According to Chen Xuehan, the little brother also came out of the snow mountain back then, so will Bai Ci's purpose for coming here be the same as that of the little brother?

Wu Xie's eyebrows were furrowed, what was there in the depths of the snow-capped mountains of Motuo?

If Bai Ci is really a wooden fish, then what attracts him to the depths of the snow-capped mountains must be related to the Zhang family.

The little brother has gone to Changbai Mountain to guard the bronze gate, and the wooden fish has come to Motuo again, so here, will there be something related to the bronze gate or meteorite jade?

After dinner, a little lama came to the guest room to inform Wu Xie, "The master invites the distinguished guest to the bedroom to talk." ”

Wu Xie thought that he couldn't wait today, and he didn't sleep well last night, so he washed up early and prepared to go to sleep.

Hearing this, he quickly turned over and let Langka stay, and he followed the little lama up the stairs, with the little lama carrying a lamp in front of him to illuminate him.

The sky was already cloudy and graying, Wu Xie looked up and found that the rows of houses built on the mountain stretched far above, and the lights were like stars dotted in the night sky, eye-catching and scorching.

"Where did the guest named Bai Ci live before?" He asked the little lama.

The little lama replied to him, "In that inn on the eastern side of Houshan." ”

Wu Xie nodded, thoughtful, and then said, "Can I also live in the back mountain?" ”

The little lama shook his head, "The guest house in the back mountain is special, and you need to consult Master Deren." ”

Wu Xie said that he understood, and as he spoke, he had followed the little lama into the corridor, and finally stopped in front of a wooden door.

"Guest, please." The little lama knocked lightly on the wooden door and slowly pushed it open, and the light inside was very dim.

Wu Xie thanked him, raised his feet and walked in, and the little lama helped him close the door behind him.

After walking in, Wu Xie saw that there was only a dim oil lamp lit in the corner by the window, and an elderly lama was sitting at the table, closing his eyes and turning the Buddhist beads in his hand, and in front of him was a scroll of scriptures spread out.

Wu Xie walked to the table and bowed to the Grand Lama, "I want to ask the master about something, I wonder if you can make it convenient for you now?" ”

Naruhito opened his eyes, raised his hand slightly and motioned for Wu Xie to sit down, carefully examining his face, and then a kind smile appeared on his face, and his voice was thick and long, "Shanya." ”

Wu Xie looked at his rock-solid and resolute eyes, and suddenly had a guess, "You know who Bai Ci actually is, right?" ”

Naruhito put the Buddha beads into the palm of his hand and slowly spoke, "All thoughts are white dreams, the void spirit has seen, and the thoughts are separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas may be moved." ”

"As for who he is, you can ask for yourself."

"What do you mean?" Wu Xie frowned slightly, "You mean, it's possible for me to meet him, here?" ”

Then his eyes widened, "He came out of the snowy mountain?" Did you hear from him?! ”

Naruhito smiled slightly, and only said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

Wu Xie knew that it was impossible to get an answer so easily, so he changed the question, "Bai Ci has been in the lama monastery for so long, what has he found, or rather, has he left me anything." ”

"That room has always been reserved for him." Naruhito said, "If you want to know, you can go in and have a look." ”

After receiving permission, Wu Xie said goodbye to Naruhito, and that night packed his luggage and moved to the next door to the house in the back mountain.

Pushing open the dusty wooden door, Wu Xie turned on his flashlight and was about to walk in.

As soon as I lifted my foot, I felt a strangulation on the upper of my shoe, and the sound of breaking the air came in an instant.

Wu Xie's eyes lit up, and he immediately dodged sideways, knocked out the short arrows that flew over in three or two strokes, and retreated outside the door against the wall.

After more than ten seconds, the sound of arrows ceased.

Wu Xie cautiously poked his head out to look in, and there were many slender black phantoms on the small piece of floor where the bright moonlight reflected through the door.

When I looked up, the whole room was covered with slender translucent white silk, densely packed like a spider's web, eerie and terrifying, and very terrifying to look at.

The window near the wall was not tightly covered, and the faint light outside was partially shining through, and Wu Xie faintly felt that there seemed to be a person sitting behind the low table against the wall.

The figure of that person completely melted into the darkness, as if it had been swallowed into the wall, but the cold and sharp aura of the tarsal bones was hard to ignore.

