The bodies of the four corpses were almost all beaten into a sieve, and what was even more unexpected was that they had so much blood in their bodies.

They were like leaky pots, spurting blood from the wounds. They didn't have much ability to resist, they all struggled to dance their hands, and lay on the ground one after another.

Iron Donkey and I didn't have any sympathy at all, and Iron Donkey snorted calmly and quickly changed the shotgun.

I told Iron Donkey that there were more living corpses in that room, and Iron Donkey took out a look that was not afraid of heaven and earth, and said to me, "Go and have a look." ”

We walked side by side, guns in our hands.

I leaned outside, close to the hallway railing. I didn't have any problems, but suddenly, three hands came out of the paper window.

In fact, it is a bit reluctant to call them hands, more like claws, and the nails are very sharp.

They all caught the iron donkey, and they all used their strength to trap the iron donkey in the window.

The iron donkey's face was flushed, and he struggled as hard as he could, but he couldn't wring the strength of his claws. There are a pair of paws that are still very annoying to touch around.

One of its paws touched the iron donkey's mouth, and it reached in and stirred it indiscriminately.

The iron donkey was made so that all the horns flowed out for a while, but the iron donkey also lost his temper, and his teeth were hard and he bit hard.

A stream of blackened blood flowed from the iron donkey's mouth.

I watched from the sidelines, and I was very anxious, because if I still had my claws touching upwards, if I touched my eyeballs, wouldn't I have blinded the iron donkey?

I held up my gun and slammed a bullet. But my gun skills weren't good, and the bullet was a little off, hitting only the edge of one claw.

It snapped back in pain, and soon stretched out stubbornly.

The iron donkey has been thinking about tricks, his body is restricted, it doesn't mean that his hands can't be used, he touched the iron rod while telling me to cooperate with him.

I hurriedly gave up my gun and changed it for a stick, and I pulled it out with a knife on it.

I leaned over and slashed and poked at the claws with the iron donkey. Finally, the hands and claws were bloodily retracted.

The iron donkey took the opportunity to get out. It's just that after such a short while, the iron donkey's whole face is ugly, the corners of his mouth are a little skimmed, and he looks like he has had a stroke, probably because he was pulled out by his claws.

We didn't dare to go next to the room, so we leaned against the railing side by side and ran to this house together.

We were at the door, and the whole room looked still clean, and I told the iron donkey about the strangeness, and motioned for him to be ready, and I closed the door of the room.

As the light dimmed, the scenery in the house changed again, and the iron donkey saw this scene for the first time, he was a little unaccustomed to it, and his face changed.

I didn't pay much attention to the iron donkey's actions, because I found that a room full of corpses were gone, leaving only wooden signs all over the floor.

I thought to myself, where did all this stuff go? The number we encountered just now is less than a third of them.

The iron donkey didn't care about that, and slammed two shots into the house.

The bullets all hit the wall, and one of the walls didn't seem to be weird, but after being hit by the bullets, it made an empty sound.

This shows that there is something strange in it. Iron Donkey's shotgun still had two more bullets, but he quickly refilled them and fired them at the walls on the left and right.

Similarly, there are a few places where the walls make a sound of being empty.

The iron donkey guessed a possibility and muttered, "Secret door." ”

I agreed with my heart, and I waved my hand at the iron donkey, which meant that he would cover me, and I would go and see what the secret door was like.

The iron donkey deliberately lagged behind, so he saw the other wooden sign on my waist. He was looking at it casually, but he sighed again.

He took a few quick steps to catch me, and reached out again to pull out the wooden card.

I stopped, looked back at him, and didn't understand what he was competing with a wooden sign. The iron donkey pointed to the wooden sign and asked, "Do you know what this is?" ”

And my heart said, "What do you ask me?" I don't know. I shook my head honestly.

Iron Donkey looked serious and replied, "I was curious to know how our names were written in Tibetan. Therefore, I know that the name of Ba Tsering is written on this wooden plaque. ”

My head buzzed, and my heart said Could it be that the bare-faced man was also a member of the corpse, and then he practiced some evil arts, and after returning to normal, he went down from the temple in a hurry?

This would explain why he was so familiar with the temple.

I look at the iron donkey's expression, he must be in a mess in his heart. Coincidentally, at this time, the door opened, and Ba Tsering walked in in a flash.

