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Shen Xi had studied under Qi Wu for a year, so he knew how the temple imprisoned human nature.

And as the priest at the top of the temple pyramid, it's even worse.

Because she is the incarnation of divine power, she was trapped in the temple all her life.

Also because of those insightful eyes, she knows too much.

Shen Xi said solemnly: "It's too tiring to live a transparent life. I think Si Jin's greatest wish is that you can take a look at the beautiful rivers and mountains outside."

Qi Wu's eyebrows trembled.

A wordless atmosphere filled the room, Qi Wu fell into deep thought, Shen Xi didn't bother her, just quietly waiting for her reaction.

After a long time, Qi Wu asked softly: "Then can I fall in love?"

"what????"

Shen Xi never expected that after thinking for so long, Qi Wu would throw a king directly at him and blow it out.

He was so frightened that he didn't know what expression to put on his face. All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and his face seemed a little distorted.

Qi Wu asked again: "Is it not possible?"

Under the other party's focused and serious gaze, Shen Xi didn't dare to say no at all.

A smile uglier than crying appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a trembling tone, "Yes, yes."

Si Jin, don't blame brother.

This is the priest's own request!
He just wants the priest to get used to this world better, so don't come to me for your life.

Qi Wu looked at Shen Xi's face that was about to cry, but silently raised the corners of his mouth.

So in the following days, Shen Xi kept staring at Qi Wu, he really wanted to know which man made Qi Wu want to fall in love!

*
Deep in the hinterland of the Western Capital No Man's Land.

Jin Si has been driving in this desert for more than half a month.

During the past half month, they lost their way countless times. Fortunately, Serge, the guide, was really capable and took them out several times.

Going deeper into the hinterland, Jin Si found that the signs of magnetic field chaos had disappeared, but they still couldn't contact the outside world.

In the past half month, Jin Si's subordinates also lost many people.

The desert is full of dangers, quicksand, poisonous scorpion, sandstorm
More than 20 people at the beginning gradually reduced to less than 20 people.

Jin Si was a little irritable in his heart. They had been away for more than half a month, not to mention the members of the 77th Division before, and they didn't even see the smugglers.

The sun was shining brightly overhead, and supplies were gradually decreasing. For a long time, only the wind and sand in front of us could be seen. Some people in the team were already feeling unwell.

At this moment, Serge, who was leading the camel ahead, stopped suddenly.

He suddenly threw away the camel and ran to a small sand dune in front of him, knelt down devoutly with his hands clasped together, and still muttered something, not knowing what he was talking about.

Jin Si immediately found an interpreter.

Serge speaks very fast, with a strong accent, and he speaks some obscure words, so the translator can only translate the general content.

"He seemed to be praying to God, saying that we had no intention of breaking into God's blessed land, and there was no malice."

Jin Si's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the tall sand dunes covered by the wind and sand in front of him. The sun above his head was so fierce that it seemed to burn the earth.

Seen from Sergi's direction, the two tall sand dunes are like two pairs of huge hands, holding the scorching sun above their palms devoutly.

There was something in his heart that wanted to break through the cage, and Jin Si knew that they were about to find that place.

however--

Jin Si narrowed his eyes, and said with cold displeasure in his tone, "Those sand dunes are just mirages."

They are now in a slump, and even Jin Si has become impatient, and his vigilance has dropped, and he didn't notice it for a while.

Sergey had returned from his prayers.

The old man and the translator next to him chattered a lot of words.

The translator communicated with him for a while, and quickly recounted the content.

"Sage said that the place we are looking for rests behind the sand dunes, but we must be pious enough to get the blessing of God to reach it."

"Humph."

Jin Si snorted coldly, "It's nonsense."

However, three days later, Jin Si realized that he had made a mistake.

He asked the members of Section 77 to calculate the possible location of the two sand dunes through the mirage, but they were still lost in this vast desert.

Jin Si was very upset.

He had been on the road for too long, and he didn't know what would happen when he found that place.

If Qi Wu knew that he had been away for so long, Jin Si shuddered suddenly.

He didn't dare to continue to think about it at all. He coaxed her for so long deliberately avoiding her before, not to mention he didn't coax her back at all last time!

And this time he left without saying goodbye. Although there was a reason for it and he had left her a message, Jin Si was still in a panic.

At this time Serge came over.

The translator stood in front of him, Serge glanced at Jin Si, and then whispered a few words to the translator.

After listening to his words, the interpreter was troubled.

Jin Si looked over with cold and indifferent eyes, "He wants to tell me something."

"Sage asked you to pray to the priest of the temple. It is said that he has a kind heart and loves all living beings. He is the incarnation of God. As long as we are not unforgivable sinners, he will answer."

After the interpreter finished speaking, he waited in fear for Jin Si's response.

He knew the fierce reputation of this master, and he completed every task perfectly with his iron wrist. It was impossible for him to believe in these local legends.

However, the interpreter looked at Jin Si who was deep in thought, and when he seemed to be really thinking about this method, his eyes widened incredulously.

Jin Si spat out four words in a cold voice: "How to pray."

The translator hurriedly asked Serge behind him.

Sergey shook his head in embarrassment, then pointed to the location of the heart.

"Serge said that the etiquette of prayer has long since disappeared, and what is handed down today is only a conjecture made by later generations."

Hearing these words, Jin Si did not show disappointment or impatience.

He didn't rush to move on, but asked his men to find a bunker and rest for a night.

He thought of the temple priest who hadn't entered his dream for a long time, and chose to fall asleep early.

In the dream, the stars move and the scene changes.

From the eyes of the general, Jin Si saw the tall, majestic, solemn and sacred temple buildings standing on the boundless land in the distance.

But soon he heard a joking voice behind him.

"Don't look at the general, did you come to drink with me?"

The general turned around and saw the unrestrained young man leaning on the slum with a jug of wine in his hand.

The other party was dressed luxuriously and exquisitely, with crimson gemstones inlaid on the clothes and forehead ornaments, and even the dangling earrings had a gemstone hanging from them.

Obviously not ordinary people.

Jin Si heard the general in his dream calling him: "Xi Yan."

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