Xu Qian immediately got up and looked up, but found that the ceiling was very intact, without any bloodstains, and then looked around, the windows were tightly closed, and the doors were closed.

"Whose blood?" Sister Meng took a closer look, "It's weird! ”

"I'm going to see who's playing tricks!" Xu Qianli snorted and reprimanded angrily: "If you know each other, get out, don't force us to do it!" ”

Sister Meng vigilantly observed any movement in the office, and then heard Dean Chen on the ground suddenly twitch, and before Sister Meng could help, he foamed at the mouth and whimpered.

"It's a mosquito nail!" Sister Meng saw a tiny needle eye in Dean Chen's neck, "The mosquito nail pierced his artery and shot to the ceiling, and the blood dripped from above." ”

Xu Qian immediately checked a coffee table next to Dean Chen, "There is a mechanism here!" ”

"It seems that the British have also found him." Xu Qian said, "The owner of the dumpling shop is a spy of the British, which shows that they are eyeing Jin Xi one step ahead of us. ”

"Ahh

The sound was coming from outside the hallway.

"Chase!" Xu Qian and Sister Meng immediately chased out.

I saw two men in white coats kidnapping a person and running all the way. Once in the basement, I got into a car that was ready to respond. Xu Qian and Sister Meng immediately jumped into the car, and the two cars galloped all the way, and after leaving the city, they drove into the mountains, and the mountain road winded up, lined with ancient trees.

After turning a corner, a mossy archway appeared in front of you, the thick and vigorous tree trunk, the thick green shade of the evergreen leaves covered with the archway engraved with the four big characters of "dripping dust washing", forming a beautiful picture of longevity. After the archway, the left side of the road suddenly opens up, a pool of clear water is straight ahead, and the hut house is hidden in the forest behind, and the stream flows out slowly from it.

"Why can't you even see half a figure?" As soon as Xu Qian and the others entered the archway, the car in front of them disappeared.

The road goes with the stream, and more than a dozen houses are poorly furnished, leaning on the situation of the stream, and scattered with the twists and turns on both sides of the stream. Until the house was exhausted, no one was touched.

Just as the two of them turned around to walk, their bodies shook and they stopped in shock.

I saw a man in a white robe standing in a cluster of flowers and trees that was still uninhabited just now.

"What people!" Xu Qian shouted.

"Don't be nervous!" The man said aloud, "I have no ill will! ”

"Who the hell are you?"

"Friend or foe."

"To put it bluntly."

"We're also looking for Jin Xi, but now the situation has changed a little, and Mike is now cooperating with Lin Kun, so our mission here will also be adjusted accordingly." The man got straight to the point, "We originally planned to follow the praying mantis to catch the cicada and the yellow finch, but because of cooperation, we had to give up this plan, and now, we can hand over Jin Xi to you." ”

"How can I believe your words!" Xu Qian smiled slightly and said calmly: "There are no other requirements?" ”

"If it's not requested, it's definitely fake." The man smiled and said, "First of all, the ancient Tibetan religion must be completely exterminated, whether it is the 735 institute or you, this is a premise that cannot be discussed. ”

"You don't have to say that, we'll do it."

A strong wind blew and shook her clothes, like a fairy riding the wind.

I saw that the man was dressed as a scribe, with a thin figure, a steady demeanor, a pair of eyes with a light inside, showing that he was a person who cultivated both inside and outside, and after he politely said a few kind words, he led Xu Qian and Sister Meng to the inner hall, and finally arrived at an elegant house, where a woman was lying on the bed, her complexion was calm, as if she was asleep.

"She's ......" Xu Qian noticed the person on the bed.

"This is Jin Xi." The man said calmly, "If it weren't for you, we would have struggled to find her." ”

Xu Qian looked at him calmly and said, "I have to admit that this time you won." ”

"You're too modest."

Sister Meng sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to Jin Xi's wrist, and pondered silently.

"What's wrong with her?"

The man suddenly came down silently, looked at Sister Meng, and said in a deep voice: "This is the second request, save her, she has a strange disease, or rather, it is a symptom, I know that you have many ancient secret techniques in China, she was fine at the beginning, but after she got to the car, she became like this, and she couldn't wake up!" ”

"How so?" Xu Qian was stunned and said, "How are you sure it's a secret technique?" ”

"We checked her vital signs, and there was no problem at all, but the only strange thing was that her two acupuncture points were sealed, which must have changed the flow of meridians in an unpredictable way."

"Points?" Sister Meng was surprised, "You British still know this?" ”

"Let's know a little bit about it!"

"The circulation of meridian qi in the human body is all in response to the heavens, the rise and fall of the opening and closing, the qi and blood at any time, with a certain rhyme in the twelve meridians, periodically flowing, this blood point technique is powerful, it slows down the speed, so Jin Xi will not wake up." Xu Qian smiled bitterly: "This is the long-lost Wuhou acupoint method, known as 'Shocking Spirit' in ancient times, once the acupuncture points are pointed, if it is not a unique technique, it is difficult to unravel, if I am not mistaken, the ancestor of Zhuge Longyun may be the descendant of Kong Ming." ”

"'Shocked'? Where do I seem to have heard it, Zhuge Kongming? Isn't it...... No wonder the blood technique is so powerful. ”

Sister Meng smiled, "Zhuge Longyun's background is quite complicated, it turned out to be a descendant of Wuhou, no wonder this Jin Xi's head is so smart, and he plays us around." ”

"You want me to save her, because you want to know Zhuge Longyun's secret." Xu Qian paused and said, "Since the secret is a secret, there is no reason to share it with you casually." ”

"We only need that part of what we need."

