(Girls' Literature)

I looked at these murals and took pictures with my mobile phone, and for a while I couldn't understand the hidden mysteries in them, but my intuition told me that the intention of these murals seemed to coincide with what I had been pursuing.

"Xiao Guan Ye, why did you go so far and still haven't found that fire fold?" The doornail reminded me.

"Maybe we haven't gotten deep enough." I didn't take the doornail reminder to heart, but continued to walk down to see the murals. Soon, the funeral mural also appeared on the stone wall, but the painter was much inferior to the stone room, and the characters were not so clearly depicted, I hurried to find the location of the little lama, and at a glance, I couldn't help but be a little disappointed, the little lama on this mural did not look out, because the picture was too brief, the side of the little lama was also very blurred, so I was not sure whether this was a knife or not.

Walking through this mural, on the next stone wall, the style of painting has changed greatly, no longer figure paintings and narrative paintings, but very terrifying scenes, from the background setting, the painting should be the underworld.

"Six reincarnations." "I've finally seen some normal murals," the doornail said. ”

I also tried to find what I was looking for from the murals, but I couldn't find anything anymore. This should be a way of Buddhism to persuade people to take refuge, so that people can fear the horror of reincarnation, devote themselves to the Buddha, transcend the six realms, and get rid of the difficulties of life and death.

I was secretly wondering, and suddenly I had an inexplicable thought, how is this kind of transcendence pursued by Buddhism different from the so-called immortality to some extent?

Live forever! My heart moved, I quickly turned on my phone, opened the picture and turned to the mural of the lama temple before, and seemed to understand something, could it be that those who drilled into the cracks have the art of immortality? That's why when the lama temple regained its light of day after thousands of years, it returned to the ground!

I looked into the dark depths of the crack and couldn't help but get excited.

"Xiao Guan Ye, I calculated." The door nail said: "We have gone down at least more than 500 meters now, why haven't we seen the fire fold yet?" ”

"More than five hundred meters?" I came back to my senses and looked up, and the crack had become very wide, except for the flashlight in our hands, and there was a wandering and dim place all around, as if I was in the depths of the universe.

"Let's go down and see." I took a breath and continued walking.

The doornail followed: "Why am I getting more and more bottomless?" Looking at this situation, we won't go to the Hades Palace, right? ”

"No, Hades doesn't accept us." I said, "There is a grandfather covering it." ”

As soon as the words ended, I saw that at the end of our flashlight, there was no way.

When you walk in, you can't help but be staggered that there is an incomparably huge building there.

The whole building takes on the outline of a castle tower, spanning between the two stone walls of the crack, four or five stories high, and two huge wooden doors that separate the crack from the ground.

The wooden door is about nine meters high and at least four to five meters wide, and the mottled red paint has been badly peeled off, revealing the thick wood texture inside, which looks extremely old and heavy.

"Little Guan Ye?" The door nail wiped his sweat: "This time I don't seem to be able to do anything, I can't push it when I think about it." ”

I didn't say anything, vigilantly approached the wooden door, and used a flashlight to shine on the outline of the city tower, this architectural style, should belong to the Qing Dynasty, and then knocked on the wooden door, emitting a metal-like sonorous echo, it was golden silk nanmu.

How much wood does it cost to consume such a large golden silk nanmu giant gate? In the Qing Dynasty, the golden silk nanmu was basically consumed and almost extinct, even in the heyday of Kangqian, Qianlong wanted to repair the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, but he couldn't find the golden silk nanmu, and he had the idea of the imperial tomb of the previous dynasty, and it is said that he was frightened by a sentence on the door of the imperial tomb of the former dynasty.

The Qianqing Palace is a symbol of imperial power, the façade of the dynasty, even the main hall has not been able to get the golden silk nanmu, how can it be so aggressive in this remote place? The emperors of the Qing Dynasty were all inspirational, even if Qianlong was so happy, he would not have made such a bloody investment, and this place is still a place that people can't see.

"Xiao Guan Ye, what kind of birdman do you think that?" The doornails pointed to the stone walls on either side and called me.

I followed the prestige, and I saw that there were many grottoes on the stone walls on both sides, and there were many stone statues carved inside.

It's the sun black! Lots of sun black!

The carving of the stone statue is very exquisite, and almost even the texture of the black feathers of the sun is depicted in detail and lifelike.

With the lesson of the Qinling War God Palace, I immediately turned out my dagger and walked towards the stone wall on one side vigilantly: "Take a closer look, this thing is not necessarily as simple as a statue. ”

"What else would it be?" The doornail followed me closely: "Will they still survive?" ”

I recalled my experience in the Palace of the God of War when I was caught by the sun, and muttered, "That's hard to say. ”

When I got closer, I exhaled a long breath, all the sun black statues only have the front half of the body, and the rest of the place is integrated with the stone wall, it seems that it is carved from the stone wall on the spot, not a living thing. There was no sun Wudu squatting rigidly in the grotto, the small claws in front of his chest, grasping a vicious-looking, colorful corpse Gu.

"Holy shit, birds have little cocks too?" The doornail smacked: "It's really an eye-opener!" ”

I glanced at the evil expression of the door stud, shook my head and sighed, "Follow me to open the door." ”

As I spoke, I went to the two large wooden doors and pressed my hand on them.

"Master, can we be more professional?" The door nail looked at the wooden door and made a sad face: "This door also weighs a thousand catties, what if it flashes your waist?" As he spoke, he took out a bundle of flying tiger claws from the treasure bag, shook them a few times, threw them on the city tower, and pulled hard, and the flying tiger claws hooked the stone bricks on the gatehouse.

"Promising." I patted him on the shoulder, grabbed the rope and was about to climb up.

"Stop!" Suddenly, from the darkness behind us, there was a shout of stopping.

I was stunned at the same time as the doornail, and quickly turned the flashlight to shine it behind me, and saw a man in a Tibetan robe sitting on the stone steps not far behind us.

"Knives!" I took a breath and almost lost my voice. He was a completely different person from the one I saw in the meditation room, his face was much cleaner, and his dull eyes became sharper than before, which made me both excited and strange.

"It's a path of reincarnation." Xiaodao stood up: "In front of you is the boundary gate, after this realm, you are no longer you, you don't have to bear that kind of price." ”

"How do you know?" I looked at him with the same look.

Xiao Dao said expressionlessly: "Because there was a person who crossed this realm recently, and now he is better than dead." ”

"Is that you?" I snorted, "But I see you're alive and well now." ”

"Don't believe me, look at your own time." The knife glanced faintly at the watch on my wrist.

I subconsciously went to look at my watch, and I couldn't help but be stunned, the hands were static, and then I took out my phone to see that it was two o'clock in the morning, just before we walked into this crack.