"Rumble ......" helicopter rotors painted in ancient yellowed paper whizzed towards the two of them.

The pilot of the helicopter looked out the window at the sea and lowered his eyes to the radar screen on the dashboard. On the screen, there are white fans that rotate around the center of the circle, and small red dots light up somewhere. That's where smart laptops come in.

A few minutes later, the helicopter began to dive, heading towards the two of them, like sea eagles hunting for food.

Helicopters flying from afar have grown from small to large. Finally, the helicopter came to a halt with its arms waved over the sea.

The two men in the sea looked up, and the helicopter opened an iron hole in its belly, and the long soft ladder was thrown down, and then landed in the sea in front of them, splashing a small splash.

"It's fast!" Mo Xiaoxiao's face was happy.

"It's just because of the money." Wise said nonchalantly, even with a little disdain on his face.

"I know." Mo Xiaoshu nodded understandingly, then grabbed the soft ladder frame and climbed up.

"You don't know," Akechi also stretched out his hand to follow, "the currency of the Osheng Court is a holy currency issued only in the local area. One holy coin is worth four mero coins. And when they save us like this, the lion will open his mouth. ”

"Do you know how much it will take?" Mo Xiaosheng, who was about to arrive in the cabin, trembled obviously.

"I remember a previous news report about a refugee who was rescued by the Holy Court. At that time, after being rescued ashore, before he had time to be praised by the international singers, he asked for 50 million US dollars, saying that it was the cost of the rescue. Fortunately, the refugee was a rich man. Fifty million is just a drizzle for him. If he was really a poor refugee, the O'Saint Court would not hesitate to throw him back into the sea. The reason is that the gods of the Holy Religion will not save a human who does not know how to reciprocate, then they themselves will be judged and punished by the gods. Wise continued.

"Will we be asked for 50 million meros this time?" Mo Xiaosheng, who had just climbed into the cabin, was obviously a little pale. On the one hand, it is because of the fact that it has not eaten for a long time, and on the other hand, it is also because of the wise words.

"Now the currency of the whole world has depreciated." When Wise was about to climb into the cabin, he propped his hands on the ground and flipped into the cabin.

"I'll go." Mo Xiaoshu was dizzy for a while.

"If my computer is exchanged for money, it will be more than 700,000 water palace coins. Although the cost is at most 20,000 or 30,000 Water Palace Coins, the assembly technology can be worth more than 650,000 Water Palace Coins. Wise grinned, then sat down in the seat in the cabin and gasped for air.

"One merro coin can be exchanged for seven water palace coins, and your little bit is not even enough for a drop in the bucket." Mo Xiaosheng rolled his eyes, and there was some melancholy in his eyes.

"I mean, if we jump out of the plane and run away, we might go there and not even get a single piece of the church's daily almsgiving. Then I'll have to use my computer as a suspension. Wise propped his chin with one hand, and his whole head rose and fell as he opened and closed his mouth.

"Is there a pawnshop there too?" Mo Xiaosheng was a little surprised.

"Of course there is. And my computer is a good thing, okay. It's definitely okay to change some money. Wise leaned back in his chair. The small ceiling was reflected in his eyes.

The speed in the air is indeed not comparable to the speed of the sea in the sea. At that speed, it was only a dozen minutes before it approached the Ao Shengting.

An old city of the ancient century is rolled out on the spot like a scroll, and then slowly opened to both sides.

Old-fashioned cone-shaped spired churches and square, erect and upright old buildings stretch inland. Slightly taller buildings will have long, pointed lightning rods on top. A few kilometers away are the only three or four skyscrapers that stand.

"That's the Magic Lantern District. The entire Aosheng Court is an urban area, and even some of the surrounding countries are also urban areas, and although there are several countries, it looks like a super city that occupies the territory of several countries entrenched on the coast. Wise pointed to the skyscrapers.

Fly to the Coastal Pier.

It's not so much a coastal pier as a small ferry in a small lake. Because the sea is not crowded with large and small ships, but only one or two small boats. It seems that the small boat can carry no more than two or three passengers, except for the boatmen.

At this time, the plane was still tens of meters away from the shore.

At this point, the plane was already hanging in the air, the rotors dancing wildly, but the plane was motionless.

The pilot looked ahead with his eyes and said to the two men with great respect in Merlo, "Two distinguished guests, the ship that received you is already on the sea directly below us. I'll lower the plane to a proper level, and you can leave along the soft ladder that you have descended. ”

There was no reaction at all behind the "......".

"Dear Distinguished Guest......**!" Looking back, the pilot, who was full of elegance just now, suddenly changed his face and cursed.

The pilot's temper will suddenly change not because of anything else, but because the seats in the back are already empty, and the "honored guests" have long since disappeared into thin air, as if by magic.

Suddenly, the pilot's face, who could not accept the reality, turned gray. I guess I'm going to lose my head when I go back. That's 70 million US dollars, and you can't get that much money if you sell yourself......

Regardless of the pilot's end, it had nothing to do with the two boys who were thrashing on the surface of the sea a few kilometers away from the helicopter.

Just five minutes ago, while pretending to introduce Ao Shengting, Ming Zhi had already secretly opened the hatch in the helicopter's belly, and then let Mo Xiaosheng jump down.

