Under the guidance of Lama Tiebang Lama, we spent three days arriving at the so-called Naga Holy Land.www.

What appears in front of us now is a dilapidated temple built on the mountain. Without entering, just looking outside, we can see that this temple has been abandoned for a long time. At the entrance, huge animal-shaped stone sculptures can be seen everywhere.

Beside the road, it was covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Hey, the Feng Shui here is very good. It's perfect for building a temple. How could it be abandoned?" Seeing the layout here, Hu Bayi got sick of his occupational disease and actually commented on the Feng Shui here.

After taking a closer look, I saw that there was a mountain at the back, a lake in front of the door, and a flat river facing the front door. It was a good layout for tens of thousands of guests to visit. In such a layout, thieves would be concerned about erecting tombs.

A temple can really be filled with pilgrims and bring in a lot of money.

"Back then, the high-ranking official who built the temple here had the same idea as you. He believed that the feng shui here was excellent and it was a good place to build a temple. What I didn't expect was that in just one year, dozens of lives would be lost.

, and died here."

The old lama's voice was desolate and profound, and the desolation of the past itself made those who heard it feel sad.

At that time, a senior official stationed in Tibet in the Central Plains was a devout Buddhist believer. After seeing this Feng Shui treasure land, he made up his mind to build an immortal and magnificent temple here.

After all, the high-ranking official was an outsider. He had just arrived. Although he worshiped Buddha devoutly, he had little contact with the local Buddhists and had little information. He did not know that the land he was interested in was the Naga sect that was very popular more than a thousand years ago.

's holy place.

A full three months after the foundation was laid, people in the Buddhist sect got the news and rushed to stop it. At that time, a lot of manpower and material resources had been spent, and after all, it was just a holy place for a dying sect, so the senior officials disapproved and insisted on going their own way.

The disaster began at this time. In the following three months, craftsmen continued to die on the construction site, and their deaths were miserable and bloody. It was beyond human power. After dozens of people died, senior officials finally woke up.

, ordered the construction to stop, and invited eminent monks to come here to suppress the evil spirits.

A group of ten eminent lamas moved into the unfinished temple and determined to exorcise demons. The specific process has been lost in the dust of history. All we know is that only three lamas survived in the end.

The high-ranking official finally gave up and gave up on the temple. Since then, the place has been haunted by demons and has an unknown reputation. Even if the herdsmen are grazing, they will never come within ten miles of the nearby area.

The anecdotes told by the old lama made my hair stand on end, and I became very concerned about the danger of this trip. I couldn't help but ask: "Lama, is there really something evil here?"

"There are no detailed records in the temple about what is here. There is only a ballad written by a lama who was lucky enough to survive, recording his encounter with demons in the holy land. Translated into Chinese, it probably means this:

"In a dark abyss of hell, countless winged demons will fly out. They have a demon's mouth. Those who are kissed by them will eventually sacrifice their flesh and blood, along with their souls, to the evil god."

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It was getting dark, so we camped by the lake to spend the night, and then go to the abandoned temple during the day tomorrow to look for the entrance to the Naga Holy Land.

The night wind blows slowly, and from time to time it moves the branches and makes a rustling sound. Every time at this time, we will be frightened, fearing that countless winged monsters will fly out of the dark night.

Despite the fear, the night passed peacefully.

The next day, just after dawn, we entered the abandoned temple and looked for the entrance to the Naga Holy Land.

"Lama, do you know where the entrance to the holy land is?" This temple occupies a large area. If you dig through it inch by inch, you don't know what year and month you will find.

"I don't know the specific location." The lama shook his head and continued: "But those monsters only started to harm people three months after the temple was built. According to the rules, it should be the Buddha base.

When welcoming the Buddha statue.”

After saying this, it became clear to me that once we have a rough location, it's easy. What we don't lack most is experts in finding and drilling holes.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Hu Bayi to find the entrance to the holy land in the apse.

