I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Since Captain Nello had spoken, everyone quickly packed up their belongings and used mud and cloth as scabbards to pack the twelve blades.

Nello, Krovette and Marina each carried four blades, while Watson, who seemed to feel guilty, carried Gansel's body.

It seemed that this was not the first time that Nello had dealt with the bodies of his companions during an expedition. He took out a bottle of clear and viscous oil mixed with particles like gray snow from his arms and poured it on Gansel's chest. Suddenly, a wisp of cold air rose from the white wound due to excessive blood loss.

The wound caused by Watson's 360-degree rotation of the blade seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice. This layer of frost seemed thin, but it could effectively suppress the spread of bloody smell, and even Watson could no longer smell the sweetness and fragrance.

Everyone went back along the way they came, walking on thin ice through the bridegroom layer full of broken zombies, controlling themselves not to make any sound.

Watson used his peripheral vision to look at the dried bodies on both sides of him, looking at their withered but knotted muscles, feeling the cold winter and sharp breath hidden in them... He looked up at Nello Bacchus who was returning with satisfaction in front of him, shook his head slowly, and thought to himself: "Nello... you are wrong. Are you satisfied with just twelve sharp blades? These thirty-two broken corpses that have not decayed for thousands of years are the biggest treasures of the first three layers of this underground pyramid space!" "If it were me who led and controlled these thirty-two invulnerable and powerful broken corpses... I guess William McConaughey's unfinished business at that time would be easy for me!" They returned all the way to the Mithraic Cave on the ground. Kalsa and Lido who stayed behind were also a little surprised to see the new John carrying Gansel's body, but after hearing Crovit's explanation, they also nodded in agreement and looked at Watson carrying the body with admiring eyes. Watson just smiled awkwardly, and then the group rushed into the city before the night completely dissipated.

When they arrived in the urban area, they put Gansel down from behind. Watson and Nello, one on each side, seemed to be supporting a drunken partner and transported the cold body back to the Crossroads Hospital.

When the first ray of dawn fell, Watson handed Gansel's body to Nello. His old subordinate said, "I will put the body in the morgue inside the hospital first. Captain Watson, you go back to the dormitory to rest first. I can do the rest of the work alone."

So he returned to the staff dormitory building with Krovette. After saying good night to each other, the two closed the door and fell asleep in their own beds separated by only a wall.

Watson was lying on the bed and was not in a hurry to fall asleep. He sorted out what he saw and heard tonight in his mind and sorted out the direction of the future.

"When I enter Mansu next time, I may be able to follow the footsteps of the dead and find the real Pure White Gate."

"But what is the price of opening the Pure White Gate? It's a pity that when I joined the exploration, Nello and his team had already opened the second major gate of the underground pyramid, otherwise I could have taken the opportunity to glimpse the conditions for opening the gate."

"And the scene inside the Bridegroom's Layer, those cobalt blue crystal fruits hanging from the ceiling... Is this a replica of the scene inside Mansu? Is there such a place full of luminous fruits hidden behind the Pure White Gate? The well in the forest can be exchanged for vitality, and the jagged boulders contain the influence of Qi, so what benefits or disadvantages can this luminous fruit bring to me?"

"The most important thing is the Stag Gate that is related to the promotion to the Knower... The huge deer head guarding the gate, according to the past memories of the moth, is a replica of an unknown Mansu creature named Grillby... ...If you want to pass through the Stag Gate, you must answer Grillby's riddle. "

"And Grillby in the real Mansu is likely to ask another riddle...How can I show the correct answer then? The answers to these riddles seem to be secrets related to deeper secret teachings...Doesn't it require mastering the nine secret teachings to have a 100% chance of passing through this Stag Gate? ! "

"The sharp blade stairs and the river in the painting behind the Stag Gate...are they replicas or metaphors? Does the sharp blade stairs mean that the secret teach can only climb up step by step by enduring pain and disaster? "

Watson really wants to take advantage of this moment to dream walk into the Mansu forest and verify his conjecture...but it's not the right time yet. He is living with so many secret believers now. God knows whether they have some means of detecting entry and exit of Mansu and can find out that he is dreaming to Mansu.

Or if he accidentally met other believers in the sleepover, how would he explain it? According to the fact that all the people he had met in the woods were from near London, although the woods were boundless, it was obvious that the area where the cultists dreamed was also related to the location of the waking world. He was dreaming now, and it was very likely that he would meet other believers in the woods!

So Watson could only suppress his curiosity and fall asleep in a mortal way.

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Time went back to a little while ago, when the group of people at the Crossroads Hospital had just left the Mithraic Cave.

They did not notice that a large pool of blood flowing from Gansel's heart was spreading towards the edge of the platform, slowly dripping into the dark abyss at the bottom.

This seemingly bottomless abyss is actually only nearly a hundred feet deep. The bottom of the abyss is funnel-shaped, so the flowing heart and the blood of Qi fall along the inner wall of the abyss to the bottom, dripping onto a body that is as dry as a pile of firewood.

The weak vitality contained in the blood nourishes the withered body, and the wrinkled flesh and blood slowly recover, and then more fresh blood flows down.

An ancient sleeping body is gradually reviving, and its flesh and blood are being nourished and rejuvenated. Four sharp and slender tongues greedily lick the dripping blood and pass it to the internal digestive cavity to absorb the vitality in a more efficient way.

Thump thump thump, the sound of a heavy hammer hitting the wall came from the dark abyss, mixed with the sharp sound of a sharp blade.

The revived body sniffed the sweet fragrance and climbed all the way to the top platform. The four flesh tongues swept back and forth, completely sucking in the blood that had not yet completely dried.

It sniffed the smell of flesh and blood in the air, shook its head that had not been used for many years and was confused, and looked along the flow of the smell factor, and saw that the warrior's door that had been sealed for many years had actually been opened, and it had not yet closed! ! !

Can we finally leave this place! ! !

The heads looked at each other, almost crying with joy.

They nodded in unison, controlled seven arms and thirteen legs to step on the ground and rushed all the way to other floors. Before the guarding soldiers reacted and drew out their swords, it had already squeezed out of the narrow cave and violently knocked open the stone altar guarding it... Although it lost a head, two arms and four legs in the process, compared with the upcoming freedom, all this price is worth it! ! !

Its three remaining heads were all filled with tears, and its huge body was lying on the ground, feeling the stench of the soil, smelling the fragrance of the grass, and breathing in the turbid and rich oxygen.

It looked up at the gray sky and couldn't help but roared:

"I, Julius, the son of the original - I am finally free!!!"