"Let's go, I've finally found it! Let's stay outside and watch stupidly, and don't hurry in. The fat man slapped me and happily climbed the towering staircase in front of the temple.

The entrance to the temple didn't have the bricks or other gate-like structures I expected. "The Incas believed that the sun god was immortal, so the door to the sun temple was never locked-

I said that this is the embodiment of the folk customs of not closing the door at night and not leaving the road behind, it seems that the thinking of the Incas must be good, and all of them are living Lei Feng. Lin Fang smiled: "No matter how good it is, it is also a slave country." The common people have no right to speak at all, and what do they talk about, which is ridiculous-

I didn't want to reason with her too much, so I followed the footsteps of the fat man all the way into this temple of the sun that had been lost for centuries. Before going down to the Devil's Bridge, I asked everyone to collect some dry branches and use them as lighting materials. The temperature in the valley was cold just now, and it was useless, but after going deep into the temple, after walking for about five or six minutes, the temperature gradually warmed up. I said that it is always in the dark, and it is not an option to walk shoulder to shoulder. So he asked Four Eyes to wrap the last bit of alcohol in some rags, wrap it around a dead branch and light it as a torch to guide the way.

The interior of the temple is also made of stone, and there is a leopard's head copper frame inlaid on the wall stone every 100 meters, which is estimated to be a lamp frame used by the ancient Incas to place lighting appliances. The fat man looked at the lamp stand and asked me if I was worth a lot of money. "These are all things that have been poured directly with copper mortar, and they are integrated with the walls, and you want to, unless you move the stone walls of the temple back together-

The fat man thought about it and stopped talking nonsense, and walked forward again. Further on, there was a fork in the road, and the four eyes pointed to the mural on the wall and said, "Look, what is this labyrinth-like thing?" -

I was anxious to find Shirley Yang's whereabouts, and after taking a look, I showed no interest, and only urged everyone to hurry up and get on the road. Four-eyed thoughtfully, fell at the back of the line. The fat man asked me which way to go, and I hesitated for a moment and said, "The temple is not an ancient tomb, it is a sacred religious vault, and there is generally no anti-theft mechanism." We don't think much about the route, which way you like to go, don't get lost-

Lin Fang said: "Your mother-in-law and mother have said so much, and I haven't seen you choose the route. Listen to me walk to the left - after saying that, she strode across the dark left Yong. I grimaced helplessly with the fat man, and followed her forward, and as soon as I raised my foot, I heard Four Eyes shouting behind me: "I can't go, there is a mechanism!" -

But I had already stepped into it, and not only me, but Lin Fang and the fat man all turned back sharply. At this time, only the sound of stones moving from inside the temple was heard. I said death four-eyed, you know not earlier. He said aggrievedly: "There are marks on the maze diagram, let you see, you don't look - before the words fell, my feet were empty, and I fell straight into the darkness."

I never thought that there would be a mechanism in the temple for worship and blessing, and one accidentally fell into the trap of the Incas. Falling heavily into the dark hole, my L-shaped flashlight flickered before it struck and shattered in half. By the last light, I seemed to see a passage, about ten meters in front of me. After my eyes gradually adjusted to the environment, I realized that this was a small stone chamber, and the trap cover above my head had been re-covered, and if I wanted to get out, I could only find a way out in the stone chamber, but fortunately this place was not closed, and I believed that as long as I followed the impression, I could find a way out of the stone chamber with poor visibility.

I leaned on the only glimmer of light, pressed against the wall, and as I walked, I heard a gust of wind behind my head, and I could only hear a strange sound behind me, and when I turned my head, in the darkness, a pair of red eyes were silently watching me, and at first glance it looked like a jaguar, with black skin, blue eyes, steel teeth, and a copper tail. But it is much larger than the average jaguar, and I don't know what grows on its back, it has a strange shape, a thick green plant is attached to its back, and some small rattan covers the left and right, like a parasitic tumor. The monster slumped its back, looking eager to try.

