"Many times? No, it's only been two attempts, but it's hard to get to the core of the storeroom passage, let alone enter the storeroom secret room......"

Yang Yifan's words made the translator Dorjee fall into a brief memory, Dorjee's face showed a look full of distress and pain, Dorjee suddenly took off the rimless glasses he wore on his face, squinted at the rising sun in the eastern sky, and whispered a few words in Tibetan almost to himself, his words were full of loneliness, obviously the feeling of recalling was very unhappy.

As soon as the words fell, Dorjee put the glasses in his hand on his face, the excited and inexplicable expression on his face had quietly disappeared, and he turned around and walked towards the outer wall of the white palace.

There is a thick wooden door on the wall that looks a little dilapidated, which is a very ordinary one of the countless doors of the white palace in the past, behind the door is a palace room, according to the customary rules, the tour guide is from this door to take tourists into the white palace interior, for a very limited visit, and then return to the original way, lock the wooden door and leave, and then go down the mountain back to the Leh neighborhood.

The White Palace is actually an abandoned palace, the Ladakh Autonomous Council does not pay attention to the repair of this palace, it looks majestic and magnificent from a distance, but in fact this palace has long been dilapidated, visitors to the palace, can only see the empty wall with a variety of decorative wall paintings of the room, the whole palace is a castle built of countless stones, there are no cultural relics of great value still remain in the palace, modern lighting fixtures are not at all, Visitors can only stroll around in the dim light throughout the whole process, and many tourists from all over the world have the feeling that it was originally this scene.

In fact, this white palace, which once inspired the architectural layout of the Potala Palace, because there was nothing to worry about thieves in it, the Leh city authorities only symbolically sent a few two or three people to stay in the Tibetan bungalow at the intersection of the mountain, charging each tourist a certain fee for visiting, and the key in Dorjee's hand was obtained from the gatekeeper at the bottom of the mountain.

Because he is a licensed tour guide, the key is naturally handed over to him for temporary safekeeping. There is no time limit to visit the white palace on the top of the mountain, but most foreign tourists are only a short stay, because the palace that seems dilapidated and unlit does not have any need to look closely, of course, a longer time to visit, the gatekeeper under the mountain is too lazy to care, as long as the fee is charged, casually stroll, in their opinion, the abandoned palace in addition to the stone is some painted wooden doors, window frames or something, who will bother to dismantle the wooden doors and windows built in the hard stone? That's something that only stupid brains can do.

"Squeak!"

Dorjee used the copper-inlaid silver cross key in his hand to open the copper padlock attached to the wooden door, and gently pushed the wooden door to open it with a dull sound. The pale yellow pillar of light of the morning sun shone through the open doorway, and a breeze blew, and countless dry dust flew disorderly in the pillar of light.

After Duoji's expression paused slightly, he hung the key on the belt of his Tibetan robe, and walked in from the door without beckoning to Zhuge Hanyu and Song Xiaoshuang behind him.

Zhuge Hanyu's group of six people who followed up later found that behind the door was an empty palace room of nearly 100 square meters, without even a window, and the surrounding walls used thangka techniques. Using mineral powder and glue as materials, some wild animals of the plateau are painted on the wall, such as argali, wild donkey, wild yak, snow leopard, golden eagle and other animal images, and the painting techniques are very skillful and lifelike. It highlights the talent of the painter who built the white palace in the kingdom of Ladakh, but because of the passage of time, these animal images of different colors have become a little darker in their bright colors.

Facing the mural on the wall of the wooden door. Because the sunlight received is significantly more than the wall paintings, the fading is more noticeable, but you have to look closely to notice it. Because the sun's rays are projected on the wall at this time, the surface of the wall with colorful wall paintings shows a pale yellow glow.

"There was no door here, at the end of the kingdom of Ladakh, the British colonial government in India sent colonial troops to attack this white palace, wanting to loot the treasures in the palace, the palace governor was ordered by the king of Ladakh to send people to break through a wall overnight, and made a wooden door for evacuation, and then you also know what happened, the kingdom of Ladakh has become a historical ......"

