The cave is winding around, surrounded by obvious traces of artificial carving, I don't know who took so much effort to dig such a big hole here.

And this cave must have been dug up after the behemoth smashed down, otherwise with the momentum of the behemoth, the cave would have collapsed a long time ago.

Finally, after some journey, the black-haired monster stopped, and fell to his knees with a pop, not daring to go any further.

But I was horrified to find that not far ahead, there were bursts of light, like the light of a candle.

"Who is it?" I subconsciously shouted.

There was a deathly silence that answered me, and no one spoke, and I seemed to hear a rustling sound from there, as if a pen was scratching a piece of paper.

I walked up tremblingly, and subconsciously told me that there must be someone in this place.

The black-haired monster didn't stop me, just let me go up.

When I got closer to the candlelight, I realized that it was coming from a pit in the ground. I walked to the edge of the pit and looked down, and when I saw it, I was horrified.

There is nothing abnormal about this scene itself, but when this scene appears in this isolated place, it is strange and incomprehensible.

In the pit, there was only a stone table and a stone bench, and on the stone table, there was a man lying on his stomach, in the light of a white candle, the man seemed to move, his shadow was shaking, and in front of him was a piece of paper, on which he was writing and drawing, and he did not know what was written.

He was so focused that the movement of my arrival, even the movement of the black-haired monster crashing through the stone door, still failed to alarm him.

This scene is too normal, in this place that has been isolated from the world for hundreds or even thousands of years, there are still "living people" writing at the desk, which makes people feel frightened.

"Hello." I greeted each other with trepidation.

The other party didn't seem to hear me, I shouted, but he still ignored me and continued to write and draw on the paper.

"Hello?" I shouted again, making sure he couldn't hear me, and then I was relieved that he wasn't going to hurt me.

I looked at him from a different angle, hoping to see his face.

But he was always immersed in writing, and the candlelight was so faint that I couldn't see him at all, so I had to go into the pit and see what was going on with this strange man.

When I walked down, I was really shocked.

The person in front of him, his complexion was completely normal, a pair of cloudy eyes, staring carefully at the paper in front of him, on that paper, densely packed with all kinds of strange symbols and patterns, although he couldn't understand it, but he could barely see some of the turntable patterns on it.

His breathing was normal, he looked like a god, and he was a big living person.

My first thought was that this man was actually a normal living person, and there might be other entrances leading to here, which is why he came here.

It's just that his tattered clothes, dirty cheeks, and old wrinkles make him look as if he hasn't been out in a while.

And as I looked at him closely, I suddenly thought, could it be that this place leads to the outside? That is, here is the exit.

I remembered the exit location that Brother Gao Leng pointed out to me, as if the exit location pointed out by Brother Gao Leng was indeed near here, that is to say, the black-haired monster didn't want to hurt me, but wanted to rescue me.

I was so excited.

"Hello." I whispered in his ear.

He finally reacted, and his head lifted slightly. It may be that he has been holding one position for too long, so the movement of his head is slow, and it feels as if a machine is controlling his body.

His expression was flat, but his eyes revealed endless confusion, and he looked at me in surprise.

The goatee on his chin was almost on the table, and he didn't know how long it hadn't shaved.

"Hello." I shouted again.

He finally reacted, and like a tiger descending from the mountain, he grabbed my neck violently, pressed me to the mountain wall, and stared at me with cannibalistic eyes: "Who are you?" How did you get in? Why bother me to look into it. ”

I was caught breathless, and hurriedly raised my hands in surrender, signaling that I had no ill will and asked him to let go of me.

He was still cautious of me, but with much less force, and I was finally able to breathe freely.

I took a deep breath and said, "I just broke in by accident, fell down the mountain, wanted to get out, and before I knew it, I came here." ”

"Impossible." He said angrily: "This is a forbidden place, my people are guarding it, and they won't let you break in." ”

"Really." I coughed a few times and told him to let me go. I even shouted out to speak, my mind was blurry, and my thoughts were not very clear.

He saw that I had no power to resist in front of him, so he let go of me and said coldly: "King and Xiaowang, you come in." ”

But no one responded.

He roared angrily: "Big King and Little King, I'll let you come in and explain to me what's going on with him." ”

Still no response.

He was furious and slammed his fist on the mountain wall, smashing a crack in the mountain wall.

He grabbed the crack, and as soon as he used his hand, he flew up to the top of the hole, and shouted out to the big king and the little king.

