Chapter 47: The Temple Council

Himalayas, the base of the temple.

A middle-aged European man holds a Bible in his left hand and a silver cross in his right hand on his chest and is praying with his eyes closed.

He is a faithful Christian believer and a cardinal archbishop who also has a high status in the Vatican, the holy land of Christianity.

But few people know that Archbishop Mur He is still a high-ranking member of the Temple, and the seventh killer in the world's killer list is only below Mandala.

Opposite the middle-aged man, sat two old European men in suits and leather shoes, these two old men held red wine in their hands, they looked exactly the same, and even the wrinkles on their faces were not the same.

"Murmur, I think God has abandoned us a long time ago, otherwise, it should be Sun Xing who survived, why do you still believe him?"

"Alas...... Who would have thought that Sun Xing would rather die at the hands of the Demon Chef than kill him, the Huaxia people are all brainless!"

Wade and Weber, European nobles, with the title of earl, are also one of the high-ranking members of the Temple, and are the strongest killer duo before Mo Chu and Sun Xing formed a killer combination.

However, due to his age, he no longer accepted assignments and turned to work behind the scenes of the temple.

Only then did he open his eyes and said, "Wade, Webb, God will not abandon any of His people, just because we are guilty, and this is a test for sinners, Amen!"

"Shit! It's a test of shit! God knows, that little bastard once changed Lao Tzu's food to the medicinal food he made, and I just smelled it, and I pulled my stomach for a whole month!"

"Hmph, you're much better, I've been farting for a month, I'm so old, and I have the title of the king of farts, I'm going to provoke anyone!" Wade roared.

Bishop Muanhe shook his head helplessly, among the well-known killers in the temple, which one of them was not tortured by medicinal food, just had a diarrhea and a fart, which was already the lightest.

"The high-level branch hall managers from all over the country are about to arrive, and this time they specially selected the Demon Chef to come back when he was not there, and the time is almost up!"

"It's all to blame on the old man, it was he who forced the magic chef and Sun Xing to participate in the Holy Judgment together, and when the Holy Judgment was over, he ran away!!" Wade looked indignant.

"The verdict was originally born for the Holy Judgment, but which generation's adjudication has had a good end? Not to mention that this time, he can run, and it is already the most rulings in the past!"

"Huhuhu......"

At the same time, there was a sound of propellers turning outside, and dozens of pitch-black helicopters appeared above the mountains.

The propeller blew the snow away, revealing a massive platform, the mountain began to tremble, and a stone gate slowly opened with the pull of mechanical force.

The wind from the top of the mountain poured snow into it, as if a prehistoric monster had opened its mouth, revealing its throat like a black hole.

At the same time, at a mountain peak five thousand meters above sea level, a little boy about ten years old, wearing a snow coat and carrying a *** about his height, was lying in the snow.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the target to run to climb the mountain, and after completing the task, I just went to the party!"

Less than three kilometers from this "boy", there are four people who are climbing the mountain, and at this altitude, they must be professionally trained.

The four men, two men and two women, wearing sturdy mountaineering suits and carrying ski equipment, could not see clearly because they were wearing protective goggles, and they climbed the mountain at a fast speed, clearly heading for Mount Everest.

On the other hand, Sea Breeze Middle School finally reached the base of the mountain, and with the guidance of professionals, a group of students set up tents at the bottom of the mountain.

Lan Qingqing was very excited, she had already forgotten what had happened in Zhonghai City, and spread out the blanket in the tent, decorating it very warmly.

Xiao Rou sneaked into the tent, "Qingqing, why are you yourself, uncle?"

Lan Qingqing is very wary of Xiao Rou's arrival, Xiao Rou is much more open than her, especially now wearing cute pajamas and a rabbit hat.

"What are you looking for uncle!"

Xiao Rou looked around, made sure that Lan Qingqing was the only one, and said, "Qingqing, I heard that there is a flower on this mountain, and eating it can make a woman keep her face forever!"

"Fake, right? Who did you listen to, believe all this nonsense?"

"Oh, you don't care who you listen to, you just say whether you want to go or not!"

Lan Qingqing is indeed a little excited, even if she knows that it is fake, she will have fantasies: "Forever young, will it grow up here?"

Lan Qingqing pointed in front of her and asked, Xiao Rou really couldn't answer, the so-called eternal youth is to maintain the current appearance, who knows if it will develop.

"Forget it, you think about it, and form a team when you climb the mountain tomorrow!"

Xiao Rou has her own careful thoughts, the reason why she flatters Lan Qingqing so much is that she still wants to use Lan Qingqing as a springboard to contact Mo Chu, after all, the impact brought by Feng Wu Jiutian is too strong.

Lan Qingqing didn't believe in Xiaorou deep down, but she felt itchy, so she didn't have the mind to do anything.

