The German officer, who was obviously also a knowledgeable person of history, carefully selected the golden cup with two pictures of the nativity and the crucifixion carved on it.

"This is the real Holy Grail!" she said, handing the cup to the German officer, who had been waiting anxiously, even with sweat on his face.

The German officer snatched the golden cup, rushed to the holy water basin, scooped up a glass of water with the golden cup, and drank it cleanly in one gulp.

Drinking this glass of water, he let out a long breath, and he looked refreshed, and even the wrinkles on his face stretched a lot.

"It's the Holy Grail!" he sighed in a low voice, "It's been a long time since I've felt so good in my spirits, like I've gone back to my youth......"

But as he spoke, his voice became quieter and quieter, and his body fell limply, as if he were asleep.

With a "dang" sound, the delicate golden cup fell beside him, rolled twice, and remained motionless.

And by this time, there was only an empty set of military uniforms left on the ground.

The man who was still standing here drinking water disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Pan Long smiled: "It seems that he chose the fake Holy Grail." ”

Dr. Jones shook his head again and again, and sighed, "Donovan (a German officer) used to be a good man, but he took the wrong path in pursuit of eternal life, and finally came to this end...... What a pity!"

After sighing, he smiled and said, "Okay, the Holy Grail has also been seen, the end of the greedy has also been seen, and our adventure is almost over, so what do you think?"

"Of course, I'm going back to write a paper on the Holy Grail!" said old Jones cheerfully.

"It's better to be able to go home early and rest than anything else. The friend, who had been silent, said wearily, "Indy, don't take me with you next time you have an adventure." I'm not too young to bear this toss!"

Salah couldn't help but say, "Since you're here, why don't you drink a glass of water and leave?"

He looked at Dr. Jones, "Doctor, you must know which cup is the real Holy Grail, right?"

Dr. Jones hesitated and said, "I'm sure, but ...... At most, it's only seven or eight points certain. ”

He sighed: "The cup that Aisha (the female officer) chose just now is actually very likely. In my judgment, it should be the second most likely. ”

"What about the most likely?" Salah asked curiously.

Dr. Jones looked at Pan Long.

Pan Long smiled and nodded.

So he took a few steps forward, walked to the row of cups, and picked up a wooden one.

As a young man, Jesus followed his adoptive father, Joseph, as a carpenter. The Holy Grail is the glass he uses to hold his wine at the Last Supper, which is of course his usual glass. The biggest possibility is that he made it himself. ”

He looked at the plain and even a little old wooden cup in his hand: "If my reasoning is correct, this should be the chalice that Jesus made with his own hands." ”

Salah looked at the ordinary wooden cup in surprise and couldn't help but say, "That's it, it looks ordinary!"

"What do you think?" asked Dr. Jones, rhetorically, "it was the beginning of the century, and it would be nice to have a wooden cup." At that time, many people still used clay cups. ”

"Then the gold, the silver, the precious stones, ......"

"Do you think Jesus can afford such expensive cups?" Dr. Jones asked, "where did they get so much money?"

Salah thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and walked up to Dr. Jones to take the cup from him.

"Salah, I want to remind you. Dr. Jones did not immediately hand him the cup, but said solemnly, "I think my reasoning is correct, but even then I am only seven or eight points sure." ”

He stared at his friend's eyes and said almost word for word: "No one can guarantee that their inferences will be correct, there will always be accidents in life! You should not risk your life!"

Salah smiled: "Doctor, my friend, you have never really understood an Arab, although you are very knowledgeable. ”

He took the mug from Dr. Jones and looked back at the Arab soldiers who had followed them: "We Arabs, living with our backs to the desert, have been living with poverty and thirst for generations. Death is something we have long been accustomed to. ”

With that, he walked over to the basin of holy water and scooped a cup of water from a wooden cup: "It is an honor to die in pursuit of the sacred!"

Pan Long frowned, looked at the Arab soldiers, but saw that they all looked fanatical, obviously agreeing with Salah's statement.

Then, Salah drank the glass of water, closed his eyes, and waited for the results.

After a long time, he reopened his eyes and looked at Dr. Jones: "Doctor, it seems that your reasoning is correct, this is indeed the true Holy Grail!"

Then, he smiled happily: "Now, let's end this adventure with an all-you-can-drink!"

The crowd laughed happily.

The female officer, Aisha, also squeezed out a smile, her eyes fixed on the Holy Grail, which was full of greed.

But then she looked at Pan Long, and happened to meet Pan Long's eyes with a little mockery.

So she shuddered violently, and her greed vanished, and she sighed deeply.

Soon, everyone drank the water of the Holy Grail.

"It's time for us to go. Dr. Jones put the chalice back on the offering table, wiped the fake chalice clean and put it back down, and then looked at Pan Long, "Sir, do you have anything to tell us?"

Pan Long nodded and said to Elsa, "Woman, I have a piece of advice for you, and for those of your colleagues. Don't be swallowed up by greed, or the world won't be the only one in this world where the false Grail can take life. ”

Aisha's face suddenly turned pale, and she asked nervously, "You...... Are you prophesying?"

"This kind of thing doesn't even need to be predicted. Pan Long smiled, "Of course, if you want to get a prophecy, no problem. As a reward for your greed to capture the Holy Grail at this time—even I rarely see someone as greedy as you. ”

He put on a mysterious expression and said in a deep voice: "Greed is a bottomless pit, it can swallow a person or a country. Rome has never been sacred, the practices of the empire are even more unpopular, and those who are obsessed will only become the dust of history, trampled under the feet of the heroes who belong to this era. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand: "Let's go, your adventure is over." ”

Jones and the others saluted him, then walked out of the cave in turn, walked across the stone bridge, and then walked through two difficulties along the path that was still protected by his true qi, and left the church.

Walking outside the church, Dr. Jones looked at Elsa and asked, "What are you going to do?"

He has a lot of love for this woman, although he was deceived by her a little miserably before, but at the moment he can't help it, and he refuses to give up.

...... Typical American heroic style.

Aisha sighed: "The angels have already prophesied, what am I going to do when I go back? I want to be an explorer, find treasures, and then make a fortune!"

"Cultural relics are part of history, they are not used to make people rich!"

"Exploring history and making a fortune are not in conflict. ”

The group was gone, and soon silence was restored in the canyon.

It was only then that Pan Long let go of his confinement of the paladin.

"Alright, now let's talk about the Holy Grail. ”