According to history, the Gypsies were originally from northwestern India and began to migrate around the 10th century, spreading to all continents of the world. It is a people who naturally like to wander, and has a very conservative national character at heart, and is very resistant to other cultures and changes. For a long time, fortune-telling with crystal balls was a traditional profession for gypsy women, and there have been more than a dozen world-renowned gypsy witches in history, each of whom is not inferior to the famous prophetic book "The Ages".

Lin Xuan couldn't say more, he knew that Gesang had a strange background, but he didn't expect him to be involved with a gypsy witch.

"Oracle, it's always been here, it's great......" Gesang spoke, speaking a unique language close to Hindi, Lin Xuan listened as best he could, but he could only vaguely hear the above words.

He could see the left side of Gesang's face, and he was struck by the reverent expression on her face.

This crystal ball made of water came from Master Jiayu, and Gesang was able to understand the crystal ball's story, and it seemed that the two of them were the ones who could communicate with each other.

Gesang's hand gradually touched Qiyun, and then passed through the cloud, grabbing at the group of steam engines.

Due to the visual deformation effect of the crystal ball, Lin Xuan felt that her hand was like the palm of a giant spirit, falling from the sky, and she could grab anything in the crystal ball world at will, and even uproot the steam engine. But then the world would fall apart. Intuitively, he felt that he should stop Gesang and defend the unknown world.

"Gesang, stop!" Lin Xuan shouted.

"What do you want to say?" Gesang really stopped, turned his head and asked.

"What the hell is going on? Where are you from and what are you doing? Who was the dead man who brought you before? Who hit him hard?" Lin Xuan asked rhetorically.

Since Gesang is falsely deaf and dumb, the communication between the two is much easier.

Gesang shook her head, her eyes showing indifference that was not commensurate with her age.

"You don't want to say? Don't dare to say it, can't say it, or don't you know?" Lin Xuan asked urgently.

Before the whole thing gets out of control, Lin Xuan must recognize who is the enemy and who is the friend.

"Those things have nothing to do with you, do you know that it will only increase your troubles?" Gesang also asked rhetorically.

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly: "I should at least know whether what you want to do next is right or wrong."

Suddenly, Lin Xuan sensed that danger was approaching, and a man dressed in gray also appeared in the Mani Stone Formation. The man's clothes were cleverly painted in color close to Mani stone, and the patterns were both words and drawings, subtly blending in with the terrain on all sides.

"Finally found the end." The man walked up step by step, with an evil sneer on his face, and looked at Gesang through the crystal ball.

"Where's the end?" Gesang asked coldly.

"That's it." The man points to the world in the crystal ball. Behind his right wrist was a half-foot-long knife, the blade of which had been matte, reflecting a pale gray glimmer with a terrifying aura of death. His face was also painted with paint, red and white, like a clown who had just stepped off the stage.

The formation was made of Mani stones, and the man's outfit was like an oversized Mani stone, and if he deliberately hid it, others would not be able to find it.

Gesang shook his head and sneered: "What do you know? Even if you get it, you'll never be able to go there. ”

The man also shook his head: "I don't care, my mission is to get it." Whoever stands in my way will be splattered with blood on the spot. ”

Lin Xuan was confused by these headless conversations, but he deduced the identity of the other party from a leopard pattern on the handle of the man's knife, that is, the Brahma Society, the largest underworld organization in India.

The original origin of the Indian leopard is Jammu and Kashmir in the south of Kashmir, and the nest of the "Brahma Society" is also located there.

Lin Xuan would not let the killers of the Brahma Society hurt Gesang, because the dead man by the ghost lake had already entrusted Gesang to himself.

"You don't know it, it's all phantoms here, and no one can take it away. Since you are a member of the 'Brahma Society', why didn't Kamiyan, the 'big leopard' who is in charge of border affairs, come? If you want to come, won't you be sent to death?" Gesang said.

She was such a thin person, calm and unflustered in the face of an aggressive killer.

"You stand back, I won't hurt you for the time being, stand back!" Seeing this, the killer twisted his wrist and showed a knife.

Gesang suddenly took a deep breath, straightened up, and listened to something.

Her expression was so focused that even the slight flutter of her nose stopped, and she listened intently, listening intently.

Lin Xuan was also listening, but there was nothing in the air, only the sound of the ever-present wind in the hidden land after passing through the Mani stone pile. In the distance, early risers are shouting morning exercises, ready to start the day's chanting. Other than that, there is nothing but emptiness and dead silence.

"That's good......" Later, Gesang sighed contentedly.

To Lin Xuan's surprise, Master Jiayu actually responded to this sentence: "Yes, it's so good, it's so beautiful, that place is really a distant paradise."

Lin Xuan's mind turned, and he realized that they were referring to the world in the crystal ball. However, he then asked himself, "Is that huge steam engine a zài?" If there really exists, in which secret corner of the earth is it the deepest part of the Himalayas?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? What are you talking about?" The killer of the Brahma Society was a little baffled, turning his head left and right, glaring at Kelsang and Guru Gyalha.

