Faced with this situation, Mustache didn't know how to deal with it. Although his thinking was not affected in any way, he had never encountered a similar situation in his own experience. He ignored the inexplicable voice and stared at
Kelsang Medo was looking at her. Kelsang Medo had completely lost consciousness. She was like a meditated believer, sitting upright under the ice wall.
Mustache began to try to pull Gesang Meiduo back. Judging from the current situation, the energy of the dull voice was limited. It was full of hostility to Mustache, but it had no ability to affect Mustache. He tentatively moved toward
He took two steps forward and slowly reached out to grab Gesang Medo. Gesang Medo's arms were already stiff.
"The prophecy of the end of the world is not a divine classic that you can get your hands on." Kelsang Meiduo's eyes were still closed, and only his mouth was slightly opened. Because the distance was very close, Mustache could detect that the voice really came from Kelsang.
It came from Mei Duo's mouth.
This was definitely not some low-level deceitful trick. Mustache stretched out his hand, picked up Gesangmedo, and flew away a few meters away. Gesangmedo did not struggle, and when Mustache picked her up,
Her stiff hands and feet began to recover and became soft. Mustache put her in front of two backpacks stacked side by side. Gesangmedo's breathing and heartbeat were a little fast, but they slowly began to return to normal.
About a few minutes later, Gesangmedo woke up. She obviously had some impression of her actions when she lost consciousness.
"Don't get close to the ice wall anymore." Mustache looked back and said, "I'll do it."
At this time, Mustache has confirmed that there must be something affecting Gesangmei Duo around here, and this influence is only effective on her.
"Can you please give me the prayer wheel? I need it." Gesangmedo's face turned pale. Although she had regained consciousness, there was a longing for the prayer wheel in her heart, a strong desire. She stretched out her hand toward
Mustache asked, and began to plead hard.
Mustache spent a lot of effort to place Kelsang Medo. He felt that he had to find out what affected Kelsang Medo, otherwise in this ice city, Kelsang Medo would never know when he would have another attack.
Beard left Gesang Meiduo in front of his backpack, returned to the ice wall, turned on the carbide lamp, and began to melt the wall. The wall was about one meter thick, and half of it had been melted away by Mustache before, and the rest was
Even if there were anything in the half-meter ice wall, they could only be small gadgets.
However, Mustache's judgment was seriously wrong. When he melted some of the ice wall this time, a black piece of clothes appeared in sight. The carbide lamp burned very brightly, so Mustache could see clearly.
, his movements paused involuntarily, because he could tell that this black piece of clothing was similar to the fluttering black cloth he saw before entering the Ice City.
He melted it more carefully, and the final result was completely unexpected by Mustache. Inside the ice wall less than half a meter thick, there was a body sitting cross-legged. When Mustache melted the ice wall completely, a hole was created.
At that time, the body was still sitting cross-legged in the same place.
This is a corpse that makes people feel itchy to the teeth. Because it is sealed in a hard layer of ice, it is well preserved. Its body is very thin, so thin that it is ridiculously thin, as if the whole body is made of flesh and blood.
All were removed, leaving only a layer of dry skin wrapping the bones.
"ah!"
Before Mustache could continue to observe, Kelsang Medo behind him suddenly let out a scream. Mustache moved quickly and jumped back in the blink of an eye. Kelsang Medo, who was leaning on his backpack, held his head in pain.
She had rolled to the ground. When Mustache helped her up, Gesangmedo's originally wheat-colored face had turned extremely pale, and a red dot the size of a little fingernail suddenly appeared between her eyebrows.
Mustache took a slight breath, saying this kind of thing would make people feel a little ridiculous. Gesangmedo's condition came and went quickly. She moved a little with the help of Mustache and leaned against her again.
On the backpack, she said that she felt like she had been stabbed hard in the head by a very long needle.
While saying these words, Gesang Medo kept looking at the hole in the ice wall. She took a breath and wanted to get up. Looking at her movements, Mustache knew that she wanted to get closer to the ice wall, so he immediately stretched out his hand to hold her down.
Got her.
"Let me go." Gesangmedo shook his head at his mustache and said, "He won't hurt me. I recognize him."
Gesang Meiduo stood quietly by the hole in the ice wall for a moment. During this period, Mustache kept thinking. Gesang Meiduo's identity is not complicated. It can only be said that she is like this because of some media errors.
I have received some inheritance of consciousness. But no matter what, these things are very valuable, so Mustache thought about how to ask.
"Do you recognize him? Who is he?"