Standing in the middle of the room, Dorjee noticed that after everyone walked into the room, their attention was attracted by the skilled wall paintings on the wall, and soon everyone's attention turned to the position of the wooden door behind him, and found that the wooden door should have been opened later, and the gray stone walls on both sides of the wooden door clearly had the remains of the remaining wall paintings.

"This room is not a place for Tibetan Buddhist practitioners, it should be a retreat room for the Bon masters!"

Anna's fingers stroked the spiral-shaped horns of the argali, which had been painted on the gray wall with mineral powder and glue, and her expression moved, and she spoke quickly in Chinese.

Hearing Anna say this, a look of surprise appeared on the translator Dorjee's face.

He didn't expect that this foreign girl who looked like a proper European white woman also had an in-depth study of Bon, and most foreign tourists would be confused by the colorful animal images painted on the walls with thangka techniques after entering this room, thinking that there are a large number of Tibetan Buddhist monasteries in the Ladakh Kingdom, and the room should be a retreat place for Tibetan Buddhist teachers or living Buddhas. Everyone has the impression that there is no such thing as only Tibetan Buddhism flourishing.

But Dorjee was indeed surprised that Anna was so quick to deduce that the purpose of the room involved Guru Bon, and his heart had already raised his estimate of Anna's personal comprehensive strength to a higher level.

However, Dorjee was surprised, and had no intention of exploring this issue, so he slowly walked to the corner of the wall on the other side of the room, there was a wooden door in the corner, the method was simple and heavy, and there were also portraits of wild animals on it, it was a gray plateau wolf with his head raised and a silent howl, it was easy to ignore that there was a wooden door here if he didn't look carefully, Dorjee held the wooden handle on the door, opened the wooden door that was not locked more than one meter wide and a few inches thick, and walked out slowly, outside the door was a long corridor more than two meters wide and long.

Song Xiaoshuang turned around with his backpack and took the wooden door behind him, the light in the room was dim, and he finally glanced at the surrounding walls a few times, because the light was dimmed, there was a faint strange atmosphere, and the animal wall paintings pulled the backpack with both hands. The last one stepped out of the wooden door with the lone wolf painting, and walked unhurriedly with his feet on the gray-white quartzite floor of the stone-walled corridor, and as the group walked down the corridor, the dull footsteps could be clearly heard echoing through the corridor.

The internal architectural layout of the White Palace is very complex, with various passages, stairs, and courtyards winding up one after another, like a labyrinth, and ordinary tourists can easily turn out if they do not have a guide to lead the way.

Many times, when it looks like a passage exit from a distance, it is actually a breathable and ventilated window on the palace wall, and the outside is the straight palace exterior wall. Visitors who are dozens of meters above the ground and have not really penetrated the interior of the White Palace can hardly imagine the complexity of the architectural layout of the palace.

Because he knew the true meaning of Zhuge Hanyu and Song Xiaoshuang and others, the translator Duoji did not introduce the uses of various rooms and courtyards along the way in detail as he usually led the tour group, and seemed a little silent. Apparently no one has been here for a long time, and people have left several rows of footprints as they walk through these places.

The empty palace makes people feel an inexplicably eerie and eerie and oppressive atmosphere, and the palace with carved beams and paintings in the past is blown in by the plateau wind blowing in through the ventilation windows of the exterior wall. After hundreds of years without one to take care of it, it has long been old and dilapidated, and has become a nesting home for rats and birds, and occasionally birds are startled by people's footsteps. Flying out of the ventilation window of the white palace, several small plateau rabbits and rats flew by on the side of the corner, bringing a lot of life to the seemingly silent palace. It has made the strange and gloomy atmosphere in the palace a lot lighter.

The layout of some of the buildings on the west side of the palace is significantly higher than that on the east side, and the outer walls are no longer painted white, but the stone itself is gray, like the color of the mountains surrounding Leh.

According to records, this part of the building and the white east side of the palace part of the construction time is very different, the east part was destroyed and rebuilt in the 17th century, far later than the Potala Palace, and the west side of the building is the Potala Palace when the construction of the reference object, after thousands of years still standing, the palace interior painting is more, is to reflect the special regional environment of the Ladakh Kingdom to develop the culture, Tibetan Buddhism atmosphere than the east side is even lighter, It is more about reflecting the cultural inheritance atmosphere of Bon, a native religion believed in by the Tibetan people.

