The bell seemed to contain some kind of hypnotic effect, the little brother's eyes were in a trance, and an exceptionally clear bell sounded from it, the little brother immediately sobered up, his face changed slightly, and immediately turned around and gestured to the two of Raba to signal them to block their ears.

As a result, they turned their heads to see that the two Rabbahs had stuck their heads in the snow at some point, and their chests could no longer see the ups and downs of their breathing.

The little brother immediately dug out the two of them, and Logombu still had a breath to live, and the old Raba had already swallowed his breath.

The cold, fresh air rushed into his lungs, and Logombu clutched his throat, suppressed his cough, and looked in horror at the ghostly people who had already skirted the snowy slopes they were on, and headed further into the valley ahead.

He was frightened and frightened, his consciousness had just recovered from his hallucination, he didn't have time to see more, he wasn't even sure if those people were alive, maybe they were dead souls in the snowy mountains?

The cyan light was cold and eerie, and it drifted away into the depths of the valley in the darkness.

As soon as Logombu breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that the little brother had already gotten up and followed.

Logombu looked at the pale corpse of Raba on the side, and suddenly a spirit was excited, and he hurriedly ran back to the cave with their bags, and ran a few steps to catch up with the little brother in front.

"Boss, what do we do now? They don't seem to be alive. Logombu said in fear.

The thing that glowed green was so terrifying that it would bewitch people's minds like a devil, and he almost buried himself in the snow to his death.

"It's a living person." The little brother said quickly, "If there are people living here, they will definitely live by the lake, and if we follow them, we may be able to find the place we are looking for." ”

Logombu has nothing to say, he can only follow the little brother now, in this lonely and barren snowfield, being alone is undoubtedly self-defeating.

The area where they are located is the ridge of a snow-capped mountain range, and they are already at a considerable elevation, above the roof of the world.

The mountains are completely covered by glaciers, the valleys are crisscrossed, and in some places the snow is unimaginably deep.

The whole snowy area is more like a fierce, black and white hilly area, and the edges and corners of these hills are as sharp as knife blades.

The men walked on the snow at an unbelievably fast pace, almost floating on the snow, and if it weren't for the footprints left by them, Logombu would have thought they were flying on the snow, like ghosts.

The shadows soon disappeared in the dark shadows of the valley not far away, and the little brother chased faster and faster, and Logombu stumbled forward, and as soon as he took a step forward, the deep snow buried his legs, and he barely managed to keep up with the little brother.

The pursuit of the two was very difficult, after chasing out for a while, the little brother stared at the marks left by those people when they walked by, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and before Luo Gongbu could catch his breath, the little brother had already turned around and changed directions, shuttling through the snow at a faster speed.

Logombu was going crazy, and he wanted to give up this undominant chase.

The little brother who walked more than ten meters away suddenly stood up from the snow, made an upward step, and his body rose a lot higher on the snow, and then beckoned to him.

Luo Gongbu silently prayed for the blessing of the gods in his heart, threw the package on his back, pulled the snow with both hands, and finally pounced to the little brother's side, and then was surprised to find that the snow under the little brother's feet was only buried in his ankles.

Logombu was not stupid, and immediately thought of what he should be stepping on on the soles of his feet, and immediately dug into the snow where his footprints had been trodden, and touched the stone with his fingers.

He immediately picked up the snow, only to find that there was a stone bridge made of stone and wood buried under the snow here, and the little brother was standing on the protruding edge of the bridge.

It is on such a bridge that the Tibetans who are mysterious are supposed to be walking, so they can walk like a fly in such thick snow.

The stone bridge is so sturdy that you don't move when you step on it, and the snow on the deck is knee-high at most.

There is a bridge in the snow that leads to the snow-capped mountains, who built it, how long is it, and where does it eventually lead?

The green light in the gray darkness in the distance flickered a few more times, and it seemed that he had come to a corner, and the little brother quickly chased straight in the direction of the last flash of the green light.

After chasing for more than two hours, the green light has been walking in front of them very quickly and evenly, from time to time it is blocked by the mountains and disappears for a while, and soon it will appear further ahead, fluttering and flickering, like fireflies in the grass on a summer night.

