Ruan Feng suddenly sniffed, smiled and moved his steps to change to the upper hand. This guy's expression was full of weirdness, which attracted Ding Jun's attention.

Just where Ruan Feng was standing, there was a stone on the side wall that looked very strange. The stone was framed in the wall, and the plane was about three feet long and two feet high, and the surface was carefully chiseled by the stonemasons to show a beautiful cloud-like scale pattern. In the center of the stone, there is a one-foot-square depression, which is neatly styled and uniformly two centimeters below the surface of the stone, which is definitely done by man.

Ruan Feng was interested in the fact that there was some kind of fine particle in the stone depression that was shining against the sun, like crystal shards.

"What could it be?" He couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Xiao Ding, Miss Fang, reminisce about the past, but I am responsible, please hand over the secret of the mural, time is running out!" Mr. Yao continued to press on.

Fang Qing refused almost without thinking: "First, I don't know the secret of the mural; Second, the temple is an important place for Buddhism, and people who are vulgar and bold should not be allowed to enter it to ensure its purity. ”

Mr. Yao laughed: "Miss Fang, you probably forgot, who is in control of the situation now?" I have brought one hundred and twenty combat elites, and I have already controlled more than forty key points in the Torin Temple, large and small, and you can't escape from the palm of my hand at all. Well, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, I'll patiently search it myself until I find out the secret. ”

Ding Jun couldn't help but sigh secretly, the Torin Temple far away on the western border has a lofty status and superb Buddhism, but it does not have enough security forces to resist foreign intrusion, which is equivalent to an undefended city. Once something happens, it will lead to immeasurable tragedy.

"You don't dare." Fang Qing retorted coldly.

"Why don't you dare?" Mr. Yao was stunned.

"Because you don't believe that you can find anything from the Sixteen King Kong Dancing Girls, you can only rely on Ding Jun. Our lives are not important, but if you kill us and cut off the clue, your time of death will come, hahahaha......" Fang Qing laughed.

This evil is not good, and it pokes at Mr. Yao's weakness, making him unable to attack for a while.

"Mr. Yao," Ruan Feng cried, "I don't think the air is weird, it seems that something is wrong." My chest tightened so hard that I felt like I was being encased in a big drum when I gasped for air. I suspect these two guys are the devil, so why don't you drag them out and fend for themselves?"

As he spoke, Ruan Feng coughed softly.

Mr. Yao shook his head: "It's okay, let those people do it, I don't have patience anymore."

Ruan Feng obediently repeated: "Okay, do it, do it, do it!"

Mr. Yao's body suddenly rose up, and he immediately held on to the table, but the shaking became more and more violent, and it was as tight as a burst. Eventually, he couldn't hold it anymore and knelt down against the table.

Ding Jun saw the smile on Ruan Feng's face, and his mood was finally completely relaxed.

"Ding Jun, I helped you this time, remember to thank me!" Ruan Feng jumped back and accidentally tripped over Mr. Yao's foot, almost falling and chewing on.

"You used a mandala? Was it premeditated? Which side are you on? In addition to Mr. Yao, who else did Qinglong send......" Fang Qing couldn't stay calm anymore, and asked like a series of cannons.

Ruan Feng scratched his head vigorously and glared at Fang Qing: "You ask so many questions at once, how can I answer?" Which side am I on? Of course, whoever is useful to me, I will be on their side. Qinglong gave me money and hired me to participate in this operation, but I was not short of money at all, and this time I had a higher level of spiritual pursuit...... Alright, help, drag Mr. Yao and the others outside to a secluded place. He said he had brought a hundred and twenty men, but how could there be so many? It's just a bluff. ”

The three of them worked together to clear the battlefield, and the people who were fascinated by the mandala were tightly bound and thrown into the empty house.

After that, Ding Jun returned to the square recess of the wall, and this time he saw that the glittering fragments were actually bursting glass lenses, dozens of pieces.

Ding Jun figured it out: "It turns out that there is a mirror here, is it for tourists, or is it ......?"

"Hey, Ding Jun, what's next? We've offended Qinglong, so we have to think of a way to do it?" Ruan Feng shouted. He was originally to help Qinglong do things, but he defected and took down Mr. Yao, and he has completely stood on the opposite side of Qinglong, and he may be killed at any time. Therefore, he was in a hurry to leave the Torin Monastery more than anyone else.

"Go west." Ding Jun replied.

"Hehe, it's right to go west, fortunately, I've been prepared," Ruan Feng took out a roll of dirty drawing paper from the satchel under his side, quickly spread it out on the stone table, and proudly introduced, "Look, the map leading to the Guge people's residence was stolen by me from Mr. Yao." He looked at this picture every night, and he took a ruler to measure it. With it, we will be able to reach our destination smoothly and head straight to the treasure. ”

It was indeed a very detailed map, with Torin Monastery as the starting point on the right, and the route was marked by a red arrow, all the way to the west, and the end of the map on the left side of the map went deep into the neighboring countries. On both sides of the route, not only the names of administrative divisions and villages and towns are marked, but also the subtle conditions of terrain changes are indicated by encrypting contour lines.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Mr. Yao is Qinglong's right-hand man, with outstanding wisdom and talent.

Fang Qing was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, with this picture, we don't have to ask for anything."

Ruan Feng shouted: "What are you waiting for? Let's go, shall we? Mountains of gold and silver are waiting for us in the west! ”

Saying a thousand things and ten thousand, Ruan Feng was full of gold and silver treasures, and he did not have the noble sentiment of worrying about the country and the people.

"I still think there's something strange here, give me a little more time, I'll be able to understand the secret"

Before Ding Jun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ruan Feng: "What secret is not secret?" Treasure matters, time is money, efficiency is life, one step later, Qinglong's brigade will be killed, and then not only will the treasure be gone, but the lives of the three of us will also have to be taken. Otherwise, I'll go with Fang Qing first, and you'll come back after you have an epiphany, okay?"

Ding Jun didn't answer Ruan Feng, but stroked the stone and muttered, "Mirror, mirror...... In ancient times, Tibetans did not have mirrors, but only combed their hair and washed their faces against the shadow of the lake, so why leave a place for mirrors here? Therefore, the chisel marks are patched up by future generations because of some need. But for what reason? Does anyone have to make up in front of the mural? Do you have to inlay mirrors on stone walls with great cultural value? Does that make sense?"

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