Lieshan

St. Peter's Basilica was renovated by the famous Renaissance sculptor Michelangelo, and its appearance is magnificent.The gate of the church is guarded by the royal guards. According to tradition, these guards are all Swiss, wearing ancient knight uniforms with red, yellow and blue stripes, holding a halberd in their hands, and look majestic.

There were a few potbellied guards in the security booth chatting with each other. They wore black guns in their waist belts, and they didn't pay much attention to these Chinese tourists.

"Xiao Si, that Kong Zhao," Mao Xian lowered his voice, "I heard that Kong Xu's eldest son is called Kong Zhao."

"The Confucius family in Tianshui?" Chu Min looked back at the watcher with a happy face in surprise.

The heir of the Confucius family in Tianshui ran out and became an international terrorist?Just kidding.

"Impossible." Chu Min pointed to another person not far in front with his chin, "Kong Zhao obviously listened to that person. If he is really the Kong family, do you think someone can manipulate the dignified heir of the Kong family?"

"That's right, and it seems that there is no surname Huai in China, maybe it's a first name?"

Just as he was talking, the person walking in front suddenly stopped and turned to look at Chu Min.

Um?Behind the scenes being heard?Chu Chu stared straight at the other party, acting like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Mao Xian and Kong Zhao watched their silent gaze at each other in bewilderment.

"Don't you know the way?" The impatient one finally spoke first, "Hurry up and lead the way."

"..." If you want to lead the way, won't you just say it straight? !

Kong Zhao suffocated laughing so hard that his face turned red.

"Go this way," Chu Min angrily turned to the third chapel, stopped in front of the altar built by Bernini, and sure enough, saw the building built by Polevolo for King Inozzio VIII not far away. Bronze monument.

In order to be able to enter the underground palace of St. Peter's Basilica, he made countless preparations a year in advance, and even came here several times before.If Mr. Chu hadn't called him back to the country suddenly, he might have already finished visiting the bones of the popes by now.

There is no one around, a circular spiral staircase leads to the second floor, at the railing of the stairs a foreign couple is admiring the colorful religious murals on the dome.Chu Chu checked the location with the architectural drawings, and was sure that the basement should be right under his feet, so he asked casually, "How did you plan to get in?"

Kong Zhao folded his arms and replied with a smile, "Go in from the basement entrance of St. Peter's Basilica."

Chu Chu didn't know what to say, there seemed to be several doors and security systems there... Forcibly breaking into the security, um, terrorists are different...

"Hurry up." Huaiyuan glanced at the couple who were addicted to the plot of religious murals and urged.

Soul-stimulating, you!Chu Chu slandered, and ducked into the red curtain beside the altar.His fingers slowly touched the smooth marble, and finally found what he was looking for.The carved altar is also carved with a sign the size of a human head, symbolizing the Holy Crown of the Roman Church and two crossed keys.Chu Chu stretched out his hand and turned it, but he didn't turn it. He was just about to call for help, but his other hand pressed on the sign and easily turned it upside down.

Someone snorted extremely disdainfully in the darkness, even though it was covered by the sound of the slate rubbing against each other, Chu Min still heard it.

The transvestite bastard just waits, sooner or later he'll be taken to the Vatican police station for tea...

"Hey jacket, you have some skills." Kong Zhao turned on the flashlight and took a look at the dark entrance. He was about to take a step when he was pulled back.

"You go ahead." Huaiyuan glanced at Chu Chen.

"The heart of a villain measures the belly of a gentleman." Chu Min sneaked in without looking back.

"Calling you a villain." Kong Zhao teasingly poked his companion beside him with his arm, and then successfully received a cold look, and immediately shut up knowingly.

Huaiyuan shifted his gaze back to the two people who opened the way in front, squinted his eyes slightly when he saw a little yellow on the woolen cuffs, and looked at the furious "jacket" in the front again.

Humph.

In order to resist external attacks and protect the Holy Land from being polluted by pagans, there is an intricate underground network in the Vatican. Some of these tunnels were built in modern times, and some have been through hundreds of years.The cold and damp underground passage has some water seepage, and the sound of dripping water combined with the blurred sculptures due to the age is very scary.

"What the hell is this place?" Mao Xian muttered, looking up at the four roads at the fork, "Xiao Si, is the fun place you mentioned a place that is not as good as the sewer?"

"Shut up and you do." Chu Min, who was in a tangle, stared at the blueprints and documents in his hand, ignoring him.

Kong Zhao rubbed his chin and looked the two up and down for a while: "Are you here for fun?"

"Otherwise?" Mao Xian immediately stared back aggressively, "Criminal and steal cultural relics like you?"

"Don't be funny, we are not those Jews who steal things all over the world, Luo..."

"Shut up." Huaiyuan, who had always been cold, interrupted Kong Zhao, "Can't you get rid of the problem of talking too much?"

Hearing this, Chu Min pushed the wool towards Kong Zhao without raising his head. Kong Zhao subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the wool that was pushed over, and both of them looked at a loss.

"You two are chatting, go chat by yourself." Chu Min shook the flashlight in annoyance, and continued to struggle with the maze-like map.

Kong Zhao laughed, and looked at the wool kindly: "Rousi, shall we chat?"

"Are you sick?" Mao Xian took a few steps back in disgust.

"Hey, Young Master Chen, don't be afraid." Kong Zhao cupped his hands with a good-natured look on his face.

The air was suddenly quiet for two seconds, and Chu Chen finally raised his head and looked at Kong Zhao in surprise.

"The Chen family's Chenzhou talisman is unique in ancient and modern times. Everyone knows it everywhere." Kong Zhao pouted at the corner of the talisman paper exposed from the wool cuff, "Tsk, I saw it from a long distance. The high-quality Chenzhou talisman is not available to ordinary people. Chen The patriarch is not your age, of course he is the young master of the Chen family."

"Hey, our Chen family doesn't dare to compare with the Tianshui Kong family." Normal people can't recognize things like talisman paper, and the wool immediately confirmed the other party's identity.

"Don't worry, you're on your own, so don't be nervous." Kong Zhao still smiled, "Take care of each other while walking, so who is this jacket brother?"

"I found the way, go this way." Chu Min immediately raised his legs and left.

Kong Zhao laughed twice, followed slowly, stopped after walking a few steps, looked back at Huaiyuan who was walking at the end, and whispered: "I think it's easy to guess."

"The fourth child of the Chu family." Huaiyuan half-closed his eyes, and his tone was gloomy.

Kong Zhao held his right hand in embarrassment, "Don't be impulsive."

The other party was noncommittal.

"However, everyone said that this kid is very handsome, tsk tsk tsk, he deserves his reputation, he is really good-looking." Kong Zhao sighed, "You should take pity on him."

"..."

"It's a pity, look at you, you never show your face, otherwise you can have a referendum or something to see which one is more beautiful." Kong Zhao walked away on his own.

"..."

There is no shape all day long.