Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 40: A Hard Knock on the Sun God's Ear
The intellectual leaders of both teams have some real talent; after Lin You pointed out that the stolen book belonged to the "Black Book of the Dead", they almost naturally deduced that the "Golden Book of the Sun" was most likely buried under the feet of the Sun God.

The next step was to find the location of the Temple of the Sun - this also did not pose a problem for the two semi-professionals on site.

The reason why there is still half of it is because of Evelyn's brother Jonathan; under the stimulation of gold, the potential unleashed by this comedian may not be inferior to that of a real expert.

The two groups refused to give way to each other and rushed towards the Temple of the Sun in a noisy manner. Only Lin You deliberately fell behind and turned his head to look at the horizon.

At some point, the stars in the sky disappeared completely, and through the faint flickering lightning, one could see layers of dark clouds that were getting lower and lower.

Lin You "smelled" the smoke of the battle between divine powers.

He looked around and guessed that Set or Jupiter had at least left an avatar or divine mind watching him in the dark; so he sneered: "If you want to stop me, show up quickly; by the time I see the Golden Book of the Sun, it will be too late."

There was silence all around, with only the sound of muffled thunder coming from far away in the sky.

It is not known whether he was held back by other gods and could not come, or whether the sun god was also won over and so did not care. The only thing that appeared here was still a dark shadow of Set, projected next to the stone door at the entrance of the temple.

"Is this pointless struggle interesting?" The black shadow's mouth opened and closed, as if it was really speaking.

"Compared to my 'struggle', I'm more interested in why your real body didn't come, but only a shadow? It must be difficult to hide from the eyes of so many gods. It seems that you have distracted a lot of energy, right?"

"To deal with a mortal, a shadow is enough; even if you get the Golden Book of the Sun, I can make you unable to recite the spell." Set's words are full of the confidence of a god and contempt for mortals.

Lin You said no more. He stepped through the stone gate shrouded in shadows, followed the path opened up by the two archaeological teams, and walked into the temple dedicated to the sun god.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt a darkness in front of my eyes; then I found that I was not in an underground passage, but walked into a magnificent and brightly lit hall.

"Dream, or mirage?"

Set is the body of the desert, and creating mirages is his forte.

Lin You casually pulled out a trace of "truth factor" and released the billions of distracting thoughts contained in it; the illusion in his mind was washed away by the tide of distracting thoughts - his own consciousness was also confused.

Once the mental illusion was broken, the purely visual illusion could no longer deceive people. The magnificent hall instantly turned back into a dark passage.

Lin You did not put away the "truth factor" immediately, but placed it in the palm of his hand, using the myriad of distracting thoughts contained in it to remind himself to stay awake at all times, and strode deeper into the lower levels of the temple.

Setken's intervention actually gave Lin You more confidence and motivation.

After three thousand years of wind and sand erosion, the Temple of the Sun, like other buildings in the city of Hamunaptra, was half buried under the yellow sand; as for the place where the feet of the statue of the Sun landed, it was the deepest part of the temple.

Because the goal was clear, the search process was extremely smooth; when Lin You arrived at the scene, he found that the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" had fallen into the hands of the Americans, while O'Connor and his three companions were alone and were directly separated from the crowd by the Americans.

Mr. Jonathan was very anxious.

In the light of the fire, the title page of "Golden Sutra of the Sun" sparkled and was extremely eye-catching.

"The Golden Scripture of the Sun is flying over here." Lin You hid his magic wand behind his back and silently chanted a spell. But the scripture did not move at all, and the feeling of the magic power returning to him was like dragging an extremely heavy mountain.

It should be the real thing. Lin You strode forward and urged: "Let me see it."

"We need to see the deposit first." Several Americans raised their hands to stop him almost at the same time, "and then we need to get the 20 times... no, we think it should be at least 30 times the balance."

"I can give you the money, but I need to inspect the goods first." Lin You threw the backpack at his feet and made a very reasonable request.

Perhaps the age of Lin You's body was too misleading. The Americans were numerous and powerful, and they didn't think an eight-year-old child could cause any trouble. One of them handed over the "Golden Sutra" and at the same time reached out to grab the golden backpack.

The Golden Scripture of the Sun seemed to be made of gold. Lin You felt his hand sink and a dazzling golden light rushed towards him. Before he could open the cover, something strange happened.

A gloomy black figure hung down from the ceiling of the stone chamber, like a living creature that could move, along the wall all the way to Lin You's feet, and then extended upward along the boy's body; from legs to arms, from arms to hands.

In almost the blink of an eye, the black shadow took on an extremely distorted posture.

The black shadow's feet were still on the ceiling, and most of its torso was imprinted on the wall and the floor, but its two arms extended to Lin You, until the black shadow's hands overlapped with Lin You's hands and grabbed the other end of the Golden Sutra.

Lin You only felt a huge force coming at him, and the "Golden Sutra" in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

The other people present were already stunned; in their eyes, it was as if Lin You was fighting with his own "shadow" for the book.

Seeing that the "black shadow" seemed to be more powerful and the "Golden Sutra" was about to "fly" out of Lin You's palm, he slammed his palm hard on the title page.

The "True Factor" burst out on the metal-like title page. A loud noise more terrifying than a thunderstorm erupted in a dimension that humans could not perceive.

Except for Lin You, the humans at the scene could not see the existence of the "Real Factor", nor could they hear the harsh noise when the "Real Factor" burst out. However, the black shadow of Set, who had been fighting with Lin You for the "Golden Scripture", trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted, and let out an uncontrollable scream.

"What did you do?" Seth's voice was completely out of tune. Even his original hoarse voice like a jackal was a hundred times more pleasant than the scream at this moment.

He didn't even bother to hide his tracks from humans, and the sound of his shouts was clearly heard by everyone present.

Lin You also had a buzzing sound in his ears at this time; it was just that as the controller of the "real factor", he was more accustomed to the feeling of being exposed to billions of distracting thoughts.

"I didn't do anything. I just tapped the sun god's ear hard." Lin Youxu pressed his ears, unaware that his voice was a little out of tune, as if he couldn't control his vocal cords, and his voice was rising and falling.

The "Reality Factor" contains endless human thoughts. Every time he used it in the past, Lin You used a quill pen to turn it into words, in an orderly manner; if you don't use your eyes to see it, but use your ears to "listen" to it, it's like a beautiful and harmonious piece of music.

This time, the "truth factor" was directly shot onto the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" without any modification; it was equivalent to throwing billions of distracting thoughts into a certain ray of divine thought of the sun god Ra.

To put it in an analogy, it is like striking a gong loudly next to the ear of a sleeping person.

It is harsh and noisy, with no musical beauty at all.

But as long as the other person is not pretending to be asleep, there is a high probability that you can wake him up on the spot.

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