Ai Xiaohai is the one who doesn't like these things the most.

What kind of bullshit bloodline, what kind of purity of the bloodline of God. These damn words were made by the so-called gods. As a result, until now, people still talk about it.

"There are two places that are most interesting." Yuan Xiye said lightly: "First, is whether the golden rod exists. If it exists, then where have you gone now? A golden rod more than two meters long and has been regarded as a holy object by the Incas, it is impossible to say that it will disappear if it disappears. Second, does the Sun Temple exist?"

Well, it seems that the key to the problem is to be mentioned.

Ai Xiaohai carefully listened to every word Yuan Xiye said.

"I have been looking for the whereabouts of the golden rod." Yuan Xiye said slowly: "In the end, I bought an ancient book with a lot of stories from Inca myths and legends..."

Yuan Xiye pointed to the ancient book in front of him, and Ai Xiaohai couldn't help but come over...

On it, just like the ancient books Ai Xiaohai found in the Pirate Dragon Cave, there are only pictures and no words.

The first one is a man wandering around the wilderness, very embarrassed, ragged, holding a tattered stick in his hand to support his body to hike and deal with possible beasts.

The second picture is what this person discovered... When he turned to the third picture, Ai Xiaohai's eyes were as bright as stars...

The ragged wooden stick in this man's hand has turned into a pure gold stick!

Real golden rod!

And not only that, this man actually changed into clean and beautiful clothes.

Did this person discover a huge amount of wealth? Damn it. When a person's luck comes, he can even discover treasures when he walks?

Then, there were followers behind this guy... and there were more and more followers... but these followers were all wearing tattered clothes like this person before... Some people didn't even have a complete piece of clothing...

Well, it is completely understandable that a large group of beggars suddenly met a rich man, and he would not be excited to be like anything? If the rich man gave them food and money, these people would not obey your advice and worship you as a god?

The origin of any sect is probably like this...

Sure enough, the picture below proves Ai Xiaohai's guess...

This guy holding the golden rod was standing on a big rock, as if he was giving a speech there.

No need to guess, he must be making up his own theory about God.

It can even be guessed that he is saying that the Sun God is supreme, and he is the Sun God's son, etc.

Each sect, no matter what faith is, no matter which country it is, has a similar effect:

There is a supreme God in heaven, and because of his mercy on the world, God sent his own son, grace, usually the son, to save the world.

If you don’t believe it, go back and check it out. Ten out of ten say that.

Ai Xiaohai continued to read this ancient book... The Son of God had already had many followers, so he stayed in one place. Many of his followers began to carry stones and wood.

Build a city! They build a city there!

A towering ancient city has been built!

However, in the process of building the ancient city, many cruel scenes were depicted in the book.

Some of the past followers of the "Son of God" were appreciated by "God" and became foremen. They held sharp wooden sticks in their hands and kept driving the followers of "God" to work hard and work without any rest.

When someone resists, these foremen will poke their bodies with sharp wooden sticks, or even stab them to death.

The blood and life of countless believers finally created the ancient city of the Inca.

The prototype of the Inca Empire was born. The "Son of God" also transformed into the "Inca King".

Classes began to appear, and those former foremen became privileged nobles; while those who built the ancient city continued their mission as slaves.

The Inca king formed an army and fought against other tribes that were unwilling to recognize his identity as "Son of God". So the Inca Empire began to grow rapidly.

He married many wives, and it is unknown whether his own sister is mentioned in the myths and legends.

He also gave birth to many children, and each son was sent by him to manage a newly conquered tribe.

This is the original feudal system.

Even as the "Son of God", the Inca King did not receive any special care, and the years mercilessly made him old.

In the following picture, the Inca king suddenly began to build a temple, which was probably the Temple of the Sun in the legendary Inca Empire.

Slowly, this place looks very familiar?

Ai Xiaohai turned the ancient book to the picture in front of him to compare it. Sure enough, the place where the Sun Temple was built was the place where the Inca king discovered that the gold rod suddenly became rich.

Is there any special significance for the Inca King to build the Sun Temple here?

The Temple of the Sun is slowly rising, but more and more dead slaves are being killed. The dead slaves are thrown into a large pit that has been prepared long ago. The corpses are full of bones, and more slaves are also dying.

No one knows when those who are still alive will follow the footsteps of their dead companions.

Finally, the grand Sun Temple was built, but something extremely bloody happened...

Those slaves who had finally completed their work for countless years thought they could survive, but they did not expect that their miserable fate was waiting for them.

The Inca king asked his soldiers to kill every slave, and none of them were left behind!

The corpses of the slaves were thrown into the big pit, and then the big pit was filled...

Ai Xiaohai's brows were frowning tightly... It's so cruel, this scene is really so cruel...

But the story has not ended here...

The soldiers and generals who killed the slaves were gathered together, and the Inca king rewarded them with fine wine. The soldiers drank happily, but then they covered their stomachs and fell to the ground in pain.

Poison? Is there poison in the wine?

The Inca King looked at the corpses on this place with a grim smile but seemed to be very happy...

When the Inca king left, a soldier suddenly got up in his body. He might have carried the poison, or maybe he had long suspected the Inca king and had not drunk the poisonous wine at all.

