"Aren't you tourists? What are you doing standing here? A vicissitudes of life voice suddenly sounded from behind, and this voice was so indifferent, like a death knell. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking back, I saw that the old woman who was burning the fire on the stone bridge at the entrance of the village didn't know when she appeared behind her. Her terrifying face was hazy in the smoke, and it didn't look much different from a ghost.

"There is no place in your village where you can stay, we are hesitating." I subconsciously blurted out, Lao Yang and Gillian glanced at each other, and I saw an unusual look in their eyes.

"Let's go. Come with me. After the old woman finished speaking, she led us to the front. The road in this village is so narrow that it is almost impossible for three people to walk side by side, and the houses on both sides are door-to-door. The distance between the two braziers was not even more than half a meter, and the fiery woman with her cloak in the firelight looked even more gloomy.

Walking deeper into the village, a small and delicate building appeared. This building is antique, like the ancient bell tower, with yellowed glazed tiles, although it is brand new, but at least it is eye-catching. In my cognition, this thing will only appear when I go to Dali and Lijiang, which are tourist destinations.

"If you're here for tourism, let's stay here." The old woman pushed open the door, pointed inside, and turned away. I looked inside, and it was actually a Buddhist hall with a row of Buddha statues in the eyes of color. At a glance, there is a terrifying and eerie feeling, all the Buddha statues are grinning, eyes are angry, except for the robe on the body and the magic weapon in the hand can be seen that this is the Buddha statue, I have a feeling of seeing demons and monsters.

Three futons are placed on the ground, and a burst of incense is offered in the center. A circle of sandalwood on the top of the head is pulled into a hammer shape and rotates constantly.

I sat on the futon, and a wave of exhaustion hit me instantly. I closed my eyes and was about to rest for a while, when suddenly a startling sound woke me up from my sleep.

Lao Yang squatted in the side hall and kept tinkering with something, with an incredible look on his face. Gillian stood behind him, and the woman in Mai was already lying on the futon and squinted her eyes, indifferent to Lao Yang's astonishment.

When I went over to look, there was a golden tube in front of Lao Yang, and liquid was dripping from the tube. The liquid was steaming hot, rolling down into the golden waves below, and it condensed into a solid in an instant. The entire gold leaf is already covered with a layer of fine crystals.

"What is this?" Lao Yang turned back to Gillian and asked. Gillian shook her head and said she didn't know, but when I saw this, I smiled. They don't know about it, but it's finally something that makes me play. I immediately stepped forward and said, "This is ordinary water, but it is specially treated. The water is already below freezing, which is what we often call zero degrees Celsius, but because of the small amount of air that is incorporated into it, it is not able to condense solids. ”

"So when it flows down the tube, and all of a sudden the temperature rises, it will be like an ice cube. When encountering the gold leaf below, it instantly condensed into ice, and if it was expected, there must be an unfrozen cold pool where this tube is connected. ”

Lao Yang and Gillian were stunned by what I said, and their faces were full of disbelief. And the Mai woman also set her eyes on me.

"The young man is worthy of being a college student, and he is engaged in a set of academic things. It seems that my Lao Yang is still old and can't keep up with the times, and it will eventually be your world in the future. As he spoke, he followed the golden pipe towards the darkness behind the temple. Gillian glanced back at me, stuck out her little tongue delicately, and chased after Lao Yang's back.

Actually, I want to sell them a pass and let them ask me, and then I can ask them about all the women in this village who perform the ritual of experiencing the gods. But when I thought that I finally had the opportunity to be in the limelight, I couldn't help but say it all in one go, it was really a young man who couldn't hold his breath. I thought to myself depressed and walked after them.

Behind the Buddha hall is carved with red wood, carved dragons and phoenixes, and warning signs are constantly used around to write that fireworks are strictly prohibited. If a fire is lit in this place, everything will be burned to the ground. The moment I saw this mahogany, I suddenly remembered something in my mind, that is, the wooden box that Lao Yang took out from under the van.

Looking back, he saw that the wooden box was still tightly wrapped in his coat and placed next to the woman in Mai.

Behind the Buddha hall, a dark black staircase spirals downward. Lao Yang stepped on it, and the wooden staircase let out an overwhelmed moan. Gillian then went up, and suddenly my vision blurred, and then their figures disappeared out of thin air in front of my eyes. I ran to the place at once, and stepped on the wooden staircase again, and there was a creak under my feet, and before I could react, the stairs under my feet turned abruptly, and I rolled down from them as if I were on a slide.

Lao Yang and Gillian stood on the ground, looking at my embarrassment and laughing. There were all incandescent lights all around, and the white light made me blind for a while.

I saw that the golden pipe was extending from here, and I made an inquiring look at Lao Yang. "Don't look at me, just go ahead."

After he finished speaking, he pushed the wooden door behind him open, and in an instant, a wave of cold air rushed to his face. The wooden door was so small that it could only be entered by a person hunched sideways, and I tried in vain to see what was inside. But I saw that Lao Yang's body trembled suddenly, as if he had been subjected to a ghost.

Gillian saw that the situation was not right, grabbed him by the collar, and actually lifted him up from the wooden door at once. I was taken aback by this scene, although I had long known that Gillian's weak willow-like body could burst out with extraordinary power with the secret technique of the cat fairy, but every time I witnessed it, it felt incredible.

Gillian slammed the wooden door shut, and she didn't even glance inside. It was as if thousands of sackcloth were rushing up in my heart, and I really wanted to look inside, what was there.

Looking back at Lao Yang, he wanted to find some clues from the expression on his face. But I found that Lao Yang's face was pale and bloodless in an instant, which was better than Gillian's, and a layer of frost condensed along his forehead at once, and in a blink of an eye, it covered his entire face. The hair next to the sideburns stood on end, and I touched it lightly, and it actually broke with a thud.

I just wanted to touch his face, but Gillian grabbed my hand, looked at me with a solemn face and said, "Don't." His face has been frozen now, and if you touch it rashly, you will wipe that nose off his face. Her words brought a face to my eyes, the horrible old woman who had led the way here not long ago.

Freezing, extreme cold, you don't have to think about it to know what's inside. It's the unfrozen cold spring I just said, but why is it so powerful, just looking at it makes people seriously hurt so much.