Mountains and seas close at hand

The mountain wind howled, and the snowflakes collided in the skull's eye sockets and mouth, making a devil's cry.Under the pale beam of the flashlight, one could clearly see grains of ice flakes flying out of the skull's eye sockets, like their rolling teardrops.

"Tap, tap." Maowazi couldn't help chattering his teeth.

Song Banyan touched the Frost on his face, and said in a low voice, "Don't take pictures, it makes me feel creepy."

Ji Bao turned off the flashlight, knocked on the wall, and asked Song Banyan in a low voice, "I walked around and didn't see any doors or windows. What kind of weird thing is this?"

Maowazi huddled behind Ji Bao, tremblingly said: "Eldest sister, how could I remember that there seems to be a door... During the day... Sigh, I can't remember."

Song Banyan looked carefully during the day, and immediately explained: "When they built, they used stones of different colors to build the shapes of the doors and windows. From a distance, they thought they were real."

Although the reason is clear, the three of them are still at a loss as to how to get in.This strange three-storey building is built entirely of boulders. It is so tall and strong that it is impossible to attack it head-on.Song Banyan suggested: Grottoes of different sizes are densely covered on the surrounding mountain walls.It doesn't look like it was formed naturally. Since there is no way here, it's better to go and explore.

The grottoes are all above halfway up the mountain, and the roads are difficult to climb.At this moment, it was dark and snowy, and the three of them had no climbing tools, Ji Bao thought it was inappropriate after thinking about it.

"It's too dangerous." Ji Bao sighed, "I'm really afraid that something will happen to you two, why don't you... go back today?"

Song Banyan smiled: "I've already taken care of it during the day. Think about where that red-clothed lama has gone? He has to go in every day. Is he really as light as a swallow flying over a wall?"

Since Song Banyan had paid attention during the day, it was natural that all kinds of plans had been thought through.She described the location, and the three immediately rushed in that direction.It was thirty or forty steps to the right of the strange building. Looking up, it was dark and there was no way to go up.

Ji Bao took out his flashlight and took a photo into the jagged rocks at the foot of the mountain.With rich experience, she immediately saw the abnormality, stretched out her hand to brush away the snow, and said in surprise: "Sure enough, there is a place to step on your feet."

She hurriedly took a flashlight to shine upwards, and carefully looked at the snow-covered undulating mountain, and she was [-]% sure of it.Ji Bao swung the gun to his shoulder and said excitedly, "Come with me."

After she finished speaking, she climbed up on hands and feet, followed by Song Banyan and Maowazi.It is said to be a shortcut, but it is not easy to climb it.Several times in succession, Song Banyan felt his feet slipped, as if he was about to fall.Fortunately, there was no danger, and finally arrived at the grotto safely.

"Huh!" Maowazi let out a big breath, leaning on the stone wall with a "plop" and directly collapsed on the ground.

Ji Bao gave him a disgusted look, and felt that it was a waste of saliva to complain.She was afraid that the bright beam of the flashlight would disturb the people inside, so she simply folded a small fluorescent stick, held it in her hand and walked forward slowly.

Song Banyan was exhausted and was panting heavily while pressing his chest. Seeing Ji Bao walking forward, he raised his foot to follow.Before this step was taken, Ji Bao in front of him suddenly trembled, and stepped back a few steps in shock, his tendon-soled high-top shoes ruthlessly stepped on Song Banyan's feet.

Song Banyan burst into tears in pain, gritted his teeth and suppressed screaming, raised his hand and pushed Ji Bao away, and reprimanded angrily, "Isn't it just human skin thangka? As for it."

Maowazi didn't hear clearly, seeing the two talking in a low voice, she turned her head to look over.Under the faint reddish light of fluorescent sticks, a person stood in front of the half-opened stone door, with shawl hair and colorful clothes, standing with his hands down, not saying a word.

Maowazi's heart beat wildly after just one glance, and he quickly told himself that there was only a person painted on the door.But the most difficult person to lie to in this world is himself, he vaguely knows that it must not be.

"...Sister." Maowazi yelled softly, got up from the ground and slowly moved forward.

Seeing him stepping forward, Song Banyan covered his mouth.Maowazi stared at the front, suddenly his eyes widened, and his face was full of horror: "Oh!"

On the unopened stone door, there is a complete piece of human skin, and the hair and nails are clearly visible.Characters are written with blue ink on the human skin, and patterns are painted with red dye, densely packed, as if wearing a floral dress.

Song Banyan tightly covered Maowazi's mouth until he gradually calmed down.

Ji Bao glared at him, and stepped forward to check the situation behind the door. There was a passage behind the door, which was narrow and flat, and he didn't know where it led.Ji Bao took a closer look and saw that there was no danger, so he turned to the two and said, "Let's go."

Song Banyan pushed Maowazi, let him walk in the middle, and cut off the rear by himself.When passing Renpi Tangka, Song Banyan took a careful look.

Thangka is an important expression of Tibetan culture, which refers to hanging religious scroll paintings.As for human skin thangkas, Song Banyan has a vague impression that one is that Tibetan eminent monks painted on their bodies during their lifetime, and then peeled off the skin to make offerings to them after they passed away. Actually, there are not many of them.The other is much more intriguing, saying that there is a method of killing in Tibetan religion.After killing the villain, in order to prevent his evil spirit from haunting.The masters and kings will paint the image of the Dharma protector and mantras on his body to subdue evil spirits.

