Qin Zhen didn't have any choice now, the only thing he could do was to follow Fu Tianlei forward. In this area of death, he had nowhere to run.

Qin Zhen, who had already lost too much blood, couldn't help but shiver under the cold wind. After he learned what this place was, he always felt that the mountain wind blowing in his face carried the smell of decay and death.

Three days. Fu Tianlei told him that he only had three days. But Qin Zhen would rather he give himself a good time now. It's not that Qin Zhen doesn't want to live, it's that he doesn't want someone to die for him. In the past three days, Fu Tianlei will definitely try his best to completely ambush and arrange this place. Once Yudong or Lao Gu really find this place, it will definitely be more than lucky.

Qin Zhen felt that he should indeed pray now, but instead of praying for the two things Fu Tianlei said, he prayed that Yudong and they would never fall into the net.

Following Fu Tianlei's footsteps, Qin Zhen slowly walked onto the naturally formed high platform. And at a glance recognized the heaven/burial table.

The thousand-year-old burial platform was soaked in the flesh and blood of countless deceased. It's like a stone that is blood-colored from the inside out, without a trace of unnaturalness.

Walking here, there is no longer the "peaceful" atmosphere in the middle of the outer sky/burial ground. There were skeletal fragments scattered all around, blood stained the dirt red and black, and there were even remnants of corpses around.

This time, Qin Zhen felt that his previous conjecture was still very reliable. Sure enough, this place is exactly what it is. If you want to put it more ideally, there is a terrifying undead aura everywhere here. If you put your mind in peace, say it a little more calmly. Then this is the sacred place of life and death.

Those bowl-like bone fragments are known to be skull fragments at a glance. It is said that the heaven/burial master will chop up the skull last. Because vultures love to eat brain marrow and bone marrow, if they are given a taste of skulls early, they will not eat the remaining corpse parts and internal organs......

On the dark red sky/burial platform, there were handfuls of messy hairs scattered everywhere. It was undoubtedly the scalp of the deceased, along with the blood and hair that had coagulated, left aside by the vultures.

Walking further along the edge of the burial platform, an open chest cavity came into view. Qin Zhen couldn't help but gasp. Awkwardly turned his head away. Don't want to look at it anymore. The flesh of the thoracic vertebrae was no longer viscera and ribs, and the blood-red flesh looked a little dry......

For no reason, Qin Zhen suddenly felt a little disgusted. Even though I have seen strong winds and waves, I have a mysterious ritual field that is so real. I still can't help but feel a strong sense of discomfort.

walked to Fu Tianlei's side. Seeing Fu Tianlei seemed very ordinary. And no wonder. For a person like him who resembles a cold-blooded animal, even the most miserable and bloody scene will not make him have any special reaction.

"Whatever you want, hurry up. Why bother leaving me with three days? I don't need you to reward me with three days. Qin Zhen said coldly.

Fu Tianlei laughed and said, "Don't be sentimental, I don't want to reward you with three days, I want to set aside three days for Xia Yudong." In these three days, I will let you experience the feeling that life is worse than death. ”

Qin Zhen couldn't help frowning when he heard this, thinking to himself, how could this dead pervert still abuse lynching? But right now, the emperor is far away, and on this mysterious and terrifying heaven/burial platform, it seems that there is nothing impossible for him to do this......

Thinking of this, Qin Zhen even had the idea of finding a knife to cut himself off! It's better than being tortured to death.

As if seeing Qin Zhen's thoughts, Fu Tianlei glanced at the soldiers behind him, and the two soldiers immediately came over and held down Qin Zhen. And he made him strong with a rope.

At this moment, Qin Zhen glared at Fu Tianlei angrily, he really wanted to scold his ancestors like Lao Gu! But in such a situation, scolding may only make your torture worse. Now is not the time to vent, he would rather Fu Tianlei let him die happily. But apparently Fu Tianlei didn't think so. What Fu Tianlei wants is torture, the torture of not being able to survive and dying.

"You can't get anything from me, Kailash is right in front of you, what's the use of you keeping me!" Qin Zhen himself felt that he was quite ridiculous. He now seems to be "persuading" others to kill him sooner.

But Fu Tianlei looked at the main peak of the Divine Mountain with great meaning, and said lightly: "As long as Xia Yudong is alive for a day, I can't be steady for a day." The Shangri-La Eye must be mine! I made a qiē to wait for this day. I think only Xia Yudong knows where the entrance to Shangri-La is. Instead of letting me rummage through this Mount Kailash, I should use you to lure him out. Aren't you brothers and righteous people? Very good......"

Qin Zhen listened to Fu Tianlei's words, and hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched! He couldn't understand how such a pervert got to where he is today!