Until Mo Chu came back with food, Lan Qingqing was also absent-minded, and she didn't sleep well all night, what if what Xiao Rou said was true?

If in another thirty years, or even forty years, he is still the same as he is now, then he must not bolt his uncle to death!

Early the next morning, under the already arranged route, the students began to climb the mountain in an orderly manner.

This time the mountaineering is different from climbing in the scenic area, there are no stone steps, only a safety rope installed in advance, and many students only climb less than a few dozen meters before retreating.

Mo Chu stood at the foot of the mountain, tilting his head, squinting, looking at Lan Qingqing, who had been climbing up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Girl, climb very fast, it's not easy!"

The climbing site was carefully selected by Sea Breeze Middle School, and the altitude to reach the target is less than 300 meters, and the safety measures are complete, as long as the safety belt is fastened to the rope, there is no danger of falling.

The students who can go to school in Haifeng Middle School have a not simple background, and in this kind of public activity, there is a big event that the school can't afford to have an accident.

Mo Chu also went to check it last night, so he wasn't too worried, and he still wanted to take the opportunity to go back to the base, the temple base was not attractive, but now the mandala in the temple base was different.

"The medicinal herbs that Mandala is looking for should be about the same, at my speed, one back and forth for two days is enough!"

Mo Chu made up his mind, left a note for Lan Qingqing in the tent and left.

Mo Chu chose a hidden route and climbed towards the top of the mountain, Mo Chu climbed the mountain not that those students can compare, even professional mountaineering instructors can't compare, the speed is amazing, and there is even a feeling of walking on the ground.

The base of the Templar organization is called Auburn Hills Palace, and inside the palace, dozens of people in different postures are watching each other warily.

Soon, a dripping sound came, and everyone relaxed a little.

"It's news from the Falcon, he's already at the door, and he's still on a mission!"

"This kid Falcon is going to make extra money, and he will even run to the door of the headquarters to carry out a mission!"

"Alright, then don't wait for him, let's start!"

"That's what I said, this time the holy judgment is over, and the interests will be reshuffled, so we still have to discuss it first!"

"Hahaha, it's here, Wade, Webb, you two old guys haven't changed at all!"

"Hey, why didn't the mandala come?"

"It's better if you don't come, Mandala is iron-hearted and the magic chef wears a pair of pants, we will only be constrained when she comes, hurry up!"

The mandala really didn't come, because the mandala was staring at Mo Chu with big eyes, who would have thought that Mo Chu, who had just been on the phone for a few days, would come back and appear in his bedroom quietly.

"You cured Brother Xing's illness so quickly, and the Chinese medicine I found for you hasn't been sent to you yet!" Mandala asked in surprise.

Mandala is an Asian woman who likes to wear Chinese cheongsams every day, because the cheongsam can best outline the beautiful figure.

The waves in front of him were turbulent, and his slender legs exuded a flesh-colored luster, blending the gentleness of the East and the wildness of the West, just as beautiful and deadly as a mandala.

"Brother Xing can't cure a disease, how can it be cured so easily, this time I came back to see you, and then bring the medicinal herbs back!" Mo Chu said.

Mandala also smiled slightly, and said, "You came back to see me, just standing there stupidly, why did you go out for a few days, it seems to have become an elm pimple?"

"What? You dare to say I'm an elm pimple, then I'll show you how powerful an elm pimple is!"

Mo Chu pounced like a cheetah, hugged the mandala and fell on the bed.

It just so happened that in the past few days, I was tempted enough by Lan Qingqing's dead girl, and I couldn't really vent it, and I was suffocating in my heart, and the final result was that until it was dark, the two of them did not leave this room.

On the night of the second day, Mo Chu rubbed his eyes sleepily, and Mandala had already packed out a suitcase, which was very large and full of precious Chinese medicinal materials.

These Chinese medicinal materials are very rare, and even with the foundation of the temple, it takes a certain amount of time to find them.

"Stay one night, there's a storm outside, and it won't stop until tomorrow morning!" Mandala said.

"Storm, how can there be a storm this season?"

Mo Chu was a little puzzled, there was still a group of students at the foot of the mountain, who knew if Lan Qingqing was on the mountain now, even if it was less than three hundred meters above sea level, it would be dangerous.

"God is moody, it shouldn't mean that there won't be, and if there's something urgent, I don't care about this night, I'll arrange a helicopter to send you down the mountain early tomorrow morning!"

"I can't arrange a helicopter, I'm going to come quietly, go quietly, and I'll take these medicinal herbs!"

Mo Chu left the base with a suitcase, and the mandala stood at the door of the base with only one piece of clothing, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Their party this time is held while you are no longer there, you can't not know!"