At night, Manda did not take Sanjila to the temple of Girl Tianping. He wanted to rescue Kunta from the temple, but he did not want to catch Sanjila again.

Miss Tian Ping must be on guard tonight, and Manda will not dare to take action rashly. She will wait until around dawn, when Miss Tian Ping is sure that Manda will not come, and will definitely relax her guard. Then Manda will go to rescue Kunta.

Everything was planned, and Manda was planning to recharge her batteries, but after dinner, Sanjila was in trouble.

I thought I had been hungry for the past two days and ate dinner in a hurry. After the meal, Sanjila's stomach became very bloated.

Manda was good at witchcraft and gave Sanjila some medicinal powder, thinking it was nothing serious.

But late at night, Sanjila's symptoms worsened. Her stomach was bloated, like a sack of hay. She kept retching but couldn't vomit anything out.

Manda quickly called Circe, but Circe was helpless.

At this time, Manda remembered what Miss Tian Ping said: "It's not that I want to see her, it's that she has to come to see me, otherwise she will be in big trouble."

Sanjila's condition must be related to Miss Tianping. It seems that she is the only one who can resolve Sanjila's illness.

Carrying Sanjila on his back, Manda went to the temple halfway up the mountain. Manda gave half of his hair to Sanjila, and the two entered the temple of Balance together.

From the outside, the temple looked like the same small stone house, but when he reached the door, Manda was shocked. He saw a magnificent hall, even grander than the temple he built for Hermes in the royal capital.

The pillars supporting the temple are at least ninety feet high. There are six levels of corridors in the hall, and there are dozens of rooms on each level of corridors.

Manda was not surprised by the size of the temple. He had seen temples of this size on Mount Olympia, and the temple of Hermes was much larger than this.

What surprised him was the change in space.

The temple on Mount Olympia was comparable in appearance to a mortal hill.

But this temple looks like a stone house covering an area of ​​more than ten square meters.

How does this spatial change occur?

Is it the space or yourself that changes?

Is the temple getting bigger, or is it getting smaller?

Sanjila endured the severe pain and looked around on Manda's back: "This should be a temple of a sixth-level god. When Pan just came back from the mortal world, the temple was almost this big. This is the front hall, and there should be more …My God, what a strange statue!”

Sanjila screamed at the altar, but Manda didn't understand what she was shouting.

The altar was obviously empty, with no statue of the god.

"I saw it, I really saw it just now. The statue is exactly the same as Miss Tian Ping, and she even winked at me!"

Sanjila would definitely not lie, but she might also be hallucinating because of the pain. Manda carried her on his back and continued to look for the girl in the balance, and then heard Sanjila shouting: "I saw it again, the statue appeared again!"

Manda looked up, but it was still empty, and comforted her casually: "Lie on me, close your eyes, and don't look around."

"I really saw it." Sanjila lay on Manda's back, her voice a little aggrieved. Manda glanced at the altar again, and suddenly saw a 60-70-foot-tall statue standing on the altar. , she really looks exactly like Miss Tian Ping.

The statue slowly lowered its head, as if looking at Manda. Manda said in astonishment: "It really does exist."

"I'll just say yes!" Sanjila raised her head and the statue suddenly disappeared.

"This, this time, I didn't see it." Sanjila was shocked.

Manda frowned and said: "This is not a statue, this is Miss Tianping. Come out quickly! Don't hide, are you shy?"

Miss Tianping walked in from the back door of the front hall, looked at Manda and said, "Who is hiding with you?"

Manda said: "Why did you turn into a statue to lie to me?"

"It's either me or my idol. It's just that the power to maintain the idol is not enough. At the same time, only one person can see the idol."

Only one person can be there at a time? What is this concept?

Girl Tian Ping said: "My name is engraved on Mount Olympia, and my temple is here. This is not Mount Olympia, so it cannot provide stable power, so my statue cannot bear too much gaze. Can you understand?"

Manda shook her head and said, "I don't understand."

"Can't you pretend to understand if you don't understand? Do you have to find accurate answers to everything? Bring your woman and follow me!"

Girl Tianping took Manda through the garden behind the front hall and came to the back hall.

The size of the apse hall is similar to that of the front hall. It also has majestic columns and complicated cloisters, but it lacks altars and other furnishings.

Kunta rushed down from the corridor on the second floor and shouted excitedly: "You are finally back. When I woke up, God said you would come tonight, and I have been waiting until now."

Manda said angrily: "Since you're awake, why didn't you tell me with a charm?"

Kunta whispered: "God doesn't let me use your spell. He said that in his temple, other gods' spells are not allowed to be used."

Miss Tian Ping knocked on Kunta's forehead: "What? Do you think I'm too restrictive?"

Kunta secretly stuck out his tongue at Manda, and Tian Ping hugged Sanjila from behind Manda.

"Does it hurt? Don't be afraid. Take a deep breath. This is the first time."

Sanjila exclaimed: "Am I going to have a baby?"

"What a beautiful idea!" Tian Ping pointed at Manda and said, "Your man is very special. If you want to give him a child, you are not qualified enough."

Manda was startled: "What qualifications do you need to have children? Zeus and mortals gave birth to so many children!"

"You are different from Zeus!" Tian Ping didn't explain any more. She touched Sanjila's belly and said with a smile, "It hurts, right? Who told you not to come to me earlier? I just know that you should listen to your man. Good-for-nothing woman, if you come earlier, you will suffer a lot less."

After saying that, the scales pressed hard on Sanjila's stomach. Sanjila screamed in pain and began to vomit violently.

This time I vomited it out, but it wasn't food, but large swaths of sand.

After Sanjila spit it out, the sand turned into a mound as tall as a person.

Did she eat so much dirt? Where does this soil come from?

Miss Tian Ping clapped her hands and said, "It's okay, you can go and don't disturb me for the next two days!"

She issued an eviction order, but Manda refused to leave.

"Tell me first where this silt comes from?"

Tian Ping lowered his eyes and said, "Why should I tell you?"

Manda grabbed a handful of sand and smelled it. Sanjila blushed and said, "Don't smell it, this is too..."

Sanjila was embarrassed, but Manda didn't mind, the smell of vomit wasn't that bad.

Manda smelled another smell in the mud.

He grabbed a handful of sand and brought it to Sanjila's nose. Sanjila sniffed it and exclaimed: "Olympia!"

That's right, the breath of Olympia. Why did Sangela spit out the dirt of Olympia?

Girl Tian Ping smiled and said: "Didn't you just come back from Mount Olympia? Did you eat dirt when you were on the mountain?"

Of course you won’t eat dirt, so why should you eat dirt?

Manda remembered a detail. When treating Hermes and Hema's injuries, Hema mentioned the smell of dust twice.

There was indeed a bit of dusty smell when using the soul repair technique of the girl in the balance, but in Pan's secret room at that time, the smell was much stronger than usual.

Manda was very nervous at the time and thought Sanjila was using too much force. But now it seems that things are not that simple.

"Did you take advantage of Sanjila?" Manda looked at the girl Tian Ping.

"Don't talk about taking advantage, it's just fair trade." Miss Tian Ping responded with a charming smile.

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