I have long known that Ba Tsering knew about the situation of the two of us, but I didn't expect him to know so much about it, and even knew about Jiang Shaoyan being frozen.

Thinking about it, he was right, Jiang Shaoyan himself is half a living corpse, Yin Yin is the only person in the special case team who can control the living corpse, and I myself have a special poisonous blood, this is really a good place to raise insects.

I think that since we entered Tibet, we have fallen into the traps and traps of the enemy, and now even Yinyin is gone, and our strength is a lot weaker, and it seems that only this bare-faced man in front of us can help us.

Iron Donkey and I are quite blindsided, because there are too many mysteries behind the conspiracy, but now we don't care about this at all, everything is focused on saving people first.

The two of us exchanged glances and asked Ba Tsering together if they could talk about their next plans.

Ba Tsering paid attention to the corpse again, and said without looking back, "I originally wanted to attack the Theravada Temple and lure the temple host, but your appearance, especially the capture of Jiang Shaoyan and Yin Yin, made the plan have to change, we can only go to the temple, save people, and at the same time, fight with the old goblin at the top of the clouds." ”

The one I am most sensitive to is the so-called temple, not only because of its mystery, but also because of its high altitude. In that harsh environment, the old host has long been accustomed to and adapted, and we can't take advantage of the location, and it is likely that we will have to carry oxygen cylinders, which is invisibly equivalent to saying that before the battle starts, we are weaker.

But I couldn't think of any other way, so I had to sigh in my heart.

Iron Donkey had a question, pointed to the dried corpse and said, "What does it have to do with this dead monk when we go to the temple?" ”

Ba Tsering took out a look of love and couldn't put it down, touched the dried corpse, and said in the air, "It's a big deal, you know?" It's a key, and without it, we wouldn't be able to enter the temple gates. ”

I was surprised, and I followed Ba Tsering's words and thought down, could it be that the temple had a super big lock, and the dead monk had to be stuffed into it to open it?

But the dead monk's body is dry, and it must be very brittle, what if it is broken halfway?

Ba Tsering's uncontrollable strength finally focused on the eyes of the dried corpse, and he put his hands together and repeatedly touched the eyes of the dried corpse.

This sent a message to me and the Iron Donkey. The iron donkey sighed and said, "It turned out to be the iris code." ”

I get it, too. Ba Tsering smiled and jerked open the dried corpse's eyelids.

The iron donkey and I both got closer to observe. I noticed that the dried corpse's eyes were a little blue, which reminded me of foreigners.

I suddenly had an idea, and my heart said, could it be a foreign monk? That's really what that said, foreign monks will recite scriptures.

The iron donkey is more knowledgeable, he sighed, and reminded Ba Tsering, "I said red-faced man, don't blame the brother for not reminding you, this dead monk's eyes are clearly glass, you got a fake, right?" ”

Ba Tsering was startled, turned his head sharply to look at the iron donkey, and then at the dead monk.

I took the opportunity to touch one of the eyeballs with my hand, and yes, it was clearly a glass.

I looked at Ba Tsering with some depression, and said in my heart that we fought for a hundred and sixty, but I didn't expect that there was still no enemy and sleek. It seems that we will have to return to the temple of the Little Eight Pagoda and find the real key.

But my worries are a bit superfluous, and Ba Tsering is also like me, after touching the two eyeballs, he sighed and said that this is not glass, the eyeballs are real, but they have been affected by insect poison and have become vitrified.

I've heard of gasification and liquefaction, but it's the first time I've heard the term vitrification, and I don't know if it's Ba Tsering's improvised fabrication. But he said so, and I believe he was right.

I thought about the future plan again, since we were going to the temple, it was really inconvenient to take the dried corpse of this old monk with us, so I asked Ba Tsering again, do you want to gouge out the eyeballs? We only have these two little things with us, which can save a lot of trouble, and I am a forensic doctor myself, so it is not difficult to dissect this.

Ba Tsering said no, because without the offering of the dried corpse, his eyes quickly deflated and even withered.

I made an extraneous meaning, and said in my heart, is this dry corpse not dead yet, and there are nutrients in it?

Pa Tsering said again that without further ado, we hurried away and went to the temple. Iron Donkey and I both agree with this point of view, because the monks of the Xiaoba Pagoda Temple must be sensitive to such a disturbance tonight, and they will report the matter to the temple as soon as possible.

