Late at night, in the garden of the Institute of foreign languages.

"There are so many people. Let's have a seat." Paul's heart was a little heavy when he looked at the team of fourteen, which has now become ten.

"Don't know your highness is so late. What can we do for you?" Lance is now the head of the crowd. Naturally, it's him who starts the conversation.

"Well, you are all the young elites of our holy see. What you have achieved today is our hope of revitalizing the church. I have great hope for you. I hope all of you will grow up to be able to contribute to the future of the Holy See. Today you are proud of the holy religion, and in the future the holy religion will be proud of you! " Paul looked lovingly at all the people present and extended his eagerness.

"Thank you very much for your instruction. I will do my best to fight for the glorious cause of my holiness in the future." Ten young Templars stood up and swore solemnly in front of Paul.

"All right. Everybody sit down. Sit down and listen to me. I'm here today to give you an important task. This task is the real purpose of our coming to summer! " Paul is very satisfied with the morale of these ten young people. He is really a newborn calf, not afraid of tigers. These children are the elites among the elites carefully cultivated by the holy see for many years. They were all Knights Templar when they were only 20 years old. This is also rare in the holy see that has existed for thousands of years. As long as they work for the Holy See, they have absolutely no choice. Even if they know it's death, they can face it calmly.

"According to the information, Jiangzhou will hold an underground antique fair at nine o'clock tomorrow evening. There's a treasure in it that has a lot to do with our religion. This time, the Pope came to see me personally and gave us this sacred mission. I want you to grab this sacred object at any cost and take it back to the Holy See safely. If I die, Lance! You're going to take my place to command everyone. Remember that there is only one goal, that is to rob the holy things back to the holy see at all costs Paul's eyes dignified sweeping the field of people, a face decidedly said the secret task.

"Yes! My subordinates are bound to complete the task! " The ten young Templars in the audience were already in a frenzied excitement. What a great honor it is to be able to participate in the secret orders issued by the Pope himself? As loyal Templars, they don't care about their lives at all, because they have faith and glory more important than life. In their view, to die for the Vatican is a very noble act, an act that will glorify the family.

"Well, this is the information about the treasure. Let's see. " Paul took out a bag of documents from his close arms. The bag was for the use of the Holy See. It was marked with the seal of the Pope himself.

When people saw the seal on the Pope's right hand, representing the highest power of the Holy See, their eyes widened. There was no doubt in their hearts. With the seal of the Pope himself here, cardinal Paul must be telling the truth.

"Eye of God..." lance was the first to open the document bag, and the first one in the document was the photo and brief introduction about the eye of God.

There are not many pages, but there are only a few photos. Ten people soon passed it on to each other.

"Well, now we can say what we need." Paul takes back the paper bag and has a lot of power in his hand! A red flame appeared in his hands. The flame quickly burned the document bag in front of everyone's eyes, and even the fly ash was not left. If it wasn't for the smell of scorched paper in the air, people would think that Paul was magic and took away the paper bag out of thin air.

"Your Highness, do you want us to snatch this treasure by force?" A young man with acne stood up and asked respectfully.

"No, you are all the elites of the Holy See. The Holy See has trained you for so many years, and has spent a lot of effort on you. The Holy See does not want you to lose anything. Let's see if we can buy this treasure at a high price. If the purchase is successful, we only need to safely escort the treasure back to the Holy See. If there is an accident in this process, snatching is our last resort. " Paul knows the boy. His name is black. He is a straight and introverted young man.

"Does the Holy See have any information to show which competitors are also interested in this treasure? If they want this treasure as much as we do, they will also plan everything we plan. How do we deal with such forces? " It was Susan, the so-called think tank among the ten Templars, who said this. She is a quiet girl who seldom talks and has a cold temper. But her IQ is more than 180. She is definitely one of the geniuses.

