The unarmed, silent, clothed friars scattered to every corner of the church in the blink of an eye. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info did not have a fierce expression, nor did I threaten or threaten to ask, but maintained extreme concentration and piety, measuring every brick and stone and every inch of wall with both hands and bare feet.

The frightened nun only felt a huge shadow crawling on the dome of the church, and suddenly she could not exert any strength or concentrate, and opened her mouth, but she could not even breathe out a sound, and collapsed to the ground with a weak body.

The oil lamp in his hand broke, and the flame was extinguished instantly.

Brother Arthur stood still, waiting silently for a moment.

After more than twenty minutes, a cloth-clothed monk came over, embroidered with a red thread on the collar of his linen robe, obviously of higher status than the others, and when he approached, he respectfully said: "Brother Arthur, we have searched all the rooms and corners, there are no tunnels, no hidden compartments, and no special clues. This nun is just an ordinary person and doesn't have any power, could it be that the news is wrong?"

"On the Rose Line route in London, there are a total of 4 churches that pass through it, and this is the last one. In order to eliminate all heresies, no clues must be left unattended, and nothing must be missed. Brother Arthur's expression was calm.

In ancient times, when there were no clocks, the entire European continent was timed by sundials, and on the compass engraved with copper wire, sunlight shone in through an intricately designed hole, and the light beam projected on the copper wire at different scales at different points in time could measure time. Therefore, people call the copper thread the rose thread, because this flower, which is full of praise for women, also symbolizes the direction of people's souls. So for a long time, the tools used to identify the direction when sailing were called compass roses.

But the compass rose mentioned in the diary is apparently just a delirious whisper, and Brother Arthur believes that it does not refer to a single compass rose, but to the rose line of the whole earth, that is, the zero meridian, the prime meridian.

The prime meridian is artificially set, unlike latitude and longitude, and has natural and objective references such as the equator and the poles. The original prime meridian was in Paris, but at the end of the 19th century, it was changed to the meridian of the former Greenwich Observatory in London. There are a variety of experts and historians under the command of the Holy See, and judging by the material of paper and ink, the diary was produced in London in the twentieth century, which corresponds to it.

Therefore, Brother Arthur had already judged in his heart, and he would not give up easily at all.

He looked around, saw that all the monks who were searching everywhere shook their heads to show that they had not found anything, waved their hands, signaled to stop, and then calmly walked to the nuns on the ground.

The nun who collapsed to the ground felt her strength return to her body again, and her scattered spirit recovered a lot, her whole body relaxed, and she was gasping for breath on her stomach, and her whole body was already soaked with cold sweat.

"The Lord said, "Thou shalt not lie in vain. Have you seen those heretics?" Brother Arthur asked kindly, as he turned to her.

"No...... I don't know what you're talking about......"

The nun was paralyzed, dazed, and shook her head in fear.

Brother Arthur nodded, a kind smile that made her involuntarily relax.

"All glory be to my Lord, and all iniquity to me. Glory, my sister!"

Arthur's expression was reverent, without any cruelty or ferocity, but all the Friars in the cloth showed a feverish expression, and stood with their hands down and began to pray quietly.

In the muffled voice of prayer, a milky white soft light appeared above the nun's head, light and condensed, like a misty cloud, but much richer. You can vaguely see in the depths of the white light clouds, there are groups of angels flapping their wings, flying and playing, singing hymns, conveying the taste of calm and joy.

The nun's relaxed expression fell into a daze, her eyes stopped rolling, and countless messy and small thoughts rose from her body, and she was dragged and flew in the air, lingering and floating.

Brother Arthur's eyes suddenly disappeared, and in his eye sockets, only pure paleness could be seen, and the thoughts, memories, and emotions hidden in the depths of the nun's soul all seemed to emerge like a tide, and he was completely sensitive.

