Chapter 408 Sacrifices!
Tripatti looked at Chu Han in a daze, and was silent for a long time before he lowered his head, muttering something softly in his mouth.×Miscellaneous∮Zhi∮×Because the voice is too small, Chu Han can't make out what he is talking about, maybe it is some Buddhist scriptures.
Chu Han raised his eyebrows and looked at Tripatti's silence. He knew that this Indian monk who did not believe in Hinduism and Buddhism had already had some dim guesses in his heart.Otherwise, it is just because Hinduism wants to sacrifice the living, he shouldn't come to find two outsiders to help him stop Hinduism or even destroy Hinduism.
After all, such things as living sacrifices to living people have not never appeared in the history of Hinduism. At that time, no one stopped them, and not many people had any objections.
And he, although not a Hindu, is a pure Indian.
"Caesar, before you and Chu Zihang parted, did you agree where to meet?" Chu Han turned his gaze to Caesar, who was unaware.
The Hinduism or the Indian branch has found them, and the two sides have completely torn their faces. If they meet again, they will never die.
"Yes, when Deadpool attacked the hotel, I told Chu Zihang that I would meet at the Taj Mahal after getting rid of Deadpool." Caesar nodded and said.
Chu Han squinted his eyes slightly, a strange light flashed under his eyes, which seemed a bit unexpected, but also like an expected answer.
"Chu Zihang should already be at the Taj Mahal. Since it has been exposed, let's go directly to the Taj Mahal!" Chu Han looked in the direction of the Taj Mahal, and a faint war intent rose in his eyes.
From receiving the mission to arriving in New Delhi and being betrayed by the Indian branch, all clues seem to point to the "Pearl of India" that was named the "Seven Wonders of the New World" last year.
If this is a bureau, then the person who designed this bureau must be in the Taj Mahal.Chu Han had a faint hunch that this trip to the Taj Mahal would seem to be far more interesting than he thought.
"Are you all ready?" The old man sat by the river.
The middle-aged monk bowed his head together: "Everything is ready, that is, Saint Ram is missing. We haven't found it."
"Ram...I see, go and put the sacrifice on the altar first, I will settle the matter of Ram." The old man waved his hand.
"Yes, Grand Elder!" The middle-aged monk bowed his head and left the river.
The old man looked back at the appearance of the middle-aged monk bowing his head and shook his head slightly. If it was Tripatti, he might question why he did this instead of bowing his head and leading him to leave.
However, Tripatti will not appear here, or if he appears here, then he will not sit here.
It is no longer possible for them to talk and laugh like their grandfather and grandson, talking about the doctrines of Buddhism and Hinduism, and encountering inconsistent places and fierce disputes.
The old man looked down at the clear reflection on the river and whispered: "This sky is going to change after all! This world will finally come to its end!"
On the top of the stone tower of the Red Fort in Agra, Jiu De Mai comfortably tasted the Latour red wine that was airlifted from France after three hours. This is the first wine of this year’s Latour Winery, and it is a rare "majestic Latour" "This is the top grade of wine in Latour.
It is said that such top-quality red wines are generally ordered before they are made, and after they are made, generally speaking, such top-quality red wines are gone.
For example, the Latour wine that Chu Han bought at Kassel College to bid farewell to Lionheart Club members is the next-level "Latour's Fortress". Although it is Latour's second wine, the quality of the "fortress" is still It is comparable to the top four wineries.
However, if someone sees the black card with the silver "mint" on the table, they will probably understand why such top-quality red wine will arrive here after three hours by air.
The mint club, a well-known wealth club, serves the top high-end people. It has branches in Cannes, Hong Kong and Shanghai.With its membership, it can meet all the needs of human beings.
For example, at 7 o’clock in the afternoon in the Egyptian Museum, you admire the huge stone statues of the pharaohs, the royal treasures made of pure gold, a large number of mummies, and the 242-pound Tutankhamun pure gold masks and coffins. At this time, you suddenly want to fly. Stay at Peninsula Hotel in Japan.
Although it is reasonable to say that no flight can deliver you on time, and the Peninsula Tokyo has no vacancies, it's okay, just call mint.
Then take a picture with the statue of the Pharaoh and get on the bus. A Concorde will be waiting for you at the airport. This thing consumes too much fuel and is noisy. It should have been put into service, but it was pulled out of the hangar because there was only This supersonic gadget can take you to Tokyo on time. After you have soaked in the hot springs comfortably, a pair of luxurious RVs will take you to the Peninsula Hotel, and you will take the special elevator to the top floor to stay in the presidential suite.
This is mint.
"The elements in the air have begun to chaos, shall we not do anything next?" Jiude Mai said calmly.
"You don't need to do anything." A lazy male voice came from the headphones.
"There should be a dead waiter and a dragon king dead waiter in that mausoleum. In addition, there is also the Indian branch. There are only three of them. Can they really solve it?" Jiude Mai said softly. Said that although she believed in Chu Han's strength very much, the mausoleum also had a Dragon King-class deadpool and a powerful and nearly immortal army, even if the Dragon King fell into a place where there was no burial.
"Mai, are you tempted?" The person on the other end of the headset seemed to be more interested in this matter.
"Boss, you think too much!" Jiude Mai said blankly.
"Is that right? Actually, I think Chu Han is still good. Although he is a little bit abnormal, he is still good. There is such a behemoth as the Chu family behind him. Um, it’s just not good taste. You can help him..." The boss is nagging like a matchmaker in the past when he came to propose marriage, always saying that the other party is good and that good, and at the end he talked about some unrelated shortcomings.
Jiude Mai took a deep breath: "Boss, do I really need to do nothing?"
She finally realized why the potato chip girl always yelled to quit her job, whoever put on such a nagging, face-changing metamorphosis faster than flipping a book, and no serious perversion. The boss also wants to quit her job!
"Of course, your task is to get that humanoid dragon king!" the boss said seriously and seriously.
Jiude Mai took a deep breath again: "I can't figure it out!"