I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Clovette pointed to an iron gate blocking the passage with guards standing in front of the door, "John, inside is the database of our sect, which contains all the secret information within the sect and other secret worlds. Knowledge, but if we want to borrow it, we need to get the consent of Mr. Winfrey first, and then Mr. Thor, who is responsible for looking at the database, will open the portal, but we are not allowed to enter. We have to wait for Mr. Thor to take out the corresponding information. data of."

"Then we can go to the reading room next to it to read the materials. There is a room for one person. It is mainly to prevent some church members who do not meet the conditions from seeing the advanced taboo knowledge borrowed by others." She pointed again. The other passage next to it was relatively close at the moment. Watson had already seen through the emerald roots and moth vision that multiple rooms were divided into the depths of the passage.

"Then here is the supplies room. Some precious tools, raw materials and utensils are hidden in it. For example, the blades we got from the Mithraic caves before have been transformed by the casters within the sect. Everything is stored in it... Hehe, I am actually more accustomed to calling this place a treasure room."

"And this is the forge. Ahem, John, you can smell the pungent smell of coal. Almost all the casters of the Order are responsible for forging and repairing some tools in it, but most of them are from different factions. Things that are useful, we are just a hospital and not a slaughterhouse. I really don’t understand why they make so many swords and swords all day long. There were even loud explosions a few times. Fortunately, we were hidden deep and reinforced with silent hiding. Ceremony, otherwise someone would have discovered it long ago.”

Clovette pointed to the particularly deep, dark and wide passage, and there was a faint, suppressed wailing sound coming from inside. She approached Watson with some fear, and then said weakly: "This is the prison room, which is specially responsible for holding prisoners." Those poor out-of-control believers, in order to prevent them from failing to control their soaring desires and hurt other innocent believers, just like Ganser who attacked you madly last time."

"Oh, they are so pitiful. They have to stay underground every day. They can't run around and play at will or taste other delicious food. Clovette doesn't want to be like them in the future. John, you must also control the secret." The desire to pass on must not get out of control."

Watson nodded silently, looking thoughtfully at the emerald roots leading to the prison room... In this root, there was far more abundant bright red liquid flowing than in other rooms.

And Crowette quickly pulled him to the next place.

"The one next to it is the picking room. The jade root system here grows very fast, and it will extend sharp branches in all directions like a spider web. Every once in a while, special tools must be used to sharpen those sharp branches. The thorns fall off on their own and can be used as disposable needles for anesthesia after being collected. You only need to prick them gently to fall asleep quickly. "Crowett said with a smile: "Since Winfrey has now cultivated it. After this branch is established, our hospital will no longer need to purchase anesthetics!”

"As for this, it's the production room."

When the girl said this, her eyes were filled with excitement, as if she had thought of something extremely interesting, "Working in the production room is very interesting! There are fat and white meat dumplings raised in large earthen jars. Just follow the instructions at intervals If you have time, just feed some raw meat prepared by the cult in advance. After a while, they will squeeze out a sweet liquid like wine from the pipe behind the jar... but the liquid looks a bit turbid and dirty. I didn’t even dare to taste it because I was afraid I would have diarrhea after drinking it.”

"But, after passing through the blending room - the room next door, the turbid red wine-like liquid is filtered and made clear, it will turn into a delicious drink with a faint vitality of nectar! Drink it and you will be instantly intoxicated. There is a faint vitality in the body!" When Crowett said this, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips, as if she was recalling the taste she was talking about.

"But I recently changed my position, so I can no longer work here. Otherwise, I would take John in to experience the feeling of being overwhelmed by the sweet and fragrant smell."

Clovette continued to pull Watson to the next place, "This is the night snack canteen. After completing the corresponding work at night, everyone can come here to rest. The sect will provide everyone with a meal that I just said If you can’t finish the nectar drink, you can take it back and come back later after we finish the work.”

She pointed to a passage that had no roots but was lit by bright lights. Inside was an empty room lined with long rows of seats and tables. "This is the public reading room of the cult, and a place where you can rest after completing your work." It is a place where almost completely harmless secret world knowledge is stored, such as all the secrets in the world, such as some records about Mansu, and other ancient texts written by esoteric believers but which do not contain esoteric knowledge. Classics... Sometimes when my sister is in charge of controlling the body, she seems to come here often to read, but I have never been in there. "

"Reading is very troublesome and tiring. It's enough to have my sister who knows the knowledge. Anyway, I can always ask my sister when I encounter something I don't understand. Although my sister can't answer me every time... I guess the same is true for my sister. He didn’t know the answers to those questions, so he pretended not to talk to me.”

Clovette chattered endlessly, and then dragged Watson to a row of extremely deep passages. The liquid flowing inside the emerald roots of these passages was particularly bright red, almost covering the fluorescent green. s color.

"The work this room is responsible for...actually I don't know much about it." She pointed to several extremely deep passages nearby, "I don't know what room this leads to."

"I don't know here either."

"This place... I don't know either."

"But I should have been in these rooms, but at that time my sister was the one controlling the body. I can't remember exactly what kind of work they were responsible for...Wait a minute!" Crowett suddenly lowered her head and seemed to be saying something. She pondered, "My sister said that these passages lead to various types of pig farms and slaughterhouses... Hey, is our cult still responsible for raising livestock? Could it be that the grilled bacon slices we usually eat are pigs raised by ourselves? ? No wonder there is a strange smell coming from inside, and occasionally there is a sound like killing a pig. It turns out that it is really killing a pig. "

The girl turned to Watson and asked, "Sister Emma didn't mean what I thought when she said pork pig. John, do you know what pig means?"

Watson just smiled and shook his head, "I don't know. Don't pigs mean eating pigs?"

"Well... my sister didn't reply. Forget it, let's ignore her for now. Let's continue with our work. Next is where we will work tonight!" Clovette looked at Watson with a smile, and there was a seemingly cunning look in her eyes. of light.

"John, why don't you guess what our job is?"