Probably hearing my shout, Su Man, Wu Zhijun and Meng Chao rushed over quickly.

Wu Zhijun and Su Man reached out and helped me up. Su Man picked up the clothes I had dropped next to him and handed them to me, "What's wrong with you?" Want to make a decision on your own? ”

"It's not important," I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "I noticed something strange. ”

"What is it?" Suman touched the beads of sweat on his head.

I raised my hand and pointed deep into the mudstone, "I think I've found a house, right in that direction." ”

As soon as I said this, Su Man's hand that was wiping sweat suddenly froze, and at the same time, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"House?" Meng Chao's eyes widened suddenly, "Is it that the village we are looking for has arrived?" ”

"No," Suman shook his head, "I've been to that village, and it's not here at all. ”

I frowned slightly, "That's strange, how can there be a house in such a place?" As I spoke, I looked at Suman.

Suman shrugged, "I don't know, I'm here for the first time. As she spoke, the look in her eyes had long since disappeared.

"Hey, what kind of house do you care about," Wu Zhijun put his hands on the top of his head to block out the sun, "Let's go over and have a look first, at least we can avoid the sun, so as not to be dried here." ”

Suman turned his head to look at me, as if asking for my opinion. I hesitated, then forced a smile, "Then go over and have a look." ”

The four of us walked in the direction I had just seen towards the hollow in the mudstone.

In fact, it was about ten minutes or so, and it seemed like an hour or so for us to walk.

Standing in the middle of a mudstone, there was indeed a huge depression in front of me, which looked like a small basin.

Standing on the edge and looking down, in the middle of this depression, there was actually a house. Looking at the roof, it's the one I just saw.

Golden spires stand tall, white walls, cyan cornices, and carved gates. Especially in front of the temple gate, a large area of colorful wind horse flags fluttered in the wind.

"This," Wu Zhijun looked at the scene below, and paused after only saying one word.

"It's like a temple." Meng Chao pushed his glasses and said.

"This is a Tibetan temple." Su Man took two steps forward, looking ahead with some distraction, "I didn't expect there to be a Tibetan temple here." ”

Standing on a piece of mudstone, I felt the same shock in my heart, and I always felt that this Tibetan temple was not only in a place where it should not be, but more importantly, it gave me a strange feeling.

A large number of colorful wind and horse flags shook in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help but be in a trance, and I was stunned for a while.

Suddenly, a guy pulled me and said, "What's the fuss, let's go!" I turned my head and saw that it was Suman who was speaking.

I nodded, and walked down the edge of the depression. Most of the places under our feet are fine sand, but there is a lot of mudstone hidden underneath the fine sand. So it's not a difficult journey.

Soon we walked in front of the wind horse flags, the wind blew the colorful wind horse flags "whirring", and through the gaps in their dancing, we saw the golden roof of the temple. I felt a sense of solemnity and sacredness as I stood here.

As I walked, I noticed that a lot of the mudstone under my feet had been artificially leveled. And these leveled mudstones have been invaded by wind and sand, and the edges and corners have long been rounded again. In this way, this Tibetan temple has been here for quite some time. But from Suman's reaction, it was clear that she never seemed to know that there was such a place.

As Suman said before, we should be not very far from the edge of the desert. In this case, I am afraid that a building like this would have become an attraction long ago. But from the current situation, it seems to be off the beaten track. This strange contradiction puzzled me.

As we went, large banners of wind and horses danced above our heads, and the sun that had just been blazing was shattered by them, and they fell down, and everyone's body and face became mottled.

Everyone didn't speak, I don't know if they had lost their strength or if they were attracted to this Tibetan temple, and I think I probably belonged to the latter.

The temple door was open, and the four of us stepped inside.

And the moment I stepped into the temple gate, I was stunned, because I saw a wooden pole standing in the courtyard in front of the main hall. The wooden pole is black and shiny, and the invasion of wind and sand has not left obvious scars on it, which is obviously antiseptic.

I'm no stranger to this flagpole-like thing. The small Tibetan temple built on the cliff of Qilian Mountain seemed to appear in front of my eyes again.

I still clearly remember that there was also such a wooden pole standing on the small platform in front of the temple, which made Dorjee once tell us that this wooden pole is called the Heaven of Death. Is it just a coincidence that I'm seeing something similar here now?

I forcefully closed my eyes, which had been blown dry and sore by the wind and sand, and came back to my senses. At this time, Meng Chao, Wu Zhijun and Su Man had already walked into the courtyard.

The temple is not large, and is divided into three rooms, one of which is taller, and the two sides are much smaller. Unlike the temple walls and gates, the main body of this Tibetan temple is built of bluestone. Although these bluestones look a little out of line with the golden temple roof, it is this way of construction that makes me suddenly dream back to that snowy night in Qilian Mountain.

If it weren't for the wind and sand hitting my face, I would have returned to Qilian Mountain in a trance. The layout and construction materials of this temple, including the dead root in the courtyard, are really too similar to the Tibetan temple in Qilian Mountain.

I looked around as if I saw Suman saying something to me, but I didn't hear anything.

Eventually, my gaze fell on the central hall. Su Man stepped forward and pulled at my clothes, and I didn't bother to talk to her, and ran towards the door of the main hall.

As soon as I pushed open the wooden door of the main hall, I saw a large statue of a god in the middle of the main hall by the sunlight that was shining in.

I was no stranger to this statue, it was the Great Mighty Vajra, and I hurried to the statue with a hint of anticipation or apprehension. I fixed my eyes on the bottom of the idol. There I saw a snake, a snake with red eyes. When I saw this, my brain was in a mess, and this statue was really the same as the one I saw in the Tibetan temple in Qilian Mountain.

Why do two temples thousands of miles apart have identical statues, and what is going on? I didn't have any clue for a while.

I took two steps back and leaned against the door of the main hall. Su Man and the others came over, and when they saw me like this, Meng Chao opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Zhuo, what's wrong with you?" You okay? ”

I couldn't explain it to them, so I shook my head gently, "It's okay, I'm just tired." ”

Wu Zhijun walked to the statue and looked at it, reached out and touched the butter bowl in front of the statue, his fingertips were stained with a thick layer of sand, "This place looks like it has been abandoned for a long time." ”

Su Man looked left and right, "Let's check separately and see if there is any water source." ”

Wu Zhijun nodded and said, "I just saw a wooden shed in the corner of the courtyard, maybe there is a water source in it, I'll go over and take a look." ”

"Then I'll go to the houses on both sides." Meng Chao said as he walked out.

Su Man looked at me, "Your face is not good, take a rest here for a while." ”