The fat man's expression was relieved.
I don't think he can be blamed for this.
It's good that he didn't burst his bladder after holding it in for so long.
I saw the fat man winking at me.
The way we communicated was incomprehensible to outsiders.
Only I could understand that he was asking me what I should do now that I had been discovered.
I pointed at the top and motioned the fat man to climb to the top of the red pillar, then climb up a little further and wait for my signal to attack.
Then I also changed my angle behind the pillar, and the Sin-Eating Hungry Ghost had followed the scent.
I hid behind a pillar and could see clearly that this guy's mouth was covered in blood.
Its face looked like a cat's head, even closer to a leopard.
Its body shape was slightly closer to a human shape, except that it could not walk upright.
I watched it secretly and felt that it looked very much like a muskrat commonly seen in Tibet, but it didn't look like a black kitten like an ordinary muskrat.
Not only was it much larger, but it was also all white.
There are legends in the mainland that when some beasts live for a long time, their hair turns white like humans.
But I didn’t want to think any more at this time.
The white devil-like sin-eating Balu had already arrived under the red pillar where the fat man was, and carefully sniffed the urine stains shed by the fat man.
Since the fat man peed through his pants, The smell on his body was stronger.
Sin-eating Balu felt that the smell was stronger from above, so he wanted to look up.
I thought that if this guy looked up and saw the fat man above, our plan of a surprise attack would be in vain, so I leaned out from behind the pillar and suddenly shouted to Sin-eating Balu: "Hey, have you ever seen anyone urinating in the open?"
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The white-furred sin-eating Balu was startled by the sudden sound and turned around.
His eyes were like two flashes of lightning in the moonlight.
I said to myself: "Your eyes are bright enough.
Let's see if there is such a thing."
Bright."
He raised his hand and raised the wolf-eye flashlight, and the strong beam of light shined directly into Sin-eating Balu's eyes.
The wolf eye can not only be used for lighting and aiming, but it also has the biggest characteristic.
When illuminated from the front at close range, it can cause blindness to the naked eye in an instant.
The eyes of some animals are very sensitive to light sources.
Because of this, they can see their surroundings clearly in the dark.
The more so, the more intense the reaction will be when they are illuminated by the wolf's eye beam at a close distance.
Sin-eating Balu was caught in the crosshairs and immediately lost his sight, making a series of strange noises like an old mountain owl.
This move can be done once, but not again.
Seeing the opportunity, I shouted to the fat man on the pillar: "What are you waiting for?
Hurry up and bombard me physically."
The fat man listened to my signal, closed his eyes and jumped down from above, hitting Sin Eater Balu firmly.
If an ordinary person received this blow, the fat man would spit out his intestines from his mouth, but this beast The sin-eating Balu is not there at all Almost as he struggled to get up, the fat man shouted: "Commander Hu, our trick isn't working anymore, this guy is so damn strong."
Before he could finish his words, he was already thrown off, and the fat man rolled on the spot.
He dodged the sharp claws of Sin-Eating Balu who pounced blindly.
We wanted to take advantage of its temporary loss of vision to escape, but the location was not good.
The exit to the Dharma Protector Temple was blocked by it.
If we want to get out of Guge King City, we can only go down the mountain through this road.
The other exit of the Reincarnation Temple is a broken wall that has been eroded by wind and rain.
It is more than ten meters high.
It is absolutely impossible to get down in a hurry.
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If we continue to attack, we have no weapons.
We don’t care about using it like the five heroes of Langya Mountain.
He fought against the stone, but he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat it, and when its eyes recovered, it would lose the opportunity.
I glanced around a few times, already thinking about it, I waved to the fat man, pointed at the black iron door in the secret cave, and closed the iron door to block it out.
The two of them didn't dare to make a sound and quietly moved toward the secret cave.
But we overlooked one thing.
Although the sin-eating hungry ghost's eyes were dazzled by the bright light of the wolf's eyes, this guy still had a sense of smell.
Sensitive, the smell of urine on the fat man has simply become our locator.
Sin-Eating Balu had recovered from the panic that had blinded him just now.
It seemed to get furious when it saw a living person, and came towards the fat man.
When the fat man and I saw that something was not going well, we ran away, but the moonlight was blocked by our bodies, and it was pitch black in front of us.