"This is really the supreme realm of 'one sand, one world, one flower and one Buddha country'!" Gesang sighed lightly, a satisfied smile on his face.

Lin Xuan took half a step back, ready to rush out suddenly to subdue the killer.

"It's a pity that we don't necessarily get to that place with all our life's work." Gesang's fingers moved, pinching a cloud of water vapor.

Lin Xuan leisurely thought that the flag clouds on the top of Mount Everest had attracted a large number of pilgrims to chase and worship, but no one could really get close to those strange clouds. Between the clouds and people, it is always as if it is close and far away. In the small crystal ball, is there also a miniature world of the Everest flag cloud?

"There is no way to do it, if you don't have the chance, the hiding place will not be opened, and the door to that place will not be opened. However, I always believe that the opportunity is coming. Guru Jiayu said.

"Give me that," the Brahma killer shouted, swinging his knife at Kelsang's wrists as he reached out his left hand to insert the crystal ball.

Suddenly, the crystal ball shattered, and with a pop, water droplets splashed.

Lin Xuan rushed forward at the last moment, clasped the killer's right wrist with both hands, twisted and pushed, and the three joints of the opponent's right arm were dislocated at the same time, and the knife fell to the ground with a bang.

The crystal ball broke, and the interior disappeared without leaving a trace.

The water was still there, but it was just a small puddle at Guru Jia's feet.

The killer was stunned, forgetting about the current situation of the enemy, and just muttered to himself: "What's the matter? What about zinc houses and palaces? What about the steam engine?"

"Don't kill him." Guru Jiahu commanded in a deep voice.

Lin Xuan had no intention of killing, but in order to protect Gesang, he had to take action.

Gesang shook his head: "Don't kill in Mani Stone Tepe, it will cause a series of unpredictable strange things!"

Lin Xuan nodded, let go of the killer, and slowly stepped back. He agreed with Gesang that the Mani stone represented the mystical wisdom of Tibet, and that once it was tainted by the blood of filthy people, it was likely to cause the situation to spiral out of control.

Lin Xuan knew that it was easy to kill the killer, but the other party was just a small member of the Brahma Society, at most he was a scout for information, and it didn't matter if he killed or not. However, leaving a living mouth will also lead to the leakage of secrets, and the Temple of Extreme Things will never live in peace.

"What about the steam engine? What about the legendary Land of Extremes? Where is it? Where?" The killer yelled at Gesang, completely oblivious to the fact that he had assassinated him a few minutes earlier.

"It's just a hallucination, I told you." Gesang replied.

In Lin Xuan's view, it is more appropriate to say that it is not so much an "illusion" as a "mirage". The blending of water vapor and light and shadow presents some specific scenes, either flat display or three-dimensional display, and its principle is similar. If you can't extricate yourself from being obsessed with a momentary phantom, it is a very miserable and stupid thing.

"No, that's not an illusion, that's not ......" The killer suddenly raised his left hand, his index and middle fingers flexed like hooks, and inserted them into his eyes.

Lin Xuan moved faster, inserted his right palm into the opponent's left armpit, and pinched it, paralyzing half of the opponent's body and unable to harm himself.

He didn't want to see any bloodshed in Mani Tepe, including the killer's self-inflicted suicide.

"Stop, don't think about it, that will break your mind and die." After he stopped the other party from committing suicide, he immediately whispered a warning.

"That's not an illusion, I'm going there...... I'm going there......" The killer turned, his hands down, and muttered as he walked out of the formation. His feet swayed, as if he had lost his soul.

Ordinary people's brain power is extremely limited, and when they encounter a very difficult problem, they will stop and cannot think deeply. If you insist on acting recklessly, your brain will quickly collapse and you will fall into delirium. As a doctor, Lin Xuan is well aware of this, but any medical means can only interfere from the outside, and cannot change the subjective illness in the patient's heart.

"Don't worry about him, I think there is a big problem in his brain, causing irreversible damage Alas, this virtual world that appears in the crystal ball is built by relying on people's thinking ability, and what you see directly reflects the level of your brain work. What you see, he may not see, understand?" Gesang said.

Lin Xuan reluctantly retreated, giving up on rescuing the killer.

Gesang nodded to Lin Xuan: "Thank you."

Lin Xuan shook his head: "No thanks, it's just that now I see that you can speak and listen, it's really a joy to see."

His sincere words and sincere attitude moved Gesang greatly, and his cheeks unconsciously flushed.

"This will be my end." Sorrow was written on his face.

"I'm here, your mission is complete, isn't it?" Gesang said.

Master Jiayu raised his head, his two very different eyes widening, staring at Gesang deadly. The difference between one withering and one glory is so great, as if his body was cut apart and then reversed, and there seems to be no harmony at all.

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