The Sacred Spring: Chapter 31: Destruction (2)

As soon as the old man appeared, the bamboo pole explained: "He is the Hu Bayi I mentioned, touching the golden captain-

Oh? Is it true? ――

It's not a disciple, it's just a halfway monk Wild Fox Zen -

Well,--The old guy has a huge shelf, he doesn't even look at me, and only says to the bamboo pole,-Xiao Wu, you are still too indecisive in doing things. It's just a gold seal......

When I heard what he said, I thought that the old man was going to come up and rob him, and I made up my mind that if he dared to commit murder, I would swallow the golden seal and die cleanly, so as not to suffer from the bite of the brown again. Unexpectedly, the old man raised his hand, and just patted Shirley Yang on the shoulder-

What are you going to do to her! -I was afraid that he would not be good for Shirley Young, so I rushed forward with a loud shout to take him down with a punch. Who would have thought that Shirley Yang would suddenly stand in front of me like a different person. I was overjoyed and amazed, and I reached out to pull her over. As a result, she pulled out a pistol from behind her back, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to act rashly-

Instructor Yang, you sober up, put the gun down and talk about it - I waved my hand at her, for fear that she would be distracted and shoot me to death, Shirley Yang's marksmanship I have seen, not to be underestimated.

Her eyes were glazed and her pistol was clenched tightly in her palm. As he spoke, he raised his arm, his eyes unblinking, and pulled the trigger on his left shoulder with a thud. Immediately the blood poured out like a spring, and she didn't seem to feel the pain, but her body shook for a moment, and then she aimed at her knee again-

No! The gold seal is given to you, to you! -I can't stand this heart-wrenching pain anymore, for fear that the old guy will make Shirley Young commit self-harm again. I pulled out the small gold seal from my trouser pocket, and my fingers trembled so much that it almost fell to the ground several times.

The bamboo pole also showed an unbearable look on his face, and he said, "Take out the golden seal earlier, and she won't suffer." Hu Bayi, you are really a veritable mourning star - he walked up to me and snatched the golden seal. If I hadn't seen Shirley Yang still under their control, I would have wanted to punch these bastards in the face.

The shriveled old man laughed contemptuously, and Shirley Yang fell in response. I rushed forward to help her, but the shriveled old man floated up to me like a ghost and stopped me-

The golden seal has been given to you, what else do you want! -I was so angry that I almost wanted to punch my fist in his chest at that moment, and I would have to punch through to get rid of my hatred.

The old man did not speak, but reached out a withered hand, the nails of his hand were so long that they shook before my eyes, and I thought he was trying to snatch my eyes, but the old man's gesture turned sharply, and at once he opened the placket of my clothes. On my chest is the gold talisman left by Shirley Yang when he disappeared, the relics of the crane and pigeon whistle of the mountain movers. The shriveled old man picked up the gold talisman with his almost curly nails, put it in his hand and played with it for a while, and then pushed me away violently. His push seems to be an understatement, but the force is surprisingly large, and before I can react, the person has been slapped out by him-

Lao Hu! - Although the fat man was pressed under the fat zongzi, he still couldn't forget to wait and see, and he couldn't help but scream when he saw me being slapped away by the old man.

As soon as I landed, I hit the pillar of the altar directly, and my back instantly felt like someone had been pulled out, and I couldn't even speak, and it was pitch black in front of me.

The bamboo pole pulled out a golden stick of more than three feet from his backpack, it seemed that it was the golden rod he had tricked from the Cremo people with the princess mask, I never knew what the treasure of this ghost thing was, and I endured the great pain without saying a word, while watching the shape shì. The bamboo pole turned the gold seal upside down, and knocked the gold scepter vertically towards the gold seal, only to hear a click-click, the two objects actually merged into one, I realized that this was a two-in-one magic weapon, and it had to be completed by combining two swords. I just don't understand what the purpose of him and the strange old man is, and they are doing everything possible to grab this Inca secret treasure-

The master looked at it, and the key had been taken out - the bamboo pole was facing upwards, his waist was lowered, and he respectfully presented the golden scepter to the old man.

He lifted the golden scepter in one hand and walked past me lightly, and I tried to reach out and hold him several times, but I didn't feel any sensation in my hand. I could only watch as the old man walked up to the altar. He threw out the four eyes who had fainted on the stone platform, and they rolled on the steps several times before finally falling beside me, and the glasses on his face had long since shattered into glass shards.

The old man stroked the countertop with both hands and said to himself, "Here it is...... Right here...... - With that, he held his golden scepter high and thrust it into the stone platform.

Strange to say, the seemingly sturdy altar was suddenly pierced by a golden scepter. The whole sacrificial chamber shook violently, and at first I thought it was my hallucination, but then the shaking became more and more violent. I held back the pain and half-propped up: "What do you want to do, the temple is going to collapse!" -

The old man ignored my warning, pulled the golden scepter out of the stone platform, and continued to pierce it with great force. At this time, a huge crack had appeared in the ceiling of the temple, and many rocks had fallen off, smashing the black-skinned rice dumplings standing on both sides into meat sauce. Seeing that the old man was like a madman, and knowing that he could no longer sit still, I gritted my teeth and tried to stand up to stop his crazy act of ruin.