Wu Xie stood still for a few seconds, suddenly turned on the aperture of the flashlight, and shone straight towards the window, an extremely fast black shadow flashed in the white light, and the felt curtain shook a few times, and quickly returned to calm.

Who is that person? Why did it appear in Bai Ci's room.

Could it be a wooden fish? If it was a wooden fish, why did he jump out of the window and run away after seeing himself?

Wu Xie furrowed his brows deeply, why did Muyu hide from himself?!

The black shadow moved quickly, and disappeared in a flash, Wu Xie didn't see the other party's face clearly at all, in fact, he didn't even see whether the other party was a man or a woman, but his intuition told him that that person knew him.

The dark shadow had been waiting here after learning that he was coming to this room.

He wanted to chase after him to check, but there were so many threads in front of him, and once he touched it, it would trigger the mechanism.

In order to avoid accidental touch, Wu Xie directly took off the thick cotton clothes on his body, and carefully walked into the silk thread in front of him that was as densely distributed as infrared rays.

This layout is very similar to the hexagonal copper bell array at the exit of Zhangjia Ancient Building, but because there is no bell tied to it, the difficulty has been reduced by more than one grade.

After some effort, Wu Xie finally walked over and stood in front of the low table, without touching any of them.

The bright light of the flashlight passed, and the clean table top and futon were in stark contrast to the dust all over the place, Wu Xie's heart subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes were slightly astringent.

He smiled softly, after so much time, the man's turtle hair love clean temperament has not changed.

Either way, just know he's alive and well.

To the right of the low table is an old-fashioned bookcase with two rows of bookshelves above which contain some scriptures, and a lock on the lower cabinet.

Wu Xie took off the thin wire tied to it from his belt, picked up the lock and looked at it, then bent the wire into a special hook, inserted it through the lock hole, and tentatively hooked the lock cylinder inside, and within ten seconds, the old lock in his hand bounced open.

Wu Xie opened the cabinet, took out a box with a combination lock from inside, looked at the four-digit combination lock on it, he tried "0912" first, and the combination lock did not respond.

After thinking about it, he turned the gears one by one to the four numbers "0503".

With a click, the lock popped open smoothly, a little unexpected, but it was expected, just like most of Muyu's scattered cards set the password is Wu Xie's birthday, just swap the month and date.

In the past, Wu Xie thought that maybe Muyu was worried that he was guarding the small shop that had not received any income for ten days and half a month, not only would he not make money, but after a long time, the water and electricity bills, daily expenses, and Wang Mengmeng's salary might grind him into a poor egg.

After Wang Mengmeng shook out the last two coins from his wallet, took out his trouser pocket and euphemistically expressed the meaning of emptiness, Mu Yu slapped a card on the table very arrogantly, and successfully harvested two pairs of star eyes as bright as lights.

At that time, Wu Xie, who was full of food and paralyzed into salted fish, also fantasized that if one day Wu Shanju really couldn't open it, he could directly transfer the house to Muyu, anyway, it was not much different from when he was in his hands.

After Muyu became his boss, he could add an extra pair of chopsticks and raise his little waste cake openly.

When Wu Xie's inner memories were intertwined with sourness, he didn't expect that in the next room, two people were sitting at a low table facing each other, quietly listening to the movement in this room.

The shadow man did not leave immediately after flipping out of the window, but went into another room next door.

"What do you think of the results? Determine if it's his words, when will it start. Under the dim oil lamp, the blue-robed Tibetan pushed a cup of hot goat's milk tea down the table to his side.

After a pause, the blue-robed Tibetan proven, "You look very happy. ”

"Yes." Zhang Qixun curled the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and touched the blindfolded herbal cloth, "Wait, give him a few days to digest." ”

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Three days later, Wu Xie finally finished reading all the records, and his gaze was fixed on the illustration on the German notebook for a long time.

Bronze Gate - Something deep in the snowy mountains of Motuo is a bronze door!

He struggled to suppress the tremor of his fingers and focused his whole mind on it.

Why is there a bronze door here in Metuo?

He could see that there was still a difference between this door and the one in Changbai Mountain.

The old problem of curiosity has been made again, and he wants to know what is the ultimate behind the bronze door, which everyone is eager to see.

Is it because Muyu was inexplicably affected at the beginning and didn't have time to enter the bronze gate of Changbai Mountain, so he came here and entered another bronze door.

Wu Xie still remembered that when the little brother was mixed in the Yin Soldier Borrowing Team and used the ghost seal to open the bronze door, the wooden fish couldn't stop bleeding.

