Chapter 79 The terrible truth

The second door

"nation!"

Mo Jin changed his voice, looking at Zhuo Muqiangba like a fool, and then asked back: "Which country does it belong to?

China?

India?

Nepal?

Bhutan?

We don’t know which country we stand on, and which country do you plan to return it?”

Zhuo Muqiangba did not answer immediately, but he thought of another question and asked: "What did you say just now?

You don't know where you are?

You should know where you came from?"

Mo Jin said: "Yes, we crossed the borders of N countries, and then we entered the no-man's land and walked through the westerly wind belt. Along the way, we did not find China's boundary markers, nor did we find any other country's boundary markers or border patrols.

The entire route we traveled was in an unmanned land. We walked for fifteen days in this fog range, and the route we walked was all routes that only extreme climbers could pass through, so I don’t know where we are.

This is actually a borderless thing, and according to international conventions and practices, this thing belongs to the Angelica discoverer."

Zhuo Muqiangba thought about it and shook his head and said, "No, this is not a private collection, this is a wealth of all mankind. In order to prevent these treasures from being destroyed by war, our Tibetan ancestors transported them here to prevent them from being destroyed by war. They were saved so well. This wealth should be returned to our country and to all mankind..."

"Return to all humanity?"

Mo Jin laughed, "Okay, who will take charge of them?"

Who will allocate them?

Who gave whom power?

The Tibetan ancestor…I ask you, what is this, what is this?"

Mo Jin pulled his clothes, held the key firmly in his hand, and asked Zhuo Muqiangba, "Why is the temple so mysterious?

Why hasn't anyone been able to find it for a thousand years?

Why can't everyone come in, everyone open it, and everyone take away the things in it?

Why is the key in my hands?

Why is only my blood able to make the key work?

Tibetan ancestors! This is my family ancestor, and the wealth left to us by your family ancestors, ours! It is our family!"

Without waiting for Zhuo Muqiangba to refute, Mo Jin added anxiously: "I don't care what you think, but you should keep my portion for me. Look, look at these things here, and don't talk about anything else, just talk about gold. As long as you are willing, it is not difficult to double your gold reserves in China. As long as you are happy, it is not difficult.

But don't forget that this is something my family has been looking for for a thousand years. You cannot erase all my efforts and efforts from me. I should get the part of my family unless you kill me.

Do you want to kill me?

Do you want to kill someone who has saved your life many times?

Come on, I don’t have the ability to resist, I am a weak person, you can kill me."

As he said that, Mo Jin showed an expression that he was not afraid of boiling water.

Zhuo Muqiangba couldn't help looking at Mo Jin's expression. He probably had never revealed this side of Mo Jin in front of anyone. These treasures obviously reduced his IQ to the baby level.

Zhuo Muqiangba couldn't help but laughed out loud, and then said, "I'm sorry, I think you and your family are obviously bad. I don't know what kind of warning and faith inheritance my family has received. Although the ancestors of my family have forgotten the whole thing, I think that our own key does not mean that we are the owners of these treasures, but only the caregivers of these treasures.

This is not something that one or two dynasties can own, and it is even more impossible to belong to one or two families. Do you understand?

You understand these principles, right?"

Mo Jin jumped up like a cat with his tail stepped on and said, "You know... You know that this is not something that one or two dynasties can have. Look at these..."

At his finger, there was a piece of ivory carving, with white jade-like ivory. Each piece was more than two meters long, with hundreds of them. The ancient craftsmen used these luxurious ivory to carve and create houses, palaces, pavilions, lofts, and then used mortise and tenon structures to connect it into an ancient Indian style royal capital. Even lakes and rivers were reserved in the entire group of ivory carvings, but now it has dried up. It is probably the capital of an ancient dynasty in India that was completely imitated with ivory.

There were countless small golden men less than the size of a thumb in the building, the doors and windows could be opened and closed freely, and the carriage could be rolled. Even the golden scrolls placed on the tables of the small golden men were micro-carved with text.

"Look at these again..." Mo Jin pointed another finger, looking like a golden palace more than one meter high, divided into two upper and lower floors. There are two gold ornaments with pedals in front of the lower palace door. The upper floor opens on all sides, which is a circle smaller than the lower floor, and seems to be able to rotate independently.

Zhuo Mu Qiangba knew this thing. He had read in the records that it was made by Ma Shifeng, a skilled craftsman in the Tang Dynasty. When your feet were placed on the pedals, there would be a small man holding a drumstick on the lower layer to massage the acupoints on the soles of the feet and back of the feet.

For the four doors on the upper floor, the first door will open, and there will be a villain holding a comb, hairpin, bronze mirror and other objects for people to dress up; if the second door will open, there will be a villain carrying a wine basket and automatically fills the wine glass for the wine; if the third door will open, there will be a villain singing and dancing, and there will be a drum, music and cymbals playing; if the fourth door will open, there will be a Chen official to report the time, and at night, there will be a villain holding a lamp.

This can be said to be the most complex and advanced automation instrument in ancient China. It was later presented to Tubo by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang with a state gift and disappeared when Langdama destroyed the Buddha.

Mo Jin waved his hands and said loudly: "What are these?

The two most powerful dynasties in history at that time, all wealth accumulated over nearly three hundred years, not only were they produced themselves, but also those plundered from neighboring countries, and those worshipped by even more distant countries.