We cleaned up a little, took a cigarette while we had time, and then went downstairs to check out.

The dried corpse was also wrapped in a big robe and carried by Ba Tsering, and its face was even more tightly covered. But something went wrong.

When we checked out at the front desk of the hotel, a strong wind blew in from outside the main entrance, scraping a corner of Ba Tsering's robe, allowing a small part of the dried corpse's face to leak out.

When the front desk clerk saw it, he was so frightened that he even took a step back and almost sat down in his chair.

I can also understand it, because the face of the dried corpse is wrinkled, wrinkled, and a little black, and a normal person can see that it is abnormal.

I'm afraid that the waiter won't call the police or something, and I'm thinking about what to do, the iron donkey was in a hurry, and hurriedly pulled the exposed part of the robe back on, and said in his mouth, "Dad, if you hold on again, let's go to the hospital immediately!" “

The waiter was visibly relieved. But looking at his expression, there was still a trace of doubt, and I added a few words, saying that we were here to take the fat brother's father to see a doctor, and his father was seriously ill tonight and had to go to the emergency department.

The Iron Donkey took the moment to glare at me a few times, because he was being taken advantage of. The waiter's face was much better, and he even saved the ward rounds and refunded the deposit directly.

When we walked out together, I considered whether or not to steal another one, considering that we didn't have a vehicle, but I was embarrassed to say that.

I looked at Ba Tsering and the iron donkey, and waited for them to let go first.

But Ba Tsering had already planned to take us on a walk of about a mile to a remote place, where a Daben was parked, Ba Tsering beckoned us to get into the car, and set the car on fire by grinding wires.

Obviously, this car was also stolen by Ba Tsering, and the iron donkey was still staring at Ba Tsering's way of ignition, communicating from the technical level, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Ba Tsering became the driver, I thought less, and said that I and the iron donkey would find a place to sit casually, but the iron donkey was very active and sat on the co-pilot.

I later realized that whoever the fuck was going to have to be next to the corpse. It's just that it's too late to say anything now, so I have to bite the bullet and make a companion with the dead monk.

Ba Tsering's driving skills are also quite good, and he drives the big run fast.

Halfway through, I and the iron donkey made up for a little sleep, I could have slept a little longer, but I didn't know what to do, halfway through the sleep, I was woken up, and when I opened my eyes, the dry corpse actually leaned on my arms, and his mouth kept grinning slightly, and the stench came out of it.

I lost my sleepiness, cursed, pushed the dried corpse aside, and after such a toss, the iron donkey also woke up.

Let's just chat a few words and take advantage of this energy.

I also asked Ba Tsering, "How many days will it take us to get to the temple?" ”

I knew that since the temple was on the Nanga Bhava Peak, it would not be too close to here, but I didn't expect Ba Tsering to say that if nothing else, I would be able to sneak into the temple tomorrow morning.

I said in my heart that he would blow it, even if he fired rocket artillery, it wouldn't be so fast, right?

The iron donkey also didn't believe it, but we had a misunderstanding in the first place, and Ba Tsering explained that the legend says that the temple is on Nanga Bhava Peak, which is actually on a peak in Tanggula Mountain, which is not too far from here.

Then he reached into his bosom and took out a map and handed it to me and the iron donkey.

The map, which was barely called a map, was all hand-drawn, and I leaned forward and looked at it with the iron donkey.

The map was very crudely drawn, and what impressed me the most was a temple floating on a cliff.

I was frightened and asked Pa Tsering, "Is this the temple?" It's so godly that it really flies into the air. ”

Ba Tsering shook his head, pointed to a few places for me to take a closer look, and said, "Haven't you noticed that there are wooden stakes on the cliff here?" ”

To tell you the truth, the stake was marked on the map in a very thin straight line, and I wouldn't have been able to see it if he hadn't explained it.

I went deeper and got some of it. This temple is very special, it is supported by this kind of wooden stake underneath, and if I could describe it in one word, it should be called the Hanging Temple.

The iron donkey looked at the map, thinking about how we would get into the temple, but he didn't have any tricks, shook his head and said, "Could it be that we really want to climb the cliff?" ”

Ba Tsering smiled and said that it was not so strenuous, and there were other tricks.

We pressed him together, and he let go of the steering wheel while not letting the speed drop.

That means he's flying. I said in my heart that I can't, are we birdmen? Can you fly up?