I stumbled over the broken wall, stretched out my hands on the ground, and wanted to get up and continue running, but felt There was something furry under his right hand.
He picked it up and saw that it was a black muskrat.
The fat man followed me recklessly.
I fell to the ground and staggered him.
I grabbed the fat man's collar and struggled to get up from the ground.
I saw two cold lights flashing behind me.
The sin-eating Balu's eyes had recovered.
I raised my hand and aimed the little muskrat at it and threw it out.
It reached out to grab it, squeezed it with five fingers, and immediately crushed the muskrat to death, threw it into its mouth and started chewing it.
I think this guy, who may be a zombie or a beast, probably has a habit of not eating living things until they are dead.
Although the ruins of the royal city seem to be filled with the silence of death, there are many creatures that move at night or in the dark, including muskrats, snow spiders and the like.
If you pressed a snow spider just now, you may have been poisoned.
The depth of the cave behind the black iron door was unknown, but it was the only way out, so I could only make up my mind and hide in first.
The fat man and I retreated into the inside of the iron door.
Without even caring about what the space behind the door looked like, we hurriedly closed the iron door with our backhand.
When the fat man saw the structure of the iron door, he immediately complained loudly.
The door opened from the outside, and there was no latch at all.
Moreover, it was impossible to hold the door with his body, so he could only pull it back without using any force.
While we were talking, the iron door was pulled open by a huge force from outside.
The fat man and I used all our strength to slam down the two doors.
The fat man said to me: "This trick doesn't work, Commander Hu, do you have an emergency backup plan?"
I said to the fat man: "There is a plan B.
Since we can't escape and we can't stop it, then let's go play bastards with it and fight to the death."
The fat man said: "You told me earlier that I should have taken action when it was out of sight.
Now I will let it go.
We are both willing to fight.
Beheading is just a blow to the wind.
Go out and fight with it."
"As he said that, he let go and opened the door.
I quickly stopped the fat man and said, "When did you become so honest?
Didn't I just say this?
We have to retain our strength and cannot confront this kind of thing head-on."
I kicked the two iron chains on the ground with my feet.
When I ran in, I pulled them in from the outside.
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These two iron chains were originally locked with the silver-eyed Buddha statue outside the door and were used to fix the iron door.
Now that they were pulled in backwards by me, it was like giving them to them.
Two force arms are added to close the iron door.
But I never thought about closing the iron door from the inside to block the sin-eating Balu from the outside.
The iron door is a ready-made clamping stick.
I told the fat man that we would leave a gap in the door for a while.
No matter which part of the guy sticks in, just wrap the chain around your waist and fall back as hard as you can.
Don't leave any room for mercy and crush him to death.
The sin-eating Balu outside the door didn't give us more time to make detailed arrangements.
It stretched its claws into the crack of the door and opened the door to a large crack, and stretched out its head and one arm.
The timing was perfect.
The fat man and I shouted at the same time: "Ula!"
We used all our brute strength to protrude the muscles and bones, pull the iron chain, and quickly tighten the iron door.
The sound of crunching bones was heard.
The sin-eating Balu was in pain.
It wanted to struggle but couldn't.
Its neck was stuck.
Even with its great strength, it couldn't use it.
But it still didn't give up.
One hand kept scratching at the iron door, and the other half of the arm that reached inside the door was scratching at us out of thin air.
In order to gain enough strength, the fat man picked up the silver-eyed Buddha statue and wrapped the iron chain around his waist.
However, this shortened the distance.
Sin-eating Balu's claws had already reached the fat man's belly, which was just a few millimeters away from disemboweling him.
The danger of the belly.
I quickly took out the lighter and lit it to burn its arm.
Sin-eating Balu was in unbearable pain due to the fire, but he was unable to move and could only cry out in despair.
Fatty and I have been fighting each other since we were young, and our primitive fighting nature was unknowingly aroused at this time.
We must treat the enemy as harshly as winter.
The more the enemy screams in pain, the more energetic we will be.
He didn't give up until the lighter's fuel ran out and the sin-eating Balu was roasted to pieces.
His head and half of his shoulders, which were stuck through the door, were almost pinched in half.
He couldn't die anymore.
Fatty and I had just tried our best.
It was very dangerous to do so at such a high altitude, and it started to become difficult to breathe.
