On the top of the jade mountain, there are really countless caves, many places have been opened up to a large extent, and they have become ladders for traffic, but the terrain is very steep, and if you are not careful, there is a danger of falling from the top to the bottom of the mountain.

At this moment, the clouds and mist that rolled up from under the abyss seemed to be a little thicker, but between the clouds and mist, Zhuo Lei was still able to peek into the whole picture of Yushan.

The distance between Jade City and the place where everyone was standing was about a thousand to fifteen hundred meters, and it was in the middle of the abyss. Looking down, there was no bottom below, and the darkness below the clouds made their hearts palpitate.

"Brother, we found a road here - no, it's some metal chains, which seem to be connected to the jade mountain on the other side." After a while, Huzi and Biaozi sent back the news.

Everyone hurriedly went over to take a look, only to see that on a rock wall, there were more than ten metal chains as thick as children's thighs, extending towards the jade city opposite.

After a careful count, there are as many as eighteen metal chains, and there are three chains on each side as handrails. The interval between the chains is about 80 centimeters, that is, this rope bridge made of metal chains is more than 15 meters wide, and it is a well-deserved avenue.

Thinking about the time when this jade city was inhabited, this rope bridge was still paved with wooden planks to facilitate people to walk, but now everyone is looking at each other, there is nothing on this rope bridge, is it that everyone climbs over this more than 1,000 meters by climbing the chain?

"These chains are made of copper!" Mu Ge scraped a little rust on the metal chain, and after carefully identifying it, he made his own judgment: "What an advanced forging method, the rust is so shallow!" ”

"Huzi, go and try it, and see if this copper Suo'an is not safe." Zhuo Lei was afraid that the rope bridge was too old and decaying, and after applying gravity, he was afraid that it would be overwhelmed and break apart, and everyone would be doomed.

Later, he instructed: "Be careful, buckle the handrails on both sides with a climbing rope, step on the edge of the handrail, and pass slowly."

After the tiger was tested, when many people stepped on the copper rope, they seemed to be a little shaky, and everyone's breathing was slightly heavy.

Especially the master and servant of Sun Miaozheng, who was held by Yushan and Master Ula in one hand, walked in the middle of the copper rope, and there was no support on either side, so he could only hold their arms, and the whole person was a little obscene.

From time to time, their exclamations can be heard.

Screams echoed beneath the abyss, echoes that rang in the ears.

"Don't look up, damn it! Don't shout on the copper ropes! Zhuo Lei turned around and scolded not far in front of the two healers.

If it weren't for some use, he would have shot them with one shot.

This place is full of dangers, and this desperate cry may have alarmed the existence of terror hiding somewhere.

Walking on the copper rope in front of him on thin ice, Zhuo Lei's breathing was a little rapid, but after walking a distance of almost 100 meters, he gradually adapted to this rhythm, and his breathing became calmer.

"Huhu-" From time to time, there will be a strong convective wind blowing under the rope bridge, the wind is very strong, every time they encounter such a strong wind, everyone will hold the rope tightly, dare not move forward.

Zhuo Lei clearly felt that the number of times this strong wind appeared had obviously increased a lot. And at this time, a strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if there was a strange voice in his heart, calling him, looking down at the abyss under his feet.

He stopped and exhaled deeply, knowing in his heart that looking down would only increase the psychological burden and may cause unnecessary trouble.

At the same time, Mu Ge said weakly behind Chen Ziyun: "I always seem to want to look down, and I still have the urge to jump, I don't know why I ......"

Hearing this, Zhuo Lei's heart sank, and the state of mind described by Mu Ge was almost exactly the same as his.

Immediately asked in the communicator, everyone echoed, saying that they had hallucinations of varying degrees, and seemed to hear some strange voices, as if someone was whispering their name in their ears, or hearing some moving singing.

Even Master Ulla was not spared.

Before everyone's words fell, a burst of ethereal singing came from around.

"What a sound is this!" Huzi frowned and looked around, trying to find the source of the voice.

The singing voice is a female voice, the pitch is very high, and the singing is full of solemn style, a bit like a Gregorian religious hymn, but the song also contains infinite sadness and desolation, indulging in such a song, people have a tragic feeling of forgetting life and death.

Listening to this singing, Zhuo Lei couldn't help but think of a picture, in fact, this picture is not like he thought of it himself, but after this song appeared, this picture suddenly stuffed into his mind, it was just a breathing time, and the picture in his mind had been changed countless times!

The images were like slides, quickly changing in his mind. In that moment, Zhuo Lei no longer felt his presence, and all his mental attention was focused on these images!

The main body of the picture is the jade city in front of you.

However, the jade city in the picture is not as ethereal as it sees, but it is incomparably clear and visible.