After lifting up a stone slab that was artificially pressed on top, a dark hole appeared in front of us.

I don't know if I was influenced by the old lama's story and had an illusion. Why do I always feel that there is a sinister wind with a fishy smell constantly coming out of the cave, which arouses goosebumps all over my body.

"Let's talk about it first. If something happens, we will be busy. If it doesn't work, we will withdraw first. We will discuss it later." After the explanation, we descended into this eerie cave one by one.

Under the light of the wolf-eye flashlight, the situation inside the cave can be seen at a glance.

This is a tunnel that stretches forward. It is more vivid to say that it is a cave than a tomb passage. The difference is that there are no traces of chiseling on the walls on both sides, and it seems to be naturally formed.

Slowly moving forward along the uneven ground. The ground seemed to have not been artificially smoothed at all. It was convex in the east and concave in the west. From time to time, you had to hold on to the cave wall to maintain balance.

In the heart of the underground mountain, it should be very dry, but these earthen walls are damp and slippery. When you touch them, they feel slippery and sticky, which is very disgusting.

After walking forward for about five minutes, I felt that the front not far away suddenly opened up, and it seemed to be a large cave that was much more spacious.

Before I had time to take a closer look, I suddenly heard a "whirring" sound coming from the front. The sound was like a bird about to fly high, stretching its wings!

Wings? Oops!

At this moment, Hu Bayi, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted: "Get down!" and then flopped onto the ground.

Out of trust in Hu Bayi, I grabbed Hellen who was leaning next to me without looking, and leaned tightly against the wall next to me, not daring to move.

Almost as soon as I leaned against the wall, a strong gust of wind swept past my face, and at the same time a subtle smell of blood drifted into my nose.

After a flurry of flapping, a heart-rending scream suddenly came from behind us.

"Ah!!!!" The one who screamed was Tiebang Lama's little disciple. On his face, a dark creature with a hint of blood red was lying on his face, and it was hitting his face up and down.

ups and downs.

The creature was about the size of a human face, with a pair of wings that were the same as those of a bat. There might have been something like barbs on them. It was tightly clasped on the little lama's face, and no matter how hard he tried to tear it, it couldn't stop it.

Pull it off your face.

"Hey!" I heard the old lama shout in a low voice. The iron rod was swung out quickly, leaving afterimages in the air. It swept across the young lama's face and swept the bat-like monster to the ground, but it did not hurt at all.

To the little lama’s face.

When the monster was swept away by the old lama with a stick, I could clearly see several bloody arrows spurting out of the young lama's face.

The monster that had been struck by the old lama fell to the ground, and I heard several "puff" sounds in succession. Its abdomen exploded completely, and it lay on its back on the ground, dead.

God, how could there be such an ugly monster in the world!

As mentioned before, this monster has bat-like wings. From the back, it is just a larger bat, nothing special. But when you see the front, you will know that the bat is actually a kind of bat.

A very "handsome" animal.

It does not have a beast-like mouse-like body like a bat, but a butterfly-like pupa-like body. The body is covered with long spikes, and the ends are hooked back to form a natural barb. It should be the mouth.

There is a slightly curved, mosquito-like mouthpart at the top, and a similar one at the tail, but much shorter.

It’s a long story, but at the time, it was just a glimpse.

Because there was no time for us to take a closer look. In the open space not far away, there was another sound of flapping wings. The scale of this sound was not something that one or two people could make.

"Exit first and then talk." I shouted, urging everyone to leave quickly.

Two legs can't run as fast as four legs, and four legs can't run as fast as a man with wings. Although we all tried our best, driven by fear, and performed to an extraordinary level, we still couldn't run. We were flapping our wings behind us.

monster.

Although..., the exit is less than 10 meters away from us, but the monsters have already caught up.

"You go first!" Seeing this situation, the old lama suddenly pushed the disciples who were holding him into my arms, turned around and faced the monsters.

