Wait, the radio "squeak" sounds!

The pangolin excitedly shouted to stop everyone, hurriedly threw off his backpack, and turned on the radio station that communicated with the outside world.

"I can get a signal, I'll try to contact the outside world." Pangolin.

"How?" White tiger.

It's an unfamiliar channel, and the radio messages are too cluttered for the pangolins to interpret.

"Some murmurs of strong magnetic interference, which don't make any sense." He looked disappointed.

What is truly desperate is the loss of contact with the outside world.

"Who's there?" The firefox stared sensitively into the depths of the woods.

Under the bright searchlight, a hazy figure appeared in the rainforest ahead, and the murmur of Suo Suo came from the shadows.

"It's me." The civet cat walked out of the shade.

The weasel prepared to draw his dagger vigilantly, "Stop, are you sure who you are?" ”

There is a clear logical error in his words, how can one not be sure who one is?

But the situation of the monkeys clearly tells everyone that some dead people are still living in this world.

"I'll be away for a while, you guys come with me to a place, which may be the key to breaking the game." There was obviously one person missing from the team, but the civet didn't care in the slightest.

"The monkey is dead, and you're not going to explain?" Firefox.

"What does the life and death of this kind of person have to do with me, just follow me if you want to live." The civet said coldly.

"Where?" White Tiger asked.

"A Republican period building." The civet's words were astonishing.

The blue brick house, the white wall is depicted with statues of gods, all of them are hideous!

"This is the earliest deity of ancient Bon in Tibet." Firefox was the first to recognize these murals, and was stunned at first.

The appearance of ancient Tibetan sect deities on the facades of Republican buildings is undoubtedly abrupt and ironic.

"They worship evil things? I look at these like ghosts. The weasel looked at these portraits and felt numb, and in a vivid way, they looked more like ghosts and ghosts.

"In the years before Zhigong Zampu, the original Bon teachings were inherently evil. They believe in the inherent evil of human nature, and the murderous and violent gods are more able to suppress evil, not with Buddhism, but with a kind of evil destruction. "Firefox was born in Tibetan secrets and is familiar with the culture and history of Tibet.

There are many similarities between ancient Bon and Buddhism, but there are still certain differences in doctrine and doctrine, or even complete opposites, and the sense of mutual identity between the two is extremely poor.

The Bon scriptures "Nine Vehicles", "Causes" mainly talk about Bon teachings and various religious rituals, such as divination, curses, praises, prayers, exorcisms, etc.

Compared with Tibetan Buddhism, the ancient Bon has a strong atmosphere of primitive religion, and the statues of the gods enshrined include Tara Buddha, Padmasambhava, etc., as well as various natural gods representing the incarnation of natural spirits such as heaven, earth, mountains, stones, and trees, but these gods and Buddhas are all demonized.

Witchcraft such as cursing, exorcism of ghosts, and dancing gods to cure diseases were all important religious activities of the ancient Bon monks.

The gods depicted on this wall are all the beings who are sacrificed on the main side in the ancient Bon teachings.

The firefox clouds became heavier, and she clearly understood the meaning of this room, which was the Bon altar during the Republic of China. Only the offerings for the sacrifice were placed in the house.

"Let's go, let's go in and have a look, it's not reasonable for buildings from the Republic of China to appear here." The civet guided the group of ignorant people step by step.

"You guys go in first, I'll watch from the outside, and take care of each other." Firefox behaves sensitively.

The civet cat had a hunch of something, this woman's thinking senses were really sensitive, she sneered, and pushed open the wooden door of the building first.

It is an abandoned house with signs of wind and rain erosion on the exterior walls of the building, broken windows and broken wooden doors. From the outside, the inside of the house is black and hollow, and it looks very creepy.

The white tiger picked up the searchlight and followed the civet cat to check.

The weasel followed the white tiger, and the hyena and pangolin followed the weasel.

Then the raccoon followed.

At the beginning, there is a small living room, with antique wooden furniture, and four unengraved tablets neatly stacked on the central stone shrine, and white candles are coldly lit.

The cold wind in the rainforest was blowing, stirring the hearts of all people.

The primitive ancient Bon religion used stone as the main material of the altar, the materials were simple, and the production process was precise and complex. The altar depicts a number of vertical and horizontal ravines, culminating in a nameless statue behind the altar.

"Stone carved ancient benzene altars, those ravines are used for bloodletting." The raccoon reminded.

When the people in the house heard the raccoon's words, they were all scared into a cold sweat.

The thin smoke of musk slowly spread along a corner, and the view of the room became more and more blurred.

The hyena panicked, and in the white world, all the people around him were scattered.

He clearly remembered that he was following the weasel, and the raccoon's voice was still sounding behind him a moment ago, and now there were still figures in front of and behind him.

You, where have you all been?

The hyena frantically cleared the thick smoke, and the faint musk smell confused his senses, and he finally saw a woman with loose hair in a white space. The face was wrapped in loose strands of hair.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost here, I'll break your head." The hyena pretended to be calm, and this person exuded a strange fragrance, which made him feel very dangerous.

The corners of the woman's mouth slanted, and a cold smile emerged.

The hyena stared at her eyes in horror, "Big~Miss, why are you~why~ it's you!" ”

The smoke is filled, the woman moves her hair slightly, her beautiful face is displayed, and her lips are silently opened and closed.

"What is she talking about?" The hyena observed the shape of the woman's lips, trying to discern what she was trying to say.

He didn't understand a word, but his heart went into arrest at this moment.

He suddenly understood the cause of the monkey's death, and the monkey died suddenly!

Hyenas behave like ordinary people, with weasels in front of them and pangolins side by side, surrounded by people.

The candlelight on the stone altar is flickering, where is the slightest bit of green smoke?

What happened to me just now? The hyena thought suspiciously, everything in the house was so real.

"Hyena, hyena, what's wrong with you, talk!" The pangolin on the side was the first to notice the hyena's abnormality.

He fell to the ground in a daze, his pupils dilated, and his limbs were limpable.

The hyena smiled weakly in his heart, it turned out that his heart had long since stopped.

He wanted to open his mouth to tell the truth of everything, to tell the name of the celebrity in the illusion, only to find that he was speechless.

"The heart sounds are gone, the pulse stops! Sudden cardiac death! "Pangolins inspect the carcass of hyenas and close the coffin!

"Have you noticed the raccoon, she's gone?"

As everyone's attention shifts to the hyena, the weasel discovers that the raccoon, which is at the end of the line, has mysteriously disappeared.