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Chapter 222 The Land of Sunken Gold
The figure, like a tiger breaking into a herd of bison, disappeared from the hole in the stone wall where the dust dissipated, but it didn't leave directly.

What he was holding in his hand didn't look like a body that had lost both legs, but more like bags of rewards after coming out of a hypermarket... bleeding?Then "hypermarket" can be changed to "poultry market". In this way, even the horrific screams have an extremely appropriate metaphor.

Of course, the metaphor can also be "video game store". In this way, Wu Qing, who has not taken back his dharma body, seems not so inappropriate for his irrelevant complaints.

"Damn it, when I was playing DQ2 when I was young, if I broke the cassette, I would be the loser, um, I lost a lot... But now I beat the maze, but I am the winner... It can be seen that 'no matter how strong you are in the game, it is fake The sentence of 'is also true in reverse."

(DQ2: Dragon Quest 2, known for its maze difficulty.)
The waterfall altar on the dome of the pyramid is a miracle of the fusion of man and nature, and deserves more attention than the screaming hapless ghost in his hand.

Wu Qing looked up at the dome altar while galloping, and narrowed his eyes in the dark.

The addition of the divine weapon to his physical fitness is not as high as that brought by the dharma body. Although the dharma body has not yet been able to make him achieve the legendary piercing eyes, it is enough to be discerning.

The golden light from the waterfall falling from the nearly [-]-meter-high altar seemed to flash in front of his eyes.

Jin Guang... On the way here, he glanced at the map in the hands of those white ghosts, saw the lines that symbolized the Leliu Mountain Ridge, and naturally saw the red cross circle on the map that marked the destination.

It is not difficult to infer that there may be some secrets buried outside the temple, which is the target of the exploration team's trip, the "Golden River Valley"...

Wu Qing is not Indiana Jones in "Raiders of the Lost Ark", and he is not interested in the secrets of mysterious relics, so he ignored the old man named Tlaloc, but he was very interested in the "golden light" in the altar.

The Cangku Priest who lost his legs was thrown on the ground with peace of mind after his wound was burned with flames.

No matter how Wu Qing thinks about it, this sacrificial corpse should not be able to run... After all, the radical of running is "foot"...

whoosh-

A big silver gun appeared in front of the flowing waterfall, and was replaced by a strong body covered in flames in an instant. This body only stayed in the air for a blink of an eye, and when it reappeared, it was already clinging to the dome. The big gun on the altar.

The phalanges of the five fingers protrude from the black skin with beautiful lines, and it seems that Wu Qing is very hard. He hangs on the big gun like a gibbon, and looks down at the landing of the waterfall. It is indeed a pond...

Looking up slightly, he looked up at the bas-relief sculptures of snakes intertwined with snakes on the altar, and grinned,
"It's not Indian Jones anymore..."

It is well known that Indiana Jones is afraid of snakes, but at this moment, the water spray of the waterfall continues to form a water curtain in front of the altar, like a filter, which distorts the light and twists the snake-shaped bas-relief on the altar...It looks very similar The furry kid twisting his back to avoid the coat hanger in the hands of his furious parents...

People are not afraid of snakes, so snakes are naturally afraid of people...

It is also well known that hairy children have no waists, so naturally they can never hide from the clothes hangers in the hands of adults...

The big silver gun, which was submerged into the inner wall of the step stone, was pulled out from the gap between the stone and the stone with a sound of "喤". When a silver bright arc was swung high in the air and hit the altar heavily.

"Boom!"

No less than the loud noise of the rushing waterfall, Wu Qing's shot pierced through the altar, and the altar was smashed to pieces.

The obsidian that made up the altar was broken into sharp pieces and brought to the stone wall maze below by the magnified and turbulent waterfall. In the stone wall maze, there was an old Indian man who was dumbfounded...

Wu Qing ignored it, because pieces of incomplete gold utensils, gold pots, gold chains, gold feathers... were washed out by the waterfall after the obsidian fragments...

There is no such thing as a gold mine, the gold in the American River is just the funerary gold artifacts in the altar of this abandoned temple that were washed out by the waterfall... But the trip was worth it...

Dou Muzheng pulled his spear horizontally again, and whether it was water or gold, they all paused in midair for a very short moment, and Wu Qing shook out a large cloak from the mustard space.

The two corners of the big cloak were grasped by Wu Qing's big hands, blowing wind and water, and covered the gold utensil...all in one go.

