The little brother turned around and left, looking for a way to go upstairs. He just took two steps when he heard the girl say something in Tibetan in a very low voice. The little brother didn't understand Tibetan at that time, so naturally he didn't understand it.
He turned around and saw the girl struggling to raise her head and repeating what she just said in his direction.
Although she couldn't see, she relied on her hearing to determine the brother's location. Seeing that the little brother was silent, the girl kept turning her head and used her hearing to catch it. After confirming that the little brother was still here, she suddenly said a tentative sentence in Chinese,
"Who are you?" The little brother was a little surprised, but still didn't speak. The girl's face was covered by her hair. She kept turning her head and her behavior seemed a bit strange.
The boy waited for a while, but when he didn't hear the girl's next words, he didn't intend to delay any longer. He turned around and was about to leave when he heard the girl say: "If you don't say anything, I'll call. They are up there. There are a lot of people. Come." You can't run away." The little brother stopped again. He saw an annoying cunningness on this girl's face. He knew that whether such a person was bluffing or confident, he would self-righteously express himself in the next second. The advantages it brings are also accompanied by threats.
But this clever advantage is of no use to the little brother. He can crush the girl to faint in three seconds.
"Do you know who I am?" the little brother said softly. The girl nodded,
"I know you are Han. I can smell you. You are from the foot of the mountain. There once was a person from the foot of the mountain, but you are not him. You are here to find that person, right? He is also a Han." The little brother realized The girl's advantage was useful to him, so he continued: "I don't know who you are referring to, how do you know who I am looking for?" The girl did not directly answer this question, but asked her own question requirements,
"That Han man said that someone will definitely come here in the future. I know a lot of things about him here. As long as you take me out of here now, I will tell you everything I know." The little brother looked at her face with a smile on his face. With an expression of eagerness and anticipation, there was also a hint of disgust and fear for where she was. She seemed to be very eager to escape from here.
The little brother nodded,
"Okay." Then he walked to the girl, stretched out his hand and pressed her neck, and the girl immediately passed out.
The little brother remembers that someone told him at some point that people who like to threaten people will not tell their secrets easily.
In this case, he said in his heart, he had to rely on himself. Just at this moment, there was movement from above. Someone came down from the upper floor speaking Tibetan. It seemed that the boy talking to the girl alerted the people above, and they sent people down to check.
The little brother quickly stepped aside, covered his figure with a hanging felt, and observed quietly.
The smell of Tibetan incense in the air became more intense. Two Tibetans carried a stove past the felt where he was hiding, moved the stove in front of the girl, and then took out something from the cavity of the stove that had not yet been lit and moved it along the girl's face. Place them around.
They looked very respectful and left quickly after placing the items. Gradually, the little brother discovered that something was wrong with the Tibetan incense. He smelled that the Tibetan incense contained a familiar odor that should not exist. It was the smell of corpses.
Within a moment, the Tibetan incense smell became so strong that it was almost suffocating. The air was filled with the disgusting smell of old corpses. At the same time, this smell also caused the girl to react. It seemed that this burning bone smell had a strong effect on her. The irritation made the girl look quite miserable.
Her face gradually turned from pale to gray. The little brother knew the reason for her change. The girl directly skipped the point of death, and her body began to turn into a corpse.
The little brother could hear the girl gasping in pain, but couldn't see the more specific situation through the thick felt. After thinking about it, he reached out from his hiding place and came to the girl's side.
There were many small incense burners placed around her. The little brother carefully opened one of them and saw a strange bluish-white powder burning inside, with many fine bones mixed in. These powders were Tibetan incense mixed with something. Ground from dried corpses.
The little brother intuitively had to figure out what exactly this place was, who these Tibetans were, and their purpose of coming here to perform similar sacrificial rituals.
However, when he looked up again, he found that the girl had climbed up, supported the ground with her elbows and knees, and was kneeling naked on the ground. Her head was raised high and she was facing the little brother's head. The direction smiled strangely.
Alarm bells rang in the little brother's heart, and he tensed up his nerves. He squeezed the incense burner at hand with one hand. With his speed and strength, he could knock over the female corpse opposite him in the moment he shook his hand.
