According to Chen Xuehan, the little brother also came out of the snow mountain back then. So, would Bai Ci's purpose of coming here be the same as the little brother?
Wu Xie frowned. What is there deep in the snow-capped mountains of Medog?
If Bai Ci is really a wooden fish, then what attracts him to the depths of the snow-capped mountains must be related to the Zhang family.
My brother has gone to Changbai Mountain to guard the Bronze Gate, and Muyu has come to Medog. So, will there be something related to the Bronze Gate or Meteor Jade here?
After dinner in the evening, a young lama came to the guest room and informed Wu Xie, "Master invites the distinguished guest to go to the bedroom to talk."
Wu Xie thought he wouldn't be able to wait today, and he didn't sleep well last night, so he washed up early and prepared to go to bed.
After hearing this, he quickly stood up, let Langka stay, and followed the little lama up the stairs. The little lama was holding a lamp in front of him to illuminate him.
The sky was getting gray. Wu Xie looked up and saw that the rows of houses built against the mountain stretched far above. The lights were like stars in the night sky, eye-catching and burning.
"Where did the guest named Bai Ci live before?" he asked the young lama.
The young lama answered him, "In the guest house on the east side of the back mountain."
Wu Xie nodded, thoughtfully, and then said: "Can I also live in the back mountain?"
The young lama shook his head and said, "The guest house in the back mountain is special. You need to ask Master Deren for instructions."
Wu Xie expressed that he understood, and while he was talking, he had already followed the little lama into the corridor, and finally stopped in front of a wooden door.
"Guests please." The little lama knocked on the wooden door gently and slowly pushed it inward. The light inside was very dark.
Wu Xie thanked him and walked in. The little lama helped him close the door behind him.
After walking in, Wu Xie saw that there was only a very dim oil lamp burning in the corner by the window. An elderly lama was sitting in front of the desk, with his eyes closed and turning the beads in his hand.
In front of him is an open scroll.
Wu Xie walked to the table and saluted the great lama, "I want to ask the master about something. Is it convenient for you now?"
Deren opened his eyes, raised his hand slightly to signal Wu Xie to sit down, and looked at his face carefully, then a kind smile appeared on his face, and his voice was deep and long, "Shan Ye."
Wu Xie looked at his rock-firm eyes and suddenly had a guess, "You know who Bai Ci actually is, right?"
Deren put the Buddhist beads into the palm of his hand and spoke slowly, "Every thought is just a dream. The imaginary spirit has something to see. What you think of is across the mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas may be moved."
"As for who he is, your distinguished guest can ask himself."
"What do you mean?" Wu Xie frowned slightly, "You mean, I might see him here?"
Then his eyes widened, "He came out of the snow mountain? Have you received news from him?!"
Deren smiled slightly and said: "The secret must not be leaked."
Wu Xie knew that it would be impossible to get the answer so easily, so he changed the question, "Bai Ci stayed in the Lamasery for so long, what did he find, or did he leave anything for me."
"That room has been reserved for him." Deren said, "If the distinguished guest wants to know, you can go in and have a look."
After getting permission, Wu Xie said goodbye to Deren, packed his luggage and moved to the house next door to the back mountain that night.
Pushing open the dusty wooden door, Wu Xie turned on his flashlight and planned to walk in.
As soon as I lifted my foot, I felt a pinch on the upper part of the shoe, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard immediately.
Wu Xie's eyes flashed, and he immediately ducked sideways, knocked away the short arrows that flew towards him, and retreated outside the door, leaning against the wall.
After more than ten seconds, the sound of arrows shooting stopped.
Wu Xie cautiously stuck his head out and looked inside. On the small patch of floor where the bright moonlight reflected from the doorway, there were many slender black shadows.
When I looked up, I saw that the entire room was covered with thin translucent white silk, which was densely packed like a spider web. It was eerie and terrifying to look at.
The windows facing the wall were not tightly covered, and part of the weak light from outside shone in. Wu Xie vaguely felt that there seemed to be a person sitting behind the low table against the wall.
The man's figure completely blended into the darkness, as if swallowed into the wall, but the cold and sharp aura like tarsal bones was hard to ignore.
Wu Xie stood quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly turned on the aperture of the flashlight and shined it straight towards the window. A very fast black shadow flashed away in the white light. The felt curtain shook a few times and quickly recovered.
calm.
Who is that person? Why does he appear in Bai Ci's room?
Could it be a wooden fish? If it was a wooden fish, why did he jump out of the window and run away after seeing himself?
Wu Xie frowned deeply, why was Muyu hiding from him?!
