I hurriedly rushed in and shouted: Second master, uncle, where are you?

The ancestor followed behind me unhurriedly, and I don't know how stable the ancestor is in his heart, and he doesn't panic when he encounters anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a momentary pause. The second master's weak voice suddenly came from the southeast corner.

"Abu—" he boweled.

The voice was weak, as if it was about to die, and I hurried towards the southeast corner, and when I got closer, I couldn't help but be shocked.

Haiber's body, lying on the ground, still retains the same appearance as it was when he died.

The body of the uncle in the suit is wearing a suit on the outside, and there is no trace of musculature on the inside, which means that his body has directly become a pile of skeletons!

The last second master, lying on the ground in front of the sleeping bag, his eyes were cloudy, his breathing was slow, and the wrinkles on his arms and face were getting deeper and deeper.

I hurriedly helped the second master up, and I was so scared that I was about to cry. I asked: Second master, what the hell is going on?

The second master's pupils were about to dilate, and he tried hard to reach out his palm to touch my face, but he had no strength, so I quickly grabbed the second master's hand and put it on my face.

The second master raised the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face. With the last breath in his chest, he whispered to me, "Abu, there is... Yes... Something I lied to you, actually... I am...

I could tell from the expression of the second master that he tried his best to say the next words, but his voice became smaller and quieter, until finally it was as thin as a mosquito and a fly, and gradually and completely subsided.

The second master's arm lost its strength, slid down my cheek suddenly, snapped, and fell to the ground.

"Why are they like this?!" I turned back. Gritting his teeth, he asked the ancestor with tears in his eyes.

The ancestor's face was very calm, and he said: Before coming here, I had already said it for the first time on the winding mountain road. Those who are not afraid of death can come.

I didn't say anything.

The ancestor said again: When I entered the mountain, I reminded me again that if you are not afraid of death, continue to walk.

I still don't say anything.

Old Ancestor finally said: After entering the nine-story tower, I still said that I was afraid of death and could leave now, but which of them left?

Old Ancestor patted me on the shoulder. Say: It's normal for this to happen. Mourn.

I looked at the corpse of the second master, thinking about the first time I met the second master in Qingling Ancient Town, and then he took me to look for the ghost eye, how could I not be heartbroken along the way?

I haven't seen what my grandfather looks like, I just think that the second grandfather is similar to my own grandfather.

Kneeling on the ground, I couldn't move for a long time, Lao Zu pulled me and said: Cheer up, what we have to do now is to find the Human King Sutra, and finally use the ghost eye to reverse time and space and go back, so that everyone will come back to life.

I know that after Tianshan died, the corpse would not rot under normal circumstances, and there would be no peculiar smell, but at this moment I held the body of the second master and put him in a sleeping bag, making him look like he was asleep.

Heber's body, I also put it in his tent.

As for the corpse of the uncle in the suit, I couldn't figure it out.

I asked the ancestor: Why did Hai Bo and the second master die, but they can still have the appearance of corpses, and the uncle in the suit died and directly became a pair of white bones? Where did his flesh go?

The ancestor was already sitting by the fire at this moment, and he didn't turn his head, and replied to me in a loud voice: Does this kid have a body?

My heart was shocked when the ancestor said this, and I recalled the sacred tree of Fanyana, when the uncle in the suit was using me and Daoru to find the sacred tree, nominally looking for the coffin of washing sins, but in fact it was for him to recreate the flesh for himself.

And his body was indeed recreated by the Brahmana Sacred Tree, strictly speaking, what he had was not a physical body, but a skeleton stained with the sap of the Brahmana Divine Tree?

I remembered that when I was about to leave the house, Uncle Suit's flesh had begun to rot, and his chest cavity was already so badly rotted that I could see two lobes of his lungs lying together, and before I could get back to the nine-story tower, he had already rotted into a pile of bones.

I hugged the bones of the uncle in the suit, gently put them in the sleeping bag, sighed, and walked towards the fire.

When I got to the fire, my ancestor still comforted me. He said: Don't worry, as long as there is a ghost eye, everything can be reversed, let's go up to the second floor in a while.

