Indians do not have the tradition of wearing condoms, and the promiscuity of saints has caused various diseases to spread rapidly, and in later generations, the incidence of AIDS among Indians is quite high.

Hearing Mhammad's words, Kulnieva was shocked. She was able to survive just now, completely out of survival instinct, for Kurnieva, she was able to escape through many thrilling experiences, relying on the survival instinct, when she was ravaged by those monks, those men, Kurnieva has been persevering, and at the same time thinking of a way to escape.

But now, Mhammad's words plunged her into darkness.

For a variety of reasons, Africa has the highest incidence of the disease, followed by South and South-East Asia.

"I know that there is an injection that can control this virus, and if you are willing to cooperate with me, I can help you." Mhammad said.

Hope gradually shone in front of Kulnieva's eyes.

"Why are you following me here?" Mhammad asked.

"I've been following you all the time, it's my mission, and it's been since Nepal." "I have found out that you have entered India, and I must monitor you to keep our allies safe and prevent you from sabotaging in India," Kurnyeva said. ”

"Then why didn't you inform the Indian side?" Mhammad said.

"When I found out you were here, I knew your true purpose was for those legendary treasures." "Actually, I'd love to share those treasures with you, if I can find them," Kurnyeva said. ”

"Do you still have companions?" Mhammad asked.

"If I had a companion, would I fall into your trap?" Anger appeared in Kulnieva's eyes again, she was too careless, and she was actually killed by the trap set by Mhammad.

When the other party talks about treasures. With lust in his eyes, Mhammad knew that swallows like Kulnieva had long been shameless, and the only thing that could impress them was wealth.

"Osama. Over to you. Mhammad stood up and said to the man who was standing not far away.

"Okay." Osama walked over quickly, dragging a dead dog and lifted Kurnyeva with Lamel.

Kulnyeva reacted suddenly: "Mhammad, aren't you going to save me?" ”

"Aisha, because of you, the dead Afghan guerrillas, there are thousands." "You should have gone to hell a long time ago," Mhammad said. ”

Kulnyeva's eyes lit up, and she wanted to struggle a few times. She had no strength in her body, and she had just collapsed completely.

"Tie them up and throw them into the water." Osama said, "Add a few big stones. ”

"The Buddha will forgive her sins." Mhamad said to Vesali: "Chaste saint, I am leaving. ”

"Wait, elder of our temple, please come over." Just then, a monk came out and addressed Mhammad.

The elders of the temple? Please yourself? Khamad shook his head.

"Elders rarely invite outsiders. Dear Sir, you must be the most valued guest of the Elders. Veshali said.

Mhammad could only follow.

These so-called holy guys. For Mhammad, he is actually an atheist, and his beliefs are mainly from his previous life, pure Marxism.

But. Now, for the sake of the things in the temple, Muhammad could only bite the bullet and came to the temple and met the elder.

The beard is not gray, although the hair on the head is not. The roots are also black, and this is a middle-aged man in his forties.

At this time, the other party sat on the futon and said to Mhammad: "Distinguished guest, thank you very much for helping us catch a blasphemous sinner this time. ”

"It's all what I'm supposed to do." Muhammad said, "I am very devout to the Buddha. ”

"Honorable guest, the last time you came, you donated a lot of incense money, and the gods will bless you." The other party said again.

Muhammad finally understood, and after doing it for a long time, he wanted to let himself donate some more money, and the guy on the other side was too shameless.

Well, to make a lot of money on your own, you have to invest.

"I'm willing to donate another piece of incense." "I also have some incense sticks that I bring from Nepal and hope to light them in the temple," Mhammad said. ”

Nepal is also the country of the Buddha, and both sides are connected, and when he heard Mhammad's words, the elder nodded: "That's it, thank you very much." ”

Muhammad was speechless, as the most sacred place, how could he be so shameless, blatantly looking for someone to ask for incense money, however, in the later generations in those tourist attractions in China, it seems to be like this, the tourists in the tourist bus got off the car, were first taken into a temple, the monk began to explain, when he came out, he wanted incense money, as a result, many tourists were fooled, all paid money, until after coming out, they found out that they were fooled.

Mhammad genuinely wanted to donate incense, and when Mhammad came back with the incense, the sun was about to set.

Every altar was replanted with his own incense by Muhammad, including the rooms where the monks lived, and in every floor of the room, wherever there was an incense burner, it was inserted.

