Not only did Yun Qianfeng not believe Mandu Latu's words, but others also denied it.

Bachai shook his head first and said:

"Mandurathu, the Linga-shaped idol looks like a rock, and it's unbelievable to say that he's a living being. And in legends all over the world, the gods created man in his own image, and you see that god statue looks like a man except for the head? That's simply the imagination of a fertility cult! Miss Victoria, what do you think? ”

Bachai felt that what Mandu Ratu said made him unable to believe it.

Victoria glanced down the hall and said calmly:

"I think Mandurathu has a point, you see this hall, there are statues of gods with noses knocked out all over the place, which means that in this era of miracle construction, there was a war between camps with different "gods" as beliefs.

The idols whose noses were knocked out were the totems of the defeated camp, and the ones who knocked out their noses were their believers, because their believers were defeated and converted, and the Linga-shaped idol in the middle was the victor and became the only god here.

This is equivalent to prehistoric humans helping us to sweep the sand once, knocking out all the false ones, leaving only the real and only immortal gods.

What kind of idol can be unique? The physical statue is the most likely, so even if the statue of Naringa is not the body itself, the body must be wrapped in this layer of stone skin, just like the ritual of twins recorded in the ancient Egyptian book Kolbrin 4,000 years ago, which is a method that needs to wrap the body to obtain eternal life. ”

It can be seen that Victoria is the core of several of them, and everyone revolves around her to discuss issues.

Yun Qianfeng didn't know why these people were so sure of the existence of such a legendary thing as a divine body, and believed that they must have found very definite evidence, but he didn't ask.

He didn't want to know any information about this matter, let alone get involved, he had already thought about it, after going back this time, he would take two million to find a third- or fourth-tier small city to live a happy life, and he would not contact any of these people again, including Qin Shuying and Jiang Roujia.

Yun Qianfeng carefully calculated, the interest on this money is enough for him to live, and he can't even spend that much, he can spend the rest of his life in peace if he does anything, so that he will not be stupid enough to wade into the troubled waters of "immortality".

Since ancient times, how many people who have sought immortality have had a good end? And who succeeded?

Jiang Roujia and Qin Shuying still took Yun Qianfeng as the core, and when they saw Yun Qianfeng sitting silently on the side, they all sat beside him and accompanied him, not listening, not asking, and not agreeing to the discussion next to them.

Qin Shuying looked at the way she came, smiled and said softly:

"Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, it's a pity that there is no Meng Po, otherwise the three of us will be counted as a lifetime."

Yun Qianfeng nodded and said:

"It's normal if there is no, as long as it is a miracle, it must be before the Great Flood, and the prototype of Meng Po is Meng Jiangnu's, and the time is not right at all."

Victoria was sitting relatively close to Yun Qianfeng, and when she heard the conversation between the three people, she turned around and said:

"Meng Jiangnu is Meng Po's statement, starting from the Yuan Dynasty in China, is the nonsense of the literati script, in fact, the word Meng Po has been in Jinwen, and its existence is so ancient that it is unimaginable.

Moreover, who told you that there is no Meng Po here? Go to the gate and stand on a high point, and look carefully at the boulder beside the spring at the head of the bridge. ”

As soon as Yun Qianfeng and the three of them heard this, they all walked outside curiously and stood on a big stone to look at the bridge.

The lights are dim, and the scenery in the distance is dim, and more can be seen than outlines.

But it was enough, and all three were shocked by what they saw.

From a distance, the huge stone at the head of the bridge is simply a stone statue with a human head, and the stone statue has a nose and eyes, not the image of an old woman, but the appearance of a beautiful woman.

The head of the stone seemed to bow slightly, and its eyes looked at the clear spring below.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.

It's just that they were so close that they couldn't make out the outline of a stone statue.

Qin Shuying muttered:

"Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road...... How could this be the hiding place of the divine body? Shouldn't it be the abode of the ghosts? ”

As soon as Qin Shuying finished speaking, Victoria's voice came from behind him:

"Then who do you think hell is for? You must know that everything in this world is relative, in some people's memories it is a hell of fear, and in some people's memories it may be a wonderful paradise, after all, some people's happiness is based on the suffering of others, so what's so strange about the overlap of heaven and hell?

And it doesn't matter whose place we live, the important thing is to hear these fears, fears that come from the depths of our genes, with awe-inspiring fears, why this fear is rooted in the deepest part of human memory is unknown, and it is a place of awe in ancient prehistory.

And in ancient times, the only thing that could give birth to awe and fear in mankind at the same time was God!

This kind of awe is rooted in the genes, allowing human beings to weave the image of hell, but these are just stories that future generations do not know to tell, just like Meng Jiangnu was arranged as Meng Po, I can't believe it, so it has no research value. ”

This Victoria's knowledge is not extensive, if it weren't for that strange problem, Yun Qianfeng felt that this woman was perfect.