Wu Qing is not the boss of a goldware shop, no matter what kind of goldware is hollowed out, concave, or sun-engraved, his eyes can directly measure it like a scale, and the big cloak in his hand is still filled with water, Wu Qing can only estimate it Think about it
This net is probably no less than two or three thousand taels of gold.

Did you hang gold, or gold, or gold?

The corners of the man's mouth almost reached the ears, after all, this is the purest happiness...

There are also four carrying objects on the body of the two Tibetan skeleton priests, and two stone ghost faces that seem to be used as communicators?In short, a big profit.

Strange things belong to the unique items of the Dao of Heaven, and they cannot be effective after leaving the Dao of Heaven. It means that Wu Qing's strength has been partially damaged. The fire pattern on his body is still warm, which is due to the residual fire poison from the previous [Decadent Fire]. (The monster cannot be used after leaving the world of heaven, as explained in the previous world introduction and task introduction)
A net of gold was stuffed into the mustard space, and a big gun was inserted into the gap in the stone wall of the steps. Wu Qing fell down, and the gravel splashed. Zangku was next to the priest, grabbed the collar to pick it up, and was about to walk out along the "path".

An old and anxious voice sounded behind him,
"wait wait wait……"

Wu Qingli ignored him, his toes were on the ground, and the descendant had disappeared in an instant.

Unwillingly, Tlaloc lowered his stiff arms, staring at the direction where Wu Qing was leaving, unwilling to move away for a long time...

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The steam guards and the gun-wielding white ghosts were frowning vigilantly.

Xi Ding was bouncing around in the water, flat but round small stones are very suitable for water floating, but after flying out of Xi Ding's hand,
There was a "plop", a water flower, and the other Chinese workers who were waiting to see the next water flower were stunned for a moment before they realized it and laughed loudly.

"Xiding, you are thin and short, hahaha..."

Before Xi Ding could curse out, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of an arc of light in the nearby woods, staring brighter and brighter than the moonlight.

That was the direction in which Wu Qing left before. Xi Ding also saw the scene when Wu Qing used the [Moon Bead], he muttered something, grabbed his hands on his belt, and looked like he was in a hurry to relieve himself, not moving. Sensual and quick steps into the woods.

The bright light of the [Moon Pearl] led him forward for tens of meters in the lonely woods, and he put on a smile and quickened his pace again. speed up.

"gentlemen."

Wu Qing, who had returned to her human body and put on new clothes, nodded, and rubbed her toes against the priest lying in the dead branches and leaves beside her feet. Following his movements, Xi Ding's eyes moved down...

A cultist who lost his legs?The large cross-section of the wound makes the scalp numb.

Xiding's pupils shrank, but there was no other major reaction. Xionghua Labor Service Company is both a company and a gang.

Wu Qing said: "I invite you to be an interpreter..."

Before, Wu Qing used karma to ask the question about Dharmakaya practice. There were 37 moments left in karma, but he had to save some just in case, so he didn’t use it to cast the spell [Gensha] to learn a new language. problems that can be overcome.

Xi Ding hurriedly saluted, "Sir, just give orders."

Wu Qing's eyes narrowed in the night, looking at this Xi Ding who looked somewhat similar to Zhang Ziqi, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional, for example, if Zhang Zaiqi hadn't died, what would happen now, so his heart felt It is infinite sorrow...

But it was inconvenient for outsiders to explain the deepness in his heart, he put on a smile on his face,

"You don't have to be so formal."

Xi Ding Yiyan looked relaxed, pointed at the hidden corpse and asked the priest,

"Sir, this is?"

"It may be related to the attack on your uncle Xiong Hua before." Wu Qing replied.

That's why Wu Qing slaughtered one and caught the other, and killed the bastard who took him around, but Jie Jiesheng gave the information about the sacrificial skeleton, which belonged to the king of ghouls like Wild Miller Believers can't help but make people suspicious.

The only thing that makes Wu Qing regretful is that these two corpse priests are not always watched by the king of ghouls like Miller... so it is impossible to say that there will be another projection for him to kill...

Back to the topic, Xiong Hua is helping him. Wu Qing put on a fairy title for himself, but he doesn’t really regard himself as a god, but just like Zhang Jiao of Taiping Dao, named General Tiangong, but the purpose is to be a god. human head.

Only when there are people underneath is the head of a person.

That's why he asked several people to call himself "Sir".

"I ask you to answer, interpreter." Wu Qing said.

Xi Ding translated to the Cangku Priest, who had been terrified a long time ago, and nodded hastily after hearing it.

"Who are you and what is your name?"