But he didn't move, because the girl didn't attack him, but crawled straight in the other direction in a weird spider-like posture, at an extremely fast speed.
The younger brother followed her closely and saw the girl climbing through the heavy curtains to a wooden staircase. Without any hesitation, she climbed up and entered the upper floor of the Lama Temple.
This direction is exactly opposite to the direction that the few Tibetans carrying the incense burner came down. There is a staircase that seems to be specially prepared for the corpse girl. The entrance above is covered with various yellow ancient silks and satins, with red on them. Written in Tibetan characters.
The little brother's heart moved slightly, and he pressed one hand on the long poles on both sides of the stair rails. He pressed his body hard and turned over.
However, before he could reach the yellow satin beside the door, his figure suddenly froze in the air, his waist twisted, and he instantly grabbed the railing and hung upside down from above.
At the same time, there was a loud bang and the remnant image of the cold gun grazing his hair hit the wood next to the door, and the whole piece of wood blew up.
The little brother's reaction speed was extremely fast. Just a second before the next shot hit his hand, he had already grabbed the felt hanging on the side and jumped up, swinging in the air and curling up into a ball. Gunshots rang out one after another, and a series of bullets hit him. Hit his back and hit the wooden stairs.
The little brother had forgotten all this. He had already caught the blue figure moving quickly in the felt while he was in the air.
Jumping off the felt, the little brother leaned close to the ground, put his hands on the floor and listened to the sound to identify the direction of the man's movement.
It can be seen from the few shots just now that the opponent is not an ordinary gunman, but a difficult character to deal with.
I have too much experience in dealing with people like this. He stared at the direction in which the blue shadow was moving, and suddenly kicked the stone wall behind him, using the force to straighten his body and slide out against the ground.
Bullets whizzed behind him. In an instant, the boy had passed through several layers of felt and rolled on the spot. He was very close to the blue figure, and there was a stove in front of him. Suddenly he stood up from the ground and stepped on the hot coals. superior.
A large ball of sparks exploded above the coals, and the little brother used this leap to jump as high as a person. Almost at the same time, several rounds of bullets knocked the charcoal stove over.
Sparks scattered sparsely on the ground to cool down, and a few sporadic points splashed onto the felt, burning out a few black seeds on it.
But there was no trace of the little brother in that position. Only the charcoal chips that were still reflecting the red light were emitting green smoke, and there was no one in that place.
The blue-robed man Dan rushed over anxiously, his sharp eyes constantly scanning the charcoal stove. Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly fell above his head, and his shoulders received a huge impact. Unprepared, he was instantly pressed to his knees on the ground, and his neck was tightly held by his knees. At that moment, he even felt that his neck had been broken. .
But in fact, the little brother didn't clamp his neck and waist like he did with the sea monkey. He just clamped his weak point and kicked the gun out of his hand with a sharp twist.
The little brother grabbed the blue-robed man Dan by the back of his neck, picked him up and held him in front of him, and confronted dozens of white-robed Tibetans who suddenly emerged from behind the felt. Those people all pointed guns at the little brother.
I thought there would be a tense situation, but in the next second, the Tibetans in white robes suddenly knelt down on their left knees in unison, put their hands together in front of their foreheads, and saluted very respectfully.
The little brother was stunned for a moment, and then he saw an old blue-robed Tibetan walking forward from behind the crowd. He was holding a colorful khata in his hand. He leaned forward and bent over, holding the colorful khata that represented awe and admiration. Raise above your head.
In the minds of Tibetans, presenting colorful hada is really the highest etiquette. And in the current scene where the two hostile parties were originally suspected of restraining each other, such behavior is also confusing.
Then the little brother saw a familiar face among the group of white-robed Tibetans. Luo Gongbu stood up from the three Tibetans in the front row and said respectfully in very proficient Chinese: "We have been waiting for you for a long time, Mr. Zhang. Please accept our apology and the hada we offered." The younger brother remained calm. Looking at the people around him, he found that the belts of Luo Gongbu and the other two men in white robes were red with silver, while the others had yellow stripes on a green background. The man in blue robes and another old man who were held in his hands were The man in blue robe has a red background inlaid with gold, and the intricate embroidery and dyeing patterns on it are also different.