The two of them couldn't move a step, so they lay down on the spot, breathing hard.
I was lying on the ground and smelled no rancid smell here.
If this secret cave is really the hell of the Samsara Sect, then it would be better for us to leave quickly.
God knows if there is anything else here, but I can't help but lose my strength.
If in Walking around rashly while breathing unevenly might cause severe altitude sickness, so I had to turn on the flashlight with one hand and look around.
The space inside the black iron door is covered with bones on the ground, both human and animal.
There are many caves on the walls, some large and some small.
The small ones can allow small animals such as muskrats to crawl, and the big ones are big enough to crawl through.
Hidden horse bears are located very high, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb up.
There is also a cave directly above the head.
The entrance of the cave is very regular and circular, like a shaft.
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It may lead to the palace on the top of the mountain.
Anyone who offends the royal authority will be thrown down from the top by the guards.
I was looking at the terrain when I heard the fat man next to me say to me: "Commander Hu, look at what kind of skin this is."
I wondered: "Whose skin is this?"
I glanced at it and saw that the fat man pulled out a large piece of black fur from under his body.
I took it and looked at it.
It didn't look like Tibetan bear skin, nor did it look like human skin.
It was too hairy, so it might be the skin of a savage.
With a flick of his hand, a human-like skull fell out from the fur, like a half-skull, but the bone layer was surprisingly thick.
It was impossible for anyone to have such thick bones.
When I pinched it with my hand, it was very soft.
It's not like bones.
The fat man and I looked more and more strange.
We looked up with a flashlight and saw that there seemed to be many words densely packed on the skull.
Although they were not the strange words in the Dragon Bone Book, we still couldn't recognize a single word.
The mouth of the skull was much larger than that of a normal person.
After looking at it for a long time, I thought it might be a mask.
Why it was wrapped in this piece of savage fur and thrown into the hell behind the iron gate was something the Fat Man and I couldn't figure out.
Judging from the traces of artificial processing on the fur, I don't know if it is worth anything.
We took a breath for a while and saw more and more little muskrats running around in the corner, so we didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly left the place where the bones were accumulated.
This iron gate was not used to block Sin-eating Balu at all, but to prevent criminals who fell from above from running out of the door.
The several large holes on the sloping roof are for the entry and exit of the sin-eating beasts.
If two more crawl in, it will be difficult to deal with.
The fat man rewrapped the strange mask with the savage fur, held it under his arm, and crawled out of the secret cave with me.
At this time, there was a bright moon in the sky outside, and it was mid-night.
The floor of the Samsara Temple was dripping with blood, including the remains of Adong's bitten limbs.
It was really horrible to look at.
The fat man and I discussed that no matter what you say, he came all the way and don't let his body be exposed here.
But if it is too troublesome to dig a hole and bury it, we might as well throw the remaining bits and pieces of his body into a secret place.
Go into the cave.
The two of us threw Adong's stumps into the black iron door in a hurry, and then put the silver-eyed Buddha statue back.
If you steal something like this, you will definitely get retribution, so let it stay in the secret room.
Then he closed the iron door again, blocked it tightly with residual bricks and rotten wood, and then returned along the original route.
On the way back, the fat man kept sighing and sympathized with Adong's tragic fate: "I discovered a truth, not everyone can be a hero.
Commander Hu, what you said makes sense.
The more critical the moment. , the more you have to dare to act like a bastard.”
I said to the fat man: "You can't always act like a bastard.
The blind man has a saying that is very good.
There are many unintentional disasters in the world.
The dangers in the world are not unique to storms.
In the face of various dangers of different natures, we We must adopt different countermeasures.
Since ancient times, attacking the city is from the bottom and the heart is from the top.
In the future, we must strengthen our ideological propaganda offensive and strive to psychologically disintegrate the enemy."
We were walking and talking, and we were talking endlessly, but suddenly we heard a series of footsteps behind us, as if someone was following us.
I became alert, so I immediately stopped talking and looked back behind me.
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In the silent mountains and forests, the shadows illuminated by the moonlight fell darkly on the ground, and their outlines looked like ferocious beasts.
The wind was howling sadly on the desolate plateau, and the wind was rising.
Maybe it was just an illusion just now.
