The child's face was lifeless, obviously a corpse, but his cheeks were shaking.

The iron donkey was still moving his fists, and he hit so hard just now that his fists hurt a little. I pointed to the child's cheeks, which caught the attention of the iron donkey.

He stared at it for a moment and scolded, "! ”

The iron donkey was about to pull out the dagger, and it seemed that he wanted to open the child's cheeks to see what was going on.

I stopped the iron donkey, which meant let me come. After that, I deliberately used a dagger to draw a cross on the child's cheek, and when I opened it again, the organizational structure of the place was clearly leaked in front of us.

We could see very clearly that there were a lot of white insects distributed in the children's cheeks, exactly the same as the insects that flowed out of the lower body of the female monk.

Of course, I don't think that this child was also played with by a female monk, and it is likely that the worm was planted in a different way.

In order to get more information, I dissected the child's chest and abdomen again, using a straight line technique, and when the knife was turned over, I was a little nauseous.

His whole body was covered with worms. His fingers and toes were still slightly reacting and shaking.

In that case, I really don't know if he's alive or not.

The iron donkey stood up without saying a word, and looked at the secret door of the bookcase again, making sure that there were no other children's "corpses" inside.

He went up to the child again and tried to carry him. I misunderstood the iron donkey and told him, "We can't take the child away today, can we?" ”

In addition, if you think about it, we are no longer in the special case team, and we don't have the advanced equipment to study the child's corpse.

The donkey replied that he was not interested in the child's corpse at all, and stuffed it into the secret door of the bookcase.

As the secret door was closed, the child continued to immerse himself in darkness.

I discussed with the iron donkey, what should I do next? The iron donkey thought for a moment, flipped through his pockets again, and took out the gelatinous object he had just collected.

He spread it out and showed it to me, and asked, "This thing has a spicy and pungent smell, does it scare the bugs?" ”

I deliberately sniffed it and nodded affirmatively, even I suspected that it was a concentrated insecticide.

According to the analysis of the iron donkey, the reason why this thing is spread in the corridor must be to prevent the strange corpses in each room from escaping, because there are parasites on the strange corpses, and the parasites are afraid of these gelatinous substances.

I think what the iron donkey said makes a lot of sense. The iron donkey pointed upwards again, and said that there were three floors here, and since the gelatinous material could seal the doorways of each room, it would be okay for us to go around and take a look.

I said yes, and we left here again and ran to the second floor.

Of course, we had a hard time going up the stairs, and we saw a large footprint on one of the staircases.

I was terrified by the footprint, and when I compared it, it was the size of my foot and a half, and I thought to myself, isn't this a giant?

But we went to the second floor vigilantly, and we didn't see the giant appear. The second floor is similar to the first floor, and it is a closed room.

The meaning of the iron donkey, there is nothing to see on the second floor for the time being. Go to the third floor again.

I actually wanted to open a room to take a look, but the iron donkey didn't wait for me, and I could only follow him.

When we got to the third floor, we found that it was different. There is no small room on the third floor, but only a hall.

Think about it, more than ten rooms are used to make a hall, how spacious is this hall? And as soon as we came up, a hazy light appeared in the hall.

I searched for a long time, but I didn't know where the light came from, and everywhere I looked, the light was the same brightness. Besides, the layout here is very uncomfortable.

There is a strange tower in the center here, a total of three floors, the bottom floor has seven sides, the second floor has six sides, and the third floor is actually a cylindrical shape, and there is a platform as big as two square meters on the top.

Around the tower, there were six golden Buddha statues, which were different from what I had seen before, making strange postures and gestures.

The iron donkey said that this is all happy Buddha, and the six Buddha statues are facing the strange tower, and it is likely that this strange tower is greasy.

I nodded approvingly, and at the same time rubbed my arms unaccustomedly, because the third floor was very cold, which made people feel gloomy.

The iron donkey saw my move, and he patted me on the shoulder, which means don't just rub it, let's go around the tower.

After getting closer like this, I half-crouched down and looked at the floor at the bottom of the tower, these seven sides, each of which had a human face carved on each side, and there was a vivid expression on the face.