He staggered away from this terrible place...

Then, the soldier began to record all this with paintings...

This ancient book was actually recorded by a soldier who was lucky enough to die?

The story still doesn't end here...

The Inca king died, and his son sent him to the Temple of the Sun, and the temple gate was closed from then on. No one was allowed to enter.

Could it be that this soldier who escaped the trouble has been observing the Inca King's every move? Or does he want to take revenge?

The soldier appeared in the book again. It was at night. He avoided the soldiers guarding the temple, but he had no way to open the temple door.

In the last picture, the temple still exists, but a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry are painted around the temple.

And. a very long golden rod...

Ai Xiaohai understood in an instant: "Can the Golden Rod and the Inca King's treasures be in the temple?"

"It is very likely based on my analysis." Yuan Xiye nodded: "The Inca Empire is called the Golden Empire. But this title was actually taken by the Spanish. According to my guess, the Inca King actually discovered a larger wealth than the later Golden Empire, including this golden rod. But he had not told anyone, even his wife and children. And even after his death, he ordered that he and the treasure be buried together. The location of the temple is where the wealth is!"

Ai Xiaohai frowned: "But the Sun Temple of the Inca Empire was destroyed by the Spanish, and no wealth of the Inca king was discovered?"

"So I judged that the temple destroyed by the Spanish was not the temple of the Inca king in the true sense." Yuan Xiye quickly gave the answer: "I looked up the history. Although the Inca Empire had no text, no history belonging to them was recorded in a complete record. However, according to geological research, there was a large volcanic eruption in the location of the ancient Inca Empire, and almost half of the Inca people died. This also caused them to suffer a great disaster and had to move their hometowns and develop to other places, and finally formed the land that the Inca Empire ruled as we know now."

"So the temple of the Inca king should be in that place that was destroyed by a volcano!" Ai Xiaohai quickly said, "But where is that place?"

"Kiyanbas!" Yuan Xiye gave the answer immediately: "The current small country of Kiyanbas is the site of the ancient Inca Empire! It was a very powerful crust movement, earthquakes and volcanoes erupted from time to time, and was known as one of the harshest countries in the world. The population is very sparse, and at least some places still have primitive tribes. No one is willing to go there at all."

"It seems that I have to go to this most dangerous country." Ai Xiaohai touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Godfather, this is probably what you are thinking about?"

Yuan Xiye smiled on his face, without any concealing anything: "Yes, I am interested in all the treasures. I wish I could put all the treasures in your... The King's House, why would you give such a strange name... I am particularly interested in that golden rod. I want to see the golden rod with my own eyes... Xiaohai, the temple of the Inca king has been hidden for a long time, and it can even be said that maybe only you and I know this secret in this world... If anyone in this world can find this temple, it must be you!"

"You look down on me so much." Ai Xiaohai habitually touched his nose: "A lot of treasures are waiting for me to discover, and I don't know which one to find first. But I will just let it go if you hear the temple you said is so mysterious..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something: "Godfather, do you know someone named Delis?"

"Delise? I've met Vincent several times." Yuan Xiye frowned: "Have the Guangming family found you?"

Sure enough, Yuan Xiye also knew about the Guangming family. Ai Xiaohai told him about the situation before and after Delis came to find him. Except for the last part of the sleep with Delis, he basically didn't hide anything.

"Oh, is the mountain of light on the crown of the Queen of England actually fake?" Yuan Xiye's brows tightened even more: "If this is to spread, it will cause a big uproar. These guys from the Light Family are all crazy people, Xiao Hai, you must be careful when dealing with them."

Ai Xiaohai smiled: "I know they are very powerful, but it may be enough for them to provoke me."

"Don't be careless." Yuan Xiye said slowly: "I once heard something about the Light Family in Vincent..."

That happened in the late nineteenth century.

There was a British Duke named Camber Primont, who was a member of the British royal family and had a very strong status in Britain. Once, a man named Edmund visited the Duke with only one purpose. He wanted to buy a painting on the Duke's Mansion.

The painting was not made by some famous artists. It was not valuable, but the man named Edmund actually offered a high price of 10,000 pounds, which was an amazing figure at the time.

To be honest, Campbell could definitely sell this painting. But the Duke had a very strange temper. He asked the other party why he wanted to buy the painting. The other party's answer was that he just liked it.

The Duke did not believe it at all. He rejected Edmund on the spot.

But Edmund did not give up and kept visiting the painting for the next year, begging for the purchase of the painting. The price increased to an astonishing 20,000 pounds.

"So rich, just hire someone to steal it." Ai Xiaohai muttered.

"Do you think it's so simple to steal a painting from a duke?" Yuan Xiye smiled: "Not only that, the duke has already noticed that there is such a possibility and hid the painting in a very hidden place in advance..."

The Duke's refusal finally made Edmund lose his final patience. After another visit did not achieve any effect, Edmund said to the Duke: "This is my last visit, and I will not come again from now on. I can wait for you for three days, and you should know where I live. If I still don't get the desired result after three days, then I think you must bear the very terrible consequences."

The Duke didn't believe it at all. Three days passed by and nothing terrible happened, which made the Duke even more sure that the other party was just scaring him.
To be continued...