The people who followed the translator Dorjee had already noticed that the paintings on the walls of the palace building on the west side had long since lost their bright colors and become dull because of the passage of time, but the images of the paintings were more exaggerated, and they were not confined to the images of wild animals, mountains, rivers, and people.

Dorjee did not take everyone to visit the upper residences of the kings of Ladakh, and after entering the palace building on the west side, he went straight through several parallel corridors, but after turning a corner, he disappeared into the darkness!

Noticing the sudden disappearance of Duoji's figure, Zhuge Hanyu, who was walking behind, frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at Song Xiaoshuang, who was walking at the back with a backpack, although there were only a few narrow ventilation windows in the corridor that reflected a few beams of the sun's light, and the light in the corridor was very dim, but Zhuge Hanyu still saw clearly that Song Xiaoshuang made a gesture sign language with one hand without problems.

She was already convinced of Song Xiaoshuang's spiritual power exploration ability, nodded slightly, and walked quickly through the corner of the corridor, only to find that the walls here are painted dark black, I believe that the painted material is extremely special, basically does not reflect light, plus the corridor passage is dim and the vision is poor, even if there is a wall hole more than three meters wide and three meters high in the corner of the wall, it is difficult to see, and after a closer look, it is found that behind the wall hole is a downward slope with an arc dome, and the black hole does not have much light. Suddenly, Dorjee's surprised Tibetan voice was heard, and the voice echoed through the passage, sounding terrible.

"Someone must have been here, someone must have come in through the ventilated window of the palace wall, those unlucky people must have tried to penetrate the secret passage of the storeroom......"

The echo of Dorjee's words in the passage was still echoing, and a bright light had already lit up in the passage, and Zhuge Hanyu and others seemed cautious not to enter the passage, and soon found that the translator Dorjee, who was holding a windproof kerosene lighter in his hand, walked out from the inclined passage, and through the gray and yellow flamelight of the windproof lighter, he could see that Dorjee's face revealed extremely complex emotions, and also noticed that the curved dome of the passage was made of countless blue bricks, and the walls and ground on both sides were paved with gray stones, and the slope of the passage was less than ten degrees and was relatively gentle, In ancient times, there was no difficulty in the carriage passing along the passage, and there was a right turn in the passage more than 20 meters away, and the translator Dorjee wearing a cloth Tibetan robe walked out of the bend.

Before Dorjee walked out of the passage, Zhuge Hanyu waved his hand slightly, and walked in along the inclined passage at a speed, and the rest of the people of course followed, Dorjee saw that everyone had already walked into the inclined passage, turned around and turned right and disappeared at the corner of the passage.

In the footsteps of everyone, an arc-shaped flashlight curtain soon lit up in the passage, the light curtain is completely different from the general flashlight in a columnar light, and the light presents a faint light yellow color, it turned out that Zhuge Hanyu took out a pocket card-type energy storage flashlight in his pocket, illuminating the passage ahead.

This card-type energy storage flashlight is only a few millimeters thick, it looks like an ultra-thin and ultra-small mobile phone, even if it is placed in a wallet, it will not bulge the wallet.

Zhuge Hanyu's night vision ability can't be compared with Anna, Song Xiaoshuang, Yang Yifan, Liu Xiaoyang and others, she is not a person with extraordinary abilities, even the ancient martial arts master Sima Yuru can't compare with her, Zhuge Hanyu is just a beginner, there is no strong ability to act on the eyes, and her vision is greatly limited in the dark, only by using high-tech equipment to close the gap between her and everyone's strength.

A few people around him didn't care about this at all, and followed Zhuge Hanyu through the corner of the passage, and after the corner, the space suddenly opened up, and a gray cave hall appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and several artificially dug cave passages were like giant snakes opening their mouths, in all corners of the cave hall, and several rows of footprints appeared at the entrance of a cave......

(To be continued.) )