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Hidden Sea Flower Chapter 56 Lama Temple

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    I squatted down and saw the fat man pry open a few pieces of ice and take out a piece of animal skin.

    "This is a snow leopard. There are at least four of them inside, frozen into one piece. There are also some fragments of deer carcasses inside," the fat man said.

    "How could this happen? Four snow leopards. They are ferocious beasts. Who ate them?" I asked, "Is there any more ferocious beast here than leopards?"

    "Bears will hunt leopards, but these leopards were all killed by rifles. You see how big these leopards are, they should be the beasts guarding this lake. The villagers here raise them and let them move around the lake to protect them.  The lake is unmolested by outsiders. The guns used to shoot these leopards are very powerful and may have grenades in addition to rifles.¡±

    "How can you tell?"

    "The bones from these wounds have exploded, and the whole piece of meat has been smashed." The fat man said, "The corpse is not fresh anymore. It is so cold here and the meat has deteriorated. I am afraid it has been dead for a while." The fat man looked at it.  Looking around, he said, "Holy shit, someone has been here before us. First, there are a lot of people; second, the equipment is very good, and they killed the guards here as soon as they came."

    He looked at the direction of the tent and the canyon again, and said: "Oops, do you think something will happen to Kang Baluo?"

    Movie scenes of simple local people being invaded by foreign powers and massacred because of the gap in weapons and equipment appeared in my mind. I trembled in my heart and looked at the fat man: "No matter who the other party is, their way of dealing with obstacles is very brutal and violent. We  hurry up."

    We built a simple sled using bones and tents, wrapped Zhang Haixing and Feng in sleeping bags, and dragged them along the lake.

    It was not as difficult as we thought, but it was not that easy either. After stopping and going, it took us twice as long to reach the canyon on the opposite side of the lake along the shore.

    The lake is frozen, but the river leading to the canyon shows the trend of a subglacial river. There is still water surging under the ice. In some places, the ice breaks, exposing the rapid water flow, indicating that the ice here  The surface is unstable.

    We stepped on the ice carefully, and sometimes we crawled forward completely. It was this movement that allowed us to see the wonderful scenery under the ice.

    We saw a row of wooden fences stuck underwater under a section of ice. In front of the wooden fence were all human corpses, at least twenty or thirty.  We broke open the ice and saw that the corpses soaked in the water were all rotten, but they were not rotten, but rotten by water.

    ? It can be seen from the hair that they are all foreigners, some equipment is soaked in the water, and almost all of these people are naked.

    The fat man grabbed a rifle and a tube of grenades, pinned them on himself, and then picked up the bullets one by one.

    "It seems that our Comrade Dung's comrades came in once on their own, but failed, so they decided to join forces with the Zhang family. This group should be the accomplices of that group of Germans."

    "I'm not wearing any clothes. It seems I took a shortcut to the lake, so I got tricked." I said, "This group of people should have found this place and killed the snow leopards by the lake, but on their way through the ice lake  Something happened, and they all died, and their bodies fell into the water and washed up here."

    I estimate that the number may be more than the ones here, and some may still be dead on the lake and frozen there.

    "The fat man was picking up things from the ocean. It was so beautiful that he didn't feel any compassion at all. I asked him: "How long do you think these people have been dead here?"

    ¡°I don¡¯t know about this, but there may be survivors, and we don¡¯t know how many of them are here.¡±

    "Foreigners would not abandon the bodies of their companions. Judging from the appearance of these dead people, I estimate that there will not be many survivors, and they will not be able to protect themselves." I said.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Soon, passing by the places Menyouping mentioned, we finally arrived at the bottom of the suspended Lama Temple.

    The two bastards still didn't wake up. The fat man climbed up and carefully opened the entrance. He found that the whole building was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

    The fat man and I worked hard to carry the two people up. At this time, the sunset had already set, and white clouds clung to the edge of the snow-capped mountains, forming patches of clouds and mist.

    We stopped in a relatively closed room in the Lama Temple and lit the charcoal stove for cooking.  The room was covered with felts to keep the temperature from escaping, but when I checked the felts, I found that there was so much dust on them that they were all scabbed.

    "The lamas here are not very hygienic." The fat man took off his shoes while warming himself by the fire. The smell of feet hit his face. "The ground is also full of ash. Logically speaking, there is very little ash layer on the snow-capped mountains and the air is very clean.  With so much ash falling, how much incense do they need to burn every day?¡±

      It is expected that there will be a lot of dust in the lamasery, but the thickness of the dust and the traces on the surface indicate that the dust has been falling for a long time, and no one has cleaned it for a long time.

    Is this temple abandoned?

    I let the fat man rest first and went all the way up. I saw the felts on which the King of Hell was riding on the corpse that Menyou Ping mentioned back then.  The door to the upper floor was behind the felt, as was the staircase, but it was sealed shut.

    The wooden door was very dark, as if it had been smoked a lot. I tried to open the door. That was where the strange woman crawled out.  But I found that the door was locked, and there should be a very large wooden pole behind the door.

    I inserted a dagger into it, lifted the wooden pole with force, pushed the door open, and suddenly smelled a particularly unpleasant smell of spices.

    Behind the door is a particularly spacious passage with doors on both sides, a bit like a hotel layout.

    I walked to one of the doors and tried to open it. I found that the wooden bolts behind these doors were very heavy and thick, and it was impossible to open them with a dagger.  I had no choice but to go back the way I came. When I returned to Fatty, I found that Zhang Haixing had woken up and seemed to have regained consciousness and was drinking water.

    I was thinking about what face I should use when I went back to talk to her. Should I waver over and say, "Look, you idiot, don't listen to me." Or should I pretend to be particularly open-minded and go over to comfort her and say, "I  Well, I also have a bad temper. We don¡¯t need to mention this matter again. How is your health?"

    ¡°Maybe she will have a crush on me with the latter option, but I don¡¯t want to hook up with this tigress. After thinking about it, I¡¯d better choose the first option.

    So I sneered, walked over, and said to her: "Wake up, you said you were stupid, I told you to listen to me and listen to me, but if you don't listen, look, naked -"
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