The atmosphere suddenly turned pink.

The music in the hall has also become particularly evocative.

Several women, kneeling on the ground, rose and fell in a rhythm that was both fast and soothing.

When the intense and dense drumbeat stops at the last second when the rouge rises on the face.

The women held hands, then slowly got up.

The lights hit the stage.

Everyone's eyes widened, and then they couldn't help it, and let out a 'wow' sound.

One by one, they are either cute and cute, or delicate and delicate, and they fall where the women originally knelt and sit.

"It's really... Hydrated sand can be pinched, rare is the ingenuity of thought, the skill of skill, the peculiarity of tools... Yan Yu admitted that he was stunned.

Sure enough, it was the monks of those temples who would play.

In this ancient land, they used to be the spokesmen of politics and religion, and they did too many absurd and absurd tricks.

Nowadays, it is some ancient inheritance, which also allows these monks, after losing their political voice, to still live a life of human beings.

After the exclamation, the silent bidding is the real bloodless battlefield.

Yan Yu gritted his teeth and directly entered all his current property on the input.

The holy maidens from these temples, in addition to being commodities, are also eyeliners released from outside some ancient temples.

Through these outgoing saints, the monks are stretching their tentacles to many places, in a vain attempt to restore their former glory.

Therefore, the best opportunity for Yan Yu to leak his voice is these holy women.

The time when a man is most likely to lose his guard is when he is caught.

The so-called ordinary little girl in a formal massage place, compared with the exquisite princess of the club, is sometimes easier to get a large tip, and the doorway is exactly like this.

When the impulse comes up, reason is suppressed greatly.

Yan Yu is going to make a mistake that most men make.

The romance of that night is not enough for outsiders.

Yan Yu can write an article of 100,000 words about this night's experience.

But... He didn't have any literary talent, so he could only use four short words like ', it's really cool' to make a comprehensive and thorough description.

Naturally, the task assigned to him by Lin Xi was also completed.

The news would soon be transmitted back to the temple through the holy woman with whom he had a relationship.

Even if it is out of some attitude, the temple will find some people to find them in trouble.

At that time, it will be the time for Lin Xi and them to make things bigger.

The imaginary troubles came later than Yan Yu expected.

After that night, it took about six hours for three burly-looking, dark-skinned men to come to the door.

After some fighting, Yan Yu solved the three big men with the help of Lin Xi.

At the same time, in the process of chasing and escaping, the surrounding environment, buildings, markets, transportation... have caused a lot of damage.

And on the way to catch up, some fragments of dialogue also circulated.

As long as you have a little bit on your mind, you can summarize a rough idea through these dialogues.

Still, the expected 'big bang' certainly hasn't come.

Not to mention making an international sensation, and then spreading back to China.

Even the little Arama, they didn't make a sensation, they just set off a little inconspicuous ripple.

However, in some special channels, they can also be regarded as famous and registered.

Less than 30 kilometers from the main city of Alamai is a complex of ancient buildings carved out of the mountains.

These buildings are ancient and mysterious, and they are everywhere in detail.

Although it has a little more desolation and dilapidated flavor now, but going inward, its luxury has not diminished a little bit compared to the old days.

The monks believe in the goddess and are the patrons of the gods in the mortal world.

And the ancient religion is the state religion of the Aare region.

More than 200 years ago, before Aal was colonized, these monks held the highest voice in the region.

Until one day, the barbarians from outside, with guns and cannons, opened the door they had woven with myths.

Just like Yuan Xiang's iron sand palm, when facing guns, he is so powerless.

The monks, with their mystical heritage, are no match for the enemy who have mastered thermal weapons in the wider war.

This was followed by nearly 100 years of colonial rule.

During this period of colonial rule, traditional religion was greatly suppressed.

Later, the independence of the Aare, although ostensibly liberated from colonial rule, belonged to the most prosperous era of the monks, but it is long gone.

In the ancient days of Emperor Ashoka, three of the greatest monks wrote a book that recorded the most fundamental mysteries of the soul, the supreme magic of the Buddha. It was only with the collapse of the Ashoka Dynasty that this ancient scripture was lost and reduced to a legend. ”

"Master preacher, we must find those two strangers quickly!"

"Take the Ayurkata from their hands. Now that horror and weirdness are ravaging the world, with the Ayurka, which belongs to our time, it will surely return. ”

"Even... We can do what our ancestors didn't do for thousands of years. "A young monk, kneeling in front of a huge idol of a man with six arms and three sides, stepping on a mandala flower and holding a goddess in his arms, said with his back to an old monk.

The old monk said, "Rush! Ashoka is only a dynasty made up in the scriptures, and there has never been any trace of it in real history." Of course, the Ayurkata will not exist, it is a trap... Kid!"

"The more important it is at such an important time, the more we need to be vigilant and careful. Because when we covet, some people see us as prey. ”

The young monk, Rush, stood up and looked at his teacher, but his expression was not submissive.

"No, Master of the Scriptures, my most respected teacher, you are too old! You have lost your ambition and ideals, and you only know how to greedily eat away at the glory bestowed by the gods in the arms of the holy women, and forget to proclaim their name. And I... That glorious era is about to be restarted. ”

"Ashoka existed, and the denials of those archaeologists don't convince me. ”

"There are some great forces that have never disappeared, and scientific denial does not decipher the true history... This is what you once taught me, and now I will give it back to you. The young monk walked out of the temple.

Behind him, a younger monk walked up behind the old monk and stabbed the old monk in the heart with a dagger like a poisonous snake.

"Me! Protector of the gods, heir of the temple of the ancient Parmen, your new master of the scriptures, now call you in the name of the gods, our warriors. Go and take back the wealth that belongs to us, anything that stands in your way... They are all demons who block the return of God's glory, and the weapons in your hands can send them to God to repent without sin. ”