I savored it, they were joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and lust, I didn't understand Buddhism and Confucianism, but I guessed in my heart that this might represent the seven emotions.

To verify, I asked Iron Donkey, who looked at the second layer intently, what was strange.

The iron donkey didn't understand as clearly as I thought at this moment, he looked at it and muttered, "This is the nose, this is the ear, this is the mouth......"

In the end, he summed up a rule, saying that the second layer depicts people's facial features, but he soon refuted himself, saying that the last two paintings, how can they be two people?

I didn't wait for him to guess slowly, but I also stood up and looked at the side, I guess what these two people told us was life and death.

I can make up my mind, saying that the painting of this tower completely expresses the seven emotions and six desires of people.

The iron donkey was not very interested in me, he still waved his hand, what did he mean so much, he pointed to the platform at the top of the tower and said, "Apprentice, do you want to be buried in the sky?" ”

Sky burial is a feature of Tibet, and I generally know that it is to put the dead on a platform, break the body, and then lead the vultures in the sky down to eat.

But I asked the iron donkey, this building is sealed, if this tower is really used for sky burial, will the vultures dare to fly in? They must not be caught by the funeral attendees, plucked and roasted?

The iron donkey didn't reply, and it was blamed that the two of us really didn't know much about Tibetan culture, and the iron donkey touched the picture on the second floor of the tower with his hand.

He was so strong that he felt weird, and he knocked on me and asked, "What do you hear?" ”

I could feel the sound of the knock, which showed that the walls of the tower were very thin, and there was no dead heart inside. The two of us looked at each other, and we tacitly raised our feet together.

The platform shoes we were wearing were almost like a hammer, and the iron donkey stepped down, and with a bang, I stepped down, and with a bang.

The reason why the sound of our kicks is different is because my kicks are more powerful, and it is all thanks to the Tibetan Gu that has brought out my potential.

The iron donkey looked at me with an incredible look, although he had known for a long time that I had a hidden Gu on my chin, he didn't expect that I would transform into such a powerful one.

After we kicked for a while, the iron donkey sighed and said, "In the future, I will be called master, and my ability is higher than his." ”

I didn't want to refute him, but I said that the standard for judging the master and the apprentice is not who is the most capable and who is the master.

And we kicked it down, and it quickly had an effect, and one side of the tower cracked, and a large piece collapsed into it.

The donkey told me to stop, and he took out his flashlight again, leaned over and shone it into the crack.

But before he could see anything, suddenly, a withered hand came out of it and pressed it against the crack.

I looked at this withered hand, and Leng Buding felt a little furious, and the iron donkey also snorted and took a step back. I said in my heart that this hand is so wrinkled, how old are the people inside?

We're not sure who the trapped person is, or even if it's a monster, but we can't die without help.

We conservatively kicked at the tower a few more times, and after the crack turned into a big hole, we stopped.

The person inside didn't mean to come out in a hurry, and it took at least a minute for him to slowly poke the upper half of his body out.

I looked at him, I didn't know what to say at this moment, and I also felt nauseous and about to vomit.

This is a monk, and he wears a tattered lama robe, but judging by the style, it should be a very high-ranking one, because the lama robe is inlaid with shiny gold threads.

This also reminds me more or less of Tang Seng's brocade robe. And such an old monk was covered in paste, especially after he appeared, there was a strong smell on his body.

I took a step back with the iron donkey, pinching my nose one after the other.

The iron donkey asked, "Gentlemen, who are you?" ”

The old monk did not answer, but opened his almost unopen eyes, looked around, and asked, "Which ...... What year is it? ”

I thought to myself, is this confused or what's wrong? I tried to reply, but the old monk continued, "Uh, uh, what year did I come to retreat?" Three years of the Republic of China, right? ”

I was completely stunned, and said in my heart that the Republic of China has been three years? Wasn't that 1914? Co-authored this old monk has been in retreat for 100 years?

I had a ridiculous thought, if he had been sealed in the tower without eating or drinking, how would he have come through all this hundred years? Is he a youkai?