"Is there anyone outside?" I tried to shout.

The man's shadow stopped immediately. It seemed that someone inside the bronze door behind the statue scared him too much. He stood there blankly for a long time without moving.

"If someone could please help us open the copper door, thank you!" I said again.

Mouse was afraid that my politeness would not work, so he quickly added: "I have money here!"

Maybe I'm too naive. It seems that the rat's voice was not in vain.

I heard an old voice outside the door: "Are you humans or ghosts?"

If this old man can ask this question, it means that he must also know the dangers in the cave behind the Tongmen. Who can this man be? Judging from his old and muddy voice, he should be at least 70 years old. A 70-year-old man

Living alone in the depths of Changbai Mountain, worshiping an evil god... This person is definitely not an ordinary person. And we should be in North Korea in Changbai Mountain now. This old man can speak Chinese so well. Could it be...

I felt that my guess was accurate, so I quickly blurted out: "Are you Mr. Tong Dahai, Mr. Tong? Please help us open the bronze door. I am... a disciple of Wang Laodao in Hubei!"

When the old man heard that I reported Wang Laodao's name, he was a little surprised and asked quickly: "You...are you Wushuang?"

I quickly said yes.

"You little bastard, you didn't see anyone dead or dead all night long, which kept me, an old man, awake for half the night. If there is anything wrong, how do you want me to explain it to the old man?" After saying this, I heard a crash.

The sound of a large series of metal objects colliding.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the big lock outside the door opened. The three people finally escaped death and lay limply in the main hall of the ancient temple, basking in the warm sunshine.

Tong Dahai looked into the endless darkness inside the cave, and then hurriedly locked it. He saw that the big lock on the copper door was extraordinary. It can be said that I have never seen such a lock in my life. The entire lock

It is shaped like a dragon's head. There are 5 plum blossom holes on each of the five claws of the dragon. A thick chain is passed through each hole to connect to the buttonhole of the copper door.

Look at Tong Dahai again. Although he is nearly 90 years old, his body is still strong. He is six feet tall, has a strong back, a bald head and a round face. The wrinkles on his face are like ravines. He is such an old Manchu shaman. He must have been angry when he was young.

A man who kills people everywhere. Perhaps as Wang Laodao said, shamanism advocates the laws of nature and the unity of heaven and man. It is the one with the deepest knowledge of the coexistence of man and heaven and earth among all religious beliefs. That’s why this old man is so energetic.

It turned out that when we were going up the mountain last night, Wang Laodao called him and told him that there was no problem with the route guided by Lao Tao. Tong Dahai waited for us until midnight and still didn't see our shadow. He was also very anxious because he knew the secrets hidden deep in the Changbai Mountain.

There are too many dangers. The two young people are not familiar with the world. If they don't arrive overnight, it will be a disaster.

"How did you little bastards end up in the mountains yesterday? What did you encounter? How did you come out of my mountain ghost temple? Tell me!"

Tong Dahai led us to an Eight Immortals table in the yard. The table was filled with wild fruits and melons from the mountains.

I said, "Mr. Tong, can you get me something to eat? You know we've been exhausted all night and our stomachs are empty."

This old man is not alone here. At least he has a servant girl. He said that this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was a baby he picked up at the foot of the mountain ten years ago. This girl may also be the first to see him in the mountain.
Chapter completed!