Chapter 17 Kazni Temple

The howling mountain wind brings coldness, and pieces of yellow sand circling in the canyon, creating a strange rustling sound.

This kind of weather is a specialty of the desert, which is extremely bad, so it is generally unnecessary. No one is willing to wander in the desert at night.

Now, it was late at night, and the streets of Petra Canyon were almost empty, with only occasionally a few patrolmen riding camels, struggling in pain in the wind and sand, and slight sounds of camel bells were heard.

The lights gradually faded in the cliff caves on both sides, and the travelers from afar seemed to have already fallen asleep and rested in the fatigue of the day.

Silence has become the main theme of Petra now, which is a bit terrible.

But at this moment, a dark shadow quietly stepped out of a hotel, leaving behind a purple mist.

In the mist, the hotel seemed very quiet, and even the few guys sleeping in the hall couldn't sleep, making it look a little gloomy and weird.

Ouyang Xuan walked out of the hotel, looked back, and whispered: "This fog won't kill anyone, right?"

"Don't worry, master, this is the lowest level of dark magic, which can only make ordinary people sleep well. When they wake up, there will be no awareness and no side effects." Prince Akkad whispered respectfully.

"Very good, let's go, try to avoid the police." Ouyang Xuan nodded with satisfaction, pulled the Arab robe he wore, and walked forward quickly with the blood clans in the wind and sand.

The wind and sand were really strong, and it made rustling sounds on Ouyang Xuan's robe. If it were blown on his face, it would definitely be even worse.

It is said that Petra was an oasis surrounded by green trees and fragrant grasses thousands of years ago. It was so different and the contrast was so great that Ouyang Xuan couldn't help but feel emotion.

After stroking for about two or three hundred steps, a gentle laugh suddenly came from the cave on one side, but it was an Arab bar with lights still emitting.

Hearing the sound getting closer, Ouyang Xuan whispered: "Someone is hidden."

"Don't worry, master, look at me." Prince Akkad waved the black cloak behind him, and a strange darkness enveloped Ouyang Xuan and all the blood clans.

While talking, the three Petra policemen walked out of the bar in a bit drunk, climbed up the camel without any sense of consciousness, and walked away with laughter and scolding.

Ouyang Xuan smiled: These blood clans are really a bit strange little trick, good, very qualified lackeys.

Prince Akkad removed the dark side and bent over gracefully: "Master, please."

"Thank you very much." Ouyang Xuan nodded with satisfaction and continued to move forward, and the blood clans hurriedly followed.

Soon, under the faint moonlight, in the violent wind and sand, a huge temple appeared in front of Ouyang Xuan, and the rose-colored light appeared and was fascinating.

"Kazni Temple, I'm here." Ouyang Xuan smiled.

"Master, the temple has been closed, there should be someone to guard it, and it is necessary-" Prince Akkad made a 'kill' gesture.

Ouyang Xuan shook his head gently: "There is no need, don't kill people, let them sleep like a lot."

"As for orders, master." Prince Akkad nodded and signaled to Duke Quasimo beside him.

Duke Quasimo instantly turned into a black mist and disappeared into the crack of the door of the Kazni Temple.

After about two minutes of touching, the huge stone door of the temple made a slight tremor, slowly opening a crack in the door. Duke Quasimo walked out of it and stood respectfully aside.

Ouyang Xuan walked forward quickly, and the blood clans followed and disappeared behind the huge stone gate in an instant.

Soon, the stone gate quickly closed, isolating the wind and sand of the desert.

After entering the Kazni Temple, Ouyang Xuan took a quick look at the environment on both sides:

Like most religious holy places, dozens of eternal lights in the hall of the temple are burning faithful flames, illuminating the hall.

And the surrounding walls and the arches on the head are filled with exquisite religious pictures that have experienced vicissitudes. Although Ouyang Xuan is not familiar with Islam, it can be seen that there are no ordinary people in the painting.

On both sides of the hall, there are many exquisitely carved giant arch columns, enshrined with numerous sculptures: the magnificent saint of the water altar, the arrogant and powerful warrior, the roaring and roaring virgin lion, the gentle and cute snow-white sheep, one by one is about to emerge, showing the exquisite sculpture art.

In front of the hall is a giant altar with a group of huge sculptures on it: an Arab man with a halo on his head and auspicious clouds looking up at the sky, and beside him a horse with wings.

Ouyang Xuan recognized that this was the founder of Islam, the prophet Muhammad.

And behind the sculpture is a huge colorful mural, which is undoubtedly the place where Allah of Islam is staying.

It seems that this is a typical Islamic temple. Ouyang Xuan thought for a while and said, "Elder Aachen, can you talk about the Kazni Temple?"

"As for the order, master." Elder Aachen thought for a while and said slowly: "The city of Petra was established a long time ago, and its owner was the Nabat people. Probably in the second century BC, Petra began to rise because it controlled the trade routes from the Middle East to the Mediterranean, thus establishing the prosperous Nabat Kingdom.

Around 27 BC, the Nabat Kingdom, Altas III, established the magnificent temple of Kazni as his future mausoleum and treasure land.

Later, due to the influence of war, trade routes, and environmental changes, the Kingdom of Nabat was destroyed, and the city of Petra disappeared in the long river of history and was gradually left behind.

It was discovered by the Swiss explorer Johan Berkha about 1812, so Petra was once again seen and quickly became a holy place for travelers around the world.

As a result, the Kazni Temple, which was said to be a treasure land, attracted the interest of many explorers and archaeologists, and came one after another, hoping to find the treasure of King Artas III. Unfortunately, no one was successful.

I don’t know the other situations. Petra’s history has been lost for too long and there is basically no written record. I’m afraid many situations will always be a mystery.”

