Temple of Truth

Chapter 56

"I'm staying back, running around with all the ants was enough for me." Fatty said, when Wu Xi was stuffing his notebook back into his backpack. He hummed in response, showing that he had heard him.

Zhang, who was already on his feet – waiting for him to get ready to go – didn't even move.

Who knows what Fatty was up to, he thought, he was probably just putting his feet up a bit – or he was scared that they would also put him to work.

Wu Xi had the intellectual and nice of the guide thing going for him – and who ever thought they could tell Zhang how to behave couldn't be helped any more. But Fatty had nothing like that, so he probably just kept a safety distance to the place where the heavy lifting was going on.

If Wu Xi wouldn't just be going to get a quick look at the place and the situation, he probably would have dragged Fatty along.

Wu Xi and Zhang moved to the side of the camp, where all the discussions would take place and waited for his uncle to pick them up.

Along the way – he wasn't entirely sure where exactly, Zhang had put the ant back down on the ground and let it run free again. Wu Xi wouldn't need to be frightened of it's sting, knowing he still had Zhangs blood on his clothing – so even if the ants would run wild again – they would instinctively avoid him.

Thinking about the ant attack made him remember all the happenings he had yet to note down in his book. Yesterday he hadn't been in the mood to do anything in the evening. So, today he probably should put everything that had happened in the last forty-eight hours on paper – else he might forget some details.

He would at least need to jot the map and the translation he had done down, and then. Wu Xi glanced in the direction he knew Zhang was in – he was somewhat still worried. If he had the feeling that Zhang was still in a bad mood he would try to cheer him up – properly.

But for now both of them were quietly waiting for his uncle to arrive and pick them up.

His uncle didn't say much, when he finally appeared. The silence between them was quite unusual. It seemed like both of them would normally use every chance to chat – but at the moment both of them were lost in their own thoughts.

So they quietly climbed the rumble leaving the campsite. While they moved, Wu Xi tried to reconstruct the main part of this sight in his mind.

The camp was probably a bit to the left of the main entrance. Then the place Zhang had shown him – with the stone carvings had probably been the right-side hall, a ejected building for foreigners to wait. The main building – or highest pile of rubble – would be decorated in the sign of that serpent with it's mother appearance probable.

Wu Xi had yet to search that place for any carvings, paintings or broken parts of statues.

He was still sure that what had been found earlier had been part of a side chamber for guests. The main temple would never show the importance of the people as much. Putting the prestress in the limelight as much as they did, it was probably done for foreigners to see.

The place his uncle lead them to, would then be at the back of the temple. There was a smaller cliff side Wu Xi hadn't noticed before, with quite a bit of rubble being piled against it.

He could already see a number of mercenaries working mostly to the right side of the hill closer to the rock.