Chapter 55: No Man's Land

I was staring at the red dot when there was movement behind me.

Ba Tsering snorted a few times, stopped pouting, and struggled Bali to get up from the ground. He became horrified when he saw me and the half-paralyzed, thin lama.

He shouted and rushed at the two of us.

I turned my head to look at it, and I wondered why Ba Tsering reacted so much, didn't I notice that the thin lama had been submitted by me? But before I could say anything, Ba Tsering suddenly jumped up.

I could feel that he was trying to press his ass on the skinny lama, which was a form of attack, but the problem was, I was also sitting on the skinny lama.

I can't be held down by him, or I'll die.

I was so frightened that I quickly moved away. It was also dangerous, he passed by me and sat down on the thin lama with a bang.

The crack in the floor was affected by this force, and it completely cracked, and the thin lama's body also slumped downward.

Ba Tsering twisted his body twice in anger, and I realized the consequences of his actions, so I hurriedly reached out and pulled him to get him up quickly.

But it was still a step too late, and when he moved away, the crack collapsed, and the thin lama fell down the big hole.

I threw down my chin again and threw myself forward, trying to hold the thin lama. But I only grabbed the thin lama's neck, and when my hand slipped and loosened, I completely let go.

The thin lama followed a pile of broken wood chips and fell to the cliff together. I could only watch.

I wanted to catch him and ask him something, but now I don't have the chance. I glared at Ba Tsering angrily.

Ba Tsering didn't explain why, saying that he was very worried when he saw me scuffling with the thin lama just now.

We couldn't afford to spend any more time on an enemy, and I focused on the iron donkey, who was still unconscious.

I leaned into the corner of the wall and gave first aid to the iron donkey, the iron donkey was indeed a little injured, and when I opened my eyes, I frowned in pain, saying that my crotch hurt very much.

I estimate that in a few days, he will have bruises and bruises on his crotch, but he can still move.

I dragged him up, and together we changed into the lama clothes we had left.

These three sets of lama clothes are more or less dirty, especially the lama clothes worn by the iron donkey and Ba Tsering, which have a lot of blood dots on them.

We walked out of the room together. There was no one else in the hallway, and there was silence except for the sound of the wind blowing from outside the temple.

We walked from room to room, and I found that the existing rooms were very clean and obviously cleaned up frequently, while some were so dirty that they were even cobwebbed.

I came to the conclusion that spiders can survive at an altitude of 4,000 meters, just like humans.

The iron donkey was more careful, counting carefully, and there were only three clean rooms on the entire first floor, which coincided with the three lamas we had just met.

Let's discuss it a little, is it possible to say that there are only three lamas living on the entire floor? Or is there only three people left in the entire temple?

With the clues we have, we can't draw any useful conclusions. So we walked to the other side of the hallway, and we came to the end.

There is a wooden ladder that extends upwards here, but after too long, the wooden ladder is a little cracked, Ba Tsering took the lead, and he was very careful on it, for fear of stepping on it and falling down.

Then there was the iron donkey, who was also very careful, and when it was my turn, I was almost stressed.

Think about it, it's okay for the two big fat men of the iron donkey and Ba Tsering to walk by, if I step on it, if it breaks, it's really a matter of character.

Immediately on the second floor, a door appeared on the wooden staircase, and a large lock was placed on it.

This is a regular lock, we all take out the iron bar, there are folding pliers in it, we get the pliers in place, and we put them together on the big lock.

What is the power of three pliers? Almost let the big lock break in seconds. We waited for a while, but there were no traps, and Ba Tsering opened the door again, and we made it safely to the second floor.

When we stood on the second floor, we were in no hurry to leave. The structure of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, which is a close proximity to each other, and a large corridor is shared outside the house.

But the hallway was dirty and covered with a layer of dirty dust. Think about it, every now and then a small wind blows on the temple, and it can be covered with dust in this state, how long has it been since no one walked it?

I also seriously suspect that there is no one on the entire second floor. I told this idea to Ba Tsering and the iron donkey.

