Feng Yu cursed his mother in his heart. Bai Ran insisted on letting him come up before entering the lamasery. Although he didn't know why, it was really unethical for him and Zhang Xiuxian to be left here as soon as they came up.
Feng Yu was not worried about Bai Ran's safety. With his skills, he could escape even if he encountered the demon king raising his corpse here.
On the contrary, Feng Yu was worried that it was him and Zhang Xiuxian. This place was strange and abnormal. This lamasery must have some connection. Bai Ran had said before that there were murals and statues of demon kings riding corpses on top, and there were more than one, which was enough to explain the problem.
Zhang Xiuxian felt that Feng Yu was too lazy, so he walked out first, and the two of them had no choice but to move forward.
After walking out of the corridor outside the room, Feng Yu discovered that the lamasery had a layered structure, with the lobby at the bottom, rooms at the top, and the stairs at the far end.
There was nothing in the lobby below, as if it had been evacuated. The space was huge.
After a cursory glance, the two of them found the stairs and went directly to the third floor. The sound came from here, so Bai Ran probably wouldn't have gone too far.
After Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian went up to the third floor, they saw that the door of a room was open. This was the only room on the entire third floor.
Zhang Xiuxian rushed over and kicked open the door. It was dark inside, and the flashlight light came in. This room here should have opened up the first floor. There were many incomprehensible words written on the walls.
, there is a lot of debris in the ground.
Feng Yu and the others stopped after walking a few steps, and the scene in front of them frightened them.
On the front wall of the room, there is a picture of the iron demon Luoja riding a corpse. The painting is large, nearly ten meters long, and the painting is brightly colored. Under the illumination of a flashlight, the color of the entire mural is well preserved.
At the next second glance, Feng Yu saw that the female corpse that the Demon King was stepping on was actually a living corpse. She was nailed to the mural. The whole corpse was dried by the weather, and her limbs were broken and bent.
, it was horrifying to look at, and what was even more disturbing was that the face turned out to be that of a young girl, which made people feel even more disgusted.
This is the first time Feng Yu has seen a real picture of the iron demon Luo Yan riding a corpse. This painting really makes people extremely uncomfortable. The demon king is aloof, with an expression full of arrogance. It dances and rides on the female corpse, and there is a pile of dead bodies at its feet.
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Feng Yu thought of Blind Li's words. After the Tibetan Lotus Master suddenly enlightened to Buddhism, he said that the Iron Yama Demon King was a being similar to Lord Shiva. It was an ancient myth and legend that dominated all power of life and death.
The legend of Lord Shiva closing his eyes and destroying the world is widely circulated. However, whether the Iron Yama Demon King is a boy or a girl is different from Lord Shiva. From what we can see, the relationship between the two is impossible.
Brothers and sisters, the Demon King Tieyan is not a woman either.
Zhang Xiuxian couldn't help shouting: "Damn it, what kind of perverted painting is this? It has the corpse of a young woman riding under him. The color is too strong. It's a fucking eye-opener. The world is so big that all ghosts can do it."
have!"
Feng Yu took a few steps closer and said: "This is Tie Yan
Picture of the demon Raja riding on a corpse."
"Riding, riding on a corpse? Is this it? Is this demon king a girl fetishist?"
"I don't know what girl fetish is, but at least it's necrophilia, the kind that's more serious than Blind Man Li."
After Feng Yu took a few glances, he felt strongly uncomfortable inside. His brain refused him to continue looking at it. He felt very uncomfortable. This painting can indeed arouse people's disgust.
Zhang Xiuxian couldn't stand it anymore. He looked around and didn't see Bai Ran. "Hey, where are the others? They won't go up again, right?"
Feng Yu shook his head, his heart beating very fast. He didn't want to stay here any longer, so he asked Zhang Xiuxian to look for it together. The place was not big and people could only be up there.
Under such circumstances, it would be a lie to say that he is not nervous. Feng Yu is absolutely unambiguous about where he will go to the next grave, but who can not be afraid of such a weird place?
Fortunately, Zhang Xiuxian was there, taking the lead. Zhang Xiuxian was a person who did not believe in ghosts and gods. Although the content on the murals called people evil, Tibetan culture has always been so mysterious. No matter how uncomfortable it was, it was already painted on it.
The two quickly climbed up to the third floor. The wooden floor under their feet occasionally made a few stepping sounds. The upper and lower floors were almost exactly the same, and the stairs could still go up.
Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian arrived at the top, and there was also only one door. The door was half open. After pushing the door and entering, it was exactly the same as the one below.
