C750 Hidden Scale

Beneath the spotless white lotus were often piles of black mud that had accumulated for who knows how many years; while beneath the seemingly pure and flawless white snow lay even rotting corpses; and in this palace of Hanumandoka, which was regarded by countless Nepalese as a sacred place of gold and jade, there was also an endless darkness hidden away.

Now that the bright lights had hidden the darkness, Lin Bai was able to see everything. Only now did Lin Bai understand why the guards in Hanumandoka Palace hadn't appeared. This was because at this moment, in the courtyard of Mo Han, which was beneath him, a scene was being played out. Anyone with even the slightest bit of conscience would develop the anger within their heart towards the 'Live Spring Palace'!

It was not a peace between men and women, nor was it a touch between men and women. It was a mechanical movement that was being carried out between seven young girls and two wizened old men.

In this large room, there was only a large circular bed covered with velvet. The seven girls on the bed were probably only ten years old. Their bodies were slender and their chests were flat. Their youth had yet to leave a hormone mark on their bodies, but they had already begun to experience this filthy life.

Moreover, these seven girls didn't have the slightest bit of spirit in their eyes. Their expressions were completely lifeless. It was obvious that they were already used to this kind of inhuman torture, allowing the two withered old men's bodies to unceasingly shake.

Surprised, Lin Bai began to look around carefully, afraid that the filthy Prytie that had just been brought in by Bataille would be brought here by these dirty people as well. However, after some identification, he found that Prytie was not here.

Just as Lin Bai was about to flare up and barge into the room, he was about to punish these two shameless bastards who no longer had any conscience. One of them, an old man with white hair that reached his shoulders, suddenly spoke. His voice was as ear-piercing as an ape's, and he laughed sinisterly, "Janandra, the bodies of these girls who have yet to reach adulthood are a hundred times tighter and more comfortable than those already matured women!"

Janandra?! Lin Bai was horrified. Before he left for Nepal, he had asked about the history of the country and knew that Janandra was the last king of Nepal. Before he was elected, there was a bloody incident in the Nepalese royal family where the former Crown Prince Dipendra shot and killed many members of the royal family, including his parents.

And it was after this bloodbath that Giannandra took office as regent of the Nepalese royal family and succeeded in the throne of Nepal. Although more than a decade had passed, rumors still circulated among the streets of Nepal that the murder had been orchestrated by Janandra in order to succeed in the throne.

And even after he was forced to abdicate, he yearned for a comeback. He even declared more than once that the monarchy was only a rise and fall in Nepal, and that one day everything would return to power.

"If it wasn't for Venerable Mitiro's invitation, how would I have been able to enjoy this kind of feeling!" Giannandra laughed out loud. After patting the girl's butt a few times, he laughed sinisterly, "If I had enjoyed this feeling when I was sitting on the throne, I would have recruited more girls and sent them here for Senior Mitilou and me to enjoy!"

"As long as Nepal can become a Hindu state, then everything is possible! Christianity has a holy place like the Vatican around the world, and Hinduism should have its own holy place. Nepal is the best choice! " Senior Mitiro swept a glance at Jia Nan De and coldly continued, "Now that there's such a chance, are you willing to accept it?

"There's such an opportunity right now? Venerable One, what do you mean by that? " Hearing the words of Venerable Mitiro, a hint of excitement flashed across Jia Nan De's face. He stopped his actions and looked at him in disbelief as he spoke anxiously.

"The monk is dead, and there is no one in Nepal who can fight against me. As long as we wait for all the heretics to return to their homeland, this land will become the pure land of Hinduism. At that time, Nepal will be able to regain its monarchy. Are you willing to take this opportunity? "

"Since the Venerable One has given me the chance, how could I possibly refuse? As long as I can fulfill what you've said, I can become the king of the government, and you, the Venerable One, can become the king of the church!" Without any hesitation, Janandra agreed, and began to whip the girl beneath her even more forcefully.

But after a while, perhaps because he felt the girl was too dull, he frowned at Maitreya and asked, "Why didn't the Pretiti that Bataille brought back deliver? That kind of fresh and tender girl, when she was whipped, she had an angry look, and a heart-wrenching wail.

"Pride's bloodline is the purest bloodline of the Shakya Clan, and only with this blood can we use the destiny of China, which was suppressed by the Hanumanduka Palace. It can be said that she is the most important part of all these arrangements! But when the matter is settled, I will send her to the king to let you have a taste of the Goddess of Life! " Upon hearing this, Venerable Mitiro laughed.

