From afar, Gati Village is built on a mountain. Its area is small, and the main body of the entire village is almost obscured by dense mountain forests, like a silent eye lurking in the darkness.

Most of the wooden houses are stilted in style, simple and dense, which looks dilapidated in the night, full of a primitive atmosphere, and with a hint of mystery.

After a day and a night, we were in a hurry with almost no rest, and our bodies and spirits became extremely tired. I was better than the fat man, but Tang Jue had already reached the limit of his physical strength, and his face was pale, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

We lurked in a col not far from the entrance to the village, discussing what to do.

Tang Jue took out the kettle and poured water into his mouth, raised his hand, and pointed to a wooden house in the center of the village with a slightly unusual shape, saying that where is the small Buddha hall, which is also the entrance to the underground altar.

The small Buddha hall is usually guarded, but at about nine o'clock in the evening, the person will go to take a bath and eat, and we can take advantage of this gap to sneak in and dive underground.

I looked at the watch on my wrist, and the time was 6:40 p.m., and there were more than two hours before 9 o'clock, so I asked everyone to eat something and have a good rest.

Lying down, I just felt very tired. Hurrying to eat some dry food, we decided to sleep for a while and wait until we were a little bit before we moved.

After setting the silent alarm, I closed my eyes, but the thoughts in my head could not stop, I couldn't sleep at all, I couldn't tell if I was nervous or excited.

A gust of night wind blew, accompanied by the chirping of insects and frogs, but the snoring of Tang Jue and the fat man soon sounded, one after another......

Half-asleep, I regained consciousness under the vibration of the watch in my hand, and for a moment I was even a little dazed, wondering if I had just fallen asleep.

By the time I woke up and the fat man, it was only three minutes before nine o'clock in the evening.

At night, it was pitch black in Gati Village, with only a few faint candles shining through the windows of a few houses, and the small Buddha hall in the middle of the village was one of them. It is like a flame dancing in the boundless night.

The three of us tiptoed into the village, and under the leadership of Tang Jue, we quickly touched the door of the small Buddha hall, and looked inside, and sure enough, there was no one.

On the offering table in the center of the hall are two inferior red wax sticks, which are about to burn out. In addition, the flawed Buddha statue with the size of two palms mentioned by Tang Jue earlier is indeed missing.

The fat man and I were looking at the furnishings in the small Buddha hall, but Tang Jue let out an exclamation inexplicably, this sudden move startled us.

I saw that he looked excited, pointed to the ground behind the offering table, and a series of unintelligible words came out of his mouth. He spoke Burmese, and at the moment Tang Jue was obviously in a hurry, and completely forgot that we couldn't understand it.

Lao Bi translated, saying that what Tang Jue said was: It's broken! Someone broke in!

I was a little dazed by the fat man, and when I looked around the offering table, I was surprised to find that a rectangular entrance about one and a half meters long and less than one meter wide had appeared under the table. Looking inside, there was a faint flickering fire, but it was very faint.

This must be the secret passage that leads to the underground altar of the Handmaiden Sect, but it is obviously not normal because it is just four doors wide open. Combined with what Tang Jue just said, could it be that there are other uninvited guests tonight besides us?

"My ...... My wife and children are still in it......"

Tang Jue's expression changed greatly, the muscles on his face began to jump and jump, he no longer paid attention to us, and went into the tunnel without looking back.

I can understand his mood at the moment, but there is a saying that mistakes are made in a hurry, and panic at this critical moment may delay major events.

I tried to stop him, but it was too late.

I was afraid that Tang Jue would have an accident, and I was even more afraid that his lack of calmness would directly lead to the failure of this operation, and I didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so I ran after him and ran into the tunnel.

The road in the tunnel is a circular downward staircase, which is relatively narrow and the slope is steep, so that I almost slipped and fell with the fat man several times. Tang Jue is like a mouse, he can't keep up with him, he can only see his back.

As I went deeper, I couldn't help but be surprised, I didn't expect it to be so deep before entering the secret passage.

Although the village of Gati was built on the mountain, the mountain is just a huge wild mountain, not too high nor steep.

From where we are, we estimate that it is at least a few dozen meters below the horizon.

For fear of startling the snake, we didn't dare to shout loudly, so we could only keep our throats down. Regarding my call to the fat man, Tang Jue didn't look back.

As the fire grew brighter beneath our feet, the slope of the steps leading down gradually slowed.

I saw Donjue run around a corner and disappear completely from our sight, and at the same time, there seemed to be a slight muffled sound in my ears.

During our run, the sound was very slight, but it was instantly captured by the glutinous rice dumplings, and almost without delay, exploded in my mind at the same time.

Then, almost instantly, the sound became louder and louder, which can be described as a loud voice. This sudden change makes people confused, and it is impossible to figure out whether it is true or not.

As I descended the last staircase, the first thing that caught my eye was a rotunda that looked like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and a hall that fell to the ground not far away with his eyes closed.

The rotunda was not stopping at the moment, and there was a splattering of blood and corpses lying in pools of blood. The corpses died horribly, most of them in a state of broken arms and legs.

Scattered stumps and bones, and even severed heads with sharp blades, abound, shocking. There was a bloody smell in the air, reaching people's nostrils......

Friends who have not experienced it firsthand, based on my description alone, can't imagine that kind of taste anyway.

Years later, I happened to visit a newly opened slaughterhouse, and this is what the slaughterhouse smelled like. If I had to say, I would say that the smell was not only tragic and disgusting, but also a deep despair.

In this mess, there are probably dozens of people, armed with different blades, fighting for their lives.

Before I had time to take a closer look, I saw a figure flicker, and a crescent-like Persian scimitar came out of the oblique stab, wrapped in a strong wind, and slashed straight at my Heavenly Spirit Gai without hesitation!

The glutinous rice dumplings in my body have long reminded me to be careful, and I naturally won't be hit. Hurriedly reciting the five-character proverb in his heart, stepping on Tianxuanbu and taking two steps to the side, he knotted the lion mark with one hand, and slapped it towards the chest of the visitor with one palm......