

Even because he was in a bad mood, his movements were directly deformed.

Wu Qing's flash was unexpected enough, but only half of his palm and half of his skull collided.

As a result, the palm that was intended to grasp firmly slid directly over the smooth skull cover.

Seizing the right moment, the manipulator manipulated the skull to suddenly sink downwards, like a stone falling into a river, simply and neatly, and then slammed forward close to the ground, and it was about to escape Wu Qing's control...

Wu Qing was also caught off guard, her toes landed on the ground, her chasing hands swayed like flapping wings, and she managed to balance her body. Unexpectedly, the forward-charging skull reversed its strength and turned back.

The movement speed of the whole body was not as flexible as a skull the size of a small ball. Wu Qing's arms were barely in front of him, but unexpectedly, the sudden skull rolled over and hit Wu Qing's small On the stomach!
"FUCK!"

Wu Qing took the opportunity to make a decisive decision, bowed his waist and flew back, only then did the skull turn to look at the strange silver spear thrown into the soil by Wu Qing before?The skeleton priest who manipulated the skull concluded that it was a spell...

It also seemed that because of the sudden attack of the master, Doumuzheng Sheng's spear flickered, and then disappeared inch by inch under the moonlight.

Like a so-stretched mage unable to maintain spells...

The skull manipulator was overjoyed.

This oriental wizard relied on this spell to catch up with his own skull... Regardless of the usual ability to directly smash a human skull, he only repelled Wu Qing.

"Su——"

He manipulated the skull to sprint eastward, and the weeds on the ground were cut into two teams by the airflow, at a dizzying speed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Throwing Wu Qing, who was half-bowed to comfort the pain, on the spot, the man let out a "hiss" air-conditioning sound from under his drooping head...

But at the moment after the skull escaped, Wu Qing, who was still dripping with cold sweat, suddenly straightened her waist, gently rubbing her abdomen,

Although it was my own flaws, but it still hurts...

There was no trace of panic in his eyes, he looked at the night sky calmly, with the corners of his mouth hooked,

"It turned out to be the east..."

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Tlaloc walked into the stone door of the snake head, and with his withered palms, he lifted the spider webs from his face, and there was an incomparably dark and deep place ahead...

The empty reverberation produced by throwing stones shows that the space of the cave here is definitely as large as a palace.

The narrow stone path in front is full of Shoshone or Aztec-style religious items, obsidian statues, eagle cups, stone masks, animal bones and human skulls...all of them are covered without exception. Dust and dried and blackened blood.

The towering stone pillars and stone walls isolated this place like a big square labyrinth.

The inner wall of the Great Labyrinth seems to be an upside-down staircase... Tlaloc was afraid that he would be dazzled, so he looked intently, and gradually bent his neck, and began to look up...

The upside-down stepped inner walls with four faces facing upward converge into a conical dome above his head...

Only then did Tlaloc confirm in horror...

He is inside a pyramid...

As we all know, the pyramids of the Shoshone (Aztecs) are their temples...

To Tlaloc's horror, he also saw an upside-down altar on the dome!
There is also an upside-down waterfall on the huge obsidian altar, which falls from the top of the high altar and roars throughout the temple, exuding a strange charm.

Tlaloc's pupils, which had been dilated to the limit to absorb light, suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye. Under this stimulation, a black light flickered in his hand, and a black leather scripture emerged.

【Book of Fate】

The pages of the book turn automatically without wind, flipping like a frightened butterfly in the hand...

But the old man's wise eyes were fixed on the upside-down altar above his head, and a lifelike scene surged on the altar...

The silhouette walking backwards, the heart flying upside down from the altar, the blood pouring into the chest... everything is like a video tape played backwards...

Finally, a cannonball flew upside down from the altar, and a sculpture of two snake heads appeared on the altar.

Tlaloc closed the book, and the false light and shadow on the altar disappeared, and he was terrified,
"The temple of Chalchutriku, but why?"

A dotted line stretched out from the pages of the book of fate, bypassing the labyrinth-like stone walls, Tlaloc put away the horror in his heart, and followed...

At this time, outside the stone cave pyramid temple, a short-haired young man looked at the dark stone cave entrance and the weedy three-toothed scorpion beside the cave entrance, raised his eyebrows, smiled coldly, and thought of some inappropriate joke ...

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The interior of the temple, which was so dark that you could not see your fingers, did not cause the slightest obstacle to Tlaloc. The lifeline spreading from the pages of the life book went straight to the destination. At least in the ancestral land of the Shoshone, it was not for Tlaloc. There is no maze.

At the corner of a stone wall, the dry bone fragments trampled by Tlaloc alarmed the two skeleton priests who were chatting on the stone chairs.

The surge of light and shadow on the altar earlier was regarded by the two Tibetan corpse priests as the feedback of the "flag raising" of the Shoshone people.

So at this time, the three of them had six eyes facing each other, and their pupils constricted at the same time.

The two skeletal priests stared at Tlaloc's face,

"Tlaloc?!"

At this moment, half of the skull flew back to the dead man's head in the hands of the Tibetan skeleton priest. It was about the same size, but the dead man's head swallowed the skull directly.