As soon as I moved, I was suddenly touched by a cold thing in my hand, and I looked down to see four eyes facing me, and blinked secretly. He moved his fingers and wrote a "escape" on the ground with blood. I looked up at the pole and the old man, and tried to cough, but they were all looking at the altar intently, and did not pay attention to our wounded lambs to the slaughter. I immediately leaned over and asked Four Eyes, "How are you hurting, can you move?" - He nodded, constantly glancing out of the corner of his eye at the golden avenue at the exit. I estimated the distance, gritted my teeth and said, "The fat man is still in their hands, this place is about to collapse, and in a while, you take Shirley Yang to run first." I'm staying to stall for time-

What are you doing! -The bamboo pole was originally standing behind the old man, the temple shook violently and did not disturb his attention, he turned his head, swept me and the four eyes with a sharp eye, and sneered: "Dying and struggling!" Look I'm going to clean you up now-

I knew that if I didn't act, I wouldn't have time to escape, so I shouted: "Fat man shoots!" -The bamboo pole turned his head in panic, and saw that the fat man was still pressed to the ground by the big zongzi, and knew that it was my trick, and couldn't help but shout. It's a pity that I was prepared for a long time, and when he was distracted, I mustered up all the strength of my body and flew forward. Four Eyes immediately got up from the ground and ran towards Shirley Yang, who had been unconscious. When I saw that the plan was successful, I felt murderous intent in my heart, and I grabbed the neck of the bamboo pole with both hands. He didn't expect me to be so fierce when I was seriously injured, and I was crushed to the ground first, and then the two of them wrestled and rolled. At this time, the shriveled old man seemed to have no existence in the world, and completely ignored our struggle, he vigorously pulled out his golden staff, laughed wildly, and did not know what kind of fun a person was stupid.

The bamboo pole shouted at him, "Hurry, hurry, one last time—I don't understand their whispers, but I can only see that the corners of the temple have begun to crumble and crumble, and the huge stones have poured down one after another under the encirclement of countless dust, and even cracks have appeared on the surface."

The bamboo pole was pressed under me, and I lifted my knee and hit me right in the abdomen. I was in pain, and I let go of my hands, and he kicked them twice, kicking them out-

Lao Hu, resist, I'm here - it turned out that the fat man took advantage of the disintegration of the temple to get out from under the zombies, and he came up with a flying pounce, using a unique stunt - a bombshell - to kill the bamboo pole with one blow.

I was afraid that something would be wrong with the shriveled old man, so I hurriedly glanced at the altar again, and saw him exert all his strength, and his black coat shook. The golden scepter was in the middle of the altar without people-

With a loud bang, the Japanese printing tree in the distance slowly let out a mournful cry that was about to collapse - everyone run! The pillar has fallen, and this place is about to collapse completely-I don't care what the old man's ultimate goal is, so I pick up the fat man and flee towards the Golden Avenue-

Old Hu, that kid is too thin, my stomach is panicked - the fat man put his arm on my shoulder, and complained as he ran. I couldn't wait to use my hands, and I ran away on the golden avenue with my life, panting: "What time is it now, the house is going to collapse quickly, why do you care about this!" -

I don't have the slightest element of fiction in what I say, the temple is crumbling little by little, starting from the central sacrificial chamber, and the world behind us is literally disappearing at the speed of light. Not only that, the stone gate at the end of the Golden Avenue has been blocked by the pouring boulders that almost only a crack in the door remains, and the four eyes carrying Shirley Yang outside the door are waving and shouting at us, but the movement of the collapse is so great that there is a roar everywhere in my ears, and I can't hear what he is shouting at all.

We rushed to the edge of the stone gate, the passage below had been blocked, and the four eyes threw a rope from the opposite side, and we immediately climbed this life-saving rope from the gap in the upper part of the stone gate, and when I climbed out of the stone gate, I took one last look at the altar, except for the smashed brown on the ground, it was already empty-

Lao Hu, what are you doing? Come down! -The fat man and Four Eyes carried Shirley Yang and waved at me outside the door, I hummed and jumped off the gravel wall, picked up Shirley Yang and ran outside with them.

As the world behind us collapsed in the dirt and stone walls, we finally broke out of the temple at the last minute. The sun was shining brightly outside, and Lin Fang had been guarding the woods next to her, and she was so excited that she was red with excitement when she saw us return safely. The fat man smiled at Lin Fang, and before he could speak, he fell straight down. Several of us were nervous for a while with him, only to find out that he had fainted from starvation due to excessive blood loss and hunger.

The Temple of the Sun, which recorded the last secret of the Inca Empire, was reduced to ruins in a cloud of gray smoke, which was undoubtedly a huge loss to the archaeological community, even if I was such a big old man, I couldn't help but feel sorry on the way back, and the Four Eyes repeatedly asked me about what happened in the end, I could only tell him my one-sided feelings, as for who the shriveled old man was, and what he was looking for, I had to wait for Shirley Yang to be fully awake before explaining. However, there is a huge problem waiting for us to solve, how to give an explanation to Wang Puyuan when we return to the United States?