"Tsk." Song Banyan tapped his tongue lightly, a look of contempt flashed across his eyes, and then he walked behind the door.

The slanted narrow and flat path behind the stone gate is actually only a dozen or so steps long.After all, there is a square hole in the ground, and the steps lead to nowhere in the darkness.

Ji Bao lay down on the ground and listened, and it was as silent as a ghost below.She straightened up and pointed to herself, then to the hole.Song Banyan nodded slightly, and pointed to the bag on Ji Bao's back.

Ji Bao handed her the bag, pulled out the dagger from his waist, raised his foot and stepped lightly on the steps, and walked slowly down the cave with his waist down.

Ji Bao is playful and adventurous by nature. He has hunted in the African war zone, crossed cars in Yungas, and gambled in Juarez City. I have read it before, but I never thought it would be like this. My heart is pounding. Jumping straight, the back of the spine was tense and painful.

"Boom!"

In the silence where a needle could be heard, there was a sudden sound.

Song Banyan's hair stood on his head in an instant, and he kept screaming in his heart.She hastily turned on the flashlight in her hand and looked down, only to see Ji Bao standing there stiffly, slowly, slowly retracting the protruding foot.

On the maroon ground, there was a round snare drum strangely.It is close to the last stone step, and those who don't know it will definitely step on it when they step down from it.

The soles of the Oxford shoes touched the stone steps, and Ji Bao's heart fell down.She looked around by the light from the headlights.This is a small room with a door opposite the stone steps and two earthen walls on the left and right.Except for the snare drum on the ground, the whole room was empty.

Ji Bao turned on the flashlight, looked down carefully at the bones on the ground.This is a double-sided drum, about the size of a soup bowl, covered with yellow skin, and it is quite exquisitely made.Somehow, the drum surface was stained with dark brown spots.

"Don't move." Song Banyan stopped softly, "Wait for me to see."

Ji Bao nodded slightly, raised his foot and passed over the double-sided drum.Song Banyan climbed down the stone steps, squatted in front of the drum, took a closer look, and said disdainfully, "It really is a human skin drum."

Maowazi on the stone steps shuddered and sighed resignedly.

Ji Bao glanced at the drum on the ground, feeling extremely disgusted: "Is it made by peeling people's skin?"

Song Banyan's complexion was deep, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his voice was full of displeasure: "Not only if it's a person, but also a young girl, preferably a dumb person who can't speak."

Only holy and flawless maidens can make drums, and the dumb ones are the best, because they have never lied and their souls are the purest.There are always very few girls who are born deaf, so it is most convenient to pick the right girls and cut off their tongues.

Maowazi was sitting on the steps, wanting to cry but without tears: "...Isn't the cowhide bad?"

"Cowhide? They think that the drum made of girl's skin can communicate with gods and demons." Song Banyan took out a lighter and moved it to the double-sided drum, "I said that the sound of human skin drums can also replenish the energy lost by people." .”

Ji Bao felt nauseous, and walked to the door: "I should have shot that lama during the day. Let me find him soon..."

As soon as the door was opened with a gap, a foul wind blew in. Ji Bao had no time to react. He saw a green light flashing through the crack of the door, followed by an overwhelming force of gravity that slammed open the door. Shadow came from the sky and threw her down.

"sister!"

Song Banyan turned around in surprise, only to see a black beast suddenly appeared in the stone room.With a body like a tiger and a mane like a lion, he opened his mouth with a mouthful of white fangs, biting towards Ji Bao under the giant claws!

Ji Bao was attacked because he was caught off guard. It would be a matter of life and death. How could she compromise so easily, with her stomach curled up and her feet kicked, and the dagger in her hand stabbed hard at those green eyes!

Song Banyan quickly raised his flashlight to take a photo, and when he took a closer look, he found that it was a black Tibetan mastiff, but it was much larger than ordinary mastiffs, and there was a strange and vicious aura all over his body.

Before the dagger in Ji Bao's hand touched the Tibetan mastiff, the other party raised it and slapped it, immediately drawing four bloody scratches on the back of her hand!Under the severe pain, Ji Bao let go of the dagger and it fell down. She quickly opened her mouth and bit it, and raised her neck, driving the dagger to draw a bloody gash on the face of the mastiff.

The black mastiff groaned in pain.It was also vicious, and grabbed Ji Bao's shoulders with two giant claws. "Hiss!" Ji Bao's mountaineering suit was torn apart, and his left and right shoulders hurt as if they had been scratched.

Although Maowazi was timid, he didn't care about other things in this situation. He even knelt and crawled down the stone steps, pulled out the ax from his waist with his backhand, and hit the black mastiff hard on the head!

How quick the black mastiff reacted, before the ax approached, it leaped forward, abandoned Ji Bao, and rushed, knocking Maowazi to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, both Ji Bao and Maowazi were knocked down, and Song Banyan felt his flesh jumping in shock.Fortunately, she was never panicked, so she bent down and picked up the double-sided drum on the ground, raised her hand and patted it: "Boom!"