fifth form

The architecture of the Tule tribe favors the domed structure, and for the home of Turcalando, this is indeed a fortress.

In this kind of place, as long as it is locked, it is extremely difficult to open it violently.

At least Zhang Xuezhou was helpless in the face of this blockade.

"Our house still has land... authentic!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded when Turkalando stretched out his hand and pointed.

No matter how strong the tortoise's shell was, it needed a way to escape safely.

Obviously, a house with adequate security must have a retreat.

He supported Turcalando, and when Turcalando brushed his fingerprints in the dark corner of the study room, a wooden floor suddenly sank, revealing a small passage full of dim yellow light.

"When you designed the secret passage, you definitely didn't consider the situation of being injured!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the bottom which was nearly three meters deep, and then at the entrance passage which was so narrow that only one person could fit there and there was no ladder.

He pointed to the entrance, and Turkalando just opened his mouth, and was pushed in by Zhang Xuezhou.

There was a dull sound of falling to the ground, and Turkalando felt a great pain in her body. It took a few seconds for her dizzy head to understand why Zhang Xuezhou said that.

"I...my leg bone seems to be broken...broken...you stepped on my head!"

"Sorry, without you leading the way, I dare not go to this kind of place!"

Zhang Xuezhou jumped down.

Some bumps and bumps are inevitable.

But these small problems can be solved very well under Taiqing Technique, but some pains suffered in advance are unavoidable.

"My leg bone just seemed to be broken!"

Climbing up in the passage, Turcalando touched his calf bone, and left suddenly with a bit of disbelief in severe pain.

She shook her head, feeling that her somewhat dull head was even more dull.

After being urged by Zhang Xuezhou, she staggered forward and led the way.

There are multiple exits in this escape route, some of which lead to the exit of the illumination light of the green belt more than [-] meters away, and there is also a secret entrance into the underground laboratory, which also involves the direction of the shrine.

Turkalando led Zhang Xuezhou around for more than two hundred meters, and then got out from a garbage dump in a small storage room.

"This is the back room of our shrine," Turkalando introduced, "you can walk forward from here to the lobby of the shrine!"

There is no need for Turkalando to guide the way after exiting the passage. The crazy prayer voices of the elders and Turkolando's painful cry are the simplest direction guidance.

"What sequence of masters are your elders?" Zhang Xuezhou asked, "Don't knock us down just by meeting!"

"I brought a gun." Turkalando tremblingly said, "They are afraid of guns!"

"Afraid of guns?"

"We are priests who serve the god of Tur. We have not undergone genetic modification, and no one has entered the sequence. Only paladins are sequence masters, but they are not allowed to enter the shrine without permission!"

Turkalando explained a little, which made Zhang Xuezhou feel relieved.

As long as they can resist the spiritual attack of the elders, these eight elders are equivalent to a harmless old man. He can knock down an old man with one punch. grandfather.

He flicked the armguard, and the three barrels of the infinite gun suddenly popped out.

"If you want to save your mother, you have to be ruthless." Zhang Xuezhou said: "Not to mention killing your elders, at least make them lack the ability to interfere!"

In the shrine, Turkolando wailed in pain, and the elders chanted frantically, but Ren Anran did not respond with any sound, presenting a weird religious scene that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

The Crimson Alliance's elimination of these ancient inheritances has brought some losses, but it has undoubtedly eliminated most of the ignorance. Few people will be so crazy to believe in everything performed by 'God'.

If Turkalando hadn't accepted the baptism of foreign knowledge, she felt that standing in the shrine was also crazy, and she would even ignore her mother's wailing.

For the clergy, the will of the 'God' is above everything else, higher than relationships such as family and friendship.

This is why the eight elders did not take Turkolando into account.

If the god wants to take back Turkolando's ability, they support it. If the god wants to change the chief, they also support it. If the god wants to punish or even kill Turkolando, this is also what they support.

Correspondingly, any blocking and sabotage behavior will inevitably be hostile by the eight elders.

This is why Zhang Xuezhou mentioned the ruthless hand.

If these eight old men can't be knocked down quickly, any elder who escapes from the shrine will bring them difficult troubles.

"I'll definitely hit it hard," Turkalando said. "The robes they wear are thick and thick, and they are all anti-slashing and bullet-proof. A small anesthesia gun like mine can't shoot through them without aiming at the point."

"Then you reminded me in time!"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched his fingers slightly, controlling the expansion and contraction of the three barrels of the infinite gun.

He raised his hand slightly, and also changed the direction of his strike.

"Are you going to kill someone?" Turkalando asked.

"It's the first time I've used it. I don't know if I can beat it to death, but you guys have to settle this matter, otherwise I won't be able to save your mother. After all, it was your mother who had the accident, not Ren Anran!"

"Then you go ahead and fight, at worst we will make a fake and let them die for the priesthood collectively!"

There was a trace of blood on Turcalando's pale face, and the small anesthesia gun he grabbed also raised the shooting height a little.

Whether to save her own mother or go with the elders, her choice is clearly clear.

If there is no reasonable plan, they attack the elders and disobey the will of the gods in the shrine are capital crimes, enough to be hanged and burned for three days and three nights.

The development of the situation in front of her has completely exceeded Turkalando's expectations, and Ren Anran did not expect such a complicated thing to happen after Ren Anran was obsessed with the soul jade.

Her hands trembled a few times, and then tiptoed forward.

When they walked along a long corridor and stepped on a step to the second floor, they had already seen the people in the main hall of the shrine through the ventilation holes on the wall.

Before Zhang Xuezhou could open his mouth, Turcalando shot it.

The anesthesia bullet was injected in just one-tenth of a second, and the elder who was shot in the forehead was stunned, and then stopped dancing and singing, and his body slowly fell down.

It wasn't until Turcalando fired the second shot that the elders responded.

"Who……"

Before the voice of shouting could be fully spoken, Zhang Xuezhou also shot his own bullet.

The vellus steel needle shot the opponent's throat, holding back the opponent's words, and then the opponent held his throat and coughed frantically again and again.

The power of this kind of firearm is indeed not strong, and the danger of being shot in the throat is similar to a fishbone stuck, but it is obviously very effective in restricting it.

With one shot, the opponent has lost his normal ability.

This kind of close range made it not too difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to complete the demanding shooting mission.

By the time Turcalando shot the third shot, the infinite gun had already hit the throat of the fifth elder.

In the shrine, the chanting of the elders turned into violent coughing. After Turcalando rushed into the main hall of the shrine and fired a few more shots, the coughing had to subside.

"mom?"

Turkalando shouted anxiously at Turkolando who was struggling on the ground like a snake, and Zhang Xuezhou also looked at the gods enshrined by the Tur tribe.