Paintings of Terror

"This silver tree is the silver tree of the Mongolian court. That is to say, are we inside the court now?" Wu You seems to react this.

As the silver spot is completely dissipated, two people can already see the circumstances.

The Richtled Emperor's Mongolian architecture and the spacious stations of the spacious fista have sufficiently proven that there is no way to belong to ordinary people.

"Maybe, the things that the kraft pocket needs to be in the court of Mongolia." Gu Qingqing said, watching the house depressed to the hospital - should be called the palace more accurate, "It seems that there is no other person. "

Two girls came out of huge silver trees, and there was no shadow of the tree, which found that it seems to be sunk.

"Let's go, let's go to the palace there." Wu You is a rectal, thinking that it is ready to do.

"Wait," Gu Qingqing slowed down, "Wu You, there are several black big rounds on the brick floor, which seems to be moving."

Wu Yanyang looked at it, there is indeed a few big dots, the color is very strong: "Is it not a horse gourd?"

Gu Qingqing speechless: Haven't heard that the Mongolian court has such advanced facilities.

Wu Changqi's courage to pull Qingqing to those big black spots, black nodes are moving, it is better to say that it is like a tremble, it is like being blown by the wind, even more bizarre, carefully observe, can see it Some fine black filaments are pulled out next to some black sides, just like ... Hair?

"I !!" Wu Chang is surprised, the trembling finger pointed to the distance, only a few big black spots have moved over the side, if you look closely, these black spots seem to have the limbs. Outstretched.

Two people have retired after a few steps, who knows that these black spots are also moved together with two people, and finally enclose the two groups.

Two girls didn't dare to work for a while, and Wu Chang covered his chest pocket.

Gu Qingqing looked at these slowly gathered black spots, and it seems that I thought about it, and looked up and looked at the big sun in the top of the sky. He looked at your feet.

Wu Chang's heart referred to the eyes of the blind. She clearly saw that the irregular black nodes distributed on the ground stretched out "thorn", every black point, rushed out of the two. "Thorn" of the rooted knife.

Wu Zi Zhuang couch and said: "We are willing to go with you, just hurt us."

For a time, all the black spots stopped moving forward, then slowly collapsed their "thorn", and quickly re-"troops", change the circle of the team to neatly One vertical row, moving the past.

Gu Qingqing and Wu You can only follow it behind.

"Qingqing, what are you talking about?" Wu lease asked the companion.

"I think it may be shadow."

"Shadow?" Wu Yushen's consciousness looked at his feet, because at this time, his shadow only had this small group, the area and the big black spots were almost the same, but the color is much more dim.

"It's strange, our shadow is shallow, I'm looking like a watermark." Wu said his own doubt. "How can the shadow of those people so dark? I have never seen such a black shadow, just It's like a big stall like a big stall. "

"I also want to understand this. I speculate that the owner of these shadows should be the guard of Mongolia, but I don't know why, we can't see their entities." Gu Qingqing is very unexpected.

If these big black spots are people's shadows, it is indeed viewing, and even from the edge of the shadow, these "guards" wearing a spider silk - they should wear armor and with sharp weapons.

But these shadows are silent, but also black is very unnatural, as if they have concentrated the blacks around the world.

In a short while, the two people were led by these guards to a yard, the building inside is a typical Mongolian palace, the roof is golden.

"Here, it should be the golden account of Mongolian sweat." Although it is very nervous, Gu Qingqing is still hard to hide.

When I walked into the yard, I could hear the voice of a high talk.

It turns out that this world is not a full sound, but these sounds are like music on silver angels on the silver tree, and there is a sense of distortion.

The shadows of the guards stopped in the hospital, divided into two columns stay in front of the palace door, like guarding here.

"Are they doing usually let us go in?" Wu Yushang is somewhat hard, and it is extremely unnaturally clear.

Gu Qingqing's situation is not, it has been sweating in the forehead, and the situation is not allowed to choose, but it can only go in the scalp.

In the golden account, should it be Mongolian sweat?

What people are those who have a high talkant? Although I can hear these people's emotions, they said, two girls don't understand.

"How do I listen to those people talk especially? Especially accents, listen to a bit like foreigners ..." Wu Yushu walked forward.

Gu Qingqing also listened to those people inside, and it seems that those people are arguing, and they are very fierce, Gu Qingqing seems to hear a word - Saraton.