Tlaloc stared at the dead head in the skeletal priest's hand,

"Meggistry's load?"

After the Shoshone tribe was massacred by the white Mormons, although most of the Shoshone’s spiritual objects were collected, many of them were lost or were sent to the auction by the white people as spoils of war. Laloquete was even more puzzled as to why these two Zoroastrians knew their names...

He moved his eyes away from the [Book of Fate], frowned, recalling the words of fate he read from the book of Fate,
"A coyote prowling among the ruins..."

The two corpse priests writhed uncomfortably and looked at each other. The priest holding the dead man's head said,
"Listen old man, we are the apostles of the great Mordiggian and you are an Indian... We just happen to know your name, we just happen to know your face, we just happen to be here, but I don't think there is any contradiction between us , why don't you get out of the way."

The corpse priest licked his lips,
"You go your way, I'll go my bridge. (You go your way, I'll go mine)"

Tlaloc shook his head,

"I don't know who you are, but I will think about who you are after all. I can feel that we are enemies, and we are still incompatible...you can't go."

He tilted the palm holding the fate book slightly, and the invisible pressure was put on the two priests who stored the bones, and the two priests quietly hid their arms in their mourning robes.

It was the Tibetan skeleton priest holding the dead man's head who spoke harshly,
"Don't forget, we believe in the great king of ghouls!"

He exudes a cold temperament, which is the same as the temperament exposed when the wild Miller locked Xiong Hua!
Tlaloc had a piercing smile on his face, "In that case, why don't you pray to your gods and ask if you are still saved?"

For some reason, the faces of the two Tibetan skeleton priests became paler and paler.

Tlaloc sighed, "This is in the temple of our Shoshone people. Although it is dilapidated, it is enough to isolate your gods from paying attention to you. Not to mention, maybe He has never paid too much attention to you. .”

"You son of a bitch, do you think you're going to eat us?"

The two corpse priests yelled and cursed loudly, and opened their hands hidden under the mourning robes.

As soon as they finished speaking, a sharp scream came from one of them, and Tlaloc drew back to dodge. With a sound of "咻", a deep scratch appeared on the stone floor tile he was standing on!

The nostrils of the other corpse priest blew out, and the wind was strong, and two flames sprayed directly towards Tlaloc.

There are more than a dozen fluorescent faces whose specific shapes cannot be clearly seen, rushing towards the past one after another.

In the hands of the two priests holding skeletons, they respectively held an obsidian short knife, a withered flower, a leopard cat head, and a dead human head.

Not to mention the dead heads, the other three sacrificial spirits [Tekpatel] [Sochitel] [Isquintli]

Not to mention that the two priests still had two dead animal heads on their belts!
It doesn't mean that Tlaloc will hesitate, he reacted very quickly, and at the moment of dodging, a dazzling black light bloomed on the pitch-black 【Book of Fate】...

At such a time of lightning and flint, tit for tat, it seemed that the roar of the waterfall pouring down from the altar on the dome of the temple became more and more deafening...but suddenly...

"boom!"

A beam of white light came out of the stone wall beside the three of them!

A big hole was blown out of the entire thick wall, smoke and dust were everywhere, and broken stones flew!
Amidst the loud sound of the stone wall collapsing, the three people present buried their heads under their arms in horror, and looked at the hole in the wall where the smoke and dust hadn't cleared. Rose-red silk flames wafted from the smoke and dust...

Like a cannonball, the moonbead that smashed through the stone wall was rolling in Wu Qing's hand. He had already revealed the Molizhi Tiandharma body. On the body of the corpse priest with the dead head,

"A detour? A maze?"

"You are..." The Tibetan skeleton priest was terrified, and the words were only halfway through!
boom!
Pattern flames and blood mist gushed out at the same time, and the Tibetan skeleton priest holding the dead head seemed to be hit by a torrent of flames. A flint knife was lifted by him, but before the strange light flashed, it was shattered into pieces by a pitch-black voice. The sky was full of stone and sawdust!
At the same time, the upper body of the skeleton priest was crushed, and the flesh and bones rushed all over the sky like sand in an instant. The feet of the priest even bumped backwards, and then fell powerlessly to the ground.

The scene was extremely bloody.

The other corpse priest and Tlaloc could only feel the indelible blood in front of their eyes, and their whole hearts seemed to be shaken by the ice, and the pervasive sense of panic spread to their heads.

Wu Qing looked at the other Tibetan corpse priest expressionlessly, and suddenly raised his hand.

The silver refining light slammed into the legs of the remaining Cangku priest.

"what!"

Amidst the screams, Wu Qing had already dragged the half-disfigured Tibetan corpse priest, and flew away from the passage he broke through with force when he came. Blood droplets spilled all over the ground, but was quickly "chucked" by Wenyan. No exposed wounds.

But the screams of pain and wailing lasted for a long time.

Tlaloc was shocked, and looked at the blood stains on his body in disbelief. When he lowered his head, the blood stains remained. .

But he knew that the kind of majestic force different from the so-called fate and divination, the kind of violence and directness, might last as long as the screams that gradually faded away.

　I almost forgot today's June [-]st, I wish all book friends who don't want to grow up forever young

　　
　
(End of this chapter)