If the parchment is accurate, then the stone gate should be in front of you.

"Could it be that the stone gate is ...... on this cliff"

Halfway through his words, Baoyu suddenly stopped, and a flat and smooth rock caught his attention.

Baoyu walked around the rock, and he reached out to touch the smooth surface: "This is by no means a natural formation, the stone gate is on this cliff, and the parchment scroll is not wrong!"

Ringing set his sights on the cliff in front of him and sat alone on a bare rock to rest.

Qingwen took three steps and made two steps, and walked straight to the cliff wall, he stretched out his hands to carefully touch every inch of the rock wall.

The rock was cold and hard, and it quickly drained Qingwen's heat.

Snowflakes fell in the sky, but not a single snowflake fell on the cliff face. Strangely, all the snowflakes fell down the cliff wall at Qingwen's feet.

"Maybe we're not sincere enough?!" Baoyu, a religious believer who has always been good at introspection, sat on the smooth rock, Bai You snuggled up to her.

......

The snow stopped.

Suddenly, Bai You got up and raised his head to the dark East and roared.

The crescent moon shone through the snow on the lonely mountain, and at this time, Baoyu seemed to sigh with emotion, and said softly: "Another day is over!"

Qingwen jumped off the smooth rock, glanced aimlessly at the dark cliff, and then rushed to the cliff with a rolling belt.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the cliff wall was four inches above Baoyu's head, and there was obviously an extremely small eye, and he said to Qingwen on the side in surprise: "Embroidery needle!"

Qingwen knelt with her back to the moonlight, lifted the embroidery needle above her head, and took a deep breath.

Seeing a scene, Xue Pan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Is this going to sacrifice to the sky?"

In the moonlight, on the top of a lonely mountain, in front of a cliff......

Qingwen held the embroidery needle tightly in her left hand, and held the cliff wall with her right hand, sending qi from the dantian to her hands......

The embroidery needle enters, and the mountains tremble——

At this time, the moonlight happens to illuminate the entire cliff face.

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar of boulders rubbing against each other.

As the two of them retreated, the cliff in front of Qingwen and Baoyu slowly opened like a door...... There was no obvious entrance to the stone door, only a gap for one person to pass through.

Qingwen retrieved the embroidery needle and took the lead in rubbing it sideways, but she was dyed with moss green, plain white with moss green. When Qingwen poked her head out, Baoyu saw that she looked like an early spring caterpillar, and she didn't hide her disgust.

Before going inside, Baoyu turned back to call the white spirit, only to find that the ice wolf had already left, leaving plum blossoms on the snow.

Inside the stone gate, Qingwen's urging voice was heard.

......

It is a natural cave with a bowl mouth at the top, and a pillar of light pours down, and it is like a patio in the cave.

The light illuminates everything inside the cave at a glance.

Although the cave is natural, there are traces of people coming. Four futons for meditation, a stove that has been cooled for an unknown number of years, and four large tea pots and several tea bowls are lying next to the stove. It has been uninhabited for a long time, and the futon has been buried with a thick layer of dirt.

In addition, there was nothing in the cave and it was empty.

Wei Xiaobao untied his bags, straw baskets, winter clothes, bacon, ropes, and waist bags on his body...... While saying happily: "I didn't expect the cave to be quite warm!"

"Baoyu, Xiaobao, Your Highness, listen, there is the sound of dripping water. Shaoyi turned his head and said.

Baoyu stopped his busy hands and listened, then he shook his head and replied, "Hey, that's snow falling from the patio, it melts as soon as it falls, what's the fuss." ”

Qingwen moved to the bottom of the patio and looked carefully for a long time, and there were no water marks along the patio.

"The sound of this drop of water is not from the snow, I went to look for it. As soon as the words fell, Qingwen disappeared into the dark corner.

"Don't get lost. Ringing followed uneasily.

......

Qingwen groped her way into a low tunnel, and she felt as if she was being pushed by something, so she had to walk quickly.

At this time, the sound of water droplets became louder and louder, causing her to be even more non-stop.

The rock wall is getting wetter and wetter, and you can even feel a thin stream flowing down the wall with your hands pressed against it......

Finally, out of the long, low tunnel, a large lake appeared in front of Shaoyi's eyes.

At the other end of the tunnel is a paradise, with a green mosaic embedded in the uneven layers of peaks.

At the foot of the nearest lower peak, there was a two-story attic......

Qingwen doesn't know if she's in a dream or in reality, none of this seems to matter, the important thing is that she wants to let others know as soon as possible.

The crowd stopped in the small square in front of the attic.

The building in front of you is not inconsistent with the other buildings you have seen before in terms of style, green tiles, wooden windows, and wooden doors. The only difference is that the Sword Pavilion has two floors, which are not adobe or grass houses, and are all pure wood structures.

"It's a no-brainer...... This is Manfu Pavilion, one of the oldest buildings in the world. Flooding, insect damage, sun exposure...... After 4,000 years, it is not easy. ”

Bell looked at the attic and said lightly.

Xue Pan seemed to disagree with her words, and he said bluntly: "What doesn't take effort, this way is ......"

......

The stone statues of "four broken bells" sit on both sides of the small square in turn, as if they are angry, and they will never make a sound if they do not hit the hammer of the bell.

Qingwen knew that the last few steps of the remaining section were still taken by her Baoyu.

At this time, the crimson morning sun hidden behind the fog finally came into play, it tore a hole in the fog barrier, and the late autumn sun still retained the scorching heat of midsummer, sparing no effort to scorch the five teenagers. Qingwen's forehead soon had a few drops of sweat.

Ringing noticed Qingwen's red eyes. She clearly knew that the road ahead could not help, it was up to Qingwen and Baoyu to walk down step by step.

"This first level, Titian—" Bell announced to the two of them, pointing to the incense table in the middle of the small square.

According to the instructions of the bell, Qingwen and the others had to go to the incense case and pick up a stick of incense and worship the door god of Wanfu Pavilion.

Bell waited seven steps back, and stood there watching the two of them.

At this time, in the open space between the incense case and the steps, only Qingwen, Baoyu and the four stone statues of the "broken bell" that stood still behind the incense case were left.

Qingwen and Baoyu stood in place, they seemed to be not far from the incense case, and it would probably take dozens of steps to walk over.

Qingwen turned her head and glanced at Ringbell and the others.

Suddenly, Qingwen found that they were so far away from her, and how far away they were......

The distance was originally only twenty paces, but now it is like the Milky Way? The crowd has become a constellation, and the shadows are so large that it is not really bright.

Qingwen observed: It turns out that the air in the entire Wanfuge Square is compressing, oscillating, expanding, and constantly deforming, making it impossible to measure the distance between any two things......