Therefore, the priests also said that the enlightened seafarer had a great opportunity.

What is the chance? Nobody knows.

But in any case, he had seen many newcomers, and each of them was like the Yun Xincha in front of him, with an expressionless face, an indifferent gaze, and looking at people with his nostrils.

That is the majesty of the superior. This majesty only fades temporarily when facing the seafarers.

"Let's go. Yun Xincha didn't even look at them, and went to North Street first.

The inspector hurriedly followed.

Sanssouci Valley held a joint sale, and throughout the day, the main street was packed. It is much more difficult to protect the security of the mission.

The boss asked Ming An to assign the best guards.

So he sent himself, along with some of his most trusted men.

Five inspectors guarded Yunxin in the middle, and all the way through it was safe and sound.

At this moment, Ming An heard someone not far away calling: "Ding Yunzheng!"

No one answered.

Someone approached quickly, and the voice was a girl, probably very young. She shouted at Yun Xincha again: "Ding Yunzheng!"

Yun Xin glanced at her, and finally stopped, showing a smile: "Is there something wrong?"

His smile was stiff, like a painting, and it was uglier than crying. The little girl didn't answer, I don't know if she was scared by him.

Of course, she paused for a few breaths, but still answered:

"Why did you take off your mask? It's too dangerous. The girl's first sentence confirmed Ming An's guess, this Yun Xincha was originally a seaman!"What about Min Chuan?"

"I have been enlightened, and I am already a believer in the country of Hidden Treasures. Ding Yunzheng said, "As for him, go back." ”

"Huh?" the little girl didn't expect this answer, and stayed in the local area for a while.

Ding Yunzheng walked past her without looking back.

Ming An turned his head to look at the little girl, and when he saw her apricot eyes, he glanced straight at his own people.

It wasn't until the group had gone far that the little girl sighed and suddenly headed for the pier.

Jing Qing was already waiting there, and when the two of them had exchanged identities, he asked, "Confirmed?"

"yes. Dou Ya paused and whispered, "They're all fine." It's time for us to go. ”

The two got into a small boat and sailed in the direction of the Fog Wall.

......

The further north you go, the more crowded you become.

When they stepped out of the streets and onto the forest paths, the only ones who came and went were the guards.

In the early days of the Fog Wall, there were still some unsightly or drunk seafarers who broke through, but after a few days, no one bothered them.

Further on, the human beings were no longer seen, only blue dots of light went back and forth, patrolling every inch of the forbidden land.

Ming An is all too familiar with this scene. In the mouths of the priests, the blue points of light are called divine guards, and they guard the temple, and in the forbidden place, no one can hide from their ears and eyes.

No sooner had he and his men stepped into the area than blue dots of light swarmed up and danced around them.

Even if they didn't have eyes, he could sense that they were sensing themselves.

This feeling of being observed, being spied on, is very uncomfortable.

Of course, Ming An also noticed a detail:

The blue dots didn't check the clouds, just as they never checked the other priests.

He's just been promoted to Xincha, and the Divine Guard knows about it?

Ming An buried these questions in his heart and walked in silence among the trees.

The grass is rustling, and the road is no different than usual. Every seven days, he had to lead his men to protect a messenger back to the temple, and he was familiar with the road.

The duty of protecting the Inspectorate is to be carried out only by the most trusted personnel of the clerics, who are usually selected from among the inspectors and guards.

Turning around a mountain col, there were lights on in the gazebo in front of me.

Someone?

Closer to take a closer look, Bai Xincha, who was supposed to be on duty in the temple, was actually standing in the pavilion.

Ming An's heart chuckled. No, it's not what was planned.

During the day-to-day handover, Bai Xincha had to stay in the temple until the Xincha of the change of shift came to replace him, and then he could not leave. Tonight, he ran out early.

It was some distance from the temple and didn't fit their plans:

They were going to do it in the temple!

You have to do it in the temple.

When Bai Xincha saw them, he strode over, impatience written on his face: "You are here, then I will go first!"

He left in a hurry. It was stipulated that a chaden should stay in the temple every night and take over the shift at sunset. Everyone knows that when he is on duty, he is the most boring, Bai Xincha is on duty at the joint sale of the official account, the quieter it is, the more he wants to see the excitement, so he came out early to wait for Yun Xincha.

He passed by with Du Xincha, but he didn't see anyone following, so he couldn't help but turn around and ask Ming'an and the others: "What are you doing standing, come here!"

It stands to reason that the guards were to escort the two messengers to and fro. Now that Bai Xincha is leaving the forbidden land, Ming'an should follow.

He had no choice but to take a step, secretly anxious in his heart.

The temple was so close that he could see the hanging bell on the eaves, but was he going to turn around and leave?

However, not following Bai Xincha will only arouse the suspicion of the other party, which is even worse.

How is it good to be born?

He subconsciously looked at the guard on his left. This man was a little shorter and dressed in light leather armor. The light hat obscured most of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes that were already bright.

Seeing Ming An turn around, the guard winked at him.

What does this mean? Ming An didn't understand, but he could see that there was no anxiety in the other party's eyes.

At this moment, Yun Xincha made two "ho-ho" sounds in his mouth, and actually took two steps with his hands and feet, and then his face spasmed.

When everyone looked back at him, the man had fallen to the ground, his eyes straight and trembling.

That posture was like a fish that had been put off the chopping board and was trying to bounce on it.

"Unconvinced!" Seeing this, Bai Xin's face changed slightly, and he didn't care about rushing to the Sanssouci Valley for the time being, so he just pointed to him: "Carry him up, go-" He dragged out his last note, looking a little hesitant, but quickly decided, "-Go to the temple!"

Ming An didn't know what the symptoms of "disobedience" were, and in his opinion, Bai Xincha was a madman. But he wished he could enter the temple.

The priest gave the order, and of course the guards complied. Ding Yunzheng trembled violently, basically dancing with his hands, no matter how strong Ming An was, he couldn't fix him on his back and carry him in, so he pointed to the guard with bright eyes: "I look up, you lift your feet, quickly." ”

Both of them have a lot of strength, and it is not a problem to lift an adult man. Bai Xincha had already opened his legs and walked towards the temple, and they hurried to follow.

The other two guards, who were not assigned a task, could only stand still and wait.

This is the rule.

Ming An followed in the footsteps of Xincha and finally stepped into the temple.

This was not the first time he had entered the temple. Most of the civilians of the Tibetan Kingdom were confined to the forbidden land for the rest of their lives, and only believers who had received divine favor and praise had the occasional opportunity to enter the temple and meet the oracle.