Yun Qianfeng saw that Victoria followed, and knew that she would not come to be a tour guide to explain, there must be something, and I am afraid that she was looking for her own help.

Sure enough, after Victoria finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Yun Qianfeng, and changed his words:

"Mandu Ratu is very sure that the idol that has remained brand new for 10,000 years is the body of the god, his intuition has never missed, we need to cut a piece of the idol and take it away for research, but the problem is that we have tried throwing the axe from afar, but we can't destroy him in the slightest, so we are going to try this with this."

As she spoke, Victoria took off a pendant hanging around her neck, which was the same mountain talisman as Jiang Roujia, except that Victoria's was larger, the same width, but the length was like a knife.

Victoria continued:

"This is Lian Shan Yi, and it is also the earliest character in human history, which is earlier than hieroglyphs. Legend has it that this is a book deed made by Fu Xi, that is, some kind of contract, but it is impossible to verify who the other party to the contract is.

But even Shanyi claims to be able to calculate the heavens, and it is possible to destroy the divine body, but the problem now is that none of us can touch the statue, only you can.

I will not let you work in vain, I will pay you enough, and you can choose to join us in the quest for immortality, or you can choose money. ”

Yun Qianfeng did not hesitate at all and asked:

"How much?"

Victoria shook her head and sighed, she didn't understand why anyone would give up the possibility of immortality for those meaningless numbers, but she still replied seriously:

"If you don't succeed, there's nothing, cut it and give you five million."

Million! Not to mention cutting off a piece, that is, cutting off the whole head of the idol, Yun Qianfeng did not hesitate, isn't it just that the body and spirit are a little sinful, small meaning.

In order to ensure that they could cut the real god's body, they used a shooting gun hook to sling, tied Yun Qianfeng at one end, and dragged Gu and Bachai at the other end, hanging Yun Qianfeng in the air to the ears of the god.

The position of the idol is the thinnest, and as long as you cut off a random piece, you can ensure that you can get the genes of the god body, even if it is a wrapped god body.

Yun Qianfeng held Victoria's mountain talisman in his hand, took a deep breath, and cut hard to the earlobe of the boss of the idol, and then Yun Qianfeng was surprised and happy in his heart.

The eagle swallows the snake, the snake swallows the rat, and the rat eats the bowstring, which is really one thing and one thing.

The statue of the god that was originally not broken by King Kong was cut into a millimeter depth by a small black stone piece, and almost at the moment when the black stone piece destroyed the idol, everyone present felt a small whisper in their hearts.

It's as if someone whispers in their ears, not a word can be heard clearly, but it is very real to feel, it is a kind of intimidation.

Mandu Ratu's brows furrowed, as a veritable black shaman, he sensed the danger, hurriedly took out a wooden box in his backpack, poured out a few colorful beetles in it, and released it.

At this moment, Yun Qianfeng was swept into a dream.

It's just that he already has experience, practice makes perfect, and he immediately stops and lets himself out of the dream, and then at the moment of walking, his arm is used again, allowing the black stone piece to penetrate deeper into the body of the idol.

As the blackstone tablets deepened, the whispers that lingered in their ears became denser and denser, and they were already disturbed to the point of faintly maddening.

More than a dozen beetles in Mandu Latu flew back one after another, with sticky bacterial liquid sticking to them, and when they saw this thing, Mandu Latu's entire face changed color, just at this time Yun Qianfeng walked out of the dream again, and Mandu Latu hurriedly said in a loud voice:

"Speed up, Ya Ban has woken up!"

Hearing this, Victoria hurriedly ordered:

"Qin Shuying and Jiang Roujia, you two hold on to the rope to stabilize Yun Qianfeng, Bachai continues to look for an exit, dig and dig a way for me, and the others follow me to guard the door, and can't let those things in!" Otherwise, we'll all die! ”

Yun Qianfeng was sweating profusely, and his breathing was already disordered, after all, every time he walked out of the dream, it was torture for his body and mind, especially when he heard Mandu Latu's words, he was even more anxious to go crazy.

This emotion caused the ayahuasca-like substance in his body to secrete wildly, and it also allowed him to move between reality and dream almost instantaneously, and the speed of cutting was exponentially accelerated.

"Click!"

The earlobes of the god statue were repeatedly circumscribed and cut by Yun Qianfeng, and finally a small piece was cut off by him.

Yun Qianfeng glanced at it, and made sure that the material of this god statue was the same inside and out, and there was no sandwich, thinking that Jiang Yulin and they were afraid that they would work in vain, but he didn't care, anyway, if he cut it off, he had to give money.

He mustered up the courage to hold the so-called divine body in both hands, and made sure that he did not feel like entering a dream, and then shouted to the door:

"Cut off!"

Before the words fell, I saw a human skin drilling through the gap at the top of the stone gate, and the empty and transparent eyes looked at Yun Qianfeng who was holding the earlobe of the god statue.

Yun Qianfeng actually felt hatred in those two transparent holes.