Immediately afterwards, Zhizhi continued to talk to himself, and even recorded the words he had just said in advance with the tape recorder on the computer and then played them on a loop.

That's Tiangong language, how can a pilot who has always only spoken Meroetic and Osaic languages understand Tiangong language? So this aspect wise is not worried at all.

After clicking the play button on the computer after setting, I quietly climbed down the soft ladder and finally jumped into the sea.

The sound of the helicopter's rotors is extremely loud, and whether the sound of falling water will be heard by the pilot is not at all a wise consideration.

It's just a pity that the computer, they can't take it with them.

Safe Hopping.

The two swam towards the shore with smiles on their faces.

"How far is it from the coast, wise," Mo Xiaoshu asked with some difficulty.

"Two hundred meters at most, and in a few moments, your feet will be on land." Wise laughed.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Mo Xiao's injured foot to hit a hard object, and then he raised his foot and stepped on it, and it was solid land.

"Finally saved!" Mo Xiaosheng also laughed and made a splash.

"Thank me yet." Wise squeezed his eyebrows at Mo Xiaoju.

"Good brother!" Mo Xiaoxian, who stood up in the sea and exposed half of his body, hugged Zhizhi who stood up and grinned.

"Hahaha, of course good brother! Let's go with whom! Polite! Wise was also overjoyed, and then hugged Mo Xiaoju's neck.

The two boys walked shoulder to shoulder, and the waves gently surged up the beach, leaving the wet sand back into the sea, and so on.

The sea water went down from their waists to their knees, then down to their ankles, and finally they were completely left behind.

Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhizhi stepped on the smooth and dull sand, leaving a deep series of footprints.

Suddenly, the two of them saw darkness in front of them, their feet were weak, and they fell to their knees on the beach.

The Holy Emperor's Hall, which rises more than ten meters above the ground, sits in the middle of the Sacred Court, several kilometers from the coast.

The exterior walls of the Imperial Hall are covered in a dark red color, and the outer walls are surrounded by brick walls made of stone. On the brick wall is a huge relief carved around the perimeter.

The robed Holy Emperor held a two-meter-high cross scepter, and the intersection at the top of the scepter was slightly concave, presumably embedded with a gemstone. The Holy Emperor's eyes were solemn. The Holy Emperor was outlined on a high platform, and he looked at the respectful worshippers below, who were kneeling on their knees and bent forward. The disciples folded their hands in front of their kneeling knees, and their foreheads rested on the backs of their hands with their eyes closed, looking indescribably reverent.

Thousands of people kneel to the emperor. The whole painting looks magnificent and ancient, as if telling the glorious history of the ancient Ao Sheng Court as the capital of holy religion, and it continues to this day.

The Temple of the Holy Emperor has a sharp spire, and at the top of the spire is a silver cross built vertically, and when the sun shines, it scatters bits of golden light on the ground, like golden sand.

It was midday. The long street where the Holy Emperor's Hall is located looks up at the bustling crowd.

Pedestrians on the road. Men wore ancient warm-colored robes, with long sleeves wrapping their arms and high boots on their feet; The women were dressed in black or white thin plain gauze, under which were tight dresses, and the women's slightly protruding buttocks and breasts were faintly outlined, and their long black hair was draped with a faint transparent tulle, the tulle was very long, over the top of the head, and some of it protruded from the forehead to cover the eyes. They look at the world through a faint tulle with royal blue eyes, and wear heelless black or white cloth shoes on their feet.

Regardless of whether it is male or female, the overall look exudes a strong religious atmosphere.

At this time, among the group, a man in a white crisp suit walked towards the Holy Emperor's Hall with shiny black leather shoes. Compared to everyone, he seemed too abrupt. However, the people around him did not have any surprised expressions, after all, Ao Shengting is a world-famous tourist city, and tourists from outside always wear strange clothes that they have never seen before, and their locals have long been surprised.

The man came to the Holy Emperor's Hall and pushed the door in.

The large hall was lined with two long rows of red lacquered wooden tables and wooden chairs, on which sat sporadic devout believers, and on the tables in front of them rested a thick red leather wrapped in the Holy Scriptures. Because it is not a Sunday, only those who are at home or retired from old age come here to chant and pray.

The entire hall is surrounded by a circle of white pillar candles. The candles shimmered in a faint glow, they were unevenly high, and the molten paraffin wax slowly trickled down the small column walls and then condensed into small flakes.

The spire of the sky hung from a huge chain, and at the end of the chain was a large group of candles. The candles shrink in circles from bottom to top, like a pyramid.

In addition to the candlelight around and hanging lamps, there was a warm light from the half-open glass windows.

At the center of the two rows of red lacquered wooden benches is a marble podium, behind which stands an intricately carved marble statue of the Holy Emperor. The statue of the Holy Emperor holds a scepter, a crown on his head, and a robe, so solemn.

The man in the suit who closed the door quietly came to the statue of the Holy Emperor, folded his hands, bowed and whispered, "Great Holy Emperor, under your protection, I am your devout disciple." Amen. ”

After speaking, the man in the suit straightened his waist, and then walked around the statue of the Holy Emperor and came to an inconspicuous small door in the corner.