The black figure moved very quickly and disappeared in a flash. Wu Xie didn't see the other person's face clearly at all. In fact, he didn't even know whether the other person was a boy or a girl, but his intuition told him that the person knew him.
The black figure waited here specifically after learning that he would come to this room.
He wanted to chase after him to check, but there were so many threads scattered in front of him, which would trigger the mechanism if he touched them.
In order to avoid accidental contact, Wu Xie took off his thick cotton-padded clothes and carefully walked into the densely distributed silk threads in front of him, which were like infrared rays.
This layout is very similar to the hexagonal copper bell array at the exit of the Zhangjia Ancient Building, but since there are no bells tied to it, the difficulty is reduced by more than one level.
After some effort, Wu Xie finally walked through and stood in front of the low table without touching any of them.
When the bright light of the flashlight passed by, the clean tabletop and futon were in sharp contrast to the dust all around. Wu Xie subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes became slightly astringent.
He smiled softly. After all this time, the man's clean-minded nature has not changed.
No matter what, just know that he is still alive and well.
To the right of the low table is an old-fashioned bookcase. There are some scriptures on the two rows of bookshelves above, and there is a lock on the cabinet below.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wu Xie took off the thin wire tied to it from his belt, picked up the lock and looked at it, and then bent the wire into a special hook shape.
Insert it through the keyhole and tentatively hook the lock cylinder inside. Within ten seconds, the old lock in your hand pops open.
Wu Xie opened the cabinet and took out a box with a code lock. Looking at the four-digit code lock on it, he tried "091" first, but the code lock did not respond.
After thinking for a while, he turned the gears one by one to the four numbers "003".
With a click, the lock popped open smoothly. It was a bit unexpected, but it was expected. Just like most of Muyu's loose cards, the password was Wu Xie's birthday, but the month and date were swapped.
In the past, Wu Xie thought that Muyu might be worried that he would not make any money by guarding the small shop that had not seen any revenue for ten days and a half. Over time, the water and electricity bills, daily expenses, and Wang Mengmeng's salary might make him a pauper.
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After Wang Mengmeng shook out the last two coins from his wallet, took out his trouser pocket and expressed tactfully that it was empty, Muyu slapped a card on the table very boldly, and successfully harvested two pairs of stars as bright as lights.
Eye.
At that time, Wu Xie, who was so full that he was paralyzed as a salted fish, had imagined that if one day Wu Shanju could no longer continue to operate, he could directly transfer the house to Muyu. Anyway, it would not be much different from when it was in his hands.
After Muyu became his boss, he could add an extra pair of chopsticks and raise his little loser openly.
When Wu Xie's inner memories were intertwined with sadness, he never expected that in the next room, there were two people sitting face to face at the low table, quietly listening to what was going on in the room.
The shadow man did not leave immediately after climbing out of the window, but got into another room next door.
"What do you think of the test results? If it's him, when will it start?" Under the dim oil lamp, the blue-robed Tibetan pushed a cup of hot goat milk tea along the table to his side.
After a pause, the blue-robed Tibetan inquired: "You look very happy."
"Really?" Zhang Zhuoxun raised the corner of his mouth and raised his hand to touch the herbal cloth covering his eyes. "Wait a little longer and give him a few days to digest."
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Three days later, Wu Xie finally read all the records, and his eyes stared for a long time at the illustration in the German's notebook.
Bronze Gate - The thing deep in the Medog Snow Mountain is the Bronze Gate!
He tried his best to suppress the trembling of his fingers and focused all his thoughts on this.
Why are there bronze doors here in Medog?
He could see that this door was different from the one in Changbai Mountain.
His old habit of curiosity recurred, and he desperately wanted to know what was the ultimate goal behind the bronze door that everyone was rushing towards.
Is it because Muyu was under an inexplicable influence and did not have time to enter the bronze door in Changbai Mountain, so he came here and entered another bronze door.
Wu Xie still remembered that when his younger brother mingled with the Yin soldiers and used the ghost seal to open the bronze door, the wooden fish could not stop bleeding.
So what about this bronze door? Will it have the same impact on him?
Could it be because of this influence that Muyu avoids seeing him?
His mind began to feel dizzy, and he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights. Feeling the long-lost sleepiness, he finally couldn't hold himself up and lay on the table, his eyelids drooping heavily.
In the dream, a wooden fish was lying in front of the bronze door covered in blood, and then he saw the bronze door open, and it was full of bumpy meteorites. He saw Chen Wenjin sticking his head out of a hole, with a smile on his face.
To be continued...