Hei Guang and other mercenaries suddenly became the little followers who carried their luggage.

Yang Yuying and Lifei were carried up the mountain by Yiman in the highest-standard sedan chair.

They have to walk.

The priests in the Iman Church were all cold and arrogant towards others, but they looked calm and nervous to these people.

Black light was surprised in his heart.

Since receiving this wave of guests, he seems to have been shocked. He always feels that as a No. 1 strong man with many friends and enemies among the mercenaries, he lost to a few laymen in the most familiar place.

Not to mention the present, just talk about the territory of the Saken people before.

The Sakens were more difficult to deal with, and when searching for cars, they wanted to dismantle all of their cars into pieces.

He was planning to open the way for money, but he didn't know the 80s, watching the old man who had half his feet in his stomach and those people relying on the two girls to be translator, saying a lot, then went into the kitchen to cook a bowl of wine, and then...

The Zaken people escorted them personally and left Zaken territory for a long time.

There was also a huge wild boar leg in the back seat of the black light car.

This is a gift from the Zaken people.

The wild boar legs were not delicious, but Heiguang felt that if he brought this thing back to their boss, the boss would definitely look up to him.

"That boss Jin might be in their business? Even if it is not, he is still a ruthless person."

If Hei Guang had better understanding of China's online literature, he might have blurted out—"This guy is cheating!"

Unfortunately, Hei Guang didn't know much, so he just kept all the inexplicable things carefully, threw down all the equipment, called three brothers, honestly became his followers, and followed the boss to the holy mountain.

This very experienced mercenary has taken on many tasks that are ten times more dangerous and ten times more troublesome than the current tasks. However, he still feels that he may never find any more impressive than this task before or in the future.

Yang Yuying didn't care about a few guides for a while, and she was very skillful in making a cliché all the way, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The current situation on the so-called holy mountain is not too bad. Currently, from the Pope to the ten bishops, there are some differences in the choice of the Son, and there are three Sons who are generally supported.

The three of them are children raised by believers of the Iman God Cult.

The oldest is twenty-one years old and the youngest is fifteen years old.

According to the ancient rules of the Iman Church, before returning to the embrace of the Great God Iman, the Son would pray alone in the temple, receive revelation, and put the revelation of the next Son into the altar.

After the Son returned, the Pope led more than three archbishops to the altar in person to take out the revelation.

But this time, the Son returned in a hurry and had no revelation. The Temple of Eman chose the second way to find the Son - the sermon ritual.

As a result, during the ritual of the desecration, an earthquake suddenly broke out and the divine platform was broken.

The Popes had no choice but to pray and pray for oracles. When praying, they could only eat raw food every day.

Because according to the legend of God Eman, God Eman hates fire and is never allowed to see fire near the prayer room.

The rules passed down were that when the Popes prayed, they only ate raw meat and lettuce.

Now the Pope and others have gone to pray for six days and found three candidates, but they have never reached an agreement.

I would rather eat raw but I would not end all this. It can be seen that this problem is indeed quite serious on the Iman Sect.

Yang Yuying and the others thought a lot along the way up the mountain.

As a doctor, Mr. Qi Weimin, was originally a bodhisattva's heart, and at this time he secretly prepared a lot of indescribable medicines.

Anyway, he can be worth an arsenal alone.

It’s quite easy to get to Yuedong Tower.

However, Yang Yuying thought of the time when the surplus was almost destroyed, the national master, who was sitting at the top of the building and listening to people's lies, evaluating the gossip of the market, and having family backgrounds. It can be seen that this person is nervous and has no reference value.

However, it turns out that Miss Yang is thinking too much.

As soon as they went up the mountain and were settled down, Yang Yuying saw the target she was looking for.

A yellow man who looks particularly beautiful and delicate, reveals a sacred temperament all over his body.

Yang Yuying immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The visitor's eyes fell on the golden knife around Yang Yuying's waist. As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he showed a particularly familiar smile.

Yang Yuying: "...Your Majesty?"

Concubine Li: "…"

She suddenly thought of the live variety show she had just finished filming, and Lin Han. By the way, there are still rumors about her and Lin Han online.

Yang Yuying smiled, and everyone stepped forward and bowed.

"Yang Yuying, the consultant of the Imperial City Department, has met His Majesty."

