Chapter 645: Greed

And on the rock he leaned on, there was a strange metal roulette wheel, which shone brightly in the sun's rays. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Baozhu Zhuoma covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Is that the resurrection of the Living Buddha?"

The team members walked over there and saw that the figure was indeed a real person! He was dressed in thin clothes, his eyes were closed, he was motionless, and his body was covered in snow.

"Hey, brother, are you alright?" asked one of them.

"I'm afraid I've frozen to death if I wear so little!" Wu Jian said: "The current temperature is minus forty-nine degrees. ”

"It's a shame. One sighed, "I finally made it to the top of the mountain, but I died here." But why is he wearing so little, and there is no search and rescue team to come to his rescue?"

Ye Xiang was running his mana at this time, just like a martial arts master who had reached a critical time of cultivation, he couldn't easily stop, otherwise there would be a threat of going mad. So he didn't open his mouth to speak, and when the people saw this, they decided that he was dead.

Baozhu Zhuoma looked at Ye Xiang again, and saw that his face was like a living person, and his treasure was solemn. She was surprised: "He must be a guru who has been reincarnated, so he chose to die here!"

In Tibet, the attained monks are called masters, and as long as they are teachers, everyone will willingly worship him and have a noble status.

Baozhu Zhuoma hurriedly bowed down in front of Ye Xiang, reciting Tibetan, probably saying words like rest. After speaking, she carefully helped Ye Xiang sweep away the snow on her body.

At this time, those foreigners noticed the compass behind Ye Xiang and studied it with great interest. Even the three Huaxia people are no exception.

"What kind of treasure is this? It looks like it's worth a lot!" Wu Jian said excitedly.

Another Chinese person also said happily: "It's not a cultural relic, I heard that some of the ritual weapons brought by Tibetan monks are old and have been passed down from generation to generation." If you sell it to those local tyrant believers, you can sell it for tens of millions!"

Even a few foreigners were impressed, and they exchanged ideas and decided to find a way to bring the compass back.

Baozhu Zhuoma shouted, "You can't touch his things. ”

The thirty-year-old Chinese male team member smiled and said: "Little sister, he has passed away, let's take this magic weapon back to enjoy the incense offering, it is also a kind of inheritance!"

Wu Jian also said: "Yes, Baozhu, you see, we went through a lot of hardships to reach the top of the mountain, and this thing appeared, which is the arrangement of God, the will of the Buddha, the big deal, we will find a way to bury him and hold a ceremony." ”

Baozhu Zhuoma still insisted: "No, you can't take away the master's things, he chose to die here, and he didn't put the magic weapon in the temple, he must have wanted the magic weapon to accompany him." ”

The three Huaxia were persuading Baozhu Zhuoma, but the foreigners didn't care about this, they always decided to take this compass with them, saying that they would go back to study, and even they directly promised to give a few Huaxia people a large sum of money, only asking them to keep it secret.

At present, Wu Jian and the others did not give up, Baozhu Zhuoma still stubbornly stopped them, and as a result, Wu Jian was stopped, and the rest of the people took the compass down, tied it with a rope, and prepared to find a way to get it down the mountain.

Baozhu Zhuoma was so angry that she burst into tears, and she said, "You Guru will definitely be angry if you do this." ”

One man laughed and said, "What's the teacher? Besides, he's already dead." ”

Wu Jian comforted: "Baozhu, you must be mistaken, you imagine, how can he climb to such a high place alone?

"Look at him, he has so little clothes on his body, and he doesn't bring any equipment, it must be that the team members who came with him took the things on his body away, this magic weapon, because it is too heavy, they didn't bring it, so this magic weapon is not a master's thing, it's just an ordinary piece of iron. ”

Even though Jewel Dolma didn't believe what he said, what could she do if they had to take it away?

The mountaineers began to descend the mountain with a compass, as the saying goes, it is easier to go up than to go down, and this is especially true on Mount Everest.

Baozhu Zhuoma was sullen along the way, trying her best to persuade the team members to return their things, but they ignored them.

Ye Xiang knows all this, he is not in a hurry, he has no good impression of this group of people, especially those Chinese people, who actually damage the dignity and goods of the Chinese people for the sake of interests, it is really a traitorous act.

Although the compass is heavy, it looks like a treasure, so they would rather struggle than put it down.

However, the compass is always moving, which seems to be very magical, and experienced mountaineers know that it is impossible to speak loudly on the snow-capped mountains.

Sound vibrations can cause avalanches, and in the face of natural disasters such as avalanches, human beings cannot resist them, and under the energy fluctuations of the compass, the ice and snow on the summit of Mount Everest also have a slight vibration.

Ye Xiang had also encountered a small piece of ice and snow falling off when he came up before, but with Ye Xiang's strength, there was naturally no danger. For these ordinary people, it's different.

The team members have climbed down for about a thousand meters, and have already crossed the most dangerous stage, and they are resting in place because of physical exhaustion.

Suddenly, someone wondered, "Did you hear anything?"

"Sound?" one nodded, "It seems to be a little sound, rumbling, like thunder." ”

At this moment, a foreigner screamed frantically and shouted, "Snow Slide!"

"What?" everyone knew what the phrase meant, and they looked upwards, and sure enough, they saw a torrent of white rolling from above.

The white ice and snow on the original mountain peaks seemed to be transformed into thousands of horses at this moment, galloping down, trying to swallow them!

Faced with this situation, the players were all scared and stupid. They were standing on a slope with a cliff face below, and there was no way to avoid an avalanche!

Wu Jian shouted: "No, why am I so unlucky!"

The people next to him shouted, "Immortals, Bodhisattvas, God, Jesus, whoever it is, come and save us!"

A few foreigners also screamed hysterically, but there were no gods or Buddhas to save them.

Only Baozhu Zhuoma was unusually calm, she knelt on the snowy mountain, and said, "It must be our actions that have offended the Guru, and the mountain gods and ghosts have come to punish us." ”

She prayed, "May our lives calm your anger and stop hurting other people." ”

Sometimes, these people of faith are both puzzling and admirable, and at the last moment of her life, she still thinks of others.

Unstoppable snow rolled over them, and a few small figures seemed insignificant in front of the forces of nature, and disappeared in an instant.