In the center of the bottom of the tower, there is a rectangular stone platform similar to a coffin, and the four sides of the stone platform are carved with tigers, sacred cows, elephants, and sheepdogs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Surrounding the stone slab is a large pot-shaped fire-holding utensil that circles around the bottom of the tower, and seems to have been used for ceremonies.

The Kushi got the firewood out of nowhere, and they illuminated the entire base of the Tower of Silence in a dim light, looking very sacred. The flame was not extinguished, the firewood and hay were burning, and a faint fragrance permeated the bottom of the tower.

The treasure was lying on the ground, and the little Taoist priest took out the Taoist potion. Kushi and You Chi looked at the little Taoist priest intently, their eyes were strange, as if they had some secret hidden in their hearts.

Baocai's face turned purple-gray, his teeth chattered, his eyes gradually faded, and I was afraid that he would go to sleep and talk to him on the side. And he closed his eyes for a while, and suddenly opened his eyelids for a while, and he worked very hard. I wiped away the cold sweat that kept breaking out on his forehead, and the little Taoist priest poured the potion of exorcism into his mouth unhurriedly, and then took the wine prepared by Liu Siniang from the ancestor for him to drink, and the treasure choked on a sip, and after a while, his whole body convulsed

I saw that the situation was wrong, so I looked at the little Taoist priest at a loss and said, "What's wrong with him?"

At this moment, Baocai's chest rose and fell, and he suddenly spit out a few mouthfuls of thick black blood, his body was tossed, almost no strength, and after a long breath, he closed his eyes again, and I called out faintly: "Liu Baocai?"

The little Taoist priest stood up and said, "It doesn't matter, the yin poison has been expelled, let him rest." ”

When I heard this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and the little Taoist priest turned around and looked at You Chi and the library master, and said coldly: "Bother the two of you to tell me what kind of place this is, and how do you know that there is a secret passage in the well that can lead to this tower?"

What the little Taoist priest asked was exactly what I wanted to know, his eyes were locked on them, You Chi's expression flashed a trace of unnaturalness, but the library master calmly raised his eyes and said to the little Taoist: "If you don't ask, I will also explain." ”

It turned out that this place, as the ancestors said before, was the territory of the "Fire Zoroastrianism", which slowly fell in the baptism of sand and dust for a hundred years, and finally fell into disuse.

It was also a coincidence that Kushi found out about it, he went to the Western Regions a year ago, but he encountered a sandstorm and lost his way. Walking and walking, we arrived at this place. When he was lost, he had no food or water with him, so he searched the ruins. He saw the well, and finally entered the interior of the Tower of Silence by chance, so this time he was lost, he was able to escape, and he also lost the last distress, and Yuchi was found and saved by him halfway.

He said it lightly, basically avoiding the important and trivializing. I secretly pondered, thinking that the people of Yeshanmen had been here for more than ten days, and they must have looked for water sources everywhere, and it was impossible for them not to discover the existence of this well, but only the library master discovered the mystery of the well and found the mechanism to enter the tower, which was too coincidental.

I looked at the tower and thought to myself: although the wind and sand are strong outside, you don't necessarily have to hide in this place, after all, this is a sacred place for people to hold funerals. The Ancestor Gang also said that the rituals of the 'Fire Zoroastrianism' are very elaborate, and according to their tradition, only corpse collectors can enter the Tower of Silence. I don't think this tradition is unaware of as a local librarian...... But as Bao Cai said before, we are poor, and it is impossible for the treasurer to keep an eye on our possessions, and we do not know each other, and he has no reason to harm us.

The problem comes to a point where it's like you know that person has killed someone, but you don't know what his motive is. While he was talking to the little priest, I kept staring into his eyes. When I was a child, I watched a TV series about psychology, and there was a line in it: "If you don't see a person's heart, you can just stare into that person's eyes." However, I stared at the library master for a long time, but he still maintained that calm appearance, without a trace of discomfort. I glanced at the old ancestor, and asked the old ancestor to believe the words of the master of the treasury, he would definitely not be as dull as he is now, and he still pinched his chin, obviously he also had doubts about this person.

There are ancestors who have seen strong winds and waves here, and I don't need to get into a problem and have a headache. Now that I see Baocai's face gradually improving, my heart is a lot more relieved. Looking up at the big round roof, I thought that the shallow well was just across from us, and I don't know how many corpses had piled up on it...... Thinking about this makes me feel uncomfortable.

Wang Bajian had never seen such a building, and I knew that his hands were slippery, and I was afraid that he would do something inappropriate in this place, so he followed him closely, but this place is basically a place where people go to the tower, and there is nothing valuable to take.

At this time, the old ancestor and the little Taoist priest were meditating in place, while the Kushi and You Chi were talking in the local dialect, and they both laughed when they were interested.

There is an indescribable gap between us outsiders and two locals, and this gap is slowly amplified by this sandstorm.

After a thrilling night, all the anxiety was defeated by the trapped god, I fell asleep in a daze, dreaming that my family in Hangzhou was crying because of my disappearance, and I couldn't help but have a sour nose. I have four elderly elders in my family, and I am their precious nephew and grandson, so how can they withstand my disappearance?

This dream disturbed me and I couldn't sleep anymore, I sighed softly, at this time, everyone was already resting, Baocai was in a coma, so he didn't snore, Wang Bajian and the ancestor also knew each other this time, both of them slept very quietly, but their breathing was a little heavy.

The Tower of Silence was very strange in this seclusion, because I was a little suspicious, so I always felt cold on my back, and I pulled the cloak up, but I still felt hairy. Now there is only a lamp on the edge of the stone platform still faintly lit, I thought to myself: "There are so many braziers here that can be used to light a fire, why do you want to find such a small lampstand, now that there are so many flames, it is better not to light it......" Just as I complained, the firelight suddenly flickered, as if there was some dark wind in the tower that was mischievous. I thought to myself, "It's not that smart, is it? Could it be that this flame senses my displeasure and fights with me?" I swallowed, and it seemed that in this kind of place, there should not be too many distractions. ”

Although the space inside the tower is large, it is closed on all sides, and only five stone steps lead to the top of the tower, where there are five closed doors carved with holy fire. I felt uneasy, as if I had entered an old mansion with an attic that had been dusty for a long time, and I was living in the room below the attic. When I sleep at night, there is a "creaking" sound from above, which is creepy and imaginative.

Even though the big guys are here, I don't know why I feel so uncomfortable here, and fear is getting deeper and deeper into my bone marrow step by step. At this moment, the fire in the space suddenly went out in the flickering light and darkness...... My heart "chuckled", and a thought flashed through my mind: "The fire will not be extinguished suddenly, unless there is wind, or there is not enough oxygen, although it cannot be said that there is air circulation here, but it will not cause the fire to be extinguished instantly." Then there are only two other possibilities, one is that the fire was extinguished by something unknown, and the other is artificial...... But just now I squinted slightly, and I didn't see any of us getting up...... "I sighed deeply in my heart, just now I complained that the flame on the lamppost was small, and now there is no light at all, and I can't see my fingers, it's really terrifying!"

My heart was beating wildly, I didn't dare to make a sound, at this time, I wanted everyone to be awake, and I wouldn't be so afraid, but the ancestors slept like dead pigs, and I was alone in the dark, and I couldn't help but panic. (To be continued.) )