They easily found the ghost lake exploration site that Donna had chosen, which was near the cabin. However, the lake was empty, and there was no sign of vehicles or equipment, and the only proof that Donna had been there were five four-claw anchors and five broken steel cables on the shore.

The two approached the steel cable, and Tian Meng immediately gasped in surprise.

The part left behind by the steel cable varies in length, from the longest being seven meters to the shortest being only half a meter. The same point is that the steel wires at the disconnection of the steel cable are stretched seven long and eight short, it can be seen that they are torn off by a huge force, and the rebound force after the steel cable breaks, and the rebound force of the steel cable after the collapse makes two of them straight upward, such as the neck cavity of the prisoner whose head disappeared after the same execution, which is full of hideous and cruel banter.

The steel cable and anchor post were set up to hold the car in place, and along with the steel cable, it was the five cars, Donna and the other nine people plus the equipment on the car that broke and disappeared along with the steel cable.

Lin Xuan inspected the anchor pile, the four claw expansion screws of the anchor pile were all half a foot deep into the rock, and they were anti-bracing barbs, unless the rock was blown open, it was impossible for the anchor pile to be destroyed.

"That's a lot of power, if the Russians don't use this kind of anchor pile, I'm afraid that they won't even leave the broken cable, but will be pulled into the lake together." Tian Meng was shocked, "But, what kind of terrifying creature exists in the lake that can produce such great power?"

Lin Xuan paced slowly along the shore of the lake, overlooking the center of the lake.

From the phone call with Donna just now, it was known that when the probe was about to reach the center of the lake, something happened when the probe was about to go. Looking at the situation at the scene, it should be that the attraction of the lake swept through the lake, sucking all the people and things on the shore into it and burying them at the bottom of the lake.

With the precedent of the car being crushed in Hantan, he became extremely calm, even if something happened ten times more terrifying and ten times weirder than now, he could accept it.

This is Tibet, a common rule of things in the hinterland, and it does not apply here.

He pulled out the phone and dialed the number Donna had given.

A mechanically dull electronically synthesized voice prompts: "Please enter the verification code."

Lin Xuan quickly typed in the second line of numbers, paused for three seconds, and immediately someone on the phone responded, it was a man who spoke Russian: "Donna, how are things going?"

Lin Xuan replied: "I am Lin Xuan, a friend of Donna, and she authorized me to use this number and complete the following work on her behalf."

The man's reaction was extremely fast, and he immediately changed to Chinese: "Is it Doctor Lin Xuan?" Donna has a lot of respect for you, and we are honored to have you on board. ”

Lin Xuan said lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't want to join any organization. Now, I need all the information about the ghost lake, and tell me everything that Donna has. She's my friend, and the last thing I want is for my friend to be in trouble. ”

He suppressed all his sorrow under an indifferent expression, because once he allowed the floodgates of emotion to vent, whether he was crying or laughing, he would lose his combat effectiveness. That's not helpful, it's pointless.

The man's voice sighed: "Yes, Donna has always been our Jingying, and she is the benchmark of the younger generation."

Lin Xuan frowned, his eyes suddenly became dry, and he blinked a few times, extremely uncomfortable.

He hadn't cried for a long time, but now, he suddenly had the urge to "tears and downpour". This time, he really lost Donna, the best girl who could be with him for the rest of his life.

Tian Meng walked over, gently grabbed Lin Xuan's arm, and slowly rested his head on his shoulder.

Now, with a big change, they are the only ones who can support and encourage each other.

Lin Xuan reported his e-mail address, and then told the other party: "Send me the information, and call me at any time if you have any questions."

He hung up the phone, adjusted his feelings, and whispered to Tian Meng: "The matter here has come to an end, let's go back."

Tian Meng nodded meekly, and the two turned around and walked towards the car.

Inadvertently turning around, Lin Xuan's gaze fell on the bushes twenty steps northwest of the cabin, and a gray figure showed his head, looked over here for a few seconds, and then fell down suddenly.

Lin Xuan immediately instructed Tian Meng: "You turn around from here and walk towards the bushes, I'll walk around in an arc and hit the bushes, there are people inside."

The two immediately separated, Lin Xuan bent over and walked for a while, estimating that he had left the sight of the person in the bushes, so he accelerated and ran, quickly approaching from the northeast of the bushes, and suddenly appeared in front of the lurker.

It was a thin and old Tibetan old man, only as tall as Lin Xuan's shoulders, and carrying two Tibetan machetes, one long and one short, in his hands. He wanted to swing his knife and slash, but Lin Xuan easily snatched the double knife and threw it more than a dozen steps away.

"Idiot...... You idiots, the ghost lake has just been quiet for decades, and you're here to disturb it...... The ghost lake, that is the mouth of the evil spirit that devours humanity...... Fool, get out, get out of the way, get out of the way......" The old man roared angrily and waved his arms in vain, but surrounded by Lin Xuan and Tian Meng, he had nothing to do at all.

Both of them were extremely fluent in Tibetan, and within a few minutes, they appeased the old man's affection.

"We're not bad guys, we're not in league with the Russians who explored the lake, sue us, what just happened? Where did those people and cars go?" Tian Meng asked again and again.

