"Lord Reposti can rest assured that the temple is actually safe," Muyakodir interjected cautiously, unable to see it next to him. Prophet Ferran is a great person who respects life, how could he design the place where he buries his bones into a murderous place, just to prevent people who enter the temple every time they will be greedy because of the things inside, so the prophet specially designed this stone door that will slowly close with time, that is, to tell anyone who enters the temple that life and desire can only choose one!" "So, you know what's in the temple, right?" As he spoke, the fat man's footsteps stopped in front of the huge holy gate, and as the light gradually dimmed, the steaming water vapor carried a boundless smell that had not flowed for a long time

"Every ten years, whether it is necessary or not, our clan will open a holy land! this is a law passed down from the ancestors, otherwise it will lead to the calamity of extermination," Muyakodir replied cautiously, undoubtedly acknowledging this

"Then sue me, what's in it?"

The fat man was a little hesitant, his sharp gaze could not penetrate the dense water vapor that filled the entire temple, he only felt that it was white inside, and he could not see the way forward at all.

"I ...... I don't know how to describe it!"

Muyakodir shook his head, hesitated for a moment with a bitter expression, and then said, "If I had to find one word to describe it, I can only say that it is a monster, a huge monster made of metal, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, all these white mist in front of it are spewing out of its mouth, that monster guards the tomb chamber of the prophet, our clan once tried to see if we can open the tomb door, and it turned out that it is a whole stone wall as huge as the temple gate." In the end, most of the ancestors of our clan chose to quit, leaving only one elder who had spent his life studying the secrets of the temple.

The ancestors left him enough food and water to support him for 20 years, but when he opened the temple gate 10 years later, he found that the elder had died, and the death was ugly, as if the whole person was red because of a violent cough, judging from the characteristics of the corpse, the time was just a few hours before the temple gate was opened, which should be the curse of the temple mentioned by the ancestors. A warning to those who dare to blaspheme, since then, no one in our clan has dared to offer to unlock the secrets of the temple!"

"Died of a violent cough?"

The fat man looked at the choking water vapor in the temple with some meaning, no one would have thought that this machine that opened the temple door was actually a big cleaning of the inside of the temple, and the hot water vapor expanded and flowed in the confined space, at some times. The overall temperature of the formation is even more than 100 degrees Celsius of boiling water, and in this extreme environment, it is too difficult for people to not die.

The crowd waited at the door for about ten minutes. The white water vapor became thinner, and the water vapor that diffused from the walls of the temple gate began to form flakes of ice cream because the temperature outside exceeded zero

"Your Majesty, please follow me!" Muyakodir stretched out his hand from the temple gate, inside a perennial brazier for sacrifice. He took out a pine oil torch, made a gesture to the fat man, and was the first to enter the temple gate.

The fat man followed, and Reposti followed on the left with a nervous expression,

Every few dozen paces, Muyakodir would light the oil lamps on both sides of the walkway. The burial place of the prophet Phelan displayed in front of the fat man's eyes is similar to the altar of the temple in architectural structure, and on the walls on both sides, there are various decorative sculptures similar to those on the laterite altar and rare birds and flowers, and the frieze frieze decorated with white marble panels looks peaceful and somewhat sacred, and the crisp footsteps are clearly visible in the walkway.

"What kind of material is this?" the fat man frowned slightly, the passage was more than two meters high, neatly trimmed, and the walls were red. The fat man touched it, and the tentacles were hard, warm, and smooth like clotted fat, and he couldn't recognize what material it was made of. The entire passage glowed with a white, hazy glow under oil lamps, but no candles, torches, lanterns, or other lighting tools were to be found. This bright light is not emitted by candles or torches, it is more like daylight, but softer.

Muyakodir led the way in front, the fat man followed closely, the footsteps echoed in the silent tunnel, repeatedly emitting empty echoes, the fat man was not a timid person, but in this treacherous tunnel, hearing his own footsteps that seemed to come from a long distance, looking at the long passage with no end in front and back, he felt a wave of fear from the bottom of his heart, "To open such a deep passage in the belly of a solid rocky mountain, even the current Falcon Empire may not be able to do it." This is not something that the backward Muyako can do. Who built the burial ground of Prophet Ferran, and what is the purpose of building it in this remote rocky mountain?"