Emperor Dashun Zhao Xu hurriedly said: "After entering the countryside, you will follow the customs of others, you will act according to the customs of this place."

As he said that, he reached out to hold Concubine Li's hand, pulled the person to his side, and looked up and down: "The beloved concubine has reduced a lot."

Concubine Li: "…"

She's never fat, okay?

His Majesty smiled, then turned to look at the people in the room, and raised his eyebrows: "Are Gu Lin?"

Yang Yuying chuckled: "Instructor Gu has also come to this world. He will be here immediately after he acts alone this time."

His Majesty smiled and said, "It's good that we are here. There are twenty-five imperial guards who are in trouble with me this time, including Xiao Gu. These twenty-five people are thousands of troops."

Yang Yuying smiled, but he knew in his heart that His Majesty was also nervous. Otherwise, he would not have found the person he trusted the most as soon as possible.

Although Yang Yuying is the consultant of the Imperial City Department, Concubine Li is His Majesty's pillow, the one who really gains long live trust is the imperial guard.

Each of the officers of the Imperial Guards was personally selected by His Majesty and brought by his confidants by his side for many years. The Imperial City Secret was not treated like this.

However, even if it is Your Majesty, you may be uneasy when encountering the current accident.

"Twenty-five imperial guards?"

Yang Yuying calculated, "Including His Majesty is twenty-six, there are thirty-one people in total. Whose other five, has His Majesty already seen?"

Who is the emperor? I have been here in this strange place for a long time, so how could it be difficult to figure it out?

The remaining five are all trusted ministers and internal officials around His Majesty.

The Minister of Personnel, Minister of Works, Minister of Revenue, and Minister of Dali Temple will be the Supervisor.

"They all five became archbishops."

The emperor sighed, "Everyone is fine, Yuying should know that our Minister of Personnel has always been very brave. When he opened his eyes and saw that he turned into a black charcoal ball, he was immediately scared to death. If the Shaoqing of Dali Temple was not with him at the same place and covered him up, he would probably have exposed the situation."

Speaking of this, the emperor was glad that his appearance had not changed much. Even though he looked a little rough, he was better than that of being young this year. His appearance was not well maintained at the age of seventeen.

The emperor's current identity is one of the three candidates for the Holy Son.

The original body was originally just a son of an ordinary believer in the Iman God Cult. His father was a local and his mother was a mixed-race child. He probably had Chinese ancestry, so that his original body looked different from that of the locals when he was born.

He has deep facial features, his eyes and nose bridge are similar to his father, and his mouth is similar to his mother. It can be said that he has long proficiency in both parents, but his skin is unique.

It is precisely because of this that although it is not particularly rejected within the Divine Church and even in this area, it is also very distant from its peers.

This is the original body.

His Majesty has been here for more than ten days. In these ten days, many people like him, from the Pope, from the priests, inside and outside the temple.

Yang Yuying was not surprised by this.

Who is Your Majesty?

It is recognized as the most popular among the emperors of the Dashun Dynasty.

After changing time and space, he can still hold people's hearts in his palms.

"I must do this Son."

His Majesty smiled and said, "The Temple of Iman is quite interesting. Near the Holy Mountain, all believers are crazy believers of the Great God Iman. The Dazong Kingdom was also established by religion, and the situation was similar."

"No one will provoke the Iman God Cult in this land. It can be said that if I control the Iman God Cult, I have controlled the right to speak in the F region."

His Majesty whispered, "Of course, what's more important is that the Son of the Holy Son has great power in the Temple of Iman. My actions are not restricted when I become a Son. If I don't become a Son, it will become much more troublesome to leave the Temple."

"I always hate trouble."

"I understand!"

Yang Yuying is not a political creature, so there is no need to understand the profound meaning of His Majesty. As long as she knows that His Majesty wants to be a saint, it is enough.

In fact, among the ten archbishops, five are their own people. As long as there is no accident like the sky falling and the earth falling, their Majesty will get what they want.

On the day of the divine ceremony.

The three Son candidates all stood solemnly above the square in front of the temple.

Inside the temple.

The atmosphere between the Pope and the ten Archbishops was solemn, sacred, and solemn.

The Pope's eyes fell on the five archbishops including Babu, with a solemn and puzzled look.

Of course he was not a archbishop who doubted his own. Everyone knew that these archbishops had absolutely devout faith in God Iman.
To be continued...