And what about this bronze door? Will it have the same effect on him?

Could it be that the reason why Muyu avoided him and didn't dare to see him was because of this influence?

His brain began to dizzy for a while, he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights, and he felt the sleepiness he hadn't felt for a long time, and he finally couldn't support it lying on the table, his eyelids drooping heavily.

In his dream, the wooden fish was lying in front of the bronze door covered in blood for a while, and then he saw the bronze door open, and it was full of pitted meteorite jade, and he saw Chen Wenjin poking his head out of a hole, with a strange smile on his face, staring directly at him.

He gradually felt very cold on his body, and he returned to the time when he said goodbye to his little brother in Changbai Mountain, and the little brother knocked him unconscious and entered the mountain crevice alone.

I also dreamed that a group of Yin soldiers were walking in a neat line in front of the little brother, and as soon as the leading Yin soldiers turned their heads, their bodies suddenly began to swell, turning into the face of a fat man, shouting excitedly at him, "Innocent~Come and play~"

He fixed his eyes and was shocked that the fat man was actually in the big mouth of the femme fatale, and he was about to be eaten!

The dream behind was simply chaotic and couldn't tell whether it was a person or a ghost, Wu Xie felt as if he was asleep, and as if he was tied up with a rope and couldn't move, his body was getting colder and colder, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

I knew in my heart that these were all dreams and fakes, but no matter how hard I tried, my eyelids seemed to be stuck with 502 glue, and I couldn't wake up.

Just when he doubted whether he would freeze to death, he suddenly felt a sinking in his body, and something warm and thawing wrapped his whole body.

In an instant, it was as if someone had fished him up from the cold water, and the suffocation and coldness were washed away in an instant, and Wu Xie finally slept more peacefully.

There was an indiscernible sigh from the silence of the room, and then the door was closed from the outside.

After a long awakening by the knock on the door, Wu Xie opened his eyes, his ears seemed to be blocked by cotton, he heard someone talking outside the door, but he couldn't hear clearly, he blinked his eyes sluggishly, and it only took two seconds for his brain to quickly regain clarity.

When he got up, the big cotton coat on his back slipped down, Wu Xie subconsciously reached out to catch it, immediately realized something, and looked around.

The threads that had been lying in the room were taken away at some point, and he didn't even notice it.

Touching the cotton clothes in his hand, Wu Xie was still a little happy, and he could think of quietly coming in to put clothes on him, indicating that Muyu may not have been affected as seriously as the little brother, Muyu was not given by God to hide his memory, and he still remembered himself.

He casually draped his clothes over his body, walked to the door and opened the wooden door, and the harsh midday sun shone in.

Wu Xie squinted slightly, and there were Langka and Chen Xuehan standing outside the door.

Seeing that Wu Xie's face was a little haggard, but his spirit was not bad, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

Before, Wu Xie suddenly said that he was going to retreat for a few days, except for going to the thatched house, he didn't leave the house at all, and he forgot to sleep and eat to the extreme, and he was really worried that one day he would starve to death in the house.

"I almost thought you planted it in it, this cold winter, mushrooms are not easy to grow." Chen Xuehan finished teasing and stuffed the lunch box in his hand to him.

Wu Xie smiled, took the lunch box, and the three of them chatted while eating.

As he spoke, Langka mentioned a very strange phenomenon, "Recently, this temple seems to be very lively, and many people have come. ”

Chen Xuehan lit a cigarette and nodded, "It's not unusual, at about this time every year, a group of outsiders who worship the Buddha and listen to the lecture will come. ”

Langka frowned and said, "Those people seem to be a group, there are seven or eight people, I have also carefully observed them during Boss Wu's retreat these days, and I found that their behavior is a little strange. ”

"If you really come to listen to the lectures, you have to go to the main hall every morning and dusk, but only a few of those people will go, and almost all the others stay in the house, mysteriously not knowing what they are doing."

Wu Xie paused his hand and raised his eyes to look at Chen Xuehan, "Last time, before Bai Ci entered the Snow Mountain, was there such a group of people who lived in the Lama Temple?" ”

Chen Xuehan was dumbfounded, and then shook his head, "You're talking about Germans, but I don't think there are any foreigners' faces among those people at present, and it's hard to draw conclusions if you haven't had too much contact." ”

Thank you for the reward from the big guy [Dream to work hard], than the heart

(End of chapter)