"Be specific."

"To be precise, we hope that the secret of the ancient Tibetan religion will disappear forever, and as for that mysterious power, let it die with the secret."

……

Lhasa, the capital of the Tibet Autonomous Region.

Our group walked out of Dapeng Golden Wing Mountain, entered Lhasa, and stayed at the Tibet Hotel on Beijing West Road. The People's Congress, the government, and the military region of the autonomous region are all located south of Beijing Road, facing the Lhasa River in the south.

The Lhasa River originates from the Mira Snow Mountain, which is more than 5,000 meters above the sea, and has been revered as the mother river by the locals since ancient times. On holidays and festivals, citizens go to the banks and valleys of the Lhasa River to play in the water, have picnics, sip butter tea, and enjoy the bright sunshine.

The next morning, I got up and knocked on Huo Xinlan's door to discuss my next plans with her, but I knocked for a long time, and there was no movement inside.

"Strange, out so early?"

"Hey, where are you, Miss Huo?" I dialed Huo Xinlan's number.

"I've got something!" After speaking, Huo Xinlan hung up the phone.

"I ......" I wanted to scold my mother on the other end of the phone, but I finally held back, "I have a violent temper, what kind of person is this!" ”

I was annoyed that I had touched my nose early in the morning, when the phone rang again, and I saw that it was a Beijing number.

"Hey, who's that?"

"It's me, Ye Heping."

"Professor Ye?" I didn't expect it to be Ye Heping's call, "Why did you call me, what instructions do you have?" ”

"Go meet someone and trust him to help you." After speaking, Ye Heping hung up the phone. Subsequently, I received an email, "Huang Danian? Who? ”

With questions in mind, I drove off. The Potala Palace is built on the mountain, the vast buildings overlap, the buildings are saggy, the altitude is nearly four thousand meters, and the momentum is magnificent. The palace is splendid, the spirit pagoda hall, the Buddha hall, the scripture hall, the monk's house, the courtyard and so on are all available, it is the highest altitude in the world, the largest scale of the castle and palace-like buildings. Between the clouds and the sky, the majestic Potala Palace has the potential to be born out of thin air and run through the universe, like a solemn heavenly city.

The Potala Palace is the supreme ruling center of Tibet's theocracy and the winter palace of the Dalai Lama.

The main building of the Potala Palace can be divided into the White House and the Red Palace. The solemn White House is the Dalai Lama's winter palace and is seven stories high. The fifth and sixth floors are the places of regency and political and religious power. On the seventh floor, there are two sets of living palaces of the Dalai Lama in winter, where the sun shines, so it is called the east and west sun halls. The Red Palace is the spiritual pagoda hall of the Dalai Lama in the past and all kinds of Buddha halls, there is the great hall of silence in the west, the murals in it reflect the flowing color glow, the lama spiritual pagoda gold is cast, and the agate gems are scattered all over the place. The red palace is special in the hall of the three realms, Gao Ling Wuyue, condescending to look at the four directions, there is a sense of the only self under the whole world, there is a statue of 11-faced Guanyin cast by 30,000 taels of silver in the hall.

On the snow-capped mountain, there are monk official schools, square halls, the thousand-year-old snow city at the foot of the mountain is covered in silver, and the dragon king pond in the back garden is as clean as a mirror, like a peacock lake in the west sky, and there is a sense of rebirth.

"University professor? It's a professor again, are professors all wholesale these years? ”

For thousands of years, the Potala Palace has collected tens of thousands of rare cultural relics, thousands of square meters of murals, thousands of pagodas, more than 10,000 statues, tens of thousands of thangkas, gold and silverware, jade, porcelain, enamelware, jewelry, and countless treasures.

I went to see this Huang Danian according to the address given to me by Ye Heping, and when I walked into the office, I saw a kind and solemn scholar-looking person sitting in the middle.

"Knock knock" I knocked on the door.

"Please come in!" There was no one at the desk, except the one who was meditating. However, the sound came from the side room.

When you hear that there are people outside, people inside come out.

"Who are you looking for?"

"May I ask who is Professor Huang Danian?"

"I am!"

I stepped forward and bowed, and the man who called himself Huang Danian smiled and said, "I just heard that a distinguished guest is coming, so you must be you." ”

"You're so polite."

"I have guests to receive, so let's go up here today, and we'll continue tomorrow!" At this time, Huang Danian turned around and said to the person who was meditating.

"Okay, thank you, Professor Huang!"

"I forgot to introduce, but I'm a researcher at the Institute of Tibetan Buddhism of the Religious Affairs Bureau, and this is a student who has been studying with me, and we studied meditation together." Huang Danian introduced.

"Delving? Meditation? I looked at Huang Danian with some confusion, and couldn't help but wonder about the person in front of me, "Does meditation also need to be studied?" What's more, what kind of study are you, and it is clear that you are still putting people aside. ”

"Please be seated!" Huang Danian frowned slightly, and sighed: "Why did you come to me?" ”

I asked respectfully, "Then I'll get straight to the point, I heard Professor Ye say that you are an authority on ancient Tibetan Buddhism in China, and I want to know something about ancient Tibetan Buddhism." ”

Huang Danian said with a smile: "Ancient Tibetan religion has disappeared for thousands of years, and it is an unsolved mystery. ”