Chapter 707: True and False Solomon’s Temple Ruins 1
Meeting the adventurer Ben Franklin again, Xie Zihao saw a face that was red and black from the sun.
However, it seems that this guy has good energy and a strong and stable life aura. He is in his thirties and is at the peak of a man's life. Generally speaking, after this period, a man's energy and physical strength will plummet.
But although Ben Franklin himself did not become a supernatural being, he still had some tricks and tricks passed down from his family. In addition, after hiring him, Xie Zihao gave him some extraordinary medicines and props produced by himself, which made Ben Franklin feel that he was a professional.
I have never fought such a rich battle in more than ten years, so even though I was conducting expeditions and surveys in the desert, my physical fitness unexpectedly did not decline. Instead, I improved a lot after this year of training.
This also made Ben Franklin feel a little grateful to the employer who forcibly recruited him.
Of course, when he saw his employer again, the adventurer was very excited and tried to hug him, but he was forced to retreat under his employer's eyes.
Xie Zihao didn't want to hug a smelly man who had stayed in the desert for a long time and exuded a strange smell.
The guy rubbed his hands awkwardly, and then shook hands with the others in a familiar manner.
In particular, Wei Dake, a great international director, is well-known around the world, and basically everyone in the Federation knows him. Even Ben Franklin himself does not care much about the entertainment industry, but for David Cole, a great director,
Like many federal men, he still admires him very much.
So Franklin and Wei Dake held hands for a long time, which made Wei very embarrassed when he met the enthusiastic fans.
Xie Zihao had to interrupt and said:
"Okay, Mr. Franklin, there's no need to say polite words. It was inconvenient on the phone before. Now can you tell me the results of your investigation?"
Upon hearing his employer's questions, Ben Franklin turned serious and spoke about his investigation.
"Boss, based on the information you provided, I came to the Near East to conduct investigations, and finally targeted these three locations. However, the strange thing is that there are teams of locals who appear to be working on construction in those locations..."
…
Just when Xie Zihao and others were meeting in this cafe and listening to Ben Franklin describe his investigation results this year, on the other side was an ordinary residential building in the holy city of Jerusalem.
There were two people in the room discussing related topics.
"Cohen, are there any results from Dr. Newman's inspection today?"
The person who asked the question was a man about forty years old who was wearing the local traditional dress Kufiye, also known as the Arab robe, with a big beard on his face and a turban on his head. He looked no different from the locals.
The man in a black suit known as Cohen shook his head and said:
"Sir, it's still the same. Although Dr. Newman is an expert in the history and culture of the Near East, he is not an extraordinary person, and his knowledge is still very limited. It would be great if we could catch Professor Aziz...
"
The middle-aged man frowned and said:
"Dr. Newman is already the expert we can find who knows the most about Solomon's Temple. That Aziz finally disappeared in the Los Angeles area on the west coast of the White Eagle Federation. We can't go there and conduct a large-scale search, so we can only send people there quietly.
I investigated secretly, but there was no result."
"People from the White Eagle Federation, ha!"
The man in the suit showed a sarcastic smile.
After being glanced at by the man in robe, the man in suit lowered his head.
I heard my boss scold me:
"The White Eagle Federation is our ally no matter what, and many of us are from the Federation. Cohen, you should be more restrained. Recently, we need to concentrate on the tasks in the Holy City, and leave the North American side to a group of people.
, you don’t have to worry about it for the time being..."
Without waiting for Cohen's reaction, the man in the robe said again:
"The clues about the Golden City provided by our federal personnel last time were quite accurate. Unfortunately, the guys from the Special Investigation Bureau took a step ahead and killed all the people we sent. The Bureau spent a lot of money to replace the people.
Come back, so we must not provoke the federal side during this period. After all, something as big as the Yellowstone Volcano has happened, and the current federal government is like a hedgehog that explodes its spines at the first touch!"
"Yes, sir!"
Cohen nodded humbly, but others didn’t know what he was thinking.
The man in the robe continued:
"Over the years, we have wanted to find the real ruins of Solomon's Temple and gain the power of King Solomon for the sake of great national rejuvenation. Unfortunately, we have invested a lot of manpower and material resources and found excuses to dig in all possible locations, but we have always found nothing! But ours
The senior management has never doubted this and is very sure of it!"
"If the intelligence hadn't been convinced that the Knights Templar had found the true location of Solomon's Temple and obtained the power belonging to the Seventy-Two Demon Gods in order to fight against the Pseudo-Light Holy Temple for hundreds of years, I would have thought that
We are just doing useless work and wasting our limited resources..."
After sighing, Cohen suddenly asked:
"Sir, do you think the greatest king of our golden people really exists?"
Regarding the character of King Solomon, there is actually a lot of controversy in the historical circles. Many scholars believe that the United Kingdom of Gold exists, but this mythical king of the Gold people actually does not exist, but only the Kingdom of Gold.
This is just a monarch in the Jin people’s ideal.
The known historical records that have been excavated cannot confirm the authenticity of King Solomon, so some scholars speculate that Solomon may be just a myth and legend from the period of the ancient King of Gold, or it may be the name of the dynasty of the United Kingdom of Gold.
Not a real person.
Even the Gold Flashers themselves have doubts about this internally, but of course they still share the same view externally.
The man in the robe pondered for a moment after hearing the words, and then said:
"What I'm going to say now is actually our top secret. After you hear it, you can't tell the third person."
Seeing Cohen's subordinate nodding solemnly, the man in the robe explained:
"Many of our internal scholars have long suspected the authenticity of Solomon and Solomon's Temple, believing that Solomon's name is actually a combination of Sol the Sun and Omon Amun, the Egyptian sun god. This name is symbolic.
Pun."
Cohen was surprised:
"How is that possible? Is King Solomon a god?"
The man in the robe nodded.
"You can think about it, if it is not the gods, which mortal can have the power to make the seventy-two pillars of demons surrender? Even the wizards of the legendary ancient magic empire of Babylon, only a handful of great magicians can enslave one or two
Devil?"
Cohen couldn't help but nod along. Among the extraordinary legends he knew, namely the story of Aladdin and the legend of Merlin on the three islands of Yalun, only such a powerful wizard could control the power of a djinn or a devil.
As for the earlier legends or stories, because they were too long ago, and the rise of the three desert religions also cleaned up the ancient civilizations in the Near East, there are not many monuments and documents left. He is not a professional, so he has no idea about those records.
Chapter completed!