Chapter 1380

In the dark night, the padmana bashwami temple, with its high walls, is very majestic. The complex building structure integrates the Kerala style and the darovida style, and the seven storey and 16th century decorative temple tower also appears domineering.

It's a pity that the long-term management and safety measures are not good. Although the temple building has a sense of historical vicissitudes, the damaged and mottled buildings, the inverted stone pillars of the temple square, and the rubble piled up everywhere make people sigh.

Over the years of wasteful management, the security of the originally hired house guard has also been reduced to a few people. For a long time, the temple owners have regarded the religious sanctity and the faithfulness of believers as the best guard for the temple.

In the silent temple in the middle of the night, suddenly a few footsteps broke the peace. Two relatively small patrolmen in uniform were carrying two big men in black combat suits and two big backpacks through the temple corridor like entering the uninhabited state, and walked to the back door of the temple in the middle of the square.

Joseph and Kenny, both wearing black baseball caps, followed the two Gurkhas who had been installed in the temple, flashed into the back door of the temple, and the flashlight lit up the dark corridor. Because of the echo problem, the four slowed down, but the speed still did not drop.

At seven or eight turns, the four arrived at a rusty iron gate deep in the temple corridor, with a broken wooden door inside.

"Sir, I'm sorry, we can only get here..."

One Gurkha apologized in a low voice and trembled, saying that although there was only a weak flashlight, Joseph and Kenny could still see each other's complexion tangled and ugly expression forced out.

"It's OK, we understand. Open the lock." Joseph's voice was muffled.

"Kaka --"

"squeak --"

the wooden door is pushed open, the dark door is a downward stone step, a damp and moldy air is coming, Kenny and Joseph look at each other, pick up a simple gas mask belt from the waist, open the strong flashlight to illuminate the environment in the door, and put the other hand on the holster at the waist, and rush to the two hands Nodded and walked in.

Looking at the two officers who entered the basement, took the wooden door and closed the iron fence, the two Gurkhas looked at each other. Their faces were bitter. Then one of them reached out and pointed out, nodded, and went out to guard.

Kenny and Joseph, who had walked three stone steps at a fast pace, used a strong flashlight to see the vast basement space and five dark passages with rusty iron gates, all of which could not be looked at one by one.

"Here! It seems that not all the secret rooms have never been visited! " Joseph's voice suddenly sounded, and Kenny, who was looking at the other side of the passage, walked quickly with a flashlight, which illuminated an iron lock held by Joseph's big hand with tactical gloves, and his pupil slightly shrank.

Kenny unbuckled his backpack behind him, took out a pair of hydraulic tongs and stuck them on the iron lock.

"Click!"

The iron lock was cut open in response to the sound, and the sound of clattering sounded. Joseph untied the iron chain and put it on the ground. He pushed the iron gate open directly. Two strong flashlight beams lit up the front of the passage, and a solid wooden door appeared.

Joseph frowned a little, handed a flashlight to Kenny who had packed his backpack, took out his gun, and walked up. Kenny took out a black leather tool kit from his pocket, and found two probes to go up.

"It's a new lock!"

Joseph said according to the keyhole on the wooden door. Then he got out of the way. The flashlight was still shining on the lock on the door. Kenny immediately squatted down and began to unlock the lock with the probe.

"All right!"

In less than a minute, Kenny straightened up, pushed the wooden door open directly, and a dark stone room. They went in, and two flashlights shone back and forth. Soon, two piles of glittering gold jewelry, mostly gold jewelry, were found on the ground in a corner.

But Kenny and Joseph were not attracted by gold and jewelry, but two flashlights converged on a machine and looked at each other. Joseph went to look at the gold plating machine and turned to Kenny and said, "it seems that our friends still have many secrets not to tell us!"

Kenny went to two piles of gold ornaments which were hard to distinguish the true from the false. He squatted down, grabbed two big gold chains, weighed them in his hands, threw one of them down, stood up, kicked the pile on the left and said: "it's all fake. It seems that it's a mouse move!"

"No wonder our friends will make this temple more and more desolate, and the security will be more and more lax, and there will be almost no defense..."

Joseph looked at all kinds of genuine gold ornaments and some gold chains with only about one cubic meter. His eyes did not change at all. If there is only such a little treasure, let alone he can't see it, big boss will definitely be angry.

Kenny threw the gold chain into the pile of authentic products, raised his wrist and looked at the time. He said, "let's go to the secret room B. after two o'clock, there will be devout pilgrims."

Joseph nodded, and the two turned away without hesitation. They took the door with them and walked quickly to the secret room B.After opening a metal gate to the B chamber, a solid wooden gate appeared. After continuing to open the wooden door, I met the third door, the cast iron door, which was blocked.

There is no iron lock or keyhole. The two big iron doors are close together. They are dark and strange. There is a relief pattern of king cobra on each door. Kenny and Joseph have heavy faces and frowns.

"There is no other way but to use a gas cutting machine. There must be an anti lock road leading to the outside. It's too difficult, too dynamic, and it won't open for a while." Kenny knocked on the big iron door with his fingers, listened to the dull little voice, and frowned.

"Go to see the other four secret rooms, and give up for the time being as discussed."

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In the office of Gaia tower in Manhattan, New York, Andy lies leisurely on the boss's chair, feet on his desk, holding his mobile phone to listen to Kenny who just finished the field survey and returned to the site.

"Ha ha, I've been looking for information about the temple recently. No one can tell how old the temple is.

The temple was mentioned only a few times in Indian literature between 500 BC and 300 ad. Many scholars believe that the temple was built more than five thousand years ago. Although its credibility is not high, as early as 2500 years ago, the temple was famous for its immeasurable wealth.

However, its reputation as the "Golden Temple" alone is enough to show its wealth. In the description of ancient Tamil literature and poetry, the temple, and even the whole city, are made of pure gold, and even once praised as heaven.

Now that you see gold, at least the legend of this temple is not just a legend. Since secret chamber B cannot move for the time being, please empty the other five secret chambers for me

Andy smiled happily, put down his feet, straightened up, reached out and shook his mouse, looked at the blurred picture of secret room a on the computer monitor, and continued: "although secret room a is empty, I don't believe that the huge rectangular stone slab on the ground is trying to move away, I don't believe that there is nothing!"

It is learned that four of the six secret rooms have treasures, but the largest number covers an area of three square meters, less than half a meter high of gold jewelry, which cannot be compared with the title of the gold temple.

In this way, the hope can only be placed in the two secret rooms a and B that have not been opened for hundreds of years. Now it seems that the secret room B will not be opened in a short period of time. Unless it is cracked violently, the empty secret room a, under this huge stone tablet on the ground, must be to cover something, which is very clear.