"Wu Chang, I seem to know who these people are ..." Gu Qingqing voice is very low, and Wu You entered the gate of the palace, the two people use the "cover" of the temple to stay in a smart location - here It has been out of the shadow of those guards, but not completely exposed to the palace.

Wu Yusheng listened to Gu Qingqing's words, his eyes were bright: "Who?"

"This is indeed in that period in Rubrook" East, "Montgie Sweat is a king who advocates freedom of belief, because there have been missionaries of various sects come to this grassland victor. The palace is taught, so Montgomera sweat simply puts these missionaries together, let them carry out a debate on theology. "Gu Qingqing's voice seems to be light, this light is from her to talk about the content, photo Down this spacious palace, I illuminated this full of killing, but defended a fantastic era of freedom.

"Various sectaries?" Wu Chang hid behind the big column, secretly looked at the center of the palace, where the downs of the golden gold were put on the table, and there was a pen ink paper.

I can't see someone around the table, even the throne on the right seat is empty.

That should be a throne that belongs to Montgie Khan, but at this moment.

On the golden gilt table, there is a silver candlestick of the Western style, the candle is bright, and the shadow is hitting the four walls of the golden account.

The shadow is a shadow of a human, about a dozen, some people sit, someone standing, some people are fiercely than what, these people's movements and their sounds are together, they are exceptionally wonderful "shadow play".

Gu Qingqing bowed his head to think about Wu Yusheng: "Yes, all kinds of sects, including the 'Sarason'" just mentioned, it is the 12th century Europe's statement to Muslims; Christianity; or even the heroic scenery at the time; in addition to these, there are Buddhist monks, Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Tao ... maybe there are other sects, but I remember is not so clear. "

Wu You has already heard it, and it is impossible to imagine that there are so many sects in a tent of Mongolian! There are Christianity, there is Muslim, still monk, there are Taoist!

"Is this true? This is just like a picture."

"This is a historical fact." Gu Qingqing affirmed, "In the" Chinese Christian History ", there are special records in" Chinese Christians ". You can't pick up chaos, and you will die.

"So, this is bound to be a fierce and unsatisfactory theological debate."

Everything here is weird, but it has been refreshed once again and again.

"Qingqing, these people don't have translation?" Is there translated? "Wu Youwang's shadow of the tent, there are several guards who hold weapons, others have their own postures, some are sitting, Some fiercely planning, even some people also sing songs, what did they understand, probably a sect of songs.

"They have listened carefully, I can listen to it. I think this world has probably omitted translation. In order to make everyone communicate more convenient." Gu Qingqing has found the Montgogo sweat from the human shadow, he did not sit On the throne, but the next side of Query, listening carefully for everyone's debate.

I don't know if it is an illusion or what is the action of Montgomery, it seems to have a move.

Yes, it is a move that is awkward, it is in the direction of two people. Although this movement is very light, there is no doubtful deterrent.

"Let's have passed." Gu Qingqing fixed God, came out from the back of the column - let the guards will not look good. "

"Isn't it debate now? What are our sects?" Wu You lowned after Gu Qing's youth, "What do you believe in?"

"..." Gu Qingqing was asked by Wu Yusi. He walked forward with a devout gesture, thinking about this problem - what do you believe? Always think that you are a thorough attorganist, but the deep heart is always faith, what is your belief?

Montgogo's sweaty is flat, what is said to two in the strange tone.

Although these words are somewhat hard, the two people still understand the most, Montgomery sweat is the two new missionaries to show their position, elaborate their teachings.

Wu Chang is completely chaotic. Although he often burns in the Buddha, he does not have a clear belief, and even when he is a child, I have been in the church to hold a wedding.

After these days have experienced the incidents of the incident, they gradually learned about things such as witchcraft, although they believe, but they did not convince, so this is not faith.

Wu Chang saw himself and Gu Qingqing's shadow on the tent. The two shadows were actually black than just in the yard. Although there were many people compared to those in this world, they like two Personal shadows slowly deepen, as if they have been infected with other shadows, slowly become black as they are.

Wu Ye's consciousness looked at his hand, it was not so clarified. It is clear that some happens, it seems to be slowly "transparent".

Is it difficult to stay here for a long time, will it lose the entity into a complete shadow?

Can you leave here?

Can you leave this palace?

Can you leave this world attracted by a silver tree?

Can you leave this picture?

"The honorable Montgogo sweats, we advocate science." Wu You heard that Hu Qing's voice echoed in the Mongolian account.