It is only a few people who spend 400,000 yuan a night to experience the customs of the relics.

But interviewing these people is very time-consuming.

Dignitaries and foreign friends, not only are the languages complicated, they are also responsible for photographing the environment in which these people live.

Some small details are also beginning to catch everyone's eye.

Looking at the coolly dressed and good-looking women in several rooms, Xu Zhi understood what it meant to experience the customs of the relics.

The fees are high, but they are reasonable.

The murders of the remnants must have been carried out by these people, and the people in the residential area were most strongly associated with Aldrich's disappearance.

"No wonder these people are cooperative."

"I'm just in a hurry to get rid of suspicion."

The Bolívar siblings were very eye-opening and whispered.

When it's the tent area's turn, it's a lot less time-consuming.

Many of the entrants to be interviewed opened their tents early in the morning to understand the interview process, and these people took the initiative to answer.

Although there were nearly 600 people, the speed of the interviews was significantly faster than in residential areas.

"Xu Zhi, do you know the sign language of the remnants?"

"No, it won't."

What sign language, level 8 listening, level 1 level Erathian should be listened to.

This time with the assistance of the Guardian Translator.

The census of the survivors should not be missed.

Combining sketches, portraits, gestures, and the interpreter slowly expressed his meaning, trying to make the survivors understand their problems.

"We don't know anything."

"That adult can fly, and we can't fly, how can we catch up with him."

"I don't know, I don't know."

"You haven't given us an account yet."

"The city lord is still praying in the temple, I really hope he can be relieved."

……

The words of the remnants made the interpreter very big, and she made her mean clearly, but it was also quite difficult to understand the words of the survivors.

"They probably don't know anything," the translator finally summed it up.

"Do you want to pat the corpse of that remnant woman?"

After many interviews, Bollic's tired throat had dried up, and from morning to night, it was now nearly dark before she completed this 'righteous' work.

"The most important thing, please take a picture of every detail of that woman's body."

The remnants will not decay quickly in the cave.

Filming Chrissy's condition is important, but compared to catching traces of the murder scene that might be destroyed, the shooting of Chrissy's body is put to the end.

"Let's go, go to their white church."

The place where Chrissy's body was placed was in a large white temple building.

The steps on the upper floor at the base of the temple are nearly eighty meters long and forty meters wide.

The temple is surrounded on three sides by two rows of huge stone columns, numbering nearly a hundred.

The stone pillars are ten meters high, carved with various delicate patterns, and support the even larger roof.

It is a place large enough to hold thousands of people to pray.

Under the underdeveloped industrial conditions, a huge brick and stone city can be created, and there are these large-scale buildings with a unique style in front of him, Xu Zhi also has to sigh at the creative ability of the remnants.

Standing in the center of the hall, the huge stone pillars like forests on all sides, blocking the view everywhere, a mysterious and deep feeling suddenly arises.

The faint sound of Sanskrit sound came, and people's hearts were restored to peace.

In the center of the temple is a warrior-shaped statue more than ten meters high, holding a sword and a shield, majestic.

Next to the statue of the warrior god, there are two female statues more than six meters high.

A female statue with a serene face, holding a book in her left hand and turning pages in her right hand.

Another female idol holds a pure bottle as if to sprinkle the water from the bottle on the earth.

Underneath the idol is a large altar.

Xu Zhi was no stranger to the altar, he had seen this kind of altar in Adini City in the high-altitude ruins of Jianmen Mountain before.

According to the not very reliable Kemorro, the altar is a place where the god of light can gaze, and he can receive divine graces, drive away delusion, and restore peace of mind.

The last time it was Catelyn lying on the altar, this time it was the castle lord's dead youngest daughter, Chriss.

Including the city lord, there were also more than a dozen family members of the city lord, and an old priest in a brown sacrificial robe was praying constantly.

The bursts of Sanskrit sound originated from the leading singing of the priest and the accompanying singing of the city lord's mansion and others.

For the many guardians and Xu Zhi and others who came with weapons, these people did not have any change in their expressions, and they still muttered in a low voice, and prayed constantly.

"It's good that someone died, let's go and communicate a little first."

Before the shooting, the guardians discussed a little before the interpreter walked up to the city lord and the others, constantly gesticulating.

"Wicked people, you will be punished one day."

It seemed that he had been kneeling for a long time, and the city lord stumbled a little when he got up, and he stood up with his body propped up, looking like he was submissive.

"Let our civilization be interrupted, we will be humiliated by our people, we will be raised as pigs, and our daughter will be killed."

In the face of the translator's gesture, the city lord's mouth replied with some irrelevant words, and a strange flattering smile appeared on his face.

"We will find no justice, but one day the Queen will return and pour out her wrath on your land."

"When that day comes, Vickers will take off this puppet costume and charge forward as a minion in armor."

"The Erathians will never be subservient to a foreign race."

He paused, and raised his hand to ask the guards to move freely.

"Chrissy, there's only so much your father can do for you."

Relying on the fact that the entrants from the outside world could not understand the ancient language of Erathia, this city lord was extremely bold.

He seemed to have spoken these words to himself, or to the people who were still on their knees.

Xu Zhi saw a young man with an unwilling face and wanted to struggle to get up, and his head was slightly raised and lowered.

From the words of the city lord Vickers, Aldrich's disappearance may have something to do with these remnants.

But why not kill the real murderer in the residential area, but turn his anger on Aldrich.

Is it a lack of ability?

Still very dissatisfied with Aldrich's handling of it.

Xu Zhi's mind flashed the images from the Bolipian camera, and he silently thought about what he had seen and heard today, and kept shaking his head in his heart.

Aldrich's disposition was quite a compromise at the time.

It's just that Aldrich didn't survive the time that the cave lasted.

In addition to the intimidation of the murderer, he also endured the retribution from the dissatisfaction of the bereaved people.

Chrissy on the altar had put on her thin clothes, her body had become stiff, her eyes had sunken, and her face was pale without a trace of blood.

Bollician touched it slightly, and in an instant the rabbit took his hand back.

"Good Ice"

"Of course, the body is cold when you die, so don't touch it," Bolivar advised.

"Strip your clothes and autopsy," a guardian commanded in a cold voice, and then said warmly to Bollic, "Please also make this final record, so that we can also explain." ”

"No problem."

The tickets were recovered, the money for the instruments was earned, and the strange trip to the cave was equivalent to a free gift, and Bolile replied very simply.

Compared with the appearance seen before, the female corpse has several black patterns on her body that are like tattoos.

Xu Zhi just looked at it, and then took his eyes back.

His eyes swept over the three idols in the temple.

I took a look at it with interest.

"Prayer of the God of War."

"Recite prayers silently to gain the courage of the god of war."

The sacrificial prayers carved under the huge warrior statue were silently watched by Xu Zhi.

A little strange feeling arose in my heart.

After reading the prayer, he just looked up when he saw that a little golden light seemed to fall from the statue of the god of war.

It seems that there is really a little more courage in the body.

Heroic and invincible grandmaster