We were taken by the Tibetans to a dark dungeon, the door was still icy, and it was colder inside than outside, and as soon as we entered, there was a cold humidity in our faces, and it was a bitter chill. They put us in the same cell, which was very large, with weeds on the floor, two wooden beds in the corners, and a small skylight in the roof.

"Hey! Give us something to eat, you are abusing prisoners! ”

As the Tibetans left, Liu Zheng stepped forward and shouted at their backs, and when he tried to grasp the bars of the cell door with both hands, he "hissed" and retreated.

"Why is it so cold?" Liu Zheng said with a look of surprise.

Lin Siqi said: "Come back and rest, even if they really bring food, do you dare to eat it?" ”

"It's getting late, and when it's late, we'll go out and explore the way." Roman Mandow.

Wang Qiang looked at her suspiciously and asked, "How to escape?" ”

Roman Man smiled lightly, and saw her slender fingers flick in the air, and a spirit rune slipped from her cuff, which immediately ignited the weeds under her feet, which made the cell suddenly warm a lot.

Then she took out a piece of sallow talisman paper and said, "This is a 'puppet talisman', and then we will let the guards open the door in person." ”

"Master, do you still have this kind of treasure?" Liu Zheng's eyes were full of envy, and he wanted to take the puppet talisman in Romanman's hand, but she slapped him back.

"Just this one, don't touch it." Roman Man glared at Liu Zheng and said.

We barely watched the sky outside through the skylight, and after a long time, it was completely dark outside, and the people of the mysterious tribe must have let their guard down. Our plan was for Wang Qiang to call the guards, then take the opportunity to put a puppet charm on him, and then order him to open the prison door. Wang Qiang is the only one among us who can speak Tibetan, so it must be done by him, because although the puppet can control the actions of others, if the other party does not understand the order, it is still in vain.

Wang Qiang cleared his throat and shouted at the door of the dungeon for a long time, his voice was almost hoarse, but there was still no one.

"Master, did you say they didn't have guards?" Lin Siqi said expressionlessly.

Roman Man sneered: "Hehe, this ...... How can such an important prisoner of ours be left unattended! Someone! Anyone! ”

As Romanman screamed, we all shouted desperately, but in vain.

"They probably think it's too cold in here...... Ahh Liu Zheng sneezed and said.

"I'll play with it." In frustration, Roman Man threw the puppet talisman to Liu Zheng, who was in no mood to play with it anymore.

Just as we were still in a depressed mood, we suddenly heard footsteps outside the dungeon, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, apparently someone had come down from the staircase of the dungeon!

"Give me the talisman!" Roman Man said hurriedly.

We stared nervously at the entrance of the dungeon, wondering if someone had heard our shouts and came down to visit. But it was a good opportunity for us anyway, and I stared at it motionless, and soon a slender figure appeared.

Unexpectedly, it was a girl who came with a very Tibetan dress, with dark skin and a grass ring on her head like that of an old priest. She walked straight to our cell, and before we could make a move, she opened the door and walked in, and said a word in Tibetan that I didn't understand.

"She told us to get out of here!" Wang Qiang said excitedly.

We are confused, who is she and why should she let us go? Roman Man told everyone not to act rashly, and she asked Wang Qiang to ask the situation clearly before making a decision.

The girl saw that we were suspicious of her, and she was not angry, and patiently explained. It turned out that she was the granddaughter of the high priest, and she didn't want to see us victimized, and at the same time we were hoping to get the tribe out of the mountains, so she stole the key to save us.

We asked Wang Qiang to ask her about the prophecy. It turns out that the mysterious tribe has a prophecy that has been passed down for hundreds of years: in the future, three men and three women will come from the bridge of the gods, and they will eventually kill the gods, and they will be the invaders who will bring the tribe to its demise.

The Bridge of God is the suspension bridge we walk, and it leads to the hole where we came, which is called the "Gate of God". This door only opens once every twelve years, and the gods descend from here. And this tribe, shouldering the mission of guarding the mountains and guarding the gods, can never leave this place, whenever the gods appear, they must sacrifice a pure maiden, and the gods will give the tribe his divine blood, and only those who drink the blood of the gods can prolong their lives.

Originally, the gods had appeared this year, and this girl was this year's sacrifice, but there was also a strong man who came with the gods, and he fought a big battle with the gods, and finally lost both of them, and dived into the lake outside together. The girl escaped, and the gate of God was closed, but I didn't expect that today, the gate of God suddenly opened again, and a few of us walked out of it.

Hearing this, an idea suddenly popped up for me, I showed her the picture of Master on my phone, and the girl nodded again and again. As I expected, the strongman who fought against the so-called "gods" was my master.

Who is the deity, and why does Master fight him? I am even beginning to be convinced now that the abbot of the new Gongga Monastery was also killed by the master, and the abbot must have some kind of connection with this deity. Is he a god?

Black hats, gods, fairylands, now these elements are all connected. The gods also appear every twelve years, and they seem to appear at the same time as the fairyland, and the mysterious tribe also worships the black hat that represents the living Buddha of Gongga, and does this have anything to do with the gods they guard? Master had killed the abbot of the New Gongga Monastery and had a great battle with the gods, and now that all the clues have come together, the layers of fog may soon dissipate. If the prophesied invaders are really us, does that mean that everything will end up with us?

The girl took us to the lake, she said that this was the sacred lake of the tribe, the patriarch and the high priest did not allow anyone to go down to the lake, and it is said that every time the gods came, they dived into the lake with sacrifices and disappeared. Now that the gates of the gods are closed again, we can only jump into the lake if we want to get out of here.

Wang Qiang told the girl to leave with us, otherwise she would definitely be punished if she let us go without permission. But the girl said that no one in the tribe could leave Gonggar Mountain, and that this was a mission and a curse. She let us go because we were the prophesied invaders who killed the gods, and perhaps only we could break the curse.

Wang Qiang asked her again, what will her people do with her after we leave? The girl smiled and shook her head, saying she didn't know, but I could see a hint of sadness and despair in her eyes.

In the distance, there were sporadic fires, which were getting bigger and closer, and we must have been spotted by the Tibetans of the tribe, and they chased after us. The girl was in a hurry, and she urged us to jump off quickly. This was the only way we could do it to reduce casualties, and although we were worried that the girl would be implicated, she was stubborn about staying, and ran towards the crowd of tribesmen.

As she ran, she glanced back from time to time, and I noticed that her eyes were so determined. For thousands of years, I don't know how many people like her have fought against the curse of the tribe, but there is no doubt that they have all failed. Judging from this alone, that so-called "god" is not a good thing, no wonder Master wants to kill him!

I don't know what kind of punishment this girl will be for when we leave. Previously, due to the appearance of the Master, she had already escaped, but this time in order to save us, she would rather fall into a situation from which she will never recover.

At night, the moonlight is reflected on the surface of the lake, as if it has been knitted on this picture scroll with a needle, quietly, without a trace of light. As we entered the water, the surface of the lake finally rippled slightly, but it soon returned to its original state.