The oil bottle took Laba all the way to the place where Tibetans boarded the boat. The lake is close to the shore, the ice is very frozen, and it is no different from land when stepped on it, but the more you go to the center of the lake, the thinner the ice becomes. When you walk to the end, you will immediately hear the sound of ice cracking that makes people feel palpitations.

They had to walk along the edge of the lake.

The shape of this big lake is particularly strange. In fact, if you don’t look down from a high altitude, it is difficult to imagine its shape. The entire lake surface looks like a huge palm fan, one part of which is a fan-shaped, and the other part is a narrow and long fan shank formed by a very deep valley. In such a cold area at high altitude, the lake surface should be frozen without difference. Why is this happening in the center of this lake surface?

They walked along the lakeside for at least four or five hours, and finally walked around. At this time, the oil bottle understood why they used a boat, because if there was a boat, the distance was only about ten minutes.

After passing through this fan-shaped city, the lake became narrow and long, with cliffs on both sides, and was covered with snow. Although the lake was narrow and long, it actually seemed quite wide. They continued to walk in, almost until dark, and when they reached the middle of the canyon, they suddenly saw something strange in front of them.

At the end of the canyon, a temple was built in the air. What structure does the temple use? For me who is studying architecture, I can almost immediately imagine it. It must have used many large beams to connect them to the cliffs on both sides. In the middle, columns were used to penetrate deep into the lake surface and penetrate into the bottom of the lake, and then the temple was built on these beams.

It was a typical lama temple, which was quite old and built with black Himalayan rocks. It was at least as high as seven floors. The first floor of the temple was equivalent to two and a half floors of ordinary buildings. This lama temple was like a dam, blocking the entire canyon.

When I walked to the Lama Temple, I looked forward and saw that the lake continued to extend forward, and there was no end. There were many small boats in the lake water under the Lama Temple, and one of them had a layer of new ice, and some were still very wet.

The oil bottle asked Raba to wait on the side and climbed up bit by bit. Sure enough, an entrance was found under the temple, but it was blocked by a wooden board. The oil bottle pushed it, and something very heavy seemed to be pressed on it, and it didn't move at all.

The oil bottle did not give up. He shrank back, took a deep breath, and then pressed against the wooden door with all his strength. With his shoulders, he quietly pushed the wooden door up.

Here we should explain that it is difficult for a person to use force upwards, so the difficulty of lifting weights and lifting weights is completely different. It is very difficult to lift something by one person, because we don’t usually do the lifting movements, so the muscles that are lifted up cannot be exercised.

But the arms of the Mercury Bottle were obviously very well trained, so he slowly pushed the wooden door up. After entering through the wooden door, he saw a stone weighing more than 200 kilograms pressing the wooden door.

He turned over and entered the wooden door and saw a utility room, a room for making, repairing, storing food and raw materials. After looking around, he saw a lot of charcoal, wood, food, and some unknown meat hanging on the beams.

These meats are frozen like stones, and there is no such thing as shaking here. As long as there is moisture, it will become a "Himalayan stone" within a few minutes.

The amount of meat was very large. The oil bottle found the stairs that continued to go up, all of which were up and down wooden ladders. He climbed up carefully and arrived at the upper floor and immediately smelled a strong hidden fragrance. There were all kinds of felt hanging on the upper floor, and there were many charcoal stoves between the felts, which made the whole room very warm. I don’t know whether it was drying the felts or simply to maintain the temperature in the room.

The oil bottle was looking for the stairs to continue up in the felt, but the place was so warm that he had been walking in the cold for many days, and he couldn't help but stop, trying to relieve his body.

At this time, he heard a man's breathing sound from the felt, and the sound was very slight, as if it was a girl.

The oil bottle thought for a moment, and tiptoed to follow the sound. After passing through a few pieces of felt, he saw something lying in the middle of the four pieces of felt.

The four pieces of felt were hung very neatly, and the square area seemed to surround a room, and the thing was shaking slightly on the floor in the middle.

It was a girl, her limbs were all broken, and her elbows and knees were only attached to the skin. The girl's hair was very long, with a typical Tibetan face shape, and her body was covered with a layer of felt-like stuff.

When the girl walked over, she saw that her eyes were blind and her eyes were turbid. He squatted down softly and found that the girl had a very pretty face. She should have been a very beautiful girl before she was disabled.

I don’t know what happened, but the girl suffered such great torture. It can be seen that her arms and legs were broken, and they were broken with flesh. There was nothing unusual on the outside, but the severe pain and the torture caused by not allowing the bones to grow well were huge. In ancient times, in order to rape women, many women’s limbs were broken and then tragically ravaged.

It seems that this girl must have suffered great torture.

Mon Oil Bottle didn't feel distressed. He had seen too much about the various ugliness in the world. He knew very well that emotions were the most useless.

He turned around and left, and after only a few steps, he heard the girl say something. It was Tibetan. He couldn't understand. When he turned around, he saw that the girl had raised her head and looked at him. Although she couldn't see it, she still judged the direction based on her hearing.

When the man oil bottle stopped, he saw the girl trying to sit up in pain, turning her head constantly, and suddenly said a Chinese sentence: "Who are you?"

The oil bottle stopped and didn't say anything. The girl kept turning around. He waited and continued to walk two steps. The girl said, "If you don't say anything, I'll scream. You can't run away by then."

Menyouping stopped again, turned around and saw the girl facing him, with a cunning smile on her face.

Menyouping had never seen such a smile appear on such a person's face. Although his limbs were disabled and he could not see anything, she was the one who had the advantage in this room.

Menyouping knew that he could knock the girl out in a few seconds. In front of him, the advantages brought by such cleverness were completely useless, but he realized that something was wrong. The girl's attitude might be useful to him.

"Do you know who I am?"

The girl nodded.

"Do you know I am a Han person?" Men Youping asked softly.

"I can smell you. There is only one Han man here. You smell like him, but you are not him. You are also from the foot of the mountain?"

"Yeah." Menyouping asked, "Who are you?"

"Are you here to find him? The Han man said that someone would definitely come here." The girl said. Her Chinese language was a bit crappy, but she did not have any wrong pronunciation. She did not answer the question of the Muyou Bottle, but continued: "Be careful, they don't like the Han man."

"I don't know who you are referring to." Men Youping said.

The girl said, "Don't worry about this, take me away quickly and take me out of here."

"Why?"

"Since I'm a Han Chinese, I'll definitely want to know where this place is. If you take me away, I'll tell you everything."

Menyouping looked at the girl, and her face showed an expression of expectation and eagerness. Then Menyouping nodded and said "Okay", then walked to the girl, reached out and pressed her neck, and she fell into a coma.

Those who like to threaten people will not tell the secret easily. Menyoubo said: It’s better to rely on yourself.

He gently put the girl down and was about to move forward when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the other side. Someone was saying that there was somewhere to come from Tibetan language, as if he had heard their conversation just now.

The oil bottle flashed to the side, quickly retreated to a few pieces of felt, and smelled a stronger Tibetan fragrance. Two Tibetans were carrying a stove, passing by his invisible felt, moving the things to the girl, and starting to place the things inside along the girl.
Chapter completed!