Lin Bai, who was on the rooftop, had an incomparably gloomy expression as his voice faded. At this moment, he finally understood what the summons that had appeared in his heart the moment he stepped into Kathmandu was! In reality, that wasn't a call at all. It was a request for help from a person who had already broken through all four of the eight Dragon Guards.

It was only until now that he finally understood why when he used the upper body of the God Summoning Art, he was able to maintain the clarity of his spiritual sense. It was for no other reason but because the magic that he used was fused with the Chinese destiny that had been suppressed by the blood of the Mythical God King with the influence of the blood of the Sakyamuni. He was even able to maintain the clarity of his spiritual sense when he used the upper body of the God Summoning Art.

When he was in Burma, a part of his luck in China had been gathered around Yuchadista, allowing his descent to reach an unprecedented level. If the destiny of China under Hanumanduka had been completely extracted, then this Maitreya would definitely be able to borrow the peaceful nature of the palace to create a large number of imperial priests as proficient in the art of divination as Bartaire.

When he was alone with Bartaire, Lin Bai did not put him in his eyes at all. However, if such a large group of people were to appear, then things would be bad! "There is a saying in China that goes, 'randomly punching an old master to death'. If a large number of priests come and use God's Descent to keep their minds calm, even if I am lucky enough to escape, Chen Baian and the rest will lose their lives here.

"Alright, then I look forward to the day that I can come as soon as possible!" When that time comes, I will taste fine wine with the Lord Reverend and enjoy these tender bodies! " Jia Nan De la laughed loudly. His expression was extremely excited, as if he could already see himself once again sitting on the throne that was above tens of thousands. With a shout, tens of thousands of people responded to him.

At this moment, Lin Bai's left hand, which was so sore it was aching, twitched uncontrollably. The piece of black tile that he had taken off fell out of his hand, falling towards the ground.

"This is bad!" As soon as Lin Bai came back to his senses, he realized that his actions would startle the snake, and he did not dare to stay any longer. He raised his foot to rush out of Hanumandoka's palace, but before he could take a step forward, the black tiles had already dropped to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The night was extremely silent, and the things that the Venerable Lord Mitiro and Jia Nan De had done were hidden things. They had already sent away everyone around them, and once this crisp sound appeared, it was immediately noticed by the two of them.

Without any hesitation, he frowned and pushed the girl away. He didn't bother to tidy up his clothes as he rushed out of the house like an ape. He swept his gaze towards the rooftop and asked sternly, "Who is it?"

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the face of Venerable Lord Mitiro was finally revealed to Lin Bai. However, with just a glance, Lin Bai's soul almost dispersed from shock. Bataille's face was already terrifying enough, but compared to this Lord Mitiro, he could be considered a pretty boy.

He had a head full of white hair, his face was covered in fine, fine fur, and the hairs on his body were several times longer than an ordinary person's. Moreover, each hair was as tall as a steel needle!

Frightened, Lin Bai did not dare to stay any longer as he dashed out! Venerable Mitiro wanted to give chase, but he suddenly realized that he wasn't wearing a single piece of clothing. He then bent his index finger to his lips and suddenly whistled.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the previously pitch-black Hanumandoka palace was suddenly filled with light. Many red robed imperial priests appeared from all over the place, rushing towards where Lin Bai was and blocking him.

"Bad vegetables, I'm afraid my junior apprentice-brother has run into some trouble inside!" Upon hearing the noise coming from Hanumanduka's palace, Zhang SanKuang's expression immediately changed. He wanted to rush into the palace to help Lin Bai, but he did not have the ability like Lin Bai, who could only climb the wall by repeatedly stomping his feet outside the palace walls. He prayed for Lin Bai in his heart and hoped that he would be able to escape safely.

At this moment, Jia Nan De rushed out of Mo Han's courtyard wrapped in a sheet, after glancing towards Lin Bai's direction, he frowned and said with a lingering fear, "I'm afraid that this person has overheard our conversation just now. If this matter were to spread now, all of our plans would be in vain!"

"Don't worry, he won't be able to escape the iron-barrel-like Hanumandoka Palace!" He looked at the pile of clothes on his body and his face turned cold. He said coldly, "Those who dare to disrupt my plan, there is only one ending, and that is death! It doesn't matter who this person is, or what abilities he has, this is the only place I have ever been! "