Although we didn't find anything unusual, we were worried and felt that something was not right, so Fatty and I quickened our pace and hurried back to the fortress where the expedition team camped.
When no one noticed, we got back into our sleeping bags and fell asleep with our heads covered. .
Early the next morning, Uncle Ming asked us if we had seen that bad guy Adong.
Fatty and I shook our heads like rattles, not seeing him.
I said that A Dong might have found it too hard to carry the oxygen tank and could not bear the burden, so he deserted early.
The fat man pretended to be even more evil: "Isn't A Dong in Beijing?
Why are he here?
Uncle Ming, are you too old to be hypoxic?
Hurry up and get intubated."
Uncle Ming had no choice but to ask Peter Huang to search around, but when he saw no results, he stopped interfering.
He was just a follower anyway, and whether he lived or died had nothing to do with the overall situation.
The guide told us that day that we couldn't walk today.
The wind blew most of the night in the middle of the night.
It seemed that there would be heavy rain today.
There are too many yaks in our team.
Yaks on the plateau are not afraid of wolves or Tibetan bears, but they are most afraid of thunder.
If they encounter thunder and lightning on the road, they will definitely run away, so we have to delay for one more day and wait until tomorrow to return to Senger.
Zangbu.
When we thought about it, we already knew the approximate location of Karamir in the Kunlun Mountains.
Even if we reached Karamir, we would still be unable to enter the mountain because the equipment and materials had not arrived yet.
It would take at least half a month before everything was ready. .
Moreover, from the Ngari area to the Kunlun Mountains, it is almost across the Tibetan Plateau.
The journey is long, and there is no need to fight for a day or two, so I stayed in the ruins of the fortress.
Sure enough, before noon, the sky became dark and cloudy, and it finally started to rain.
Everyone drank butter tea and dried it in the castle.
Due to the rain, the air pressure was lower.
Axiang felt that it was difficult to breathe and stayed in the back room to sleep.
The rest of the people discussed the next action plan.
Then the fat man told Uncle Ming and others about his magnificent fighting career, which made those people stunned.
I took the opportunity to call Lama and Shiry Yang into the stone house where I slept.
I took out the savage fur and the paper mask and showed them both.
I also briefly told them what happened last night.
But when telling them about Adong's death, it's best not to tell Uncle Ming, so as not to cause misunderstanding.
He might think that Fatty and I killed Adong for money.
Don't cause trouble yourself.
Shiry Yang was a little angry after hearing this: "You are too courageous.
You dare to go to the ruins of the ancient city late at night to play pranks with your bare hands.
Fortunately, you have been a lieutenant for several years, but you don't look stable at all.
What if something unexpected happens?
manage" I said to Shiry Yang: "A hero does not mention his bravery in the past, but remembers the glorious past.
Last night, including what happened before, has become a small wave in the long river of history.
Let us not dwell on those things that have become objective."
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Existence has passed.
Look at the words on this mask.
Can you identify it?
This is the only thing with words in the Reincarnation Temple.
There are many similarities between the Reincarnation Sect and the Demonic Kingdom’s beliefs.
Maybe there will be some value in it. intelligence."
Shiry Yang said helplessly: "You are so eloquent.
You should not be a soldier.
You should be a lawyer or some kind of politician."
After saying that, he took the mask and looked at it, and said curiously: "This It’s a Bible written in Portuguese.”
In addition to being good at the Dragon-Seeking Technique, I also have a good skill.
If someone asks me some questions that I don't want to answer, I will pretend not to hear them.
So I asked Shiry Yang: "Do you still understand Portuguese?
I asked why this word is written like a bunch of grapes."
Shiry Yang shook his head and said: "I can only understand a little bit, but I am familiar with the Bible.
This must mean that the Bible is not wrong."
With the help of the lama, we can finally conclude that this mask is an image of a demon from the Samsara Sect.
The use of Bibles to make such a terrifying mask may be related to the previous religious conflicts in Tibet.
The fur of the Himalayan savages is a treasure loved by the nobles of ancient Tibet.
It is said that it has the function of keeping warm, and if the body is wrapped in it, it can also be antiseptic.
When the nobles of the royal family like to put it on their backs as a cloak when hunting, it can hide the human scent in the wind; it is also said that this kind of fur can wrap the soul and prevent it from being released.