After a while, Brother Arthur closed his eyes, silently digested the news he had received, and when he opened them again, he had returned to normal and nodded: "Originally, I would have thought that this time it was another sister who returned to my lord's arms. Hehe, I didn't expect that those heretics would really be hidden, and they actually arranged such an ordinary person to use this inconspicuous church as an eyeliner, and almost missed it. ”

After hearing this, the clothed monk standing behind him said happily: "It seems that the clues in the diary are true? Brother Arthur, has he already obtained their hiding place, then this time, he will definitely be able to completely eliminate the heresy!"

"Do not covet, but persevere. These heretics are hiding like rats. But let us not be in a hurry, but we can trace it slowly, and destroy it little by little, and one day we can spread the glory of our Lord to all lands. Brother Arthur said lightly, and then walked outside the church.

All the clothed friars followed quietly.

The doors of the church were closed, leaving only a cold corpse. This nun is just an ordinary person, and all her memories have been forcibly searched, and her soul is completely destroyed, and it is impossible to live again. Even if it is a cultivator with strong thoughts, if his memories are extracted like this, I am afraid that the end will not be much better, and if he does not die, he will become an idiot.

As he descended the steps outside the church, Arthur paused abruptly and turned suspiciously to look at the National Library Square not far away.

"What's wrong, Brother Arthur?" the clothed monk who followed him also stopped, followed his gaze to the square, and watched the pedestrians on the road warily, but did not see anything unusual.

"It's nothing, it seems like someone is peeping just now, maybe I'm too sensitive. Arthur withdrew his gaze.

It wasn't too late, there were still some resting citizens in the square, and many people looked curiously at this group of orderly monks, and there was nothing particularly noticeable.

"This monk is a very powerful person! I just looked at it a little more, and he seemed to have some feelings. Such sensitive and subtle thoughts seem to be more careful. I wonder if they have found any clues about the Zion Society after searching for so long?"

Su Ziyu, who was sitting on the bench with his back to these people, his thoughts were deeply constricted, and he looked ordinary, but his heart fluctuated a few times, and he knew that he was almost startled.

The monks moved quickly, and it didn't take long for them to leave the square, and at this time, Su Ziyu and Wei Shenyang glanced at each other and chased after them again.

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Like a long snake winding through the procession, the long procession gradually moved away from the town and towards the great desert ahead.

At the edge of the desert, there are large strips of gravel and wasteland, dotted with bare weathered sandstone, and it takes a long walk to barely see one or two half-dead, bare dwarf trees.

The terrain is very difficult to walk, and some places look like rocks, but if you step on it, you will sink down, and it is all sand.

At this time, Su Ziyu and Yun Chunyang had already lurked in the low clouds, slowly soaring forward, not because they were afraid that the road would be difficult, but because they didn't want to be discovered by the camel team in front of them.

After leaving London, these monks of the Holy See can be said to have marched all the way without any rest, and rushed directly to the vicinity of Jerusalem. Here, as if they had someone to pick up, they had already arranged a whole large camel caravan and, after a short rest, continued their march towards the Negev desert.

Away from the town, all you can see is the clear blue sky and the vast sea of sand.

The scorching sun shines down without concealment, and the mouth of the person who can be sunburned in a short time is dry, and even the breath carries a dry and hot breath.

"These people seem to have a specific goal in mind, could it be that the people of the Zion Order, actually hiding in the desert? Yes, if the Holy See is a huge force and many eyes and ears, it can be hidden in the city, and when there are many people, it is easy to show their feet. It was much safer for them to stay away from the city and hide in the desert. Su Ziyu looked at the camel team in front of him from a distance and guessed.

"It seems that the people of the Holy See are really very efficient, and they have clues so quickly, and it is estimated that they will not be far from ten. Wei Shenyang said casually, with a smile on his face, knowing that the tracking in the past few days had not been in vain.

"Not only is it efficient, but even the elite army can't match their execution and discipline. These monks of the Holy See, both physically and willpoweredly, were terrifyingly strong. I saw that each of them only brought some dry food and drinking water, without any luggage, or the same linen robe, and just broke into the desert, barely resting!" Su Ziyu's mouth couldn't help but praise a few times.

