At this moment, no matter what purpose Samar had, David Mo was moved by him. From the time he could remember, no one had ever respected him so much because of his family background, personal talent and many other factors.
Samar's investment contains a kind of trust. Although this kind of trust is utilitarian, it is undeniable that under the current situation of David Mo, this method has a strong impact on David Mo.
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So David Mo grabbed Samar's arms with both hands and applied a little force. How could Samar, an old ordinary man, withstand his strength? David Mo immediately lifted him up.
Seeing how determined he was, Samar sighed in his heart: "It's so difficult, now I can't even give away money..." In desperation, he almost covered his face and cried.
As a result, he suddenly found that his hand was loosened and the crystal card had been taken away. He saw that the young man in white in front of him had a crystal card in his hand.
After David Mo put the crystal card away, he cupped his fists and said to him: "Mr. Samar, if you don't mind, Mr. Lei is willing to make friends with you."
Although he lost one hundred thousand gold coins, Samar couldn't help being happy and said quickly: "Master Lei Feng, it would be better if you don't dislike me."
Kumbaton on the side breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: If Lord Lei Feng doesn't accept the money, I'm afraid this old man will do something outrageous.
When several other people saw that Samar had given such a big gift but was rejected, they originally laughed at him for not overestimating his abilities. However, they did not expect that Lord Lei Feng, who had a great future, actually accepted his gift.
For a time, everyone had mixed feelings and countless thoughts. Some people wanted to imitate Samar, but no one could afford 100,000 gold coins for a while.
At this moment, David Mo then spoke: "Mr. Samar, you reminded me of the enthusiasm of the Sharbo people. I am very grateful to you. This gift is enough. I hope you will not give any more."
You gave me the stuff, thank you."
He smiled and nodded politely, and the gentleman beside him quickly smiled and said, "I will obey your instructions in everything."
While walking along the street, he suddenly remembered the original Holy Trial House, so he asked Cumberton next to him: "Are the clergy from the Holy Trial House still in the city?"
Unexpectedly, after listening to his question, Combatton had some unspeakable anger on his face, and said with some disdain: "A group of magic sticks under the banner of the God of Light, when they learned that the undead army was about to besiege the city, they were the first
Criticize those who run away."
His answer was not beyond David Mo's expectation. The last time he came here, he personally experienced the shamelessness and disrespect of these gangsters.
"Captain Combatton, I want to go take a look at the Holy Trial Center. It seems that it is not very convenient because of the huge crowds of people..." He hesitated and finally stated his request.
Combatton immediately understood what he meant and began to command the guards of the urban management army, asking them to start clearing the crowd at the scene.
So a large group of guards began to expel them roughly and simply. Although this group of people had no effect on the enemy, they had to admit that they still had a strong deterrent effect on the people.
David Mo didn't like this simple and crude method, but the efficiency of this method really satisfied him. He said apologetically to the gentry around him: "I just don't like being watched like a gorilla.
I hope you don’t mind.”
A group of gentry nodded quickly and said: "I can understand your feelings." Then some gentry with eyes said goodbye and left, and David Mo also said goodbye to them one by one.
In the end, only Samar was left. He hesitantly took out a name card and asked cautiously: "This is my name card. I hope you can accept it..."
David Mo patted his head and said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Samar, I'm so sorry, I forgot to bring my name card, but I will accept your name card."
Seeing that Samar was still hesitant and unwilling to leave, he also knew what Samar meant. It was a bit unreasonable for him to pay 100,000 gold coins and not even have his contact information.
So David Mo leaned into his ear and told him softly: "I live in Mengfuli District of Yanjing. No. 5, Building 30, is my residence. If you come to Yanjing one day, you can go there.
Find me."
After saying that, he smiled at Samar. Samar finally got what he wanted and hurriedly thanked him and left in a hurry. At this time, Samar still didn’t know that today’s huge gamble of one hundred thousand gold coins would cost him a fortune.
What a spectacular harvest it brought him.
After Samar left, David Mo smiled and asked Combatton: "Captain Combaton, I want to pay a visit to the Holy Trial House. If you have something to do, why not go and do it first."
Combatton nodded when he saw that order had been restored on the street. Although he knew that David Mo did not want him to follow, he did still have a lot of work to deal with in the city. Now that all the high-level officials had fled, Sharbo City
It must be stabilized as soon as possible.
"Lord Lei Feng, I'll take my leave then. You're welcome to come back to our Shaerbo City later in the day!" After bowing slightly, he mounted his horse and left with a large number of urban management troops.
David Mo looked at his leaving figure and thought to himself that he could finally be quiet for a while.
