Lin Tao thought while rubbing the barley noodles, and suddenly Lin Tao remembered the mural in the tomb of King Dian, the scene of a team of soldiers carrying a giant cocoon on the snow, could it be that the child herding the cow saw the same group of soldiers, if the time is right, then it can be determined that the mural is depicting a real thing, but unfortunately Uncle Dan did not say the approximate time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It would be nice to know which soldiers were doing what, and at that time, on the mural of the tomb of King Dian, the last Danshi who was holding a blue-eyed green toad in his hand looked at what it meant.

This time I came to the Glacier Rift, it was completely unexpected by Lin Tao, after thinking about it carefully, the tomb of the King of Dian has a very direct relationship with the Dead City of the Rift, and it is very likely to be related to the secret that existed between the first master of the Hundred Poison Gate and the King of Dian.

Lin Tao was eating tsampa, but saw the beautiful Tibetan proprietress coming over with a plate of beef, and came to Lin Tao: "Just now someone said that he wanted to invite you to eat beef." With that, he smiled and walked away.

"Who is so kind to invite me to eat beef, am I so handsome that I attract a little Tibetan girl?" Lin Tao narcissistically muttered while eating beef. Suddenly, I found a note pressed under the plate.

Lin Tao seemed to have a phobia of paper notes, fine sweat appeared on his face in an instant, he lowered his head, looked around secretly, and made sure that no one was looking at him, so he quickly pulled the note into his hand, unfolded the note under the table with one hand, and spread it on his lap: Sweet Tea House is waiting for you.

After reading it, Lin Tao immediately stood up in shock, looked left and right in the whole restaurant, but did not find any suspicious people, and the proprietress didn't seem to be frightened by Lin Tao's action, so she hurriedly walked over and asked, "What's wrong, sweating." ”

The handwriting on the paper Lin Tao is very familiar, it is really the handwriting that left a note for himself on the plane and in the hotel in Lhasa, has he been following himself all the time, will he also follow into the dead city of the rift? Why didn't I find out, and I left a note for myself to see myself when I was alone. Lin Tao thought uneasily, and it took a long time for him to react.

Hearing that the proprietress kept asking herself in front of her, and the whole restaurant was looking at this side with strange eyes, Lin Tao smirked awkwardly, sat back on the felt, grabbed the tsamba in the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth.

Looking at the appearance of the proprietress just now, she is definitely not the person who left a note for herself, and she has lived here for a long time and has not been able to contact the people of the hundred poison gates, so the person who asked her to hand over the note must have been in the restaurant just now, and it happened that she came, so she left a note for herself, but she has not noticed any suspicious people, it seems that she is really not in danger and relaxed her vigilance, and she must put her vigilance first at any time in the future to ensure her safety.

The second possibility is that the person followed him to the restaurant, wrote a note and handed it to the proprietress to ask her to pass it on to me, but what was his purpose, why did he remind me of the danger on the plane and in Lhasa, but he never showed up, and now he wants to see me again, and this person knows the danger of this trip, he must have known part of the plan of the Hundred Poison Gate, which shows that this person either has some channels and means to know the plan of the Hundred Poison Gate, or he is a traitor to the Hundred Poison Gate or the old man. I don't want the cooperation between the two sides to succeed, and deliberately leak secrets to myself.

Lin Tao was thinking about whether to go to this Hongmen banquet or not, if he wanted to tell himself that the matter of the Hundred Poison Gate was fine, but if he wanted to arrest himself like the people of the Hundred Poison Gate, then this trip would definitely be a life of death.

After sitting and struggling for a long time, Lin Tao got up, looked at the people around him and didn't seem to care much about what happened just now, and all of them sat and ate their own things. Lin Tao hurriedly walked to the side of the proprietress, pretended to pay again, and actually asked in a calm whisper: "Boss, is there a sweet teahouse around here, I want to drink tea." ”

After the proprietress took the money, she thought for a while and said: "There is no sweet tea house near here, I know that there is a good home in Lhasa, but we have a small place here, and there is no one." After hearing this, Lin Tao walked out of the restaurant in frustration, it seems that there is no chance for this trip.

But I thought about it, even if I couldn't go and couldn't get the news, but I could ensure safety, and after thinking about it, I was full anyway, so I walked in the direction of the small clinic.

"Wait, wait." Lin Tao had just walked a few steps when he heard the voice of the proprietress behind him.

Lin Tao stopped and looked at the proprietress who was chasing him and asked, "What's wrong." ”

"I just remembered that there was an old teahouse in the old alley next to our restaurant, and I forgot about it, just on the edge of the alley over there." The proprietress apologized to Lin Tao embarrassedly on the side.

After Lin Tao thanked the proprietress, he quickly rushed to the mouth of the alley she said, and sure enough, a piece of wood stretched out from the mouth of the alley, and the sign of this cup was hung on it. Lin Tao walked in along the alley.

This is an old alley, and unlike the cement road outside, it is all paved with stones quarried from the mountains, and it has been smooth and translucent for many years.

I walked down the deep alley to the door of this teahouse, and on the door hung a sign that had lost its paint: Sweet Tea. It's quiet around, and I don't know how many years it has been open. Lin Tao took a look around before he mustered up the courage to walk in.

The light in the hall was slightly dim, and it was not very clear to see, which made Lin Ta feel sullen, and after walking a few steps, he found that the inside of this sweet tea house was still very large, and there were some old Tibetans sitting scattered and drinking sweet tea and smoking big cigarettes, not caring about Lin Tao's gaze at all.

Lin Tao found a place to sit down, and at this time a Tibetan aunt led a faded thermos and walked over, took out a glass from the apron in front of her, and poured a cup of milk tea for Lin Tao.

After a drink, Lin Tao didn't find any more suspicious people in the hall, and no one came to look for him, but the note clearly said that they met here, could it be that he was released by someone, or was this also a trap waiting for him to drill in.

Thinking of this, Lin Tao's heart began to be worried, and he looked left and right in a cramped and restless manner, and was about to get up to leave, when the Tibetan aunt who was carrying a thermos pot came over again, took Lin Tao's three cents and said in jerky Chinese: "Go this way, go out." With that, he turned and walked towards the hall.

Lin Tao was pondering the meaning of this Tibetan aunt, when he saw that she had already walked away, and hurriedly followed.

Walking through the hall, Lin Tao followed the Tibetan aunt into the kitchen, a large pot was boiling milk, and the tempting aroma made Lin Tao snort in his heart. After a few steps, the aunt went upstairs.