The tranquility of the lake and the carcasses of huge fish in the water always create a sense of panic like a dream.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady couldn't help but speed up, wanting to leave this lake as soon as possible.

At least before dark.

The calm lake left a circle of ripples, and the sun was about to set, and the two finally saw the shore.

On the shore is the same tower, and there is also a stone beast carved on the top, echoing the previous tower.

The sky was completely dark, but there were no stars or moons tonight, but because of the reflection of snow and ice, it was not pitch black.

Behind the stone tower is a frozen glacier, a little darker than the surrounding snowfields.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady exhaled a cold breath at the same time and slid along the glacier.

After a pillar of incense, they saw the mountain gate of Zanghai Temple.

It was a bridge-like building across a glacier, with windows and doors, and it was supposed to be inhabitable.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady glanced at each other, and the two of them took a light leap and came out of the window.

It's very run-down, and the window paper is full of holes without poking, making it easy to peep.

Jing Yue's gaze quickly swept inside, but he found no trace of the person, so he gently pushed it with his hand, and the whole person slid in along the window, followed by the eldest lady.

After taking a closer look at the dimly lit environment and making sure that no traces were found, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

This boundary has indeed been abandoned for a long time, even the floor is in tatters, and even the glacier below can be seen from the larger part of the cave.

The house was covered with firewood, it was covered with dust, and the smell of spices was always in the room.

This is supposed to be a traditional Tibetan incense with a strong flavor.

Jing Yue came to the other side of the house, pushed open the window, and from here, he could see the glacier spreading upward.

In the distance, the outline of the building is in view, and it should be the main hall of the Tibetan Sea Temple.

It's just that I can clearly feel that there is a dead silence here, and I don't feel any life.

Perhaps, as recorded in the dossier, the monks of the Tibetan Sea Monastery seemed to have disappeared overnight and were never seen again.

For Jing Yue and the eldest lady, this statement seems weird and gloomy, like a story with a terrifying meaning.

But this result may be easier for them, after all, they can get Tibetan sea flowers without facing these monks?

But at this moment, the eldest lady suddenly pointed in a certain direction, and Jing Yue followed her gaze and found that there seemed to be a little fire in the high places of those buildings.

This fire is very small, it should be similar to an oil lamp, and it is even smaller after such a distance, if it were not for the starless moon tonight, and the sky and earth are dark, otherwise it would not be possible to find it.

Since there is a light, does that mean that there are people?

Could it be that the monks of Zanghai Monastery no longer walk in the world because they practice here behind closed doors?

At this moment, Jing Yue and the eldest lady's mood became complicated again.

I have to say that there are no people here, and they will be pressured.

The two sat there and rested for a moment and decided to go deeper.

If there are people inside, it is the best time to explore at night.

As soon as the open window moved and closed again, the two of them landed on the glacier like two fallen leaves, and continued on their way.

At this time, the two of them had already lightened their steps, and their feet seemed to have meat pads on them, and they landed silently.

The entire Tibetan Sea Temple is built from the bottom to the top, along the slope formed by this glacier, and it looks like a small mountain city.

The architecture of the temple is quite different from the hinterland of the country, which is very Tibetan native style, whether it is the material or the modeling, it seems a little rough.

The glacier that meanders up, where an icefall is formed, looks quite spectacular.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady were light and agile, and went up along the icefall.

After that, they suddenly stopped on the upper edge of the icefall.

This is away from the Tibetan Sea Temple

The core area is already very close.

On the right bank above the icefall is a Tallinn.

Tallinn is just as solemn in the night, but it's a bit like a personal pestle there, and it's a little eerie.

Here, the snow has shown signs of melting, revealing the undertones of the earth.

Because both of them are "water spirits", they know the reason just by touching the surface with their hands.

There is a hot spring down here.

The temperature of the hot spring water melts the snow around you.

In front of it is a tall hall, which should be the main hall of the Tibetan Sea Temple.

And the attic behind the main hall is the place where they saw the candle flame burning before.

At this time, the two of them could see the light in the attic more clearly.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady went to the main hall in the dark.