The distance of 10 meters was reached in an instant, so I pushed Hellen out of the cave entrance, then picked up the little lama and handed it over to the top. The old lama and I were the only two people left in the cave.

After everyone evacuated, and then sent the young lama up, the total time would not exceed ten breaths. Although the time was short, it was enough for anything to happen. So during this period, I did not even dare to look back at the old lama.

, I am afraid that I will be impulsive and drag down other people's lives.

Now that they were finally safe, I turned around and prepared to support the old lama. To be honest, I was actually ready to rescue him, but I didn't expect... that the old lama would be so brave.

I was almost stunned when I saw the scene in front of me. Oh my god! Is this an old man in his seventies?

I saw the old lama almost without any signs of recovery, constantly waving the iron rod. When the rod fell, at least one monster was shot down. The monsters that were hit often had their abdomens burst and died before they even hit the ground.

It is true that every blow is sure to hit, and the one who hits it will die.

Seeing this situation, I rushed forward, but apart from causing trouble, I couldn't give him any help. After assessing the situation, I shouted to him: "Lama, come back, everyone has evacuated."

The old lama didn't say a word. If he hadn't been retreating slowly step by step, I would have thought he hadn't heard.

After waving for such a long time, the iron rod still danced airtight. It was obviously a single rod, but when wielded in the hands of the old lama, it was like a diamond umbrella made of fine iron. It was tight and solid, no matter what the monsters did.

He worked hard without caring about his own safety, but still couldn't take a step beyond the limit.

I climbed out of the cave entrance, lay down on the ground and carefully paid attention to what was happening below. When the old lama slowly retreated to the bottom of the cave entrance, I saw the right opportunity, reached out and grabbed the old lama's outstretched arm.

Drag him out of the cave.

As soon as the old lama's feet left the cave entrance, Hu Bayi, who had been waiting beside him, immediately opened his diamond umbrella and blocked the entrance of the cave. Until the fat man and Wang Kaixuan moved a few pieces of gravel and slammed the diamond umbrella down.

After suppressing it, he let go of his hand and collapsed weakly on the ground.

It was not just Hu Ba. Once he relaxed, everyone's legs and feet became weak, and the whole floor was covered with paralysis, either lying or sitting.

I just pulled the old lama up to the entrance of the cave with one hand, not because I was strong, but because his body was too light! I guessed that it must not exceed 80 pounds. Such a thin old man could actually swing that

When the iron rod was so long, everyone's lives were saved in the end.

"Lama, thanks to you, otherwise we would all have died down there. I owe you my life." I said to the old lama sternly.

The old lama waved his hands feebly, unable to say a word. His thin face was covered with sweat, which kept flowing out like a spring, dripping continuously to the ground.

I don't have any religious beliefs, so I have never had a good impression of monks, Taoists, and priests. I think they do nothing and receive offerings in vain, and are nothing more than thieves.

Today, the old lama showed me the compassion and dedication of a devout believer. No matter how high your skills are, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not miss when faced with monsters that know no pain and are not afraid of death.

You can tell by looking at the old lama's current state, he is almost completely out of power. As long as we evacuate for a few seconds at night, I am afraid we will never see him again.

I am just a selfish layman. I cannot understand what people like the old lama are thinking in their hearts. Maybe they have the whole world in their hearts, but they don’t have themselves! No matter whether they understand it or not, they don’t understand it.

I have no real respect for such a person.

"Dong dong..." The monsters in the cave are still tirelessly hitting the Vajra umbrella blocking the entrance of the cave, making a sound. It is not difficult to judge from the sound how powerful their impact is. You must know that this is a solid Vajra

An umbrella is not a hollow leather drum that can make a sound by just knocking it.

"What kind of monster is this..." I felt a little bitter in my mouth. How could we get past a group of such things blocking the road? Even if each of us had arms like a lama with an iron rod, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to kill him.
Chapter completed!