They didn't rush to express their position, and they thought about things separately.

The iron donkey looked up again, and interjected, "What about the staircase that leads to the third floor?" Why is it gone? ”

Ba Tsering replied, "The third floor is a forbidden place, if you want to go from the second floor to the third floor, we have to look carefully, maybe the stairs are hidden in a certain room." ”

I nodded approvingly. Iron Donkey had other ideas, and set his sights on the railing of the hallway, and suggested to the two of us, "Why don't we find that ladder and climb up from the railing." ”

Ba Tsering knew a lot about the temple, he shook his head, pointed to the railing and told us to be careful and come over to take a look.

I didn't understand what Ba Tsering meant, but when I touched the railing with my hand, I chuckled in my heart.

The railing was slippery and had a slimy feel.

I guessed that the material of the railing was different, and that there might be some parasites hidden in it, and they secreted substances that made the railing slippery.

To verify this, I used the pliers on an iron bar to break a small piece of a railing.

At the fracture, there are indeed insect bags, and there are a few black and fat flesh worms, which are writhing impatiently after seeing the light.

I pointed to the break and let them both take a look, but the iron donkey was very annoyed and cursed.

Ba Tsering emphasized what he had just said, saying that we should not be tricky and go to each room separately to check.

We are just guessing that there is no one on the second floor, which does not mean that there is really no one on the second floor. After we separated, I took the revolver in my hand just to be on the safe side.

I came to an empty house on my own, and when it came to the rounds, I also found that the two-story house was also very old.

Let's just say that the room in front of me has no windows, and it is all made of paper. It occurred to me that the entire second floor was built first, and the original temple had only two floors, and later, for some reason, three more floors were built, because the third floor was made of glass.

I also suspect that when the building was on the third floor, where did the construction workers come from, and it could not be the strong men who were caught from the labor market, right?

Even if the laborers and bricklayers want to make money, they will only agree to it when they hear that they will go to a place at an altitude of 4,000 meters.

I ignored this, grabbed my gun, took two deep breaths, and pulled the door open.

The door of the house is also short of oil, and it creaks when it is opened, which sounds a little ghostly crying.

I hurriedly took a step back, holding my gun in case something dirty suddenly appeared in the room. But coldly, I was still overshadowed by the corridor.

The floor of the hallway was slippery in some places, and I was snorting as I stepped back. In the end, he was on the railing, and was almost swept off the railing by this force.

I twisted a few times to regain my balance, but I was a little out of breath. I crouched down and let out a groan.

The next room was being inspected by the iron donkey, and he poked his head out to see as he raised his shotgun.

I thought that he would definitely comfort me a few words, but the fat man, with an inexplicable look, shouted, "Apprentice, what are you moaning, hurry up and get down to business." ”

I've got a nose in the dust. When I had regained my strength, I ignored the donkey and walked towards the door.

I could see clearly, the room was very bright, even very clean, with desks, coffee tables, wooden beds, wardrobes, etc., all spotless.

Judging from this posture, it is clear that there are people living here. I think it's a discovery.

Originally, I wanted to call Iron Donkey and Ba Tsering, but after thinking about it again, Iron Donkey just said that I had nothing to do and moaned.

I want to go and observe it myself, and I'm not in a hurry to call them, and I have a gun, and there is really an enemy, so I'll just beat him into a hornet's nest.

I walked almost step by step, little by little. There was a strange phenomenon in the meantime, as I got closer, there was a burst of force from the revolver, as if an invisible hand was fiddling with it.

But I knew there was no one in front of me, so I reached out my other hand and touched the gun up and down.

My mind was full of question marks, and I came to my room like this.

This room is very large, estimated to have an area of nearly 100 square meters, but there are no side rooms, there are no people here, you can see it almost at a glance.

I checked aside, in order not to miss it, I also shouted, but still no one answered me.

At this moment, I was conflicted, and I couldn't explain why the cleanliness inside and outside the house was different, but since it was not dangerous, I had the courage to close the door again.

And when I turned around again, I was so frightened that the pupils of my eyes shrank sharply!