"Well, that's what I'm worried about. According to the information of the Holy See, almost the whole family or organization of Daxia will be involved. Many of them are either representatives or partners of foreign forces. In the summer, crouching tiger, hidden dragon, there are people like Chen Tianming tonight. We should be more careful. If we fight hard, we have no chance of winning. " Paul laughs bitterly. Think tank is really a think tank. If you don't speak, speaking is the key point. Originally, Paul didn't want to make all the difficult information clear. He was afraid that these young knights would be beaten back by the unfavorable situation. If they don't fight first, then their task will be in vain.

"Your eminence is worried that we are outnumbered?" When Susan saw that Paul looked a little ugly, she immediately understood what Paul thought. She asked with a smile.

"Yes. It's very difficult to do anything this time. The various forces are very complicated. If we are not careful, the whole army will be destroyed. " Paul took a deep breath and said with an embarrassed face.

"The bishop must worry. I have a way to make sure that I can get the treasure without us fighting. It can be done with a little money. " Susan bit her finger and gave a shy smile. Biting fingers is her habit, as long as she uses her brain to ask questions, she will inadvertently bite her own fingers.

"Oh? Then you don't tell me quickly! " Paul was surprised to hear that Susan had a way to finish the task safely without fighting. He's very happy about that. I don't care about my identity and age. She pressed Susan's thin shoulder and shook it excitedly.

The other young Templars also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Susan came out, it would be a success

The same night, the villa in the eastern suburbs.

"Zheng Zheng!" The melodious sound of the piano sounded in the heavily guarded stone house.

"Ha ha. My baby is finally back. Although there are still some scratches on the surface, the replaced strings are the same as before. Even the hand feeling is good. The master is really a miracle. " Murong Feng stroked her beloved Guqin with an excited look, as if she were a beloved woman.

"I've been practicing piano for half my life. It's the first time I've met an instrument like you in my life. It's my honor to be able to restore this Guqin. " An old man with white hair and thick glasses listened to Murong Feng's wonderful piano music, and said with an intoxicated face.

"Master, you are too modest. Look at the whole summer, no! You are the only one in the world who can repair this Guqin. " Murong Feng is grateful. It took him a long time to find a craftsman who could repair the Guqin. Now that his Guqin has been repaired, he is as excited as a new life.

"Sir, your harp is a precious treasure. I'd better cherish it more. In case of any more harm, I'm not sure I'll have today's luck to repair it. " Old craftsmen are also fans of Guqin. He looked at Murong Feng's playing with Guqin with envious face, and said with nervous advice.

"Don't worry, old man. It's like my life. I'll never let it get hurt again. " Murong Feng swore with a smile. Suddenly his eyes were cold, and he thought of Chen Xiang, the villain who cut off his precious string!

Chen Xiang! I don't care where you are, don't let me find you, or I'll make your life worse than death! Murong Feng said in his heart.

"Old man, if you fix my baby, you will save my life. Although I Murong Feng is not a good man, I still understand the principle of being rewarded by others. Please let me know what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you. " Murong Feng turned his face and said respectfully to the old craftsman.

"No. It's fate that you and I meet. Besides, if I can repair this artifact in my lifetime, it will be my best reward. " The old craftsman is nearly 80 years old, and he has no desire. As he said, meeting artifact in his lifetime is his best reward.

"No! I Murong Feng can't accept your kindness in vain, but didn't express it. If you think about it again, I will promise you everything you can say. " Murong Feng is also a strange temper. Although he is a cruel man who kills people without blinking an eye, he also knows how to be grateful and respect the people he thinks are worthy of respect. After two days of contact with the old craftsman, he was completely conquered by the noble character of the old man. Even if the old man didn't repair his guqin, he would respect the old man.

"Well, if you want to ask me what hope I have, I really have a wish that has not been fulfilled..." the old man saw Murong Feng and insisted on doing something for him. I can't help gazing at Murong wind for a moment and talking about my wish.

Murong Feng saw that the old man finally had something to ask him, but he was very happy. Stand at attention, look up, hold your chest, and watch the old man's words.

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