"He is..." Gesangmedo hesitated, turned to Mustache and said, "His name is Chanado."
"Chanado..." Mustache's brows suddenly frowned. From Rinpoche's mouth, he learned that the last person who came into contact with the prophecy of the end of the world was Chanado. Wasn't he already dead?
Pilgrims cut into pieces and died?
"Who killed him? Why was he sealed in ice?"
"His life came to an end and he sealed himself in ice."
"What's the purpose of sealing himself in ice?"
Mustache had many questions to ask. He was not impatient and asked them one by one. However, Gesangmedo seemed to know only so much. When Mustache asked other questions, she shook her head gently. Her mind was clear.
She had returned to normal, and through her eyes, Xiaowu knew that Gesang Meiduo was not lying.
The two of them fell silent immediately. Mustache was thinking about how to tell Kelsang Medo about the strange red mole, while Kelsang Medo was looking at the body of Chanado sitting in the ice wall absentmindedly.
"He seemed to tell me where he was going." Gesangmedo pulled his mustache and said softly.
"Where was he going? What else did he tell you?"
"I don't know." Gesangmedo looked a little weak: "I just felt it myself. I felt like he was telling me."
This feeling of Gesang Medo is very strange, just like some people whose brains think many times better than ordinary people. If you give him a complex mathematical problem, he can write the answer in one second, but the specific derivation process requires more time.
Go back and take the time to review it. Gesangmei Duo also felt this way, but there was only so much she could feel.
"take me."
Gesang Meiduo only knew a general direction and location, which was due west of Ice City. On the way, Xiao Hui found an opportunity to tell her about the red mole on his forehead, and Gesang Meiduo just touched it subconsciously.
I pressed my forehead, and there was no look of surprise.
On the journey below, there are fewer buildings, but they become extremely huge. Each building is like a vast palace, which shows that the people who live or are active here have a high status and status. In the middle
It went well. Xiaohu and Gesangmei Duo stopped touching the surrounding things casually. After about an hour or so, all the nearby buildings disappeared and were replaced by a connected ice palace. Because of the height of the ice city
Limited, so this building like a palace is not high, but it gives people a sense of heaviness.
This should be the western end of the entire Ice City. It seemed to be carved out of a single piece of crystal. When Mustache stood in front of this building, he felt that this was the place that Chanado was looking for at that time?
"This... doesn't seem to be the case." Gesang Medo frowned tightly. She always had a faint tingling feeling, especially when she was thinking about certain issues, the pain was even worse: "
This is not the place he is looking for."
The aboriginal people in the entire ice city migrated away and took away everything they could. The interior of this huge building was empty. Except for the huge pillars supporting the dome, there was only one
The road leading straight ahead. There is nothing worth paying attention to inside the building. When the wide road reaches the end, there is a tall ice wall.
"Melt it." Gesangmedo stood for a few minutes in front of the ice wall that had almost blocked all hope, and then said three words to Mustache.
The ice wall was too thick and it was impossible to tell whether it was hollow or not, but Mustache also had a sense of trust in Gesang Meiduo, so he immediately used the flame of the carbide lamp to melt the ice wall. This is a wall similar to the ice city.
The wall is as thick as a city wall, nearly three meters thick. When the wall is melted through, a space clearly appears.
"It's here, it's here..." Gesangmeido stood outside the melted ice cave. She couldn't see what the space inside looked like, but she was still sure that this was Chanado.
A place that I wanted to find but didn't insist on walking through.
Behind the ice wall is a huge hole, which is lower than the level of the ice city, which makes it look like a deep pit. Mustache did not rush in. He looked around in the ice cave and found that there were almost no places where light could reach.
Nothing can be seen, only an altar with several layers stacked in the center of this space.
This mandala-like building was made of polished stones and piled up. Mustache could not see clearly, but he felt that it was a hexagonal building. It was only less than ten meters high, but it had a large area. There were
Nine floors.
"Can you feel anything?" Mustache came back from the ice cave, patted the water droplets stuck to his clothes, and asked Gesang Medo.
"I... don't know what to say." Gesangmedo had a hesitant expression. Her eyes moved back and forth in her sockets, and she habitually bit her lips lightly, as if she was making a fierce move.
Ideological struggle.
"how?"
"I feel something, but there is a consciousness in my mind that is tightly suppressing me and not letting me express what I feel." Kelsang Medo rubbed his temples and said, "Chana wants too much.
Go up here, to the highest level. There is something there, something very, very important, and he wants to get it."