There are many prayer flags hanging outside the main hall, which have decayed, and the plaque of the main hall has also been removed, and the handwriting on it is also blurred, but the word "Tsering" can be vaguely seen.

According to the dossier, the monks of Zanghai Monastery have always believed in Tsering Bodhisattva.

In the dim environment, the tall statue of the god in the main hall can be faintly seen.

From here, you can see that it is a humanoid silhouette with a lotus flower on its feet, which is supposed to be the idol of "Tsering Bodhisattva".

But what attracted the attention of Jing Yue and the eldest lady even more was the outline next to the statue.

This silhouette is no smaller than the idol of Tsering Bodhisattva, and it even has a bit of a noisy flavor.

It's hard to describe the shape of the statue next to it, it always looks like a bird with a lot of long necks and heads.

The dim environment, unable to see the exact appearance of this statue, gave people a great sense of fear.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

The two sensed the fear, but accepted it.

Jing Yue, in particular, accepted it quickly.

Because he has also experienced a lot of bizarre events, and he is barely a master, he is also the surplus of the strong.

After passing through the main hall, a stone path leads to the lit attic.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady lurked closer, without making any movement, even the lightest cats walking here, I am afraid they can't behave better than them.

The oil lamp is on the third floor of the attic, and from here, you can see that the attic is relatively well preserved, and it looks like it is inhabited and has been maintained.

And more intuitively, you can see that under the reflection of the candle flame, the window paper reflects two figures, who seem to be sitting cross-legged and reciting the Heart Sutra silently.

Jing Yue asked the eldest lady to answer him below, and he jumped lightly and went up to the attic.

The attic window was not completely closed, Jing Yue followed the outer circle and found an open window.

At this moment, his clothes almost blended with the yellowed window paper, and he looked in along the edges.

This hope made him more sure that there were indeed people here.

The two monks were sitting there with their backs to him, muttering something in their mouths, small but audible.

Jing Yue didn't dare to go deeper for a while, but was there with a pestle, wanting to observe more.

As a result, the monk on the left suddenly let out a "hehe" laugh.

Jing Yue knew that he was exposed.

So he stopped dodging and went straight through the window into the attic.

The two monks were still facing away from him, but the shoulders of the one who was laughing just now were arched a lot.

Jing Yue knew that he was rude first, so he performed a Buddhist salute and said, "Visiting late at night has disturbed the practice of the two masters."

At this time, the two monks turned their heads at the same time, and the next moment, Jing Yue's breathing almost stopped.

I saw that the skin on the faces of the two monks had completely festered, and branches protruded from the ulcers, and bright flowers grew on the branches.

Such a picture reminds Jing Yue of a bad memory when he was a child in his previous life, that is, when he ate watermelon, he accidentally ate watermelon seeds into his stomach, so the adults in the family teased him.

said that in a few days, his body would grow watermelon vines and watermelons.

It can be said that it was one of Jing Yue's childhood nightmares, in which the imagined picture was similar to the two monks in front of him, with watermelon vines piercing through the skin of his eyes and face, hanging there.

It's just that he imagined it to be a watermelon, and the two monks were like a flower tree.

When they saw Jing Yue, they let out a "hehe" laugh at the same time.

This laughter, combined with their expressions, was particularly terrifying in the flickering candle flame.

Naturally, such a monk cannot be called a human being.

Almost at the same time, the two monks were about to come to arrest him, Jing Yue was extremely frightened, and the spear in his hand buzzed out.

With two snaps, the heads of the two monks burst like watermelons, and their bodies fell to the ground.

Jing Yue didn't have time to catch his breath at all, so he hurriedly stepped back.

Because the bodies of the two headless monks who fell to the ground suddenly twitched violently, and there seemed to be some tendon rope writhing around their necks, pulling their bodies.

Jing Yue gradually saw that it should be a branch or something, emerging from their necks, and there were blood-soaked petals sticking to it.

With two clicks, two soft blood-stained branches hit the ground, and the two headless monks stood up again.

The snake-like writhing branches emerged from the neck, swaying, and facing Jing Yue, but it may not be accurate because it has no eyes.

Jing Yue once again chose to strike first, sliding a shovel, and kicked out his left and right legs at the same time.