Anisha's voice immediately came to his mind, and he heard her teasing: "Lord Lei Feng, what are your plans next?"
David Mo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth to be amused by her, and followed her words and replied: "I am going to the Holy Trial Center now."
Sure enough, Anisha's angry response came immediately: "What kind of adult are you... Why are you going to the Holy Judgment House?"
David Mo got on the carriage, tightened the reins and increased the speed. He pondered for a moment and said: "I had a very strange feeling when I went in last time. Since I have the opportunity now, I might as well go over and investigate carefully."
After hearing his mysterious words, Anissa immediately asked curiously: "Weird feeling? What is going on?"
However, David Mo did not say anything in detail, but said very vaguely: "I can't tell clearly, I won't know until we get in." After saying that, he ignored Anisha and concentrated on driving the carriage to the Holy Trial Center.
Soon he saw an extremely spectacular small palace, which was the place where he had been insulted - the Holy Trial House of Sharbo City.
Because this is an absolutely aristocratic area, the buildings have long been deserted. There is no longer the hustle and bustle of the last time I came here. Apart from him and the porcelain doll, there is not even a ghost around.
After parking the carriage, he pulled the porcelain doll up to the steps of the Holy Judgment Hall. The door was closed, and there was only a huge red cloth floating alone on the left side of the door, which was filled with holy words from the Bible.
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An extremely thick chain was wrapped around the door, obviously because he was worried that someone would enter and steal with evil intentions. David Mo had to admire these gangsters for not forgetting to think about their little property when they escaped.
One hand tightly grasped the copper lock, exerted a slight force, and a huge force was reflected from the lock. This turned out to be a magic lock blessed by magic.
A sneer appeared on the corner of David Mo's mouth, and nine layers of silver-white fighting spirit were released. He exerted force again only to hear a "click" sound, and the lock broke.
After untying the entangled iron chains, the heavy iron door opened with a squeaking sound, and a ray of sunlight entered the somewhat dark hall.
"I didn't expect that the most loyal believer of the Holy Court would be unreasonable to it." Anisha said sarcastically when she saw David Mo barging in here without any courtesy.
David Mo took two more steps to the right and said calmly: "I believe in the God of Light. As for the Holy Court... they are just the spokespersons of the God of Light in this world."
"Tsk, tsk, your human hearts are indeed unpredictable." Anisa curled her little mouth and said with disdain.
David Mo did not continue to entangle with her. The strong feeling in his heart resurfaced again. The last time he entered this place, he found something strange. Unfortunately, he was insulted by the priest and did not have much time to stay.
Entering the splendid prayer hall again, the furnishings inside have basically remained unchanged. A huge portrait of the God of Light is embedded on the west wall. Several rays of sunlight shine on the portrait from the windows, making the entire prayer hall look slightly dark.
Somewhat sacred.
The strange feeling in his body became stronger and stronger, and there was a vague feeling that the balance of fighting spirit and magic in his body wanted to swing, which made him even more curious about what was hidden in this room.
After a while, Anisha said impatiently: "What are you looking for?"
David Mo frowned and said, "It's a very strange feeling. I even feel that the restrictions in my body are shaking faintly..."
He walked up to the portrait of the God of Light. The vicinity of the portrait was the place where he felt the strongest. A strong desire for exploration surged from his heart.
He stretched out his hand and struck the mural carefully, not missing every detail. The sound produced by the strike was obviously different at the location of the God of Light's left foot.
"There should be a hidden compartment here." David Mo whispered to Anisha beside him.
"Secret grid?" Anisha felt a little incredible. She didn't expect that there was a hidden grid behind the mural.
"Well, it's right here. It's definitely a hidden compartment, but there should be some mechanism that can be opened." David Mo said hesitantly. Then he searched the room carefully for a while, but he didn't find any mechanism or anything like that.
He sighed inwardly and thought to himself: "It seems that we can only use the simplest method."
I saw a flash of fighting spirit on his body, and punched the wall. Although this was extremely disrespectful to the God of Light, he couldn't care much about it at this time.
With a "bang", the wall shattered, and the wall bricks that were beaten into powder were scattered on the ground. A dark grid about two feet long and wide appeared in the field of vision.
"Sure enough, there is something!" He smiled at Anisha, took out the remaining bricks, and found a parchment lying quietly inside. He immediately reached out and took out the parchment.
This sheepskin scroll was shrouded in a layer of milky white light, with several lines of small characters densely written on it. This kind of writing was not the writing of the Deep Blue Continent, but actually the square characters used by the Yanhuang tribe!