The stone bridge did not have any forks, and the purpose was very clear, and Logombu's initial panic gradually calmed down, and he said in his heart that there was an end to it.

After that, there was a cookie-cutter description of the snowy peaks and mountains, and only on the third day of chasing the green light, they followed the road in the snow all the way forward, and finally came to the end of the stone bridge.

There is a huge wall of ice, like the castle of a king in a fairy tale, rising from the ground and towering into the sky.

Luo Gongbu was startled, he doubted whether he was frozen stupid, and turned his head to ask the little brother for confirmation, but saw that the little brother was looking up.

He also subconsciously looked at it, only then did he realize that the original white ice wall was actually hanging down from a huge sloping cliff, and the snow was constantly melting under the action of sunlight and cold wind, hanging down from the top of the cliff, and it was quickly covered by new snow before it completely melted.

Over time, a thick layer of turbid ice accumulated under the cliffs, forming a wall.

The end of the stone bridge was connected to the ice wall, but to Logompo's surprise, all the Tibetans walking in front of the two were gone.

As if using the wall-piercing technique used by the five demons, they disappeared into the blurred and opaque ice out of thin air.

Logombu wanted to pounce and slap the ice wall, trying to find the flaws in the disappearance of those people, but who expected that this time he would directly pounce into the air, and he crashed into the hollow behind the ice, and fell into a dizzy head.

If he hadn't subconsciously hugged his head, his neck would have hit the stone and snapped.

The little brother then jumped in from the ice cave, landed lightly on the ground, lit up the fire, walked to Logombu's side, and looked at him silently.

Logombu covered his head and stood up against the mountain wall, but he saw that there seemed to be a person standing beside him in the firelight.

When I looked at the little brother again, I found that he was not looking at himself, but someone behind him, or some people?

Luo Gongpo's hair stood on end, and he subconsciously turned his head with a smile on his face, he thought that those Tibetans had discovered them and were waiting for the two of them to arrive here.

However, when he saw what was in front of him, the smile on his face instantly froze, and his mouth was open enough to swallow an egg, but it was as if he had been choked by the neck, and he couldn't make a sound, and one of his hands was still pressed on the face of a person as white as a ghost, and he forgot to take it back.

Along the way, Logombu has experienced countless fears, but those are far from the scene at present.

Corpses—countless corpses were standing behind Logombu, their grey pupils wide open, staring at him intently.

Logombu rolled his eyes and was about to fall to the ground, and at the last second he caught a glimpse of a freeze-dried corpse in that direction, seemingly smiling at him.

The chill suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and Luo Gongbu shivered, and instantly came to his senses.

This is actually a corpse cave, and as far as the eye can see, there are countless corpses behind it, all of which are dressed in uniform white Tibetan robes, wrapped in ice coffins, and neatly embedded in the walls on both sides.

And crucially, these ice coffins are buried vertically.

In China's tomb feng shui system, there are many methods of tomb, "vertical burial" method is one of them, "vertical burial" is different from the ordinary burial method, in ancient times, the deceased took a standing posture, put it in the coffin, cleaned the bones, and was called a vertical coffin.

According to the record of Lai Buyi's seventy-two burial methods: "vertical burial" is also known as "standing burial" method, the method of burying the stone wall cave, the dragon of the great noble runs against the rivers and lakes, and the stone is intolerable. Based on the crack between the middle and the soil, set up its coffin to bury it. Shape drink: "Crosswall moth".

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to absorb the earth qi when the bones are buried on the ground, and it is even more difficult to absorb the earth qi when the coffin is erected.

If you can accurately find the gathering point of the dragon qi, the upright vertical coffin is to point the point and guide the pulse, and the coffin is usually erected at the source of the dragon vein, which is the place where the dragon qi is the strongest, even if it is a treasure of feng shui, it is not an easy thing to use.

In ancient times, this kind of burial method was not affordable by ordinary people, and it had to be dignitaries, because this kind of burial method required a real dragon vein.