The climate and environment in the desert are too bad, the sun is blazing during the day, the brazier is like a brazier, and the sand on the ground is even hotter, even the camels who are commuting, their hooves are wrapped in soft leather, so as not to be burned by the sand like fire after walking for a long time. The local people they saw in the town were all dressed in thick white robes, with cloth on their heads and transparent veils on their faces, not only to resist the scorching sun, but also to resist the reflection of the sand. And this whole group of monks, bare-handed, wearing the thin linen robes, endured the scorching heat.

If it is just a master of life and soul like Brother Arthur, it can be said that it is not invaded by cold and heat, and his thoughts are powerful, and no matter how bad the weather is, it will not affect much. But these ordinary monks have clearly not reached such a high level, but they can also endure it vigorously, not only are they vigorous, but their endurance is also excessive.

"Don't underestimate these people, they are all elite ascetics of the Holy See. Since childhood, he has been taken in and cultivated, and he does not do any work or labor, but only prays and studies theology, and he has long been completely brainwashed, without any desires, nor greedy for pleasure, and his only thought is to dedicate his body and mind to the so-called Lord. The Holy See was sent out to carry out these purges whenever it was needed, without fear of disobeying orders. Even if they are told to commit suicide immediately, I am afraid that they will not hesitate, just go to heaven to serve God. Wei Shenyang sneered, his attention to the Holy See was not a day or two, and he knew a lot of inside information.

"I see!" Su Ziyu nodded.

He had also heard that there were religious believers who did not have any worldly needs and lived a hermit-like life every day, advocating spiritual cultivation through the tempering of the body. It seems that these people in front of him are such ascetics.

"I've never been in contact with the people of the Holy See, so I don't know what powerful magical powers they have?" Su Ziyu's heart swelled up with a question.

With a simple to the extreme, ascetic day and night, such an almost cruel way of tempering is somewhat similar to cultivation, even if there is no talent and no understanding of supernatural powers, the mind will not be too weak. What's more, if you are an ascetic of the Holy See, you must have a special practice, no wonder your flesh and blood are strong and your thoughts are pure. Such a person, if used to kill, is probably also a machine with amazing combat effectiveness.

"Hmph! Although the Holy See is not obvious, as long as you look at the number of believers they have developed, you know that the potential is huge. I didn't make a big fight that time, but I learned something. They prayed all day long, and the magical powers they performed were also somewhat similar to speech and spiritual spells, and the scriptures of prayer contained divine thoughts, which were relatively close to Buddhist chanting and visualization. The more pious and pure, the more powerful. But we don't have to worry too much, the Pope is not here, only the monk is leading the team, and it is much easier to deal with it. Wei Shenyang's eyes flickered.

"The purer, the more powerful?" Su Ziyu chewed on these words and heard some clues. Obviously, in Wei Shenyang's memory, he is also a little jealous of the Holy See, and he must be cautious when the time comes.

As you walk through the desert, time seems to slow down and come to a complete standstill. Between heaven and earth, looking around, it is all dim, giving people the feeling that it will never change, and everything that is seen in front of you is repeating over and over again. Even if Su Ziyu hides in the clouds, what he sees will always be pieces of yellow sand.

In the meantime, there was also an overwhelming sandstorm, for ordinary people even to discern the direction is not easy, without the help of modern instruments, I am afraid that I can only get lost in it, and finally be swallowed up clean, turned into a handful of loess.

Fortunately, the people of the Holy See seem to have been prepared and have always moved in the established direction.

Finally two days later, Su Ziyu perked up, and saw that between the rolling yellow sand, there was actually a touch of green, which was an oasis with a radius of several kilometers, and he used his full eyesight to see that not only were trees growing sparsely, but there was also a small lake in the center, around the lake, there were many buildings scattered and scattered, just like a small town.

The Holy See caravan, which had always been moving quietly, seemed to have discovered this desert oasis as well, and suddenly picked up its speed and sprinted towards the small town!