After carefully checking the temples, Li Huowang walked back to the mountain trail.
Li Huowang touched the head of the steamed bun with his hand, pursed his lips and continued to move forward without saying a word.
It seemed that the Nestorian cross temples were very densely built, and Li Huowang soon discovered another one.
The cross temple here is obviously more complete, at least the head of God Gu has not disappeared.
Gushen's head is a charred black head, which seems to have been burned by flames.
But this head was carved with an expression of intense jealousy and extreme desire.
It stared at its eyeballs that had turned into two charred coals, and looked straight up at the top of the temple.
Li Huowang's gaze also followed upwards, and he saw a group of things made of various colors and shapes above the temple.
Judging from the demeanor of this statue, it seems that it is extremely eager for the murals painted on the top of the temple, but Li Huowang cannot understand what those things are for the time being.
"Woo~ woof! Woof woof woof!!" Steamed Bun's barking made Li Huowang's body tense up instantly.
He quickly turned around and looked in the direction where the steamed bun was grinning.
It was a side door, and the light from outside the temple could not penetrate inside, making the entire side door dark.
In the darkness, he saw a large gray robe.
Li Huowang learned from the nun that most of the Nestorian people wore robes to cover up their injuries
It's just that he only sees the lower body now, and can't see the upper body.
Sensing that something was wrong, Li Huowang immediately took out the human skin letter given to him by Master Jingxin and threw it into the darkness.
"I'm Qingfengguan Xuanyang. If there's something urgent, I came here to ask for help!"
Li Huowang announced his home to the robe in the darkness, but there was no response from the robe.
Just when Li Huowang was wondering whether this thing was a living person, the robe came out of the darkness.
The first time he saw this man, Li Huowang knew that he was a Nestorian, because his scarred face had no skin at all.
As the nuns at Anci'an said, Nestorians wear large robes and tall hats.
The hat was very big, covering his eyes and nose. The only information left to Li Huowang was the bloody flesh exposed on his chin.
Li Huowang swallowed and looked at the person in front of him very warily.
"It seems pretty good so far. At least I haven't seen these people take action immediately after seeing that I am Xinsu."
Li Huowang glanced at the other person's bulging hands retracted into his sleeves, and calmly stated what he wanted again.
The other party still didn't give Li Huowang any response, but he clearly understood Li Huowang's intention
He turned around silently and walked towards the outside of the Cross Temple.
Li Huowang took a deep breath and followed with an uneasy feeling.
Following this man, Li Huowang gradually went deeper into the mountains.
Looking at the loose robe of the man in front of him, he had a doubt in his heart.
Isn't it said that "Da Qian Lu" is a Nestorian thing? Why didn't I see him wearing it? Is it hidden inside his robe?
Along with this question, Li Huowang went deeper and deeper, and from time to time he would meet other Nestorian people.
These people are all dressed the same. When they see Li Huowang for the first time, they will stare at him with their eyes covered by high hats.
The unusual environment made Mantou feel scared. It drooped its head and retracted its tail, almost following Li Huowang's hem.
Under the gaze of these people, a gourd-shaped cave finally appeared in front of Li Huowang.
Seeing the cave, Li Huowang couldn't help but think of some bad things. He hated caves.
The inside of the cave is not as dark as the Qingfeng Temple, but very bright.
A handful of crackling torches illuminated the entire cave extremely brightly.
Too many torches even raised the temperature inside the cave, making Li Huowang feel a little hot in his heart.
Thinking of the flames on the previous statues, Li Huowang felt that flames may be an important existence in Nestorianism.
After walking for two sticks of incense in this bright cave, Li Huowang finally saw the real owner.
It was a charred man lying on the cold ground. It was better to say he was a charred corpse than a human being.
However, the sight from that side made Li Huowang understand that this was not a corpse.
After seeing this person, he also answered a question in Li Huowang's mind just now.
An unfolded blood-red volume of "Da Qian Lu" was laid upside down on his chest.
It can be seen that this thing has been paved for a long time, and the bamboo slips on the pavement have sprouted.
Bloody bamboo roots pierced his entire body, and various pieces of flesh hung out from behind.
Seeing the person leading him, he respectfully handed over the letter with both hands. Li Huowang immediately understood that the person in front of him must have a high status in the Nestorian religion.
However, this charred corpse did not look at Jingxin's skin letter, but stared at Li Huowang intently.
Just stared like that for a long time.
"Have you been looked at by Ba Hui?"
Being able to communicate is a good start. Li Huowang nodded and replied: "That's right."
"Speaking of which, every Xinsu is a good seedling, because they can get closer to the sea of suffering more easily, but it's a pity that they all went crazy in the end." The other party's tone had a hint of regret from the beginning.
Then he glanced at the "Da Qian Lu" on Li Huowang's waist.
"I'm sorry to meet you. Can you tell me how you perform the Cangshu Climb? You know, even among us, not everyone can do it."
Hearing that he was being praised, Li Huowang was not happy at all.
"Cang Fei ascends the steps? Is this the name of a ritual that requires extreme double pain?"
After Li Huowang concealed part of the story, he told Shou San about the previous events.
"Haha, it's really overkill to deal with the eighteenth lunar month. Fortunately, you are also a blessing in disguise."
Li Huowang didn't want to talk about this with the other party. Seeing that the other party could communicate normally, he told him again the purpose of his visit.
"Okay."
Before Li Huowang could take a breath, the following conditions followed.
But in exchange, I need you to perform the Cang Fei Climb again in front of us."
"Why do you want me, an outsider, to perform the rituals within your sect?" Li Huowang was somewhat unable to understand the other party's thoughts.
"I've never seen Xinsu perform Cangyu's climb, so I wanted to take a look and maybe find a way to steal Bahu's power."
"Stealing...Bahu's power?" Li Huowang almost thought he heard wrongly.
"You have seen Ba Hui, and you must know how powerful it is. The moment you looked at it, didn't you think that you can have this power yourself?"
After hearing this, Li Huowang came to his senses and realized that the mass on top of the cross temple represented Ba Hui.
It's just because people can't fully describe the appearance of Ba Hui, so they use that thing instead.
They used pain to gain strength from Ba Hui, but they did not worship Ba Hui. Instead, they worshiped the god Gu.
The god Gu they worship is also extremely eager to steal Ba Hui's power.