He speculated that the belt was a symbol of identity for these Tibetans. Luo Gongbu took out another yellowed black and white photo from his arms and handed it over with both hands.
"All this was arranged by Mr. Dong. Before he left, he said that someone would come here in ten years. We have been waiting for three decades. Sure enough, before the end of the fourth decade is coming, you Here we come." The photo shows Dong Can wearing a blue Tibetan robe. It seems that Dong Can has a high status among this group of people.
The little brother turned the photo to the back, and there was a line that read
"The secret is here, they will help you." These people call themselves Kangbalo people, and the place they live in is called Kangbalo, which is in a hidden valley in the snowy mountains.
The blue satin-like strange lake that I passed when I arrived here is called Wenbu Gongga, which means Blue Snow Mountain when translated into Chinese.
The fish beast that pretended to attack Logonbu before was called Maponim. The meaning is very simple and clear. It is called the big red fish. In fact, it is in the classics of the Kangbalo people. It is said that this fish beast can turn into wings in a thousand years and fly to the sky for ninety thousand. , and the fish beast in the form of wings is called Garuda.
In Bon religion, there is a bird-shaped god of war called
"Qiong", usually translated as "Qiong" in Chinese
"Gold-winged Dapeng", the characteristic of the golden bird is that it can eat and conquer serpentine dragons, and the Naxi language just calls this bird god
"Garuda". The little brother followed the Kangbalo people to their territory. They passed through a more hidden river valley, where there were many piles of mani with traces of burning, and many messy and strange colorful patterns were painted on them, forming a A very strange stone formation.
The blue-robed Tibetan took his little brother into the stone formation and walked back and forth many times. Suddenly, their eyes lit up and they came to a wider valley.
It was an unusual valley in the snow-capped mountains, full of green, like a paradise, with farmland, streams, and many white stone houses.
Seeing this, Zhang Zhuxun only felt a toothache. The Kangbalo people's territory was so mysterious that they even used the Manidui formation. Based on Ma Chongshan's original thinking, it was probably just a mistake. They crashed into a stronghold set up by the Kangbalo people in the snowy mountains.
So, what was the purpose of the Wang family in taking away the octagonal bell that Rengo Lawa left for Ma Chongshan?
Could it be that those bastards of the Wang family were afraid to meet the Kangbalo people, so they did such a damaging trick? Then it is very likely that the sheepskin map was made by the Wang family to deliberately deceive Ma Chongshan. The target is Kang Balo!
In addition to clearing the mind and clearing the mind, could that octagonal bell also serve as a guide? Damn it, the octagonal bell is not a navigation arrow, the Wang family is really funny.
As Zhang Zhu thought about it, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Lowering his head and holding his forehead, his eyes returned to the book. He stared at the specially bolded reminder on the page.
After looking at the four words "Mabonim", the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly solidified. Damn it, he knew what the Wang family was up to.
"Sound the bell and move"! The real purpose of taking away the octagonal bell was related to the fish and beast in Wenbu Gongga Lake!
The Kangbalo people said that Dong Can locked a terrible demon inside a bronze door, but this method could not be solved once and for all. Every once in a while, the demon would come out of the door.
The reason why Dong Can stayed here to find a way to deal with the demon was because he met a girl here who made ripples in the stagnant pool of his heart. That girl was the little brother's mother Baima.
Regarding this, the Kangbalo people selfishly chose to hide it, because they needed their little brother to help them deal with the devil and solve this once-in-a-decade disaster.
The blue-robed Tibetans took the little brother to see the devil they said was in the back room of the big chieftain's house. The room was very large, and the walls inside were deliberately painted with a special black paint. The torch could only illuminate a small area inside. The whole room was empty, except for a three-person-high tower in the middle. Black stone statue.
This is not a Tibetan statue. My brother is very knowledgeable about various civilizations. This is the first time he has seen a statue like this.
He was keenly aware that the strange statue in front of him must be related to the girl who was transformed into a corpse in the lamasery.