But if you think about this matter carefully, how many kings throughout the ages have not been "perverted"? Sometimes, in the military aspect, the more perverse and ruthless we are, the more brilliant we can achieve.

Fu Tianlei looked at the Tian/Funeral Platform with great interest at this time, he smiled and asked Qin Zhen: "Qin Zhen, do you know what the process of Tian/Burial is like?" ”

Qin Zhen didn't speak, and turned his head away very indifferently. Now is not the time to be curious, what Fu Tianlei is talking about is very likely to be Qin Zhen's final way of death.

However, Fu Tianlei didn't seem to mind whether Qin Zhen was interested or not, so he paced around the edge of the Tian/Funeral Platform, and said slowly and calmly: "After a person dies, the person preparing for the Tian/Burial will curl up the body and put it in a specific posture. Bend your head to your knees and sit in a sitting position. The family would wrap the body in a white quilt and place it on an earthen platform, and ask the lama to recite the Sutra.

After that, on an auspicious day, a special corpse bearer will carry the corpse to the day/burial platform, light mulberry smoke to attract vultures, and when the lama finishes chanting, the heaven/burial master will begin to dissect the body. Hehe...... This dismemberment, do you know what it looks like? Fu Tianlei deliberately looked at Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen frowned in disgust. What he was disgusted with was not the process of the special funeral ceremony, but Fu Tianlei's attitude at the moment. It was as if he was explaining to Qin Zhen the death process that Qin Zhen was about to feel! But for Qin Zhen, he didn't want to know how he died in the end! There is no need for Fu Tianlei to explain in such detail!

But the more Qin Zhen expressed disgust, the more interested Fu Tianlei was to continue.

"If the deceased is a religious monk, that day/the undertaker will draw a pattern of religious significance on their back. For example, the symbol on Mount Kailash. As he spoke, Fu Tianlei looked back at the main peak of the Divine Mountain.

The most iconic feature of the sacred mountain Kailash, in addition to its equitable mountain on all four sides, is the huge naturally occurring swastika. A huge ice trough that descends vertically from the top of the mountain and a horizontal rock formation form the Buddhist swastika that represents the eternal existence of Buddhism. I don't know if this miraculous feature is an unintentional act of nature, or it is destined to be intentional.

Fu Tianlei stared at the Divine Mountain for a moment, then turned back to Qin Zhen and said, "Of course, if it is not the deceased of the monks, the flesh behind it will be cut into one grid by the Heaven/Burial Master's knife by knife. Then take out the heart, liver, and internal organs and scatter them around the day/burial table. This is followed by skinning, chopping meat, and feeding the vultures.

Finally, the remnants of the skeleton and skull are smashed and mixed with tsamba. The vultures flew and scrambled to peck at the dead...... and ascended to heaven safely. This probably also comes from the spirit of Shakyamuni who sacrificed his life to feed the tiger.

However, Qin Zhen, the dead naturally would not have any protests against this process, because they were no longer conscious. But you're different, you're alive. No one knows what it would be like to be buried in the heavens of the living, right? Let's try it. ”

After speaking, Fu Tianlei hooked the corners of his mouth unruly, and turned to the soldiers below and ordered to erect a wooden frame on the heaven/burial platform.

Qin Zhen frowned tightly, looking angrily at Fu Tianlei's face that was so evil that he had become a devil. Qin Zhen couldn't imagine what kind of terrible process he was about to undertake!

Subconsciously looking up at the vultures hovering in the sky, Qin Zhen secretly sighed: If these vultures are really spiritual divine bird Sky Eagles, then they should not eat the flesh and blood of living people...... Isn't it?

This thought flashed through him, and Qin Zhen almost laughed at his own thought. When people are about to die, they will want to grasp the life-saving straw indiscriminately. And Qin Zhen now pinned his hope for survival on those flying animals who were not conscious at all......

As the sky grew dark, Qin Zhen watched as the soldiers used tall wooden stakes to erect a death altar for him.

Fu Tianlei always "supervised" the whole process, and when the wooden frame was erected, he walked to Qin Zhen's side again. It seems that he wants to see what kind of psychological feelings Qin Zhen is feeling now.

The more angry Qin Zhen was, the harder his bones became. No matter how chaotic his heart was, he was very calm on the surface, and sneered without fear: "Fu Tianlei, you are really unprofessional." How can a wooden frame be erected on this day/burial platform to make me feel like the day of Jesus' pendulum? You're so bad at doing this, do I have to combine Chinese and Western ways to die? ”

Qin Zhen said these words sarcastically, but Fu Tianlei smiled and said without mind: "No way, you won't curl up like a dead man and wait for me to cut yourself, right?" So I can only tie you to this shelf. As for the Jesus you said...... I think you're thinking too much, and the last way you most resemble death should be Prometheus. (To be continued......)