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Hearing this name unexpectedly, Jin Si's heart skipped a beat.

It's as if something is about to revive.

After the general called his name, he continued to turn his head to look at the temple behind him. He asked, "Do you know the complete blessing ceremony?"

The young man on the collapse jumped up suddenly.

Shock and disbelief could not be concealed in the tone: "Si Jin, are you crazy?! The gift of blessing is not to meet the priest—"

Jin Si couldn't hear the rest, because the sudden movement from outside the tent woke him up.

He vaguely noticed that every time he had a dream, after waking up, not only did the things in the dream not reduce the memory in his mind, but it became more and more profound.

It's like those things that he has forgotten are fed back into his brain bit by bit in the form of dreams.

He recalled the "blessing ceremony" mentioned by the general in his dream. Could it be the etiquette of praying to the priest that Sergi said?

"Master!!"

Lou Ying appeared outside the tent and called eagerly.

The dream was interrupted, Jin Si's plan to obtain more information was interrupted, and his tone was full of displeasure: "What's the matter."

"We seem to have found a way to enter the entrance."

"?!"

Jin Si was startled and immediately walked out of the tent.

Serge knelt at the front of the camp with his palms folded, his body trembling and reverent, while the rest of the people looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

It was a small group of wind and sand, they were engulfed by the wind blowing from nowhere and stayed in front of their camp, like a guide, the center of the wind and sand pointed in one direction.

Jin Si's heart skipped a beat, "Pack up your things and go!"

"Yes!"

Although the members of Division 77 had never seen such a weird and miraculous scene, as members of Division 77, the affairs they dealt with were all bizarre phenomena, so they quickly reacted.

Before leaving, Serge said a word to the translator next to him with a complicated expression.

Jin Si knew that Sergey wanted to tell himself, so he looked over.

"Master, Sergey said that you have been blessed by that temple priest."

The translator spoke dryly.

——Could it be that this master secretly prayed to that temple priest in his tent behind their backs? !

Jin Si raised his eyebrows, and there was an expression of ambiguity in his eyes, but the translator next to him could feel it——is this master happy? !
The interpreter didn't understand, but he was shocked.

So the group of people walked for another day and night under the guidance of the strange sandstorm. They were afraid that the sandstorm would dissipate, and they dared not stop at all.

And along the way, Jin Si finally saw the figures of those smugglers.

They were all buried in this desert.

Obviously, these stowaways were not blessed by the temple priests.

Jin Si was also polite, and asked his subordinates to pick up their equipment and confirm their identities.

Until the sun shone on the horizon, the group of wind and sand that had been imprisoned by the wind finally dissipated in front of them silently.

Everyone looked at the hinterland of the sand dunes in front of them. Except for the wind and sand, there was no entrance at all.

Jin Si was not disappointed, he asked his staff to survey the vicinity.

They came this time to bring expert members and a lot of high-end sophisticated equipment in order to play a role at this time.

It didn't take long for a member to send in feedback.

"Master, the quicksand here has been flowing to the ground, and the bottom is empty!"

"dig!"

The members of Office 77 acted swiftly, and cooperated tacitly with the division of labor. Soon Jin Si saw the entrance of a passage.

However, Lou Ying walked over with a serious expression.

"Master, the quicksand in this area is too unstable. If we continue to dig, it is very likely that the quicksand will pour into the passage before we go down."

Jin Si nodded thoughtfully, "Can I go in through the current passage?"

"Just barely."

"Leave a few people here to stay behind and respond, and the others will follow me down."

Jin Si quickly made a decision.

"Master, do you really want to go down?"

Lou Ying hesitated.

For some reason, he felt a subconscious awe of this place.

Especially after experiencing the strange wind and sand leading the way.

"Those people are dead."

Jin Si said coldly, "Since we have come to this place, there is no reason to give up."

Moreover, he has an intuition that if he continues to explore, he will discover more truths, not only to bring this lost kingdom back to the world, but also for himself.

Lou Ying didn't ask any more, he responded: "Yes."

Under the leadership of Jin Si, more than a dozen people entered the tomb passage with various equipment and with the help of a seasoned Daedou member.

The tomb passage is very wide, and it can be seen that the status of the tomb owner was not low during his lifetime.

They walked all the way, and they didn't find any danger, and they were unbelievably calm.

Until they came to the gate of the tomb palace.

The gate of the tomb palace is majestic and closed, but the three walls beside the gate are carved with countless murals.

The Daedou member quickly said, "This is information about the owner of the tomb."

These murals were messy, and Jin Si asked other members to interpret them separately, and then put them together again.

Through their patchwork, they gradually learned about the owner of the tomb.

"Master, these texts are not in our database. I didn't expect that the lost kingdom that those smugglers talked about was really found by us."

"The owner of the tomb seems to be the last monarch of this kingdom, but he is just a puppet, and the kingdom was destroyed not long after he took the throne."

Jin Si Ning raised his eyebrows, "Did you say the reason for the destruction?"

The member shook his head, "The mural is interrupted here."

At this time, a member suddenly exclaimed: "Master, is this the temple priest?!"

· A gust of wind blew by, Jin Si couldn't restrain the urgency in his heart, and couldn't wait to come to that member.

In the mural in front of them, the priest of the temple occupies the entire picture.

This mural is brightly colored. Compared with the murals on other walls, this mural is more vivid and detailed.

He has no face, and his clothes are not decorated with many precious stones. He is holy and strict.

He sat on the high platform, and gradually overlapped with the figure he had been unable to see clearly in Jin Si's dream.

"The last monarch of the kingdom studied under this temple priest. Hey, is this temple priest male or female?"

The members next to him were still interpreting the mural when they suddenly took a short errand.

He originally just complained casually, but he didn't expect to get Jin Si's firm answer: "Female."

"???"

That member subconsciously wanted to ask how you were so sure, but saw Jin Si leave from this mural and walk to the closed door.

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