From the time I heard the stuffy oil bottle speak to the time I found him disappear in front of me, it was definitely not more than five seconds, even a mouse could not disappear in front of my eyes so quickly in this environment, let alone a person.

I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously took a step back, wanting to take a closer look, but in a trance, I saw that the stuffy oil bottle appeared in front of me again.

The fat man was right behind me, gave me a step back, startled, and asked, "What's going on?" ”

I was confused for a while, and said, "No...... It's okay. ”

The stuffy bottle didn't seem to know that something was wrong with him, paused, beckoned us, and began to crawl forward at a faster pace.

This hidden appeared in an instant, although I felt very real, but when I saw the scene in front of me, I suddenly lost my full certainty, and I was very puzzled, could it be that the air here made me hallucinate?

The situation did not allow me to think too much, the fat man pulled my feet behind me to urge me, I wondered while climbing with him for a distance, and when I climbed over the section where the stuffy oil bottle disappeared just now, I paid special attention to look around, and there were no depressions or places that could give me illusions, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

After passing through this section, and advancing for about ten minutes, the stuffy oil bottle suddenly loosened, and the whole person leaned out, and I saw that the front became more spacious, and I knew that the exit had arrived.

At the end of the gap was a large number of rocks, after climbing out, the stuffy oil bottle hit a few glow sticks, thrown around, the warm light of the yellow sè lit up the whole place, I turned my head to look, and found that this should be a relatively spacious place in the whole mountain crack, about the width of four or five Jinbei bread, about a basketball court and a half, and the bottom was full of large and small gravel. It was torn off when this crack was formed.

The fat man expanded the aperture of the flashlight, looked around, and said, "It's strange, there are murals here, it seems that we are not the first people to come here." ”

We walked up and found that there was indeed a large colorful sè mural on the cracked mountain wall, but the frescoes were very poorly preserved, and the faces were dim, and the patterns on them could barely be distinguished as similar to the situation of the heavenly maiden flying to the sky.

The entrance to this place is pressed by a large sealing stone, and there are murals inside. What the hell is this place? Again, I wondered.

Walking back and forth, among the gravel, we found several small hot spring eyes, all shallow, but steaming, indescribably tempting. No traces of anyone else's activity were found.

Further inside, the gap gradually closed again, until it became a small gap two people wide. Going deep into the rocks, hot air blew from time to time through the cracks, and I stepped aside and shone in, but I couldn't see the bottom, and I didn't know where it went.

We exchanged opinions, and decided that there was no need to go in again, this was already a good place to escape the blizzard, and there was no big problem with the air when we were fat, and we turned on the wind lamps for long-lasting lighting, and the small gap when the stuffy oil bottle climbed back to inform the people outside.

After a while, Monk Hua and Ye Cheng came in one after another, and Shunzi also pulled Pan Zi in, I immediately went to check on his condition, and found that because of the temperature here, his face had begun to be rosy, but his hands and feet were still cold. I don't know if I'll be able to make it through.

The way up is led by him, if he dies, although it will not be impossible to say that it will not be able to go down, but there will be a lot more difficulties, plus I also like this person very much, I really don't want him to die so innocently because of us.

Monk Hua checked his heartbeat and pulse, then asked me to get out of the way, soaked the hot spring water with a towel, put it on the stone to cool down a little, wiped Junko's body, and waited until his whole body was blood-red, and then poured some hot water into him, Junzi began to cough violently, and his eyelids jumped.

We breathed a sigh of relief, and Monk Hua said, "Okay, I can't die." ”

The atmosphere eased down, and the fat man and Ye Chengdu took out their cigarettes, lit them and smoked them. At this time, Chen Pi Ah Si also helped Pan Zi in.

After this series of incidents, we were all exhausted and had no strength to speak, so we each found a comfortable place to lean on.

The snow melted into water due to the change in temperature, and our clothes and shoes began to get wet, so we took off our clothes and steamed them on dry stones. Ye Cheng took out the compressed cans and threw them into the hot spring water to heat them up for everyone.

I went to see the murals I found just now with Monk Hua while eating, it is very obvious that it is naturally formed here, and the space is narrow, why should I paint murals here, just now the stuffy oil bottle suddenly disappeared in front of me, and the huge sealing stone at the entrance of the cave gave me a very unnatural feeling.

People who deal with antiquities are always very interested in frescoes and reliefs, which carry a lot of information, and other people are gradually coming to see us.

However, there is not much information on the murals, and the murals of the Celestial Maiden Flying to the Sky are mostly on the gorgeous court or ritual vessels, which only show a beautiful scene of singing and dancing, and have no practical significance. Most of the fragments of murals here are like this, and here are people who crawled out of the ancient tombs, and they have seen a lot of them, and they lose interest when they see them.

I was about to go back and rub my toes, but I was sweating a lot along the way, and my toes were numb and numb. At this time, I heard the fat man "tsk", stretched out his thumb, and began to peel off the mural with his hands.

I asked him what was going on, and although this thing was of little value, it was a relic of the past, and you couldn't destroy it.

The fat man said, "What nonsense are you talking about, my nails are worthless?" I don't usually peel off things, you can come and see for yourself, this mural has two layers! ”

"Two floors?" I sighed, frowned, what did my heart mean?

Everyone gathered around again, walked over to see what he was talking about, he let us look at his fingers, only to see that there was a red sè cinnabar material scraped off it, and then look at the ground in front of him, sure enough, there is a piece of composition in the corner of the mural that is obviously different from the one on the side, and the things painted are also different, but this place is extremely inconspicuous, if it were not for the sharp eyes of the fat man, it would never be visible.

This is apparently caused by someone repainting a mural to obscure the original mural.

The upper layer gradually peels off because of the exposure to the air, revealing the frescoes behind it, which is a common thing in oil paintings.

The fat man continued to scrape with his fingers, and where he scraped off, some bright faces began to appear.

I also scraped the mural with my fingers, and found that the surface layer did not seem to have completed all the processes, so the fat man scraped casually, and he could simply wipe off Yan sè, otherwise if you follow the complete steps, there will be a special layer of clear material on the outside of the mural after the Tang Dynasty, and this layer of things will protect the mural like varnish, so that Yan sè is not so easy to fade and peel.

Chen Pi's brows furrowed very tightly, and soon, a large basin-sized mural was peeled off, and after this mural, there appeared a half-carriage painted with multicolored paints, the carriage was obviously floating on the clouds, and several women in Mongolian costumes served around the carriage, and the owner of the carriage was a fat man, and I had never seen this man's costume.

It's a narrative mural, and I suddenly get nervous.

Obviously, someone painted a narrative mural first, but for some reason, they were in a hurry to replace it with another one, and the time may have been very tight at that time, so the outside mural was not even completed.

Chen Pi'a Si looked at the whole mural, looked at the surrounding environment, and said to us, "This ...... It has something to do with the Heavenly Palace, clear the entire wall, and see what is said in the mural. ”

I had long wanted to do it, and now with the others, I sacrificed my nails and began jīng fine work to peel off the murals on the stone walls.

The frescoes peeled off in large swaths, and after a while, a colorful and majestic picture scroll gradually unfolded in front of us