"What happened? The ghost door is open, and the ghost wants to eat people! The old man's withered and dry eyes rolled in horror, and he kept gesticulating indiscriminately, "Below the ghost lake is the ghost gate, when the ghost gate opens...... The lake is divided into two halves, and that is the upper and lower lips of the demon...... Eat tens of thousands of people, and it closes again. Those Russians are stupid enough to go down and make a fuss and wake up the sleeping demons...... We're done, we're going to be eaten, I'm going back to tell the folks, move out quickly, and go as far as possible......"

Tian Meng turned his head and sighed at Lin Xuan: "The knowledge I have learned since I was a child is in the category of 'atheism', but now, I prefer to believe that there are ghosts in the ghost lake - this puddle on the globe is only the size of a needle's tip, it really contains too much unbelievable content, maybe only the saying 'evil ghosts eat people' can explain it."

Lin Xuan and the other old man's irritability disappeared completely, so he took out a stack of banknotes, smiled and told the other party: "Sue sù what we just saw, this banknote will belong to you."

That money was enough 2,000 yuan, which was enough to cover the living expenses of a Tibetan family for three months.

The old man thought for a while, took the money, and pointed to the mound to the west: "Come with me, my grandfather knows a lot of things about the ghost lake Laang, and after listening to him, you will understand the ghost lake and the evil ghosts."

The three of them walked around the mound for ten minutes and arrived at a small village with only eight low stone houses.

On the way, the old man introduced himself as "Boza", a small nameless village where only his family of 23 lived, and it was his family who prevented Donna from testing her plane by the lake yesterday. His grandfather was the authority of the whole family, and everyone in the family called him "Nijia", which translates into Chinese as the number "two hundred", which is about equal to "two hundred years old" here, which means that his grandfather has lived two hundred years old.

Soon, under the leadership of Boza, Lin Xuan met the old man Nijia.

Nija was thinner than Boza, and could only lie trembling half-on the stone bed, breathing like a broken old bellows, high and low, intermittent, as if he would close his eyes and breathe at any moment.

Seeing him, Lin Xuan immediately thought of Master Jiajia, who had cultivated to the realm of "half-withered and half-glorious", because Nijia's face was also the appearance of a "wrinkled skin and skeleton". However, as soon as Nijia opened his eyes, a pair of dark blue eyes shone brightly, and the whole person became vivid and vivid, and he was fifty years younger in an instant.

"You are Han Chinese, we can talk in Chinese." Nical said. His voice was gentle and calm, his Chinese was very standard, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Xuan couldn't believe that this voice came from the mouth of a withered old man.

Boza explained in Tibetan next to him that Lin Xuan wanted to know about the evil ghosts in the ghost lake.

Nigyal suddenly shouted in Tibetan: "You have received money from other people, return it to them, quickly, quickly take it out!"

At first, Boza wanted to hide it, but after Nija said an extremely long ancient Tibetan spell, Boza immediately knelt on the ground, holding the stack of money in both hands, and handed it back to Lin Xuan.

"Go, face the wall and repent, and punish you for not eating for ten days." Nigar snorted again.

Boza stood up and walked out disgraced.

"True knowledge, like the nectar on a snow-capped mountain, needs to be held in a pure and clean jade bottle. The human mind is a jade bottle, always cleansed, not dusty, in order to load knowledge and convey it to the next generation. Nija raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and gently struck his heart.

His gaze moved back and forth on Lin Xuan and Tian Meng's faces, like two pillars of dark blue light, scanning the inner world of the two.

"The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror, always wipe diligently, don't make dust." Tian Meng responded.

It is said that the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Hongren, in order to test the shallowness and depth of the public's Zen understanding, in order to choose the inheritor of the mantle, ordered his disciples to make a test. At that time, Shenxiu was seated, and he could recite the verse, that is, the four sentences just now, and the whole temple recited it at one time.

The meaning of this verse is: The body is the root of enlightenment, and the mind is like a mirror, which can illuminate all things. When the image comes, the mirror does not increase, and when the image goes, the mirror does not decrease. Things move, the shadow moves and the Zen mind does not waver, and the object changes, the shadow goes away and the Zen mind is at ease.

Nijia is a Tibetan, and it is not easy to understand that "the heart is a jade bottle, don't mess with dust", which is already the level of Han Buddhist monks.

In that year, Shenxiu and Huineng competed for the mantle of the five ancestors Hongren, and after the defeat, they moved to Yuquan Temple in Dangyang Mountain, Jiangling, and opened a faction of the Northern Sect of Zen Buddhism. Zen Master Datong. He can consciously comprehend the Buddhism of "Body Bodhi, Heart Mirror Platform", and is known as the "Heart Master" for the descendants of the Northern School.

A worn carpet was spread in front of the stone bed in the Niga, and Lin Xuan slowly knelt down on his knees, clasped his palms together, and bowed reverently.

No one spoke in the stone house, and the air seemed to freeze.

"I've been waiting here for a long time...... For me, time doesn't matter, it's just the accumulation of the futility run of the clock, which can change the mountains, rivers and lakes, and change the seasons, but it has nothing to do with me. The deepest practice is to detach from time and become a duli individual. Nical said.

He raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the house overhead.

"Look at the cocoon." He said.

A gray cobweb, about a meter square, hangs from the corner of the house, sealing the corner. There are no spiders in the web, and only a gray cocoon hangs in the center, the size of an adult's fist. The cocoon must have been quite old, and the middle and lower parts were full of pinhole-like holes, so that most of the cocoons were like old cotton wool, and they bloomed with wisps, long and short fluff.

"In my eyes, it's not a cocoon, it's hidden." Lin Xuan replied respectfully.