"Priest of the Skeleton Order, Alfred."

It is the same as the name that Jie Jiesheng saw... Wu Qing continued to ask,

"Wild Miller belongs to you, so why did you kill Xiong Hua, the boss of Xiong Hua's labor service company?"

Priest Zangku hesitated a little, but looking at Wu Qing's Mo Mei raised his eyebrows, he was startled, and said everything like beans in a bamboo tube. He spoke too quickly, causing Xi Ding, who was not familiar with English, to almost miss it.

"Our patriarch wanted to please my lord, the king of ghouls, so he ordered us to cooperate with the high priest of the Shoshone people. The assassination of Xiong Hua was all the purpose of the high priest of the Shoshone. His purpose of assassinating Xiong Hua was to hinder The progress of the Pacific Railroad."

Wu Qing understood as soon as he heard it. Lao Ji introduced himself before that the expansion of civilized society is also the history of blood and tears of the local indigenous people. The natives of Nevada are the Shoshone people, who were deceived, massacred, and forced by genocide. Migration, what happened to other Indians, happened to the Shoshone.

Since the American Westward Movement in 1803, more than millions of Indians have been massacred so far.

It is not surprising that the Shoshone wanted to hinder the progress of the railroad. After all, the completion of the Pacific Railroad would lead to an intensified westward movement.

And Xiong Hua's security is much lower than that of the person in charge of the railway, so he is naturally the first choice.On the contrary, it was surprising that Tlaloc would betray his people in a bloody debt.

Wu Qing directly classifies it as the confrontation between "barbarism" and "civilization", which is bloody colonization and anti-colonialism, and has great sympathy for this...Besides sympathy, please, don't really treat him as a god up.

He was even more curious as to why the Sacred Bones Sect got involved here,

"Why?" he asked.

The sacrificial return to Tibetan bones, translated by Xi Ding, "The expansion of civilized society has also made them, heretics, less and less safe."

Naturally, Strobl, the director of railway engineering, called their god "the ruler of the sewers."

Wu Qing then asked,
"What happened to that temple? Where is it?"

A temple is two or 3000 taels of gold, and if you get another one, you don't have to worry about it.

But the priest of the Sacred Bones shook his head, "That's not our temple, and we don't know where there is another one. We just met the Shoshone people there. That's the temple of the Shoshone people."

After listening to Xiding's translation, Wu Qing raised his eyebrows. He didn't know much about the local civilization. He knew that Tlaloc was just like him, a temporary intermediary. Wu Qing thought that the temple might be a hidden corpse. A place of worship for believers.Was it the original Shoshone?

Wu Qing nodded, pinching his chin in thought, that Tlaloc was a Shoshone, so he looked at the hidden corpse priest with a half-smile,

"In this case, you have to find another reason for me to keep your life."

The Tibetan corpse priest looked at Wu Qing with a pleading expression on his face.

Wu Qing hooked her fingers, and the moon bead scattered the blood like a gust of wind.

The principle of cutting grass and roots is rotten...

Xi Ding dodged backwards to ensure that the blood would not get on him, and then followed Wu Qing to the exploration team camp, saying as he walked,
"I know a little about the Shoshone people. I heard that they may be the ancestors of the Aztecs. Like the Aztecs, they have the habit of collecting gold and offering it to the gods. It is said that the Aztec Empire was ruled by the Buddha After the Langji (Spanish) people broke through, their emperor was arrested and tortured for several days and nights, but he did not reveal the whereabouts of his hidden gold.

So far there has been the legend of 'Aztec lost gold'.I guess the same is true for the Shoshone, and the gold..."

Xi Ding suddenly stopped talking while he was talking, he looked back at Wu Qing's suspicious gaze, and asked bravely, "What's wrong, sir?"

Wu Qing shook his head, did not speak, a feeling of sadness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Cousin also likes such long talks.

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At the same time, in Tiandaojie, a small town in Nanjiang Province of Qianguo, Zhang Zaiqi, who hides his head and face, is holding a newspaper in his hand. The headline on the front page of the newspaper,

"The seven real faces of Zhang Zai, the assassin, our reporter risked his life to secretly take pictures"

The photo shows a black monster who is flaming all over his body, his face cannot be seen clearly, Zhang Zaiqi gritted his teeth and cursed loudly,

"Where did the ugly dare to pretend to be Lao Tzu! What a fucking bad luck!"

He took a breath and thought awkwardly,

"Ah Qing, where did you go, poke his mother."

(End of this chapter)