More than ten days later, they arrived at the so-called vicinity of Shambhala - the village where Qimige was located. This was also the only route to enter Shambhala.

It was dusk at this time, and the setting sun was like a huge fairy orange, far away on the hillside, but soon it went behind the mountain, and soon the dusk fell, and the sky, the earth and the snow-capped mountains were all vast.

Everyone saw that there was a small village surrounded by mountains in front of them. The village was neither big nor too small, covering about four square kilometers. There were many simple wooden houses and white yurts inside. According to Qimige, there were about two thousand people in the village.

The name is Goba people.

At this time, the further they walked, the uglier Qimig's face became, and his complexion became worse and worse, gradually turning from sallow to pale, and finally from pale to pale, just like the face of a dead person after being soaked in rain.

, without a trace of blood.

Everyone noticed that his eyes became a little dull and confused, and he looked very frightened, as if a severely mentally ill patient was having intermittent attacks.

He was shaking all over, like a pig breeder sifting chaff. His legs were swinging and he could hardly walk. His head was shaking involuntarily like the wheels of a broken car. His hands were like cramped chicken paws, and he couldn't stretch them no matter what.

Not straight.

He staggered forward, covering his thin face with both hands, almost collapsing. He even took one step back and took two steps, completely entering a frenzied and incredible state.

"I'm going to die!" Poor Qimig murmured, covering his face with desperate eyes peeking out from between his fingers.

Brother Qi knew that as long as Qimig died, God's treasure might never be found again.

So, Brother Qi quickly comforted Qimig and handed him his big wine gourd and a piece of golden round cake. Qimig ate a few mouthfuls of naan cakes and drank a few sips of sweet highland barley wine.

Gradually I regained my soul.

They continued to move forward and turned a curve. Everyone saw that a gathering and special ceremony were being held in front of the village in the valley basin.

The person who presided over the ceremony was a wizard from the tribe, his name was Suolang. Because he was usually as fierce and scary as a wolf, everyone called him Suolang. As soon as poor Qimig recognized him, he almost fainted from fright.

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They calmed down and saw Solan playing with a big furry black spider on his arm from a distance. This big spider was as big as a table tennis ball. MiG told everyone that this kind of spider is called "Black Devil" and is highly poisonous.

Incomparably, this incredible poisonous insect behaved like a kitten in Suo Lang's hands.

There seemed to be more than two thousand people around. They formed a circle and looked solemnly at Suo Lang in the middle. Suo Lang had strange bright patterns painted on his body, and there were three long black feathers on his head.

On the big rock, there was also a young man from the Goba tribe who was tied up with five flowers.

Suddenly, Suo Lang let out a long, sharp cry like a strange bird, and saw his long arms stretching to the sky, waving wildly, and at the same time, his legs jumped like a dancing god, looking very evil and terrifying.

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His big mouth, painted bright red, looked like he had just eaten a dead child. He was screaming something incoherently, and then quickly pointed to the ground.

At Suo Lang's feet, there is a pale bone. It seems to be the club bone from the leg of the big blue sheep. It is about seven or eight inches long. This is the appalling murder bone! Suo Lang is doing various things at this time.

He made a mysterious move that looked extremely scary, and then used witchcraft and magic on the murderous stick bone, which looked very evil.

That scene, shrouded in the boundless desolate twilight, was eerie and frightening. Qimig shuddered all over and almost fell to the ground like a chicken plague.

Soon after, Suolang was seen saluting the terrifying murderous skeleton respectfully, then he respectfully picked it up with his right hand like an eagle's talons, aiming the murderous skeleton at the prisoner on the stone like a pistol, and said something in his mouth:

Like flamingos in the West, screaming, the people being judged followed closely with howls of despair...

The ceremony was over, and someone came up to gloat over the misfortune and untied the layers of the interrogator, and then the trees fell down and the hozens scattered. The poor young man who had been subjected to the bone finger technique also fled into the mountains in despair, but no matter where he escaped,

, it may take at least a few days, or at most ten days, and he will undoubtedly die.

After watching this group of mysterious Goba people disperse, everyone let out a long sigh. It would be strange if they were discovered and caught by this group of Goba people and didn't cook them in an iron pot and eat them.

At this moment, Qimig suddenly felt itchy on his legs. He looked down and was frightened to death. It turned out that the extremely poisonous "black devil spider" was lying on his calves. His pants were too tight.

If it's broken, you can only cover up your shame.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a cold voice coming from behind: "Qimig, get up."

Everyone turned around and saw that it was the great wizard Suolang just now. He stared at Qimig as viciously as a wolf and said fiercely: "Are you not dead yet? But you are about to die!"

After saying that, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the black devil spider on Qimig's leg slithered down and quickly climbed onto Suo Lang's left arm. Then Suo Lang ignored everyone and suddenly turned around and strode towards the village.

go.

At this time, poor Qimig screamed like a wounded wolf cub, tearing his hair with both hands desperately, in agony. It was the cry of a desperate person.

Chimig was extremely fearful and had a series of adverse reactions: in fact, at this time, the adrenaline hormones in his body began to increase suddenly, the blood flow was greatly reduced, and the blood pressure dropped, resulting in a hoarse throat.

Then he fell to the ground like he had mad cow disease today, foaming at the mouth, trembling all over, his muscles twitching like a man possessed, and vomited out all the cakes he had eaten and the highland barley wine he had drank.

Everyone was at a loss. Qimig was lying on the ground with his blood-red eyes wide open in despair, and said to Miss Dolma: "I am going to die soon. When the next person is treated with bone finger surgery, no matter how many days have passed since the last one."

, he wouldn’t survive that day either.

I once had a dream. My grandfather and I walked into the Demon Pagoda of Shambhala, passed through the intricate and twists and turns of the underground maze, and arrived at the underground pagoda. In an instant, we were so illuminated by gold and jewelry that we could hardly open our eyes.

Eye.

This pagoda is filled with rare jewels, including some fish with emerald eyes and made of gold. The treasures on each floor are very different. There are six floors in total.

Grandpa and I can't take so many treasures. Grandpa was even hit on the foot by a golden unicorn. The treasures there are incredible. You must not be greedy for too much...

You must not stop and have no doubts. Follow this mountain road, walk eight hundred meters south, then keep going west, walk about thirty miles of mountain road, and you will be there. If you are afraid of death, don't go, me, me, me"...

Before he finished speaking, poor Qimig died. Everyone sadly took his body with them, and when they had gone far away, they dug a hole and buried him.

Then it kept going west, but after walking for thirty miles, it was still boundless snow-capped mountains, with no obvious changes, and no tombs or Shambhala, let alone demon towers and pagodas! Brother Qi frowned, thinking that Qimig was

You're not lying to them.

After sunrise the next day, they walked until after three o'clock in the afternoon. Finally, they found auspicious clouds in the sky, and there were towering crater mountains in front of them. The flowers, plants and trees on the mountains were extremely prosperous. It seemed that they were in a fairyland on earth. Everyone almost no longer believed their eyes.

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Chapter completed!