All of this, the Tang Dynasty in the East accounted for less than one-fifth, and the Tubo did not account for more than one-fifth, and the 18 countries in the Western Regions and India accounted for about one-fifth, as well as small countries in the South China Sea and as far as Western Europe, who can you represent and who will you give these treasures?

You can only represent yourself, and you cannot impose your will on me.

If these treasures belong to all human beings, where should they be sent?

United Nations?

What a ridiculous logic.

If my ancestors had undertaken the heavy responsibility of protecting them, then I will continue to protect these treasures in my way, and sell some treasures when necessary to use them as the cost of maintaining the care and developing the treasure house, that is the way to protect in line with the laws of economics."

Zhuo Mu Qiangba suddenly felt a little funny. What Mo Jin said was also a typical robber logic. He asked Mo Jin a question: "Do you think we can leave here alive?"

Mo Jin was stunned for a moment. Since he stepped into this treasure house, his mind was blank at first, and then he remembered his existence and the mission of his family. Then, he remembered that there was Zhuo Mu Qiangba. Later, he could not defeat Zhuo Mu Qiangba, so he changed to a dispute. As for other issues, he had never thought of it at the moment.

If neither of them could leave here alive, then the dispute with red face and thick neck just now seemed absurd and ridiculous. Even if both of them were lucky enough to leave, how many treasures could he take away?

This is what Zhuo Mu Qiangba finds funny, and he remembers a famous story.

Three boring young men walked on the street and began to discuss how to allocate if one of them picked up a million dollars one day. The other two asked to share the same thing, and the person who found the money in the assumption refused. The three of them swear to each other and finally fought.

Until the police came to stop them and asked what was going on, two of them pointed to the third person and said, "He picked up a million, but refused to give it to us!"

The policeman was shocked and asked the third person to take out the money. The three of them were stunned for a long time before saying: "We assumed that we haven't found the money yet."

At this time, the two people's situation was so similar to those of the three young men. At most, they could claim that they had been here and they saw that the legendary treasures were real, and these treasures could indeed change the appearance of one or even several superpowers.

And how many can they take away these golden Buddhas, which weigh several tons?

And in this temple full of institutions and crises, can they leave alive?

If you can't leave alive, what's the point of discussing these?

If he could leave alive, Zhuomu Qiangba would definitely report the situation here in detail. As for the coordination and disputes between countries, he could not interrupt and discuss it.

Zhuo Muqiangba enlightened Mo Jin and said, "Did you figure it out?"

We are arguing about something meaningless.”

Mo Jin was greatly hit, his face pale, and he murmured: "No...not that...not like this!"

At this time, the scenes experienced in the temple became clear. Those mechanisms and creatures, and their retreat had been blocked, and they could not even return to the Nine Palace Transformation. There was only boiling magma on all sides. The chances seemed to be slim to leave the temple alive.

Mo Jin was confused with distractions: "Did I say that I discovered such a treasure but could only die here?"

"No! No!"

He shouted violently: "There must be a way out! There is another way out!"

As he said that, he ran among piles of jewelry and gold.

Zhuo Muqiangba was worried, followed behind and shouted, "Hey, where are you going?"

He vaguely felt that something had been overlooked, but Mojin was upset by his heart, and his jewelry was dazzled by his eyes and his thoughts could not be concentrated.

After the two left, in a golden wall, five or six meters above the ground, there was a small hole that was difficult to recognize with the naked eye, and a probe was slowly retreating.

At the other end of the golden wall, there was a lava tunnel formed by artificial blasting, about one meter high, and two rows of mercenaries were neatly squatting inside. Lu Jingnan, Mage Yara and Minmin were tied up tightly, and there was no sound in his mouth.

They actually arrived here earlier than Zhuo and Mo, but the young man did not allow them to enter the Golden Buddha Hall of the flesh. Instead, they climbed up and dug such a tunnel on the rock wall. No one knew what he wanted to do.

The young man put away his snake eyes and leaned over his head, saying softly: "They can remain rational than I thought, especially Zhuomu Qiangba. There are very few people in this world who can not be moved by such treasures.

Run, run, run faster, I'm waiting for you."

The two of them ran in various colorful lights, and what they saw was a pile of beautiful treasures.

This pile of golden three-stranded pestles in Tibetan style, human-shaped pestle, tower pestle, treasure pestle, karma pestle, Vajra pestle, Vajra pestle, Vajra plate, gold grate, golden lotus, golden Dharma wheel, golden conch, golden umbrella, golden banner, golden bottle, golden bell, golden whip, beaded tassel, cat-eyed rosary, Ruyibao, Ruyi tree, serpent treasure, treasure-spouting golden weasel, golden body pest horse, Gabala bowl, etc., etc.

The bunch of them are ancient Indian styles with gem-filled belts, sword belts, necklaces, mangsutra, bracelets, arm rings, bracelets, rings, earrings, twisted bracelets of Nurapanbu, foot rings, rings, gold cast Dohada, Hanuman, Garuda, Brahma, Shiva, Vishnu, etc.

Between the piles of jewelry, there are the standing golden Buddhas. God knows how many golden Buddhas are there, big and small, plus the floors and walls of the gold pavilion, and pillars. This is simply a golden cave. How much gold is hidden here?

Ten thousand tons?

Hundreds of thousands of tons?

Or more?

What Mo Jin said about doubled China's gold reserves is not just a casual statement. If the gold here can be transported out, the price of gold in the world will at least double.

Especially when he ran closer to the huge golden Buddha four or five meters high, Zhuo Muqiangba felt dizzy and actually cast such a large Buddha statue with gold.
To be continued...