He had just finished fighting with the skinny bones, and he must have won, but he also looked very embarrassed.

I looked at Ba Tsering, my whole heartstrings tightened, and I couldn't help but take a step back.

The iron donkey turned to face Ba Tsering, although the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at him, but it was also slightly raised, so that once there was danger, he could quickly raise the gun and give Ba Tsering a hard blow.

Ba Tsering didn't understand why we were doing this. He also waved his hand to signal us not to be nervous.

I didn't want to go around in circles, so I pointed to the wooden sign and asked him how to explain it.

When Pa Tsering saw the wooden plaque, he was stunned for a moment, and laughed again, saying that he, as the chief protector of the Theravada Monastery, had already been booked by the temple, but this did not mean that he had anything to do with the strangeness of the temple.

In order to convince us both more, he tore open his chest and said to the two of us, "If I am really a living corpse, how can I have a heartbeat?" Can you still eat and drink like a normal person? ”

Just his words reminded me of a somewhat disgusting thing, how can Ba Tsering eat and drink? The digestive system is simply super strong, let's just say that when we stayed in a hotel together, he pooped and the toilet stinked so badly that the bed bugs could be stunted.

I'm more inclined to what Ba Tsering said, no living corpse can have this kind of good metabolism.

The iron donkey glanced at me, and my expression was indicative of my attitude. He was influenced by me, and he also lifted his vigilance against Ba Tsering.

We got back to business and talked about the corpses we had just encountered.

What Ba Tsering meant, these corpses were originally incumbents of the temple, but they were only put here after practicing evil arts.

I thought about it deeply, the location of the temple is too special, to put it bluntly, there may not be a new one out of ten dead people, which also makes the monks in the temple slowly decrease, and finally there are only those three living people on the entire floor.

Ba Tsering paid attention to the wall again, he meant, those living corpses must have escaped to other rooms through the secret door, and there are so many secret doors in this room, there must be one of them leading to the third floor.

Of course, we are not stupid enough to search house to house and find all the surviving bodies. We all agreed that the wall door directly opposite was the most likely to lead to the third floor.

We leaned over, and Ba Tsering took out his hammer and slammed it against the wall, which was so powerful that in the end the wall broke and the secret door leaked out completely.

Ba Tsering also made a sweat because of this, he didn't care about this, just wipe it and it was over. We looked through the secret door.

There is a wooden cage with fine steel wires above and around the cage. I thought of the elevator, and I also felt that this wooden cage was the most humble elevator in ancient times.

We now have a choice, either just get in and take an elevator, or just change the secret door and take a look.

I'm conservative and think it's best to look at the secret door. But Ba Tsering and Tie Donkey were bold, and they said that they would take the elevator first.

I couldn't screw the two of them, so I had to go up together.

We are three strong men, of course, my body is a little thin, and it is a bit far-fetched to be strong, but I was squeezed by the two of us, and the space in the wooden cage was a little insufficient.

For safety reasons, the iron donkey also asked the two of us to lean next to him to make room for him, so that it would be convenient to raise the gun.

Ba Tsering and I cooperated, and there was a button on a wooden fence next to Ba Tsering.

Ba Tsering said that this should be the activation mechanism. He poked hard at the button. I heard a thud, and the whole wooden cage shook.

I winked at them, which meant that the elevator was going up, so sit down.

Who knew I was wrong, and the wooden cage fell violently. We were in the middle of it, and all of a sudden, we had a terrible fortune.

I watched myself fall "underground" and finally came to the first floor of the temple, and the speed of the wooden cage did not slow, and after hitting the plank of the first floor, I broke through it and came to a stop on the cliff below the temple.

My whole heart was about to beat in half, and looking at the scenery under my feet, my fear of heights was completely overturned, and under a burst of vertigo, my legs went weak, and I was about to sit down.

The iron donkey's breathing became heavier, but he still dragged me hard to prevent me from slumping.

Pa Tsering was the most calm of us, frowning and muttering in Tibetan, and shaking the cage vigorously.

The wooden cage was still motionless, and after a minute of relief, I felt better.

I said to myself that we can't get stuck here, we have to find a way to climb up.

I suggested to them that the fence above the wooden cage be broken, and we would try to go back to the first floor along the wire.

But before they could say anything, the wooden cage went wrong again!