Before the fat man could come up with a clue, a huge underground Guangping suddenly appeared in front of them, stepping in, the fat man was shocked by the scene in front of him, the very wide space was almost the same as the scope of the Red Clay City, at least four training grounds were the size, the air was filled with the smell of engine oil and steel, and the top of their heads was a rocky mountain wall, on which hung a saucer-shaped giant lamp, emitting a soft white light.

And judging from the location of the aisle, this should be the underground of Red Earth City, "Your Majesty, that's the thing!" Muyakodir pointed to the messy parking of more than a dozen strange-looking steel carts on the Guangping, and behind these cars, there were large boxy iron boxes with a bracket hanging from them. There were no wheels underneath, and what surprised the fat man the most was the steel machine that Muyadiq pointed to, which made the fat man stop in front of him for a minute.

No wonder even Muyakodir called this huge monster,

There is a huge machine with a height of 4 meters, and a huge iron ring is set on the wheel of the machine, which should be the giant door that opened the door, and the steam outside is still filled with steam that has not completely dissipated.

The fat man recognized at first glance what these things were, damn, steam locomotives! Very excited but also very sad and angry, there are no railways, what is the use of this steam locomotive! It is impossible to carry it out, in three hours, to carry such a big thing out, even if three people try their best, it is impossible, and the narrow corridor also determines that this thing cannot be squeezed in at all,

I really don't know how the prophet of Ferran made this outside, and then moved into the interior of the mountain to sleep with him? Mystery rolls in the fat man's mind

Although the shell was covered with rust and stood silent, looking at the huge body, the fat man could still imagine that the birth of these steam locomotives must have caused a great panic among the people of Salander.

In the absence of any mechanical knowledge and the popularization of science, there is a lack of sufficient strength, such a thing, for the Salander people who had just established themselves in the new land at that time, it was a terrible monster, the deafening roar, the thick steaming, but his maker was the Prophet of Ferran, who led the Salanders across the sea,

If someone else said that the Prophet Phelan was the spiritual leader of a religion, the fat man would unceremoniously spat at him in the face. The guy who was able to build a steam engine in humble conditions hundreds of years ago would be a religious leader who pursued his faith? What are you kidding?

This guy is an advanced mechanical genius and stupid reformer, hoping to use science and technology to change society, but forgetting that science and technology itself is a kind of death for the ignorant era, and the greatest possibility is the same as himself, he is a stupid traverser, but his own peace-loving and weak character of respecting life is destined to be spurned by that ignorant era and died out! If he has no strength, even if he has advanced technology, what if he is really ironic!"

The fat man couldn't help but sigh in his heart,

Thinking of the tampered teachings of the sky, the man-made carved stone walls that were artificially destroyed, and the various man-made repairs in the temple, it is clear that the ideas and technology that were too advanced made this once noble spiritual leader in the hearts of the Salander people fall into a situation of betrayal and separation in an instant, and finally fall into the wilderness, burying the greatest invention of his life deep in this tomb that will never see the light of day

This is the tragedy of the times, and it is also the tragedy of the traverser, "majesty xià...... Look at the present!" Muyakodil asked with a hesitant expression, his feeling was similar to that of a fat man, every time he saw these mysterious and powerful things, his heart still couldn't help but surge with excitement, this is the treasure of the prophet of Ferran, which is claimed to be a weapon that can change the whole world, but the Muyako people have studied it for generations, and they haven't figured it out, what are these things?"

The fat man turned around with some regret, his heart was a little into the treasure mountain and empty-handed, just when he was about to leave, suddenly his eyes swept over the top of a steam airport, and a boxy thing met his eyes,

It was a metal black iron box, tightly closed, a bit like a small safe.

And at this moment, he also found that among the few half-broken locomotives, only this locomotive was the only one completed.

"I don't know, but the mysterious box and the whole car are fixed together!" Muyakodir clearly knew what the fat man was referring to, and shrugged his shoulders regretfully, "And it's so sturdy that it can't be broken from the outside!" )