My skull grew all of a sudden, and I was startled by the bronze mirror just now, and I haven't recovered yet, and now even the way back has been erased.

I took the flashlight and swept around, and sure enough, there was no door in the room, and there were stone walls all around.

In the light of the flashlight, the statues in this cave were even more hideous, and I was a little upset.

I said, "There are four of us now, each of us looking for a wall, let's look carefully to see what is going on." ”

So we split up and chose a wall to find it.

In fact, this room is so big, I took a long knife, and I took the handle of the knife and knocked it all the way over, and it was indeed a solid wall, and I didn't hear a hollow sound inside.

I looked carefully, and it was done in ten minutes.

The boys over there have already gotten together.

Everyone looked at each other with a panicked face.

Tuesday Mao said: "Erwa, is that shaft definitely there!" ”

I nodded, "It should be!" ”

On Tuesday, Mao said: "What do you say is something to call Zhao Qiguan to shoot." ”

I figured it out right away.

As long as the hole exists, we shoot a gun, and Zhao Qiguan can hear it, and he will enter the hole.

He knew it was the wall, at least from the outside.

I stepped into a corner and fired a shot at the ceiling above the cell.

The gunfire was so loud in this closed room that it almost deafened our ears.

We waited for a while, but there was no sound behind the wall.

I fired a few more shots along each stone wall in turn, but there was still no movement.

We tossed and turned for a long time, but we were also exhausted, and people became more and more irritable.

Tuesday Mao looked at a pile of stone statues in the room, and suddenly stepped forward and pulled a stone statue down from the earthen platform, kicking it violently.

Ma Bai hurriedly hugged Ermao and persuaded: "Calm down, Ermao, what are you angry with a stone." Save some effort, save some effort! ”

On Tuesday, Mao cursed and sat on the stone statue silently.

I walked to the stone statue that had been removed by Tuesday Mao, looked at the earthen platform, and then walked to the next stone statue.

These statues are supposed to be carved with the gods of the Bon religion, and there are sixteen in total, with four on each stone wall.

As I looked at them, I found them not as elaborately carved as the statues in Tibetan Buddhist temples, and they all looked at each other angrily, which I always thought was a little strange.

I resisted my irritability and forced myself to sit in the middle of the room, I couldn't help but look at the bronze mirror, my eyes were half-closed, and I imagined myself as a Bon mage who had been banished into the depths of the prairie and lived in seclusion.

More than a thousand years ago, what were they thinking and divining here?

Are you thinking about those esoteric teachings, or the reason for the failure of the Buddha-Bon controversy, or some bottleneck in your practice, or maybe you are still divining whether there are Tibetan soldiers chasing and killing, or simply divining how long this kind of life will last without the next meal?

He sat in front of the bronze mirror, surrounded by stone statues of their god with angry eyes, perhaps their gods.

Is the idol rebuking them for their defeat?

Are they going to lie down in this dark chamber and try their courage?

The person in the mirror is his true image, stand up, go out, walk out of this canyon, return to the temple, return to the gorgeous temple, and accept the worship of everyone Is it his heart?

I gradually remembered the allusion that Master told me when I was in my hometown when I passed by a Buddhist monastery.

Emperor Yang of Sui visited a temple and asked the abbot, "Why is King Kong angry?" Why does the Bodhisattva lower his eyebrows? ”

The abbot replied: "King Kong is angry, so he surrenders to the four demons; The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, so there are six paths of compassion. ”

These stone statues were staring at the stone table in the middle, what kind of demon were they going to surrender?

If I were a mage of the Bon religion, in that environment, surrender would naturally be a demon in the heart.

Maybe they were more irritable than we were at that time, so they designed this room to calm down their own people.

When you look at each other, you see your own true image, and when you look up, you see your own responsibility.

I took a deep breath and stood up, something strange happened, and when I looked in the mirror again, I wasn't sitting anymore, my body and the image in the mirror stood up at the same time.

I calmed down my excitement and looked at myself in the mirror.

Although I couldn't see my own expression clearly in the bronze mirror now, I still imitated the movements that the mage might have and straightened my clothes.

What should he do next?

Could it be to worship the idol?

I turned around and bowed to each of the idols, expecting a miracle to happen.

But when I'm done worshipping every idol, including the one that is still sitting on the ground of Tuesday Mao's ass.

The miracle didn't happen, something must have gone wrong.

On Tuesday, Mao looked at me in surprise.

Tuesday Mao said a little nervously: "Erwa, you... Have you fallen into evil again? ”

I made a silencing motion with my hand.

It's a bit discouraged, but I think it's definitely not far from the answer.

My head is spinning fast, what's the problem?

I jerked my head back, was it?

I looked at myself in the mirror and bowed.

At this moment, a slightly peeking corner of the base of the bronze mirror caught my attention.

If you don't look down, you won't see that there is a small gap in the base of the bronze mirror, and something is faintly exposed inside.

I leaned down and reached into the small gap, only to find that there was a movable baffle on the gap, and inside it was a square box.

I pulled the box out from under the base of the bronze mirror.

When I got a photo under the flashlight, I only felt that the gold was shining and luxurious.