I hurriedly turned around, grabbed the sapper's shovel in my hand, and flashed to the side of the stone platform. It pressed its two claws into the ground and swooped down, swooping down from mid-air. I saw it pounce, and I flickered and shook it behind it.

I didn't want the leopard to react so quickly, he put his claws on the ground, lifted his waist and hips, and fluttered again. I ducked to the side and stuck myself in the corner, and the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard saw that I couldn't lift me, and roared, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, shaking the whole stone chamber. It cocked its rod-like tail upside down and cut it off at me, and I hurried to the side. When the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard saw that it couldn't hurt me, he was immediately annoyed. I saw that the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard was turning around, and seized the opportunity, and with both hands he picked up the sapper shovel, exerted all the strength of the milk, and slashed down from mid-air. I only heard a crisp sound, and when I looked closely, I saw that my mother actually hit the stone platform, but it didn't hit the beast.

I knocked too quickly just now, and I hit the stone platform, breaking the sapper shovel in two, and I scolded Wang Puyuan, an old bastard, for providing us with many counterfeit and shoddy products along the way. It is said that the weapon is an inch short and an inch is dangerous, and I pulled out the dagger on my waist, and the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard roared, and he went crazy, turning over and pounced. I used all my strength to jump back several steps in a row to avoid its edge. Strange to say, as soon as I stepped back into the corner, it stopped coming forward, just threw its claws in place. I tentatively stepped forward to provoke a few times, but the beast stopped before running to the corner, and I squatted in the corner to look at it, and found that the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard's range of movement was only on the stone platform, and the range of his movement on his back was like a long vine, which framed his range of movement. At this time, I couldn't help but think of the common law of symbiosis in the jungle, could it be that this monster actually coexists with plants? To prove my idea, I approached the stone platform again.

At this time, the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard happened to put its two front paws in front of me, and I bit the dagger in my mouth, and with both hands, I grabbed the top of the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard's head and pressed it downward. The eight-clawed golden-backed leopard was about to struggle, and I hurriedly held it down, not daring to relax for a moment.

This time I finally let me see a clear, it turns out that the back of the monster is indeed connected with a long vine, it has a long wound on its back, and the green vine is inserted into its body along the wound, this wound is deep and long, if it weren't for this octaclaw-shaped, a long and seven short strange vines to make trouble, I'm afraid this monster would have died a long time ago. It seems that only by severing the relationship between the two can I have a chance of life.

The eight-clawed golden-backed leopard was still struggling to shake me off. I lifted my foot and kicked the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard in the face. It screamed and screamed, stretching the vines on its back straight. I rolled over, sat on its back, pulled the dagger from my waist, and quickly severed the vines that connected it to its mother. As soon as the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard lost the connection behind it, it quickly lost its strength. I grabbed it tightly with my left hand, stole out my right hand, lifted the dagger I had just used, and did my best to pierce it in. After stabbing more than a dozen times, blood burst out from the eyes, mouth, nose, and ears of the eight-clawed golden-backed leopard before he finally fell to the ground.

I let out a long breath and collapsed on the ground, unable to move, and it took me a long time to remember that I was going to look for someone else. I finally took out a box of matches from my pocket for a long time, opened it and saw that there was only one single seedling left, I lit it and looked at it, and I was dumbfounded, only to see that the stone room where I was full of gold and silver treasures, and in the corner of the long vine withered, there was a half-man-high golden tripod. I am reminded of Shirley Young's statement that the Incas used to prepare gold for the salvation of their king, and that the huge ransom money later fell into the hands of the Spanish colonizers. And when the new king moved the capital, the invaders did not find half a piece of gold from the kingdom of Kuster, and looking at the situation in front of them, maybe all of them were hidden in the temple.

At the moment when the match was extinguished, there was a sound behind me, and I tilted my head in alarm, and the sudden sound of a gun rang in my ears, and I took advantage of the darkness to roll on the spot and run away to the altar of gold.