"Why didn't Iron Sandmouth mention you so crookedly when he introduced you to me?" I'm a little impatient, this kind of person has been at the border for a long time, always insecure, I understand the door nails, as if I just stepped into this road, think about the first time I was abducted to Erlong Mountain by Uncle Yu and glasses, I also have doubts about everything, that will affect unity, but at that time I was too naïve, I didn't realize the danger of things at all, but even so, I didn't seem to be as crooked as him at that time.

The doornail saw that I was getting angry, so I had to bite the bullet and get in.

I patted him on the shoulder: "No matter how you mixed with my second uncle back then, or what my second uncle promised you, I am not him, and the bottom line of being a man is different, but one thing I can guarantee is that I pulled you into the water, I cover you, and before my most ironclad brother arrives, your life is my life." ”

Very emotional, if I hadn't met a beard in Erlong Mountain, I might not be able to say this kind of thing today, I don't believe that an old man like him has never been on the ground, in fact, there is no shortage of people like door nails, but no one has a heart-to-heart with them, when I said these words, I obviously noticed a subtle change in his expression.

"Cheng, Xiao Guan Ye, with your words, my heart is also steady." The door nail suddenly changed the style, but walked in front: "To be honest, I am still a stick, I don't even ask for my mother-in-law, let alone posterity, the first road is impassable, just follow you to toss, from now on, within five steps, I will protect you." As he spoke, he pulled out the dagger with his backhand and swirled it in his palm.

I looked, okay, the kid is really a pig to eat elephants, I didn't expect that I had a lot of gains, but this trick doesn't work for everyone, the iron sand mouth said that the door nail is a usable person, not just talk about it, if there is no such premise, it is estimated that it is useless.

After walking a few steps, the secret door behind him suddenly came to the ground, we shrank our necks, and quickly looked back, and saw that the stone door was being reset, but it was resisted by the hammer handle, making a squeak that made the roots of the teeth tremble, the force of the mechanism was very large, and the hammer handle was a little swollen and cracked, but soon the pressure of closure and the toughness of the hammer handle reached a certain balance, and the stone door did not move.

The door nail wiped his sweat and gave me a thumbs up: "Master, there is a way!" ”

"You don't have to shoot sycophants." I pointed to the bottom and motioned to continue: "For the continuity of anti-theft, many of the tomb's mechanisms are reused, and the recovery mechanism is very powerful, such as the catastrophic anti-theft device of quicksand and rocks, which will be passively activated after the recovery mechanism loses its anti-theft effect, so the mechanism compound has to be prevented, and sometimes it is more terrible than quicksand and rocks." ”

"Then why are you defenseless in the pagoda?" The doornail glanced back at me, saw that I had a black face, and quickly turned his head: "Did you slap your face again?" ”

Walk to the position of the fire fold, the road to the end, there is a small platform for only three or five people to stand, outside the platform, is a very steep like a deeper extension of the stone steps, it can be seen that the stone walls on both sides of the road have not been artificially excavated, but a naturally formed mountain crack, this platform, is the boundary between the road and the mountain crack.

The door nail shone it down with a flashlight, and it was bottomless, and I couldn't help but speak: "Xiao Guan Ye, the more I look at this, the more I think about the bottomless pit in Journey to the West?" ”

"You also went to the West Heaven to learn scriptures?" I crouched down, picked up the fire fold and threw it down.

"I haven't done anything to learn scriptures, and I haven't done anything less about sending scriptures, but that place is not called Xitian." The doornail said thoughtfully: "But it is called heaven and earth." ”

"You haven't been to the West Heaven, how do you know this is a bottomless pit?" I watched the fire fold roll all the way down, and I didn't mean to stop at all, and my heart said don't be really a bottomless pit, this face is much stronger than before.

In a few minutes, the fire fold had rolled to a very deep place, and only a point of light remained, and suddenly, I don't know if it burned out, or if it hit something, it was extinguished.

"What to do? Can't get down? The doornail had a bottomless expression.

I hesitated for a moment, thinking that there was no hope of going back at all, and that the was blowing out, even without the sun I mentioned, there should always be a vent to connect with the outside world, otherwise there would be no wind here. Make up your mind and point downward: "Let's go, go to the West Heaven." ”

The doornail smacked: "Why does this sound so unlucky." ”

"Then go to heaven and earth." I laughed.

The doornail sighed: "Alas, forget it, it's all a half-life job." With that, he stepped up the stairs and walked down.

After walking for a long time, I began to wipe my sweat with the door nails, and obviously felt that the further down I went, the higher the temperature in the air, and there was a lot of geothermal heat in Tibet. So why is there a secret door at the entrance to this passage? And use those wet corpses as cover? For a moment, intense curiosity triumphed over reason again.

Gradually, the humidity of the air also slowly increased, and the stone walls on both sides seemed to be much smoother than before, and there seemed to be signs of artificial polishing, and slowly, murals appeared on the stone walls.

The paint of the mural is very peeling off very badly, but from the remaining lines, you can see the shadow left by the oxidation of the rock, and you can basically see the content of the painting.

In the background of the painting, the outline of many mountains is outlined with lines, among which there is a temple on the mountainside, and my heart moves, it is this lama temple again!

In the open space in front of the temple, there are many people kneeling in one direction, I took a breath, thinking that it was the funeral mural again, but when I went down to look at it, I found that it was not, they were kneeling and worshipping, it was a huge bird, I looked at the shape of the bird, and I took a deep breath of cold air - Sun Wu!

On the back of the giant bird, there is a sphere that emits light, subjectively I thought it was the sun, but after a closer look, I found that there are many complex and strange patterns on the surface of the sphere, just like the furrow of the human brain, which shocked my heart even more, it was a bronze ball!

Looking further down, the situation has changed, the giant bird is gone, the bronze ball is falling rapidly, falling into a snow-capped mountain, for a while the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are lightless, as if the heaven and earth are back in chaos, the wind is raging, the blizzard is blowing, there is an avalanche on the snow-capped mountain where the lama temple is located, and the temple is buried.

I was fascinated and continued to walk down, and I saw that after everything had subsided, a crack appeared in the ground of the snow-capped mountain, and I wondered if it was caused by the impact of the bronze ball. Many people got into that crack, presumably to escape the disaster outside. Looking down further, there was another avalanche, and the lama temple saw the light of day, and at this time, those people hiding in the cracks came out of the ground. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but feel inexplicably moved in my heart, because the final content of the mural was obviously the legend told by Tashi, but the legend began after the Lama Temple regained the light of day, and the events expressed in this mural occurred before the Lama Temple was buried by an avalanche.

However, what puzzles me particularly is the contradiction of time. According to Tashi's legend, the lama temple was rediscovered more than two hundred years ago, and as far as I can tell in the past few places total

The clues of the knot can be seen that that kind of bronze ball is at least the product of thousands of years ago, and for thousands of years, the lama temple was buried in the snow and can be preserved I have no opinion, but those who got into the cracks, can they live for so long?