Bai Ran was standing in front of the mural. Zhang Xiuxian saw Bai Ran and said hurriedly: "Hey, I said, why are you standing here? I've been calling you for a long time, didn't you hear me?"
Bai Ran remained silent, staring at the picture of the Iron Yama Demon Luo Yan riding a corpse that was exactly the same as the one downstairs. Feng Yu took a photo and found that the two were roughly the same. Except for the color scheme, the image and movements of the Demon King were almost the same.
There are no big changes.
Zhang Xiuxian stood up and asked, "Didn't you hear something moving? Is it someone or a ghost?"
Bai Ran pointed at the female corpse riding under the Demon King, and said lightly, "This is the thing, she is alive."
Zhang Xiuxian was very surprised after hearing this. He expressed disbelief and shined a flashlight on the female body and stared at it.
Feng Yu knew that Bai Ran would not panic, but it was too unbelievable to say that the female corpse the demon king was riding was alive. The mural in front of him was indeed not much different from the one below. At best, it was not of the same color. The one below
It's more reddish, and the one here is blue-purple.
"Bairan, what's going on? The demon king's female corpse is alive?" Feng Yu asked.
"I chased it all the way, and I was sure it was that thing. After she entered the room, she stuck it into the mural. Although I didn't witness the whole process, that's what happened."
Zhang Xiuxian felt that Bai Ran was joking, so he bravely walked over.
At this time, Zhang Xiuxian suddenly turned around. Scanning with his flashlight, he found something looking at them outside the room door.
Zhang Xiuxian shouted, "Damn it, there is something, there is really something outside."
Bai Ran
He rushed out directly, but there was no one outside. He said to the two of them: "It must be the one downstairs."
"What to do? What are they going to do?"
Zhang Xiuxian complained, "Ya'er is just two female corpses. It's not like I haven't encountered giant rice dumplings for thousands of years. I even fought with the Great Fox Immortal."
Feng Yu wanted to chase down to take a look, but Bai Ran thought it was unnecessary. The stairs could still lead to the top. The female corpses on the two floors of murals were alive, and maybe they were also alive on the tops. I didn't know whether they wanted to kill several people.
When you are about to die, it is best not to act rashly.
Bai Ran suggested to go back first, and there was no need to rush into this matter.
On the way back, something strange happened again. The room that I had climbed into by climbing the rope could not be found. It was not that the room could not be found, but that the rope had disappeared inexplicably.
Bai Ran looked out the window. The fog was very thick. There was no light in the dark night. It was like hell. He couldn't see his fingers.
Without the rope, it meant that they also lost the raft. When they swam back from the lake, Feng Yu could not imagine what would happen next.
Bai Ran originally wanted to talk to Feng Yu about something, but an unexpected situation disrupted everything.
Zhang Xiuxian said: "If it doesn't work, let's swim back up. How can a ruined temple trap people?"
Bai Ran's experience told him that they must not swim back from this lake, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable. Even if they spent the night in the Lama Temple, waiting for dawn to make plans would be worse than swimming in a foggy lake in the middle of the night.
powerful.
Bai Ran's idea was to stay here for the time being and wait until dawn. As long as the door was closed, there would be no need to peek at the female corpse outside even if he really wanted to.
Compared with going swimming in the lake in the middle of the night and being spied on by a few strange female corpses, it didn't matter. With Feng Yu's aquatic nature, if he continued like this, he would die.
The three of them hit it off and decided to stay here tonight.
The temperature in the Lama Temple is much warmer than outside, and you can smell a strange fragrance as soon as a few people come in. Bai Ran once said that he had such a smell when he came in last time. He didn't feel it at first, but now it smells really good.
It's very special, it's different from any other incense.
Zhang Xiuxian was restless, looking out the window from time to time, and paying attention to the movement outside the door. The shadow just now made him flattered, and he, an atheist, was really panicked.
Bai Ran said that there are about a dozen floors here. If there is a picture of the demon king riding a corpse on each floor, there may be a dozen of such female corpses in this place.
As soon as Zhang Xiuxian heard this, he cursed loudly: "Ya'er is really good. What does this demon king mean? Does it show his strength?"
Bai Ran explained: "According to my inference, they should not be the same person, but the demon kings of the Gulan Kingdom. Each of their eras is different. This can be seen from the colors on the paintings.
, this lamasery seems to be similar to a place where Gulan sacrifices."
This statement was recognized by Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian. The culture of Gulan Country cannot be understood overnight.
