Coming out of the pit, Zhang Zhu followed them into a natural stone path that looked like a spout. After walking for more than 20 meters, they found a square windmill-like Sanskrit symbol "Swastika" at a fork in the path.
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"It looks familiar. What does it mean?" The fat man traced it with his fingers and asked.
"It probably means that we can move forward smoothly. This is a common auspicious symbol in Buddhism and is regarded as the heart seal of Buddha."
The fork in the road was a bit narrow and it was impossible to enter sideways. Zhang Zhuxun put Wu Xie down and fed him some water with a needle. He tested his forehead and found no signs of fever, so he quietly left a lump on his wound.
With a small amount of energy, he changed his position and carried it on his back, saying: "Let's go in, there won't be any danger inside."
"Sure." The fat man responded.
Following Zhang Haike's sign instructions, Zhang Zhu followed them and turned to the fork on the right, and continued walking along the cracks in the rugged natural mountain.
You can't see the top of the narrow passage above your head. Ever since you walked in, the surrounding temperature has become extremely cold and humid. The further you go in, some water vapor condensed into a film of water begins to appear on the mountain wall, and some unknown gray-white spore plants also appear from there.
Heads popped up from the cracks in the rocks in the corner. At first glance, I thought they were old snow that had not melted.
The fat man fell behind, looking back from time to time to see if any lizards were following him.
"Why is it getting colder and colder? It seems that there is an underground river leading outside near this stone path. I don't know if I can go out directly from here." The fat man was panting as he walked, and his exposed skin was covered with water from the air.
Tiny water droplets formed by air condensation.
"It's unlikely. At most there are a few mountain cracks that connect to the outside." Zhang Zhuxun shook his head and denied, "There is a downhill slope ahead, and I feel that we may end up walking inside an ice burial mountain."
"Look, there's another sign at the fork ahead." Zhang Zhu looked in that direction and pursed his lips.
The fat man probed his head and looked forward over his shoulder. Within the limited range that the fluorescent stick could illuminate, a silver compressed biscuit packaging bag was stuck in the crack of the stone like a small flag.
The fat man sneered, and his tense expression gradually relaxed.
On the side roads beyond the safe road that Zhang Haike had discovered for them in advance, there were constant tentacles of Hydra cypress released to capture prey, chasing after them nearby like snakes, but Zhang Haike let them go in advance.
The Tianxin stone powder underneath blocked the outside.
Looking for those strange and weird marks along the way, Zhang Zhu found them and passed through several complicated intersections safely.
An hour later, the road conditions finally changed. Traces of artificial expansion appeared on the surrounding mountain walls. Some ancient wall inscriptions and pictures appeared sparsely on the stone walls. There were no special colors, just simple outlines.
The pictographic lines are on top.
Zhang Zhuoxun tried to interpret it and found that the parts that could be seen clearly were all kinds of snakes. Even the few words were made of small snakes. All of these snakes had no eyes, but their bodies
No matter how twisted it is, the orientation of the head never changes.
"These murals depict primitive snakes, but since there are traces of artificial chiseling, it means that more than just snakes lived here in ancient times." Zhang Zhuxun frowned slightly and concluded, "Humans and snakes coexist.
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Several muffled coughs suddenly came from the back, and the voice was hoarse, "Ahem, I'm afraid this is an ancient ethnic group that makes a living by feeding snakes."
"Innocent?" Zhang Zhu was overjoyed and turned his head to look back, "You're awake."
Wu Xie responded and blinked slowly.
"You've finally woken up. Next time I have to do some work like exploring the road, I won't dare to send you there. Who can withstand it if you end up halfway through the road?"
The fat man muttered to himself, then put his hand on Zhang Zhuxun's back, "How do you feel? Are you still dizzy? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Wu Xie sat back on the stone wall and waved his hands tiredly, "I've been awake for a while, but I can't find the energy to do it. I can't even open my eyelids. I just listened to you two talking there."
"Drink some water." Zhang Zhuxun unscrewed the cap of the water bag and handed it to his mouth.
Wu Xie took a few sips of water, and his voice finally became less dry and hoarse. He continued the previous topic, "Judging from the descriptions on those murals, before the Kham tribe migrated to the Himalayas, there lived a breeder here.
An ancient tribe that lives on snakes, their belief is snakes, and you should be able to see traces of humans a little further ahead."
The fat man answered: "I remember Zhang Haike said something about the divine snake before. He said that people at that time also regarded the big snake as a divine messenger and worshiped it. Could this be the tribe he was talking about?"
"Nine times out of ten," Zhang Zhuxun muttered, "If the information provided by Zhang Haike is correct, we should still see a temple if we go further."
The fat man grabbed the stubble on his chin and hissed, "I didn't see anyone else along the way, so the old boy must have followed the traces of these murals and entered the temple."
"Where would he hide the little brother's things?" The fat man wondered, "Could it be also in the temple?"
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wu Xie staring at him, his eyes were somewhat compelling and deep, "Is the second thing that I told you to do related to this."
The words on the fat man's lips suddenly got stuck, his lips wriggled, and after a long while he said, "How did you guess that?"
"It's so obvious." Zhang Zhuxun said in a calm tone, "From the moment you opened your mouth, you have always focused the topic on the temple. The second thing I want Tianzhen to accomplish is to find
The legendary temple, right?"
"You didn't say it before because you couldn't be sure whether the temple really existed, but it's different now."
Wu Xie stretched out his leg and kicked him lightly, urging: "Why don't you tell me quickly!"
The fat man sighed and said helplessly: "I knew I couldn't hide this from you for long. Yes, according to my own analysis, the second thing I said was to find the temple."
"But what the younger brother said to me at that time was 'the green grass returns to the nest and meets the snowman'."
"Although I still don't know what the second sentence means, Fatty thinks that as long as we follow the murals of these little snakes, we should be able to find the so-called 'nest', which was built by the snake worshipers.
The snake temple where we worship. I guess we won’t find more clues until we enter the temple.”
Wu Xie struck while the iron was hot and chased after him: "What about the third thing? It's inseparable from the second thing anyway, so why not talk about it together."
The fat man closed his mouth as tightly as a clam shell and just shook his head, "If we don't get the chance, I'll hurt you if I tell you."
The corners of Wu Xie's mouth twitched, "Just hold it in, I also have something to do with the clouds, a secret I discovered when I was in Banai. I originally planned to tell you, but now I don't want to tell you."
The fat man suddenly became anxious, "What's the secret? You can't be me, right?"
Wu Xie turned his head and didn't look at him, as if he was staging a brand new villain's success.
Fatty really couldn't tell when Wu Xie was telling the truth and when he was fooling people.
He hesitated to speak, "Zhenzhen, I'm telling you the truth, don't lie to me."
Wu Xie ignored him, put his arm on Zhang Zhuxun's arm and stood up. He moved his hands and feet. When he felt he could walk, he supported the stone wall to look at the snake paintings.
When the fat man saw his look, he immediately believed him and was so anxious that he tried to pull him away, "If you don't want to be so naive like you, tell me quickly, even if you reveal just a little bit."
"The secret is in Banai. It's what Yuncai and her family have always wanted to know, but you don't know it." Wu Xie glanced back at him and dropped another hook.
The fat man scratched his head and scratched his head, thinking again and again, and reviewed all the things related to the clouds. He felt confident in his heart and said, "Okay, let's hold it back. Let's see who can endure it longer."
Sir, whoever says it first is the turtle bastard."