Shiry Yang wanted to see what the mystery was in this mask, so he peeled off the dry paper pages on the mask layer by layer, and found that there were many zigzag lines drawn on the pages of these Bible books.
There are waterways, mountains, and castle towers on the map, but I don’t know where they are.
Since there is no longer any basis, we can only speculate based on the terrain in the map.
This may be the map of the ancient Xiangxiong Dynasty in the land of the Dapeng Bird, or it may be the map of the Phoenix Palace in Kunlun Mountain, because the ancient The Ge Dynasty had deep connections with these two places and is likely to retain information about these two ancient ruins.
Some foreigners copied it secretly and prepared to hunt for treasures or do other things, but before they could take it out, something unexpected happened.
The man was thrown into hell and fed Sin-eating Balu, while he stole the Bible with the map. , was made into the face of a devil, wrapped in savage fur, and thrown into hell.
But the details are beyond our ability to deduce.
In short, this almost unrecognizable map has certain value.
Shiry Yang was busy repairing the drawings, so I turned around and went out to pour butter tea outside.
At this time, the rain outside had become much lighter, but the thunder was rumbling, and it seemed that more rain was still brewing.
It was dark and heavy as if it was night.
It seemed that it was hard to say whether the weather would clear up tomorrow.
The fat man in the outhouse was sitting by the fire, chatting enthusiastically.
Uncle Ming, Peter Huang, Han Shuna, and the guide named Ji Xiang, Tashi, were all listening with their mouths wide open, listening intently.
I heard the fat man frothing at the mouth and said: "Fat Master, I unloaded eight pieces of the old rice dumpling in the big coffin, buried the head on the roadside, buried the arms and thighs in the east mountain and west mountain respectively, and left a piece of the body in the middle. , and kicked him into the river."
The fat man said to Peter Huang, what kind of prince you are?
Just when the old man came to China, the streets were filled with waist drum troupes to welcome him.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs insisted on letting me go to meet him, but I didn’t have time.
It was too chaotic.
So he fled to the countryside and lived in a haunted house where seventeen people were said to have died.
The fat man has such a temper, he doesn't believe in that, and he will live in a haunted house.
In the evening, I started to count the bright utensils I got back from the old Zongzi.
As soon as I counted them, guess what?
Uncle Ming shook his head and said: "Is there any mistake?
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If you don't tell us, how can you let us guess how many weapons you have taken?"
The fat man said: "Don't mention it.
It's still a bright weapon.
Just halfway through lighting, the door was opened by someone.
The thunder outside came one after another.
The door opened by itself, and something rolled in from the outside.
It was...
The head I buried by the river."
Uncle Ming and others were bored and listened to the fat man talking about mountains.
Although they knew he was talking nonsense, there was thunder outside and the darkness in the abandoned castle made them nervous.
I felt funny in my heart and thought, Fatty, you are really good, just talk about it.
It would be better to scare Uncle Ming out of his heart disease, so that we can have an excuse to go to Karamir to find Longding without these burdens.
I walked to the teapot and just picked up the bowl to pour some tea.
Suddenly I heard a woman's exclamation from inside.
It seemed to be Axiang.
Isn't she sleeping?
At this moment, everyone in the room stood up.
Even Tiebang Lama and Shiry Yang came out.
Everyone was worried that something had happened to Axiang, and when they wanted to go in to see her, they saw Axiang running out barefoot and throwing herself into Uncle Ming's arms.
Uncle Ming quickly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, good girl, what happened?"
A Xiang stared at everyone in the room with a pair of big, dull eyes, and said to Uncle Ming: "Godfather, I'm so scared.
I saw A Dong walking around the room covered in blood."
Others didn't notice anything, but Fatty and I, who knew about A Dong's death, all felt a chill coming from our backs.
At this time, Lama Tiebang stepped forward and said, "He is in the bardo.
He must go to the bardo to die as soon as possible, otherwise he will kill the living people here."
Lama Tiebang said that the bardo body is not a resentful spirit, but better than a resentful spirit.
In Tantra, it is believed that the period after a person dies and before reincarnation is called the bardo.
The lama asked Axiang if he could see where the bardo was now.
Ah Xiang raised her finger tremblingly, and everyone subconsciously took a step back, only to see her finger pointed straight at Tiebang Lama
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