"Oh, so that's it." Ouyang Xuan nodded slowly, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "1812, 1812, 1800, 1800, is there any connection between these?"

The elder Aachen reacted very quickly and immediately said, "Yes, when the Rothschilds moved to Europe, it was about 1800 years ago, and Petra was still a mysterious monument, no one knew about it. It would be quite safe to move the 'Treasure of King Solomon' from Jerusalem to here. And the journey was not far, and there were mostly mountains and deserts, which were hidden enough."

"Yes, but I don't know yet whether Petra is the final hiding place of the 'Treasure of King Solomon'." Ouyang Xuan was also very excited.

"I think it's very likely." Prince Akkad said happily.

"I hope so." Ouyang Xuan thought for a while and said, "This temple doesn't seem to be very big. Leave two people to guard the gate, and the others walk around with me. I think there should be instructions for the 'Siberian Star'."

"As for orders, master." Prince Akkad nodded and looked back: "Qasimo, Farlan, my brother, you two should stay."

"Yes." Dukes Quasimo and Duke Flan nodded, retreated to the gate of the temple, and guarded the entrance.

Ouyang Xuan took Prince Akkad and several blood tribes to wander around the hall, but after walking around, he found nothing, and the "Siberian Star" did not respond at all.

"Master, go to another place to take a look." Prince Akkad suggested.

"I remember that the side hole on the left side of the temple is the tomb of King Artas III back then, and there may be a discovery." Elder Aachen nodded in agreement.

"What is the hole on the right for?" Ouyang Xuan saw a side hole in the corner of the right hand of the temple.

"There is now the office and living area of ​​the Kazni Temple Management Office, so there should be no clues." Elder Aachen shook his head.

"Okay, come with me." Ouyang Xuan picked up a candle from the wall beside him and strode towards the cave on the left. As soon as he pushed open an ancient wooden door, a cold and corruption smell came to his face.

Ouyang Xuan frowned and walked in with his nose pinched.

After passing through a short tunnel, a small wooden door appeared in front of you. When you pushed it open, a huge and empty tomb chamber appeared in front of everyone.

"Is this the cemetery of King Artas III?" Ouyang Xuan looked around, put down the candle, but his brows frowned: "Is there nothing?"

Indeed, there is nothing in the tombs that are hundreds of square meters wide except for a few steps and stone benches.

I think that after thousands of years of history, even something has been visited by tomb robbers and explorers.

Elder Aachen was also a little confused and thoughtless.

Ouyang Xuan had a headache: Could it be that the Rothschild family was playing tricks on themselves, but what are the benefits for them? Their revenge will cost them the price of bleeding and will also ruin them.

While hesitating, Ouyang Xuan paced indoors.

At this time, at the top of the cave, there was a small sloping skylight, and the faint moonlight shone into the tomb, forming a slight light on the ground.

As he walked, Ouyang Xuan suddenly walked into the light and shadow. Suddenly, in the spiritual sea, the "Siberian Star" trembled and burst out with brilliant light.

Ouyang Xuan was immediately overjoyed. After ten seconds, the light disappeared. Ouyang Xuan looked up carefully and smiled.

"Master, have you noticed?" Prince Akkad asked happily.

"Go up and go to the skylight to take a look, the things should be there." Ouyang Xuan said confidently.

"Okay." Prince Akkad turned into a black mist and flew towards the skylight, instantly covering the skylight and isolating the moonlight.

After a while, the black fog dissipated, Prince Akkad fell from the air, and a small golden six-pointed star had already appeared in his hand.

"Master, I found it." Prince Akkad looked excited.

"So smart." Elder Aachen exclaimed: "The people of the Rothschild family hid clues in the skylight, and no one would have noticed this corner. If it weren't for the guidance of the 'Siberian Star', we would have to go back empty-handed."

"Yes, Jews have always been smart and cunning. Most people will only come back when they see empty tombs. Who would have thought that there would be a bigger secret hidden in the seemingly unintentional skylight?" Ouyang Xuan took over the golden six-pointed star with a smile.

After just a moment of looking, Ouyang Xuan knew that it was the same as the golden hexagram in the Holy Sepulchre Church. He gently pressed the red dot in the middle.

"Peng——" A brilliant golden light shot out in the tomb, with light and shadow floating faintly, and there seemed to be a row of Hebrew characters.

"—%(—%(" Elder Aachen read it slowly, and after thinking for a moment, he was overjoyed: "Satan bless you, you have found the treasure."

"Oh, what does it mean?" Ouyang Xuan was overjoyed.

"The text indicates that behind the Ouon Palace in Petra, there is a tomb of King Artas IV, which is the passage to the 'Treasure of King Solomon'." Elder Aachen was very confident.

"I knew that the treasure must be in Petra." Prince Akkad said happily.

"Congratulations, master, you will become the richest and most powerful person in the world." Duke Durcula, who had been afraid to speak, saw that Ouyang Xuan was in a very good mood, quickly flattered him with compliments.

"So, where is that Ouweng Palace?" Ouyang Xuan was a little impatient and ignored the poor Duke of Durcula.

Elder Aachen quickly flipped through a map album in his hand and looked carefully and said, "At the hillside to the south, there is the palace and royal cemetery of the Kingdom of Nabat."

"Then, let's go, the treasure is already waving to us." Ouyang Xuan didn't want to stop for a second, and walked out quickly.

The blood clans quickly followed, and everyone's face turned pale.

After meeting with Quasimo and Duke Fran at the door, Ouyang Xuan and his group quietly left the Kazni Temple and rushed to Ouweng Palace like ghosts walking in the night.
Chapter completed!