Suddenly hearing this name, Jin Si's heart palpitated slightly.

It's as if something is about to be revived.

After calling his name, the Great General turned his head to look at the temple behind him, and he asked, "Do you know the complete blessing ceremony?" ”

The young man on the collapse jumped violently.

The tone of his voice could not hide the shock and incredulity: "Ash, are you crazy?!" Blessings are not an audience with the priests—"

Jin Si couldn't hear the rest of the words, because he was awakened by a sudden movement outside the tent.

He was vaguely aware that every time he dreamed, the things in the dream not only did not fade in his mind after waking up, but became more and more profound.

It's like the things he forgot are fed back into his brain little by little in the form of dreams.

He recalled that the 'blessing ceremony' that the general had talked about in his dream could not be the ritual of praying to the priests that Serge had said.

"Young Master!!"

Lou Ying appeared outside the tent and called eagerly.

The dream was interrupted, and Jin Si's plan to get more information was interrupted, and his tone was wrapped in a thick displeasure: "What's the matter?" ”

"We seem to have found a way to get in."

“？！”

Jin Si was startled and immediately walked out of the tent.

Serge knelt at the front of the camp with his hands folded, his body trembling and reverent, while the rest of the people looked at the scene in disbelief.

It was a small mass of wind-blown sand, and they were carried by the wind that swept from nowhere, and they stayed in front of their camp like a guide, and the center of the wind-blown sand pointed in one direction.

Jin Si's heart jumped heavily, "Pack up your things and set off immediately!" ”

"Yes!"

Although the members of Division 77 had never seen such a strange and magical scene, as members of Division 77, the affairs they dealt with were some bizarre phenomena, so they quickly reacted.

Before leaving, Serge said a word to the translator next to him with a complicated expression.

Jin Si knew that Serge was trying to tell him, so he looked over.

“...... Sir, Serge said you were blessed by the priest of the temple. ”

The translator opened his mouth dryly.

- Could it be that this lord secretly prayed to the temple priest in his tent behind their backs?!

Jin Si raised his eyebrows, and an unclear look appeared in his eyebrows, but the translator next to him could feel it-this master was happy?!

The translator didn't understand, but he was shocked.

So the group walked for another day and a night under the guidance of the strange wind and sand, and they did not dare to stop for fear that the wind and sand would dissipate.

And along the way, Jin Si finally saw the figure of those stowaways.

They were all buried in the desert.

Apparently, these stowaways were not blessed by the priests of the Temple.

Jin Si was also polite, and asked his subordinates to pick up their equipment and confirm their identities.

Until the dawn shone on the horizon, the wind and sand that had been imprisoned by the wind finally dissipated silently in front of them.

Everyone looked at the hinterland of the sand dunes in front of them, except for the wind and sand or wind sand, there was no entrance at all.

Jin Si was not disappointed, and he asked his members to survey the neighborhood.

They came this time to bring a member of the expert team and a lot of high-end sophisticated equipment, in order to play a role at this time.

It didn't take long for one of the members to send feedback.

"Master, the quicksand here has been flowing underground, and it's empty underneath!"

"Dig!"

The members of the 77th Division acted neatly, and the division of labor and cooperation cooperated tacitly, and soon Jin Si saw a passage entrance.

However, Lou Ying walked over with a calm face.

"Young master, the quicksand in this area is too unstable, if we continue to dig, it is likely that the quicksand will have poured into the passage before we go down."

Jin Si nodded thoughtfully, "Can I go in the current passage?" ”

"Barely so."

"Leave a few people here to stay and answer, and the others will go down with me."

Jin Si quickly made a decision.

“...... Young master, do you really want to go down? ”

Lou Ying hesitated.

For some reason, he had a subconscious awe of this place in his heart.

Especially after experiencing the strange wind and sand leading the way.

"Those people are dead."

Jin Si said coldly, "Since we have come to this place, there is no reason to give up. ”

Moreover, he had a hunch that if he continued to explore, he would discover more truths, not only for the sake of bringing the lost kingdom back to earth, but also for himself.

Lou Ying didn't ask again, he answered: "Yes." ”

Under the leadership of Jin Si, more than a dozen people took all kinds of equipment and entered the tomb with the help of a seasoned member of the inverted bucket.

The tomb road is very wide, and it can be seen that the status of the tomb owner during his lifetime was not low.

They walked all the way, and they didn't find any danger, and they were uncanny calm.

Until they came to the gate of the tomb palace.

The gate of the tomb palace is majestically closed, but the three walls next to the gate are carved with countless frescoes.

The inverted member quickly spoke: "This is information about the owner of the tomb. ”

The murals were disorganized, and Jin Si had the other members scatter them to interpret and then put them together.

Through their patchwork, the situation of the owner of the tomb was gradually learned.

"Master, these words are not in our database, but I didn't expect that the lost kingdom in the mouth of those stowaways was really found by us......"

"The owner of the tomb seems to be the last king of this kingdom, but he is only a puppet, and the kingdom fell shortly after he succeeded to the throne."

Jin Si frowned, "Did you say the reason for the collapse?" ”

The member shook his head, "The mural stops here. ”

At this time, a member suddenly exclaimed, "Master, is this the priest of the temple?!" ”

A gust of wind blew around him, and Jin Si couldn't suppress the eagerness in his heart at all, and couldn't wait to come to the member's side.

In the fresco in front of them, the priest of the temple occupies the entire picture.

The mural is brightly coloured and more detailed than the murals on the other walls.

He had no face, no jewels on his garments, and he was holy and strict.

He sat upright on the high platform, gradually overlapping with the figure he had been unable to see clearly in Jin Si's dream.

"The last king of the kingdom studied under this temple priest...... Hey, is this temple priest male or female? ”

The members next to him were still interpreting the mural, and suddenly deserted.

Originally, he just complained casually, but he didn't expect to get Jin Si's firm answer: "Female." ”

“？？？”

The member subconsciously wanted to ask how you were so sure, but saw Jin Si leave in front of the mural and walk to the closed door.