"Stop shouting, there's no one here." I said, "Not one. ”

"What about people?" He was furious and stared at me through gritted teeth: "You killed them? ”

"Nope." I only wonder what kind of era this guy is, the tone of his voice, and the clothes on his body, all show that he seems to be a little out of place in today's society: "Since we came in, we haven't seen a living person." ”

He froze for a moment, then suddenly reacted, jumped down the cave again, and glared at me: "How long have I been here?" ”

"I ...... I do not know. ”

"How many years is Tang Zhenguan now?" The other party asked.

During the Tang Zhenguan period? I gasped, startled by a strange thought that came to my mind. What does that mean? Could it be that the person in front of him is from the Tang Dynasty?

I looked at him incredulously. And he grabbed my throat again: "I ask you, it's been a few years since Tang Zhenguan." ”

I took a deep breath and said, "It's the twenty-first century. ”

"The twenty-first century? What do you mean? He looked at me in surprise: "Taizong...... Dead? ”

Tang Taizong Li Shimin? It's been more than a thousand years since I died.

I realized that there was too much problem with the person in front of me, and hurriedly comforted him and said: "Don't worry, listen to me, Tang Taizong has been dead for more than a thousand years, and the Tang Dynasty has long since fallen, that is to say, the current time is a thousand years after your consciousness stays in time......"

"Nonsense, nonsense." The other party scolded, and then threw me aside: "Now that emperor is on the throne?" ”

"Emperor?" I'm dumbfounded, where can I go to find the emperor for you? However, I realized that forcibly instilling this set of facts in him would make him more uncomfortable, so I simply advised: "The emperor is Obama now." ”

"Obama? Fan people? He was surprised.

I immediately nodded.

He sighed: "I think that my vassal country is strong and strong, and it is also a trend of time before the Central Plains is unified." Ay. ”

My eyes fell on the paper on which he was writing and drawing, and he immediately put it away and glared at me: "Hugh is going to look around." ”

I immediately looked away from the table.

"What about my people?" He asked again.

"I don't know." I didn't dare to tell him about the death of his people, lest he get excited and do anything excessive to me: "How have you persevered all these years, and what have you eaten?" ”

"The big king and the little king are responsible for bringing me food." "It's just that I don't think the two of you have sent it to me for a while, and now I'm a little hungry," he said. ”

Fortunately, I carried some beef jerky with me and hurriedly gave it to him. He seemed to be really hungry and hurriedly ate it.

Seeing him gobble up, I had a lot on my mind. I'm pretty sure he's a thousand years ago.

Only, how did he survive? In this dark space, there is no food, no water, and it even serves the natural aging rate of the human body, not eating, drinking, or talking for more than a thousand years, and even maintaining a posture motionless......

Could it be because of the behemoth below?

It's incredible to think about it.

When he had eaten his fill, he offered to go outside and find out where the people had gone.

I went out with him and asked him what he was doing here.

He didn't say much, but simply said that he was carrying out the task assigned by Songtsen Gampo and studying something.

I knew that what he said must be a behemoth under the stone, and I asked him if he had developed any doorways. He looked at me questioningly, suspecting that I was a spy sent by the enemy.

I quickly shut up and asked no more.

When I walked up to the black-haired monster, I glanced at it with a little trepidation. The goatee patted the black-haired monster on the shoulder and sighed: "You are the only one who will always accompany me." ”

It turned out that the black-haired monster and the goatee actually knew each other, and I quickly asked the goatee what it was and why it looked so strange?

Goat's Nonsense told me that this was actually a friend of his, and that there are many patients with "hirsutism" in Tibetan areas, and this Niger Lesang is one of them.

Because he suffers from a strange disease, he has low self-esteem since he was a child, does not want to see people, and has a cowardly personality. However, he practiced good kung fu, and his body was light and strong, and he was one against ten.

Goatee saw that he was a good material, so he simply took him under his command and became a protector of the Dharma.

The Dharma protector has strong skills, and he has fought in the north and south with him, saving his life countless times. After Songtsen Gampo's death, he was arranged to do research work here, and Niger Lesan never abandoned him, and took the initiative to invite Ying to come here, ready to spend the rest of his life with him.

It's a pity that this Nigeresan has developed limbs and is simple-minded, can't speak, and can't even express his thoughts, otherwise he must be a pillar of the country.

After listening to it, I sighed, I didn't expect that this black-haired monster was also a human, and it was a person from a thousand years ago. Looking at his appearance, I was a little scared.

However, the black-haired monster was very docile in front of the goatee, which was very different from the black-haired monster I had seen.