Only the sound of flesh and bones shattering was heard, and the legs of the two monks were cut off at the same time, and their whole bodies spun in the air like spinning tops.

The next moment, Jing Yue's body was mixed with cold ice, and his hands were suddenly covered with ice, as if he was wearing a pair of frost fists.

With two snaps, Jing Yue accurately grabbed the vines at the necks of the two, and after that, the strength of Tai Chi flowed, and the two bodies slammed together.

Because of the heavy sink, the air around them became distorted.

Jing Yue stepped on the bodies of the two monks who were almost glued together, and then pulled them out suddenly, like pulling a radish.

Two bloody tree-like objects were pulled out and slammed into the floor.

I saw them writhing constantly, and one of them still had a heart and lungs hanging on it, and it looked particularly hideous and bloody.

But after struggling for a while, the two little tree-like monsters stopped moving.

The eldest lady had already rushed over, holding a small white flower in her hand and watching this scene nervously.

This is indeed a big mental impact for her, who is rarely exposed to this kind of thing.

Jing Yue took a breath, the frost fists on his hands melted, his expression was calm, but he was actually a little panicked.

This thing is indeed evil, as if it is parasitic in the shells of these two monks.

After confirming that the thing was indeed dead, Jing Yue began to check the contents of the attic.

The eldest lady followed him step by step, looking a little nervous, in stark contrast to him standing like a corpse checking things.

There is no way, the eldest lady's courage has always been small, and she has suddenly become bigger several times, all because of Jing Yue.

The attic was very simple, except for two futons, a stone table, and an oil lamp, and there was only one scroll.

There are local Tibetan characters in the scrolls, but there are also Central Plains fonts that Jing Yue knows.

He looked closely and found that these Tibetan scripts were supposed to be for the purpose of gazing at the Central Plains script.

This is a scripture of "Luojia Fa Commentary", the scripture is not what Jing Yue is good at, but Jing Yue can probably translate a little meaning.

That is, if you recite this sutra silently and take "pure water" regularly, you will have the opportunity to see Tsering Bodhisattva in your dream and obtain the magic of immortality.

It even records that Tsering Bodhisattva was in the middle of a mirror-like lake in his dream, and a bird demon with seventeen heads appeared.

These seventeen harpies represent the seventeen calamities that only Tsering Bodhisattva can subdue.

Jing Yue couldn't help but think of the statue on the main hall before, and muttered to himself, "Could it be that."

Next to the statue of Tsering Bodhisattva, is this kind of seventeen-headed bird demon?"

That feeling of dominance resurfaced in Jingyue Zhihai, so much so that he gave birth to a bold and slightly terrifying idea, that is, it was not the Bodhisattva who surrendered to the bird demon, but the bird demon who surrendered to the Bodhisattva, and enslaved the image of the Bodhisattva, and obtained incense in the world.

This kind of idea is undoubtedly absurd, but Jing Yue has this illusion.

And what these two monks have been studying here is the Sutra of Immortality, so that it has become like this?

For a moment, Jing Yue only felt that everything around him had become unreal, as if he was in a nightmare with real details but absurd.

"Flowers."

The next moment, the eldest lady suddenly said.

Jing Yue looked down and saw that the two blood trees that he had just pulled out and fell to death were suddenly full of delicate flowers.

Seeing these flowers, Jing Yue's expression became more and more solemn.

He quickly took out the dossier in his arms and compared it, and found that the appearance of this flower was very similar to the Tibetan sea flower he was looking for.

"This is a Tibetan sea flower?"

Jing Yue quickly denied this view, because although the appearance of this flower is similar, the color is different.

The Tibetan sea flower is red, but this flower is blue, and blood cannot stain it blue.

However, this change really surprised Jing Yue, he couldn't help but think of the "pure water" written in this scripture just now, this pure water seems to be not clean, and these two monks have become like this, is it inseparable from the pure water.

Are they "polluted" with clean water?

Are there any other polluted monks in this temple today?

At this moment, Jing Yue suddenly touched the eldest lady's shoulder and looked up. Look at the book

Something was stepping on the roof tiles of the attic above them, moving gently, and it looked very strange in the silence of the night.