The box was made entirely of pure gold, and was engraved with various patterns and Bon symbols.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, not to mention what this thing was inside, the estimated value of this box alone was amazing.

I solemnly placed the gold box on the stone table and opened it.

The contents of the box turned out to be a strangely shaped tambourine that consisted of two hollow semicircles, the vaults of which were joined together.

The middle hoop is decorated with gold and a large amount of agate, while the handle is also decorated with a large number of jewels, and two small drumsticks are attached to the sides of the hoop bar for drumming.

And the two semi-circular shapes of this drum startled me when I looked closely.

It was clearly the skulls of two people!

The bone seams in the middle of the skull are tightly connected, and the bone seams have been blackened between them, and they must have been used for a long time when they were buried under this bronze mirror.

I don't know why this Bon mage wants to use such a terrifying magic weapon.

I put the drum aside, and saw that there were several kraft books in the gold box, which were written in Tibetan, but unfortunately I could not read them.

Tuesday Mao smiled: "Look at you, a local old priest, you can get a few books written by mages of other clans wherever you go." ”

I smiled and said, "What else can this say, this is called fate, I don't know how to learn." ”

Tuesday Mao laughed and said, "What are you learning, learning from you to pretend to be a ghost?" ”

I was also amused and said, "When you go back to your hometown, Lao Tzu and Bo Dongha will clean you up together." ”

Tuesday Mao sighed and said, "Don't talk about going back to your hometown, your baby will quickly think of a way to take us out and talk about it." ”

Then I remembered that we were still trapped in this room, and we had just been given a golden box of magic weapons and books, and I forgot all about it in a moment of excitement.

I handed the gold box to Tuesday Mao, and leaned down to look at the base of the bronze mirror.

The secret may lie in this bronze mirror.

I pushed down the bronze mirror, which was a bit too big, dead and heavy, and it didn't move at all.

I turned the bronze mirror again, and it seemed to be the same, could it be some kind of mechanism?

I thought about it and got stuck here again, and I thought that if I got this brocade box, what should this mage do?

If it were me, I would have felt like I had found a treasure when I saw the classic books and magic weapons of this religion, and he should have sat down, then took out the drums, and then started to turn through those leather books.

Right! Sit down.

I sat down at the stone table again, imagining the mage flipping through the books, perhaps for a long time, under the butter lamp, flipping through the pages of the book.

There may also be a process of divination with threads along the way.

I flipped very slowly, and when I turned to the back, my fingers inadvertently touched the tabletop, and suddenly I noticed that there seemed to be a slight bulge on the right hand of the tabletop.

I quickly closed the book and groped with my hands on the stone table.

I saw a tiny pattern about the size of a palm on the stone table, and I removed the water bladder from my body and poured it on the stone table.

The water seeped into the pattern and disappeared.

I took a deep breath and looked at the lines carefully, and the lines became clear in the water stains, and I pressed them with my hand, only to hear a sound under the stone table.

I hurriedly jumped off the stone bench and left the stone table.

At this moment, the stone table unexpectedly spun open, revealing a hole the size of a person.

At the same time, on the right hand side of where we had entered, the passage reappeared.

We were overjoyed, I walked over to take a look, it turned out that when I came in just now, I didn't look carefully at all, this stone wall is a slope, embedded in the cave wall, and it is extremely thick, so from the inside, there is no trace at all.

The original intention of the builder was probably to sharpen the minds of his subordinates to build this room.

The Tantric Buddhism in Tibet, some masters and wise men of the Bon religion, often have many unknown secret cultivation methods, and they select talents through a certain way, which may be one of them.

Now the question arises again, should we go out the way we came, or should we continue to go under this stone table?

I thought for a moment and said, "If you come here, you will be safe, how about we go down and investigate?" ”

Tuesday Mao smiled and nodded: "It's a good show, come in!" Follow you, we rest assured. ”

I looked at the hole under the lower chamber, and in the middle of the cave was a curved, stone cut step, allowing one person to bend down to pass, and there were many shells pasted on the stone wall, and various patterns composed of white stones.

Entering the hole, going down around the steps, there is a bridge in front of it, the bridge board has been removed, only a few iron cables are left, and under the bridge, there is a somewhat narrow crack, a flashlight shines, and below is a waterhole, which should be a gap with the lake.

There is a winch between the stone walls, and several cisterns scattered in order, and a small waterwheel.

It is estimated that the mechanism on the stone table is controlled by this waterwheel and winch.

We held on to the rope and walked to the opposite side.

There is another ascending stone staircase, and on the top of the stone staircase is carved a Dapeng bird with wings ready to fly.

On the stone pillars on both sides, nude men and women and demons of various shapes are carved.

Up the stone steps, it was another room that was slightly larger than the bucket room opposite.

This room should be a storage room-like place, filled with all kinds of horns, magic weapons like magic pestles, five-colored flags, rattan armor, shields on the walls, and swords stacked in the corners.

On one side of the room, there is a stone staircase, which leads up to a narrow room.

In the middle of the room, there was a person sitting in each of the four corners, strictly speaking, it should be a dead person, and four dried corpses covered with dust and dust.

The corpses were all dressed in black or red robes, and each held a conch in his hand. It seems that these four people should be the mages of the Bon sitting.