Jun Chengdao's tone at the moment was sincere, and Su Yu was no longer hypocritical, nodded slightly, and exhaled a white breath under the illumination of the moonlight.

Such a magnificent lama temple is in front of it, but at the moment it is quiet and there is no sound. Ran Hong's body trembled in the snowfield, and she and Su Yu both exhaled a white mist, but in such an environment, and then looked at Jun Chengdao's side face in the moonlight, there was a sudden warm current in her heart, which gradually rippled.

The three of them quietly walked up the stairs leading to the lama temple together, this staircase is very long, and the amazing thing is that this staircase is a whole piece, this should be a staircase carved directly on the mountain, Jun Chengdao walked in front, Ran Hong and Su Yu followed behind, and the three of them did not make any sound.

There were so many things that happened throughout the day that Ran Hong felt as if she was in a dream, and then sometimes she wondered how good it would be if this dream could be made a little longer.

This is a bizarre dream, but generally dreams are always so beautiful, people are always reluctant to wake up easily in dreams, and the same is true for Ran Hong, he just wants to sleep like this all the time.

The stone staircase extends upwards for more than 100 meters, and finally comes to a grand door, which has a Sanskrit seal carving, which should be left over from the original trumpet temple.

The inscription on it has been blurred, thinking that it should have been gilded, this temple is like the faith in the hearts of the locals, when the faith is missing little by little, the temple is also broken and missing.

At this moment, Jun Chengdao frowned.

Tonight was too normal, too quiet.

The impermanence of the world is a demon, and if it is too quiet, it must not be a coincidence.

He touched the carving on the door with his hand, and although it was so old that it was impossible to discern what was on it with the naked eye.

But Jun Chengdao thought that such an old thing should be respected, and only after a few breaths did he slowly exhale a turbid breath and gently pushed the door open.

The door was pushed open with a rattling sound.

The inside of the gate is very wide, and the floor is paved with stone tiles, if you build these substantial tiles on such a high mountain. Then when it is sent up from the ground, the process must be extremely complicated and cumbersome, which is the wisdom of the ancients.

The stone floor tiles laid in the lama temple are used for Buddhist services, so there is a clear water pond in the middle of these floor tiles.

There is also a Tang style pavilion on the side of the pool, which should be the product of the blending of culture and Han culture on the borderland, there is a plaque on the bottle, it should be made by the predecessors, there are three big characters engraved on it, the pavilion of washing the heart.

Su Yu followed behind Jun Chengdao, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and inhaled a breath of spiritual energy, this is a fortune, at this moment, the three of them are walking, there is no sound at all, everyone is quiet, dare not speak.

Jun Chengdao walked to the edge of the Washing Heart Pavilion, Su Yu followed closely behind him, and the water in the pool was like a mirror, reflecting the bright moon.

Jun Chengdao stood on the edge of the pool and looked into the water, he was looking at his shadow falling into the water, which looked a little mottled and blurred in the moonlight, his eyes rippled in the water, like leaves sinking under the water, lonely, cold.

Probably because this place is too close to the sky, the air has become very thin, the fallen leaves fall in the lake, and they do not deteriorate quickly, and there are many leaves in the water, which are still so fresh.

Ran Hong had stepped forward at this moment and quietly stood on the edge of Jun Chengdao, of course, this was deliberate, the water surface was rippling like this, Chen Bo was like a mirror, reflecting the deep affection in Ran Hong's heart.

At the edge of the pool, the ground is paved with fine white sand, and the sand is also white, and on the snowy mountains at night, you can't tell which is snow and which is sand.

The side of the pool is not just this path, which divides the pool into two sides. The pool was connected to an extremely long wall, which was part of the mountain, and there was ice on it, probably because of the night, but it was too cold.

In fact, there is some thin ice in the water, probably because the water is so clear, it does not make the water of this pool muddy, or even hazy.

Looking at the corner of the wall, there is also a circular arch with Tang style at one end, probably leading to the main hall of the inner courtyard, if it is not occupied by the Talun God Cult, it must be an extremely clean place.

This ancient lama temple has been forgotten, but from its architectural layout and its murals and seal carvings, you can still see its residual solemnity, but unfortunately it has lost the power of faith, these things are always so vulnerable.

Walking towards the inner courtyard, you can see that many buildings have been destroyed by the Cult of Talon. There are probably a small number of buildings that exist today.

Even the red walls were painted into black walls, Buddha statues in twos and threes, severed heads, broken arms, and some had fallen to the ground. They were abandoned, enduring the wind and sun on this snow-capped mountain.

The original solemnity and sacredness have long since ceased to exist in them, and now these gods may be the poor beggars, and the people who ask can still give her a shred of faith.

Jun Chengdao is not interested in these.

He had stood taller than all the gods on the surface.

He is the truth, he is the rule, he is the supreme great being, willing to endure thousands of years of loneliness for this world.

It's just that seeing these today, it gave him some slight feelings, in fact, he will also think, maybe these are the right ones to be stable and peaceful.

Now Jun Chengdao, I don't know which world he is, his stay on the earth is too short, all his memories of the earth are reminiscing, but in these thousands of years, he has no friends.

He had only one friend, and it was himself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, these were not things he should be thinking about now, while the moonlight was still there, he slowly and quietly pushed open the door of the main hall.

It was dark behind the door, and when it was pushed open, the moonlight shone in, the only light, but it was still invisible on either side.

This is what Ran Hong and Su Yu saw, Jun Chengdao has opened the eye of heaven, his eyes are slightly shining with a fine light that is not noticed by others, he can see those things in the depths of darkness, which are terrifying and desperate.

The deepest depths of the darkness were full of corpses, dried corpses without the slightest trace of blood.

Cyan, purple, black, that's all the color of these chilled corpses.

When these people were alive, they must not have thought that they would die like this.

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