The jade city in the picture is not the same as what Zhuo Lei saw, it is taller and more magnificent, but when the whole picture appears, it is followed by a black lightning bolt hitting the upper part of the jade city, and the jade city makes a loud "boom", and half of the mountain peak collapses!

"Ahh He didn't have the concentration of Mount Tai to collapse in front of him and his face did not change, so he screamed in horror.

But in fact, in the eyes of others, Zhuo Lei was extremely quiet at this time, holding the copper rope beside him tightly, motionless, as if listening intently to the singing in the air.

The picture of the collapse of the Jade City is fleeting, and the picture has changed in a blink of an eye. At this time, the jade city that appeared in Zhuo Lei's mind had changed, and only half of the jade city was left, which was exactly what everyone saw.

But at this time, countless lights were lit up on the Jade City, and piles of ragged people and warriors, waving rudimentary weapons, attacked from the position of the rope bridge to the inside, and there were also a large number of defenders wearing animal skins, rushing out of the Jade City, desperately resisting.

And behind them, there were countless warriors one after another, and the countless jade statues began to be destroyed.

There were yellow-haired Aryan gods who were three or four meters tall, and there were monks with bald heads and robes.

"Holy!" In a hurry, Zhuo Lei couldn't help but scold. These images come and go just too fast, and faster and faster.

He didn't have time to identify the features that appeared in the picture, he only knew that war was the theme of this jade city. Wars, wars without stopping, the owners of Jade City have changed one stubble after another, but after all, no one can have this place forever.

In addition to the war, there were other fragmentary images that attracted him.

These scenes are scenes of sacrifice. When these images appear, the light is very dim, and from the surrounding arrangement, it should be in the indoor environment. Zhuo Lei thought for a moment that this might be the inner space of Jade City.

The scene of the sacrifice was very bloody, those priests wearing white robes, wearing masks carved from jade on their faces, waved the sharp weapons in their hands, and killed the humans or animals pressed on the altar, and the scarlet blood flowed down the blood trough, I don't know where it would flow?

The main body of the sacrifice is human, but it does not exclude other creatures, almost all animals can be put on the sacrifice, but the amount required is very large, it seems that this sacrifice scene, only a lot of blood is needed.

I don't know if the use of animals as sacrifices instead of humans is the doctrine of this religion, or because there are not many humans here, so I have no choice but to mix the blood of prisoners of war and animals.

All the images turned faster and faster, and finally it was so fast that Zorley couldn't form a stable visual scene in his mind. But all this is out of his control, although it is a pity, but there is nothing to be done.

However, the picture suddenly slowed down, and when Zhuo Lei saw this new picture, there was confusion in his eyes.

On the picture, everything is so quiet, a person wearing a silver-gray robe, his face is also covered with black gauze, and a person who does not show a little skin from the top and bottom of his body, wears a woolen felt hat, its shape is diamond-shaped top, medium and large, and small hexagonal sides, with two obtuse angled cap ears on the left and right sides, and various feathers inserted into the top of the hat.

Standing at the pinnacle of the Jade City. The figure looks so lonely, lonely, and sad.

When this hat was first sewn,

My teacher asked me how to sew?

The wandering monk himself said,

Do not sew the hat of the monk.

It is difficult to get rid of sentient beings,

Don't sew the white hat of the eunuch,

Do not accept bribes and impose civil penalties.

Don't sew demon black hats,

Incompetence turns the devil to the law.

Do not sew the tapered Qiang hat,

The wandering monk does not go to the Qiang people's country.

No sewing gray shepherd's hat,

It is difficult for a wandering monk to let go of a flock of sheep.

Do not sew a woman's fox fur hat,

The wandering monk does not go to the marriage office.

The tailor Karma Bey learns from you,

Look at the place above,

One mountain has three peaks,

That's the special mountain of Weizang,

The shape of the hat refers to this sacred mountain.

There are no three-pointed hats in Tibet,

The wandering monk has three tips in his hat,

The three tips symbolize the three masters.

There are no six-sided hats in Tibet,

The wandering monk has six ridges,

The six edges symbolize the six types of Buddhas.

There are no four-door hats in Tibet,

The wandering monk has four doors in my hat,

The four gates symbolize the four heavenly kings.

The top of the hat is pointed,

Symbolizes manhood and wit.

The middle of the hat is slightly larger,

Symbolizes the wisdom of the wandering monk.

The brim is slightly smaller,

Symbolizes the annihilation of the enemy from the side.

"Brother, what's wrong"? Mug came up behind Zore, gently shaking him.

"Have you ever seen a man in a silver-gray robe in the distance"? Zorei woke up from the illusion, his head covered in fine beads of sweat.

Muge nodded and shook his head, for a moment he seemed to have seen it and seemed to have no impression.

Zhuo Lei's brows were furrowed, and the strange singing in his ears had not yet dispersed.