I asked: Didn't you just run outside when you entered the second floor? I don't want to run away anymore.

The ancestor shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, the fire lotus has bloomed, the second floor should have been broken, rest for a while, go up and have a look, and when the old lama comes back, let's ask him where to find the ice snake."

The two of us took a sip of hot water, rested for a while, and headed towards the second floor.

When I reached the second floor, I gently pushed open the door, and sure enough, the scene that greeted me was no longer a heavy snowfall, but a solemn attic academy.

There are countless old bookshelves on the shelves, some of which are Buddhist scriptures in Chinese characters, some of which are Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures, and many other miscellaneous books that I don't even recognize.

"It turns out that the second floor is a scripture pavilion? Will the Book of the Kings be here? I asked the ancestor sideways.

There was no joy on the ancestor's face, but he sighed and said, "It's too far from what I imagined, it seems that we still need to do a lot of things if we want to find the Human King Sutra."

As he spoke, there was a sound of footsteps on the wooden staircase outside, sounding like someone was going upstairs.

And the sound of stepping on the stairs is very gentle, very even, and very light, judging from this aspect, this person should not be acute.

My ancestor and I looked towards the door at the same time, and the next moment, the one who appeared at the staircase on the second floor was indeed an acquaintance we had met several times.

Old Lama!

When the old lama saw us on the second floor, he was also stunned, and stood directly in place, stunned!

Seeing the lama's reaction, the ancestor was very satisfied, he made a gesture to the lama to please, and after the lama and the two sat down in the room, the ancestor smiled and said, "Old friend, how is it?"

The old lama couldn't stop nodding and said, "For hundreds of years, no one has ever stepped into this scripture pavilion, and even I have seen the true face of the scripture pavilion for the first time. It seems that it's you, I didn't wait in vain, if you want to continue to look for the Human King Sutra, then let the ice snake dance first.

I interjected and asked, "Monk, where should we go to find the Ice Snake?"

The old lama smiled and said, "Far away in the sky, close in front of you."

I said, "I don't understand."

The ancestor said: My apprentice is stupid, if you have anything to say, just say it directly.

"Hehe, there are many wise people in the world, and there are many fools, but if you talk about great wisdom and foolishness, who can compare with him?" When the old lama said this to the old ancestor, he stretched out his finger and pointed it at me.

Old Ancestor also smiled, nodded and said: It seems that we thought of it together, otherwise I would not have accepted him as an apprentice.

The old lama pointed to the top of his head and said to me, "Ice snake, it's on the third layer."

As soon as I heard this, I hummed and said, "Then you sit down for a while, and I'll go and see."

Just as I was about to turn my head, the lama said to me again: If you are very hungry, you can bring some dry food.

I'm a little anxious, after all, I want to find the person Wang Jing as soon as possible and save the second master, Haibo, and Uncle in a suit, so I didn't care, waved my hand and said: It's okay, I'm hungry.

I found the staircase leading to the third floor in the Scripture Pavilion on the second floor, and without saying a word, I ran towards the third floor, and when I pushed open the wooden door on the third floor, I found myself standing in the snow again.

And, this time, I felt like I was standing on a cliff!

I looked around and couldn't find the way down the mountain, because the snow was so thick that I didn't know where the road was and where the potholes were.

Standing on the top of this cliff, I shivered a little from the cold, and kept spitting into my hands, and after a pause, I figured it out.

The third floor is the same as the second floor, it's not an illusion, it's real, and the third floor is also a twisted space, so I forcibly moved from the nine-story tower here, and all I have to do now is to figure out how to get back.

But where I was standing at the moment, I couldn't make out the east, west, north and south, the sky was very dark, I couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly, only the light reflected by the vast white snow could barely let me know the general terrain around me.

I thought to myself: it's over, I don't know if I'm going to be trapped here this time.

Just as I was trying to find a way down the mountain, I suddenly saw a steady figure on the southwest slope, slowly walking towards me in the snow at night.

The man walked very slowly and steadily, and when he arrived in front of me, I was pleasantly surprised: "Monk, why are you here!"

The old lama clasped his hands together and said, "Go, I'll take you to find the ice snake." ”