Naturally, these Logompo did not know, but the funeral methods that were commonly prevalent in Tibetan areas were sky burial, water burial, cremation and earth burial, and he had never seen such a large group of ice burial tombs.

It is obviously very strange to bury so many corpses here vertically.

Luo Gongbu carefully pacified the seven souls and six spirits who were scared to take off, and asked the little brother weakly: "Boss, this and this...... What the hell is going on, how can there be so many ice burial coffins here? ”

And why are all the eyes of these frozen corpses open? And fortunately, it was his direction that he was staring at, and it was the same as if he had rehearsed.

Luo Gongbu panicked, the soles of his feet moved silently, rubbed behind the little brother, and used his body to block himself.

Then the dog poked out half of his head, but found that the eyes of those frozen corpses actually automatically blocked the little brother, and they all stared at him at the moment of the probe.

Luo Gongbu's heart was completely cold, it's over, could it be that his posture when he just entered the door was too offensive, and these frozen zongzi were all staring at him?

Damn, these mummies will also watch people put on dishes!

The little brother looked at the corpses in the ice burial hall and shook his head for a while, "I don't know." ”

He was also speculating in his heart whether the purpose of the team coming here was to send a funeral.

Could that glowing green be the corpse of some Tibetan person?

There was a gust of wind behind him, and Luo Gongbu saw that these corpses were just staring at him, and there was no substantive movement, and his courage to scare the cat was also stretched a lot.

Seeing that the little brother's attention was on the coffins, he turned to look at the place where he had just fallen in.

There are two semicircular holes in the ice wall with a diameter of more than half a meter, and below them are several steps.

He felt strange, when he looked at the ice wall outside, there was no gap at all, he was stuffed with elephants, and he couldn't break through such a thick layer of ice, this hole really came out of nowhere.

The little brother walked up the steps and reached out to turn a white jade-like circular flap door back.

It turned out that Luo Gongbu had just knocked open a trap door on the ice, and because the door was the same color as the surrounding ice wall, and it was covered with a thin layer of ice, it was impossible to see what was going on.

Logombu really made a mistake this time.

They looked behind them, and it was as incredible as building a stone bridge over a snow-capped mountain, where there was a tunnel that led to the interior of the mountain, and those people had dug through a mountain to bury their ancestors!

It's an unimaginable project.

At that time, it was equivalent to a fantasy to complete such a huge project, but someone did it.

Qingyue's bell resounded again in the tunnel, as if guiding them to follow.

The two of them started a fire and walked cautiously along the tunnel full of corpses.

The bell was always in front of them, and every time they made a turn, the bell would ring, as if urging them not to stop.

The little brother was thoughtful, stopped from time to time, and put the fire fold close to the ice coffin to see the corpse inside.

The frozen corpses do not decay, the facial texture is very clear, there are male and female corpses, both old and young, although the corpses are all dressed in Tibetan costumes, but the faces in the first part of the ice coffin are closer to the Han people.

It is even more strange, why are the Han people buried in such a distant snow-capped mountain, and what is their relationship with those ghost Tibetans?

The further back they go, the deeper the facial contours of the corpses, the closer they are to the Tibetan faces, as if they see a magnificent history of ethnic evolution.

Although these people died many years earlier, and even if their bodies were about to pop out, they were blocked by a sturdy ice coffin, but Logombu still felt that it was very infiltrating.

He suspected that all the corpses he might see in his life and in his previous life were gathered here today.

The tunnel was longer than expected, and they walked in the dark, and after a long time, the fire was almost burned out, and there was finally a turning point ahead.

There is natural light in front of the light!

Logompo was overjoyed, and cautiously leaned over and touched the ice wall, and sure enough, he felt that the wall under his hand could be pushed, and there were fine ice slags between the gaps, and those Tibetans had come out from here.

Logombu gritted his teeth and pushed it out with all his might, and the heavy ice door was pushed open slowly, and he looked out, and the outside suddenly opened up and was incomparably bright.

It was a huge amber-like lake, like a huge jewel mirror, quietly embedded in the snowfield ahead.