The incense smelled so pure that the monks gave a thumbs up to Mhammad.

It was getting dark, and there was silence all around.

The moon climbed high and shone on the temple, and ten trucks, turned off their headlights, and by the moonlight, came to the outside of the temple.

"Let's go, go in and have a look." Mhammad said, taking Osama and the others with ease, climbing over the wall.

The two monks guarding the door were sleeping soundly, and Osama gently pushed, and the other person's body fell to the ground, still not waking up.

It seems that the incense has already done its job.

In martial arts novels, the kind of scene in which the other party immediately falls down with a smoke is just fictional, the smoke enters the nose, enters the lungs, exchanges with the blood from the alveoli, and enters the blood, which is a long process. After that, the blood passes through the heart and is pumped to all parts of the body, including the brain, for two or three hours before it has enough concentration. Puts the brain into a deep sleep.

Moreover, the next day, these people wake up with a lot of pain in their brains and even lose some of their memories.

Mhammad can't manage so much, and for Mhammad, the most important thing is those dark rooms.

Following the route he had explored during the day, Mhammad easily came to the door of the dark room. The doors of these dark rooms were closed and a large ancient lock hung from them.

"There are no sirens." Murad said he had some professional training in Pakistan, including those things.

It's not the twenty-first century, there are so many means such as infrared sirens, and besides, now it's just a temple, and there is no news of the treasure being found. The Indian police simply don't have the energy to pay attention here.

"Well, pry it open." Mhammad said.

Osama. Holding a crowbar, he poked into the keyhole of the lock, and as soon as he used force, the lock was pried open with a click.

Then, Osama stabbed a crowbar into the crack in the door, crunching sound. The ancient copper-clad gate opened.

"Quick, set up the conveyor belt." Mhammad said, stepping in.

The bright flashlight shone on the walls, and there was an eerie atmosphere around the place, after all, it had not been turned on for more than a hundred years.

Osama followed. Walking down the passage, I didn't see anything, this secret room, empty.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, there's nothing in here." Osama said, "Did we find the wrong one? ”

"Are there any stones?" Mhammad asked.

"There are a few pieces."

"Get out of the way."

According to the experience of the Indian government in later generations, there was nothing here, but when the stones were removed, a secret passage was revealed, and the real treasure was hidden in the secret chamber of this secret passage.

"Understood."

Osama, with a few people, moved the large boulder away, and sure enough, a hole was revealed inside.

His Excellency Mhammad, a god-like being, even if he has not been here, already knows the situation here, and Osama has no doubts about Mhammad's command.

"Let's go." Osama was the first to enter.

Walking a dozen steps along this side of the secret passage, Osama suddenly froze.

When the strong light flashlight hits, the opposite side will reflect a strong light, and there are some beads, which will immediately emit the same light under the illumination of the strong light.

Gold, jewelry!

"Your Excellency Mhammad, there is indeed a treasure here!" Osama said.

"Set up the conveyor belt and move things immediately." Mhammad said.

Two conveyor belts were arranged, one was erected from where the doorway was pried open, just to the window, and the other conveyor belt was carried into the secret room, leading to the special secret passage.

"Quick, do it!" Osama walked in, carrying the heavy load, and walked outside, a calf made of gold! Although it is only half a leg high, it is already difficult for a person to carry it.

"Buzz, buzz." A small generator is set on fire, and with the electricity generated by the generator, it is transmitted to the motor of the conveyor belt, and the conveyor belt rotates.

Move to the door, get on the conveyor belt, get over there, get on the conveyor belt again! All the way to the carriage outside!

If these 20 people had only moved by hand, they would not have been able to move it all night.

"Come, let's carry it together!" Osama whispered, this is a big guy, I'm afraid there are hundreds of pounds! In normal times, a few people couldn't lift it, but now, with all the people working hard, the two of them picked up the big guy and put it on the conveyor belt.

Gold is gold in tons! Pearls, gemstones, and more!

Mhammad was looking back and forth, and now, what he was most worried about was whether these people under his command would be tempted to see the real wealth, and he was very satisfied, and these warriors who followed him from birth to death were strictly carrying out his orders at this time.

"Osama, the next chamber." Mhammad continued: "Follow me first. ”

In later generations, the Indians only opened one of the six secret rooms, and no one can tell what treasures are in the rest of the secret rooms. (To be continued......)

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