Holy Bone

Chapter 589 The Buddha's Head Temple in the Deep Kunlun Mountains
Because of the long trek in the plateau and snow-capped mountains,
Dorje Tso, whose cheeks were red from the cold,
Seeing that Jin An's gaze had been fixed on the dilapidated temple,

Said: "This temple has never had a name... No one knew that there was such a temple in the depths of Kunlun Shenshan before... It was only discovered this time in the Kunlun avalanche... Everyone called it Fotou Temple... just because of the guardians in the temple The Buddha statue was crushed by the heavy snow and the roof, leaving only a Buddha head on the ground..."

The three of Jin'an were surprised, they didn't expect this temple to have such a strange name.

Dorje Cuo continued: "Beside the Fotou Temple... there should be a stone pile of scriptures... I just heard this matter mentioned by others... I have never seen the stone pile of scriptures...It was gone when I came here...It should be They were all emptied..."

Jin An walked into Fotou Temple curiously.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a Buddha head falling on the ground. The head of the Buddha was pitted, as if it had been damaged by tools such as iron picks and awls, and the traces were still very new. Jin An thought for a moment, this Buddha head should be pasted Gold foil is a Buddha with a golden body and yellow clothes.

This Kunlun avalanche attracted many wolves, and these wolves were like geese plucking their feathers, digging up all the gold foil on the surface of the Buddha's head.

However, even the gold foil paper is not spared. These people's education level and vision are not high. The reason for saying this is because it is very difficult to refine gold with gold foil paper.

For example, the gold foil paper that can cover half a door can actually only be refined to one-tenth of the gold.

Even if the whole body of the Buddha is covered with gold foil paper, it will cost less than a penny of gold.

This is simply a thankless task.

That's why he said that those people who even cared about the gold leaf paper of Buddha statues, their culture and vision were not too high.

The space in the Fotou Temple was very small, and it didn't take long to see the whole situation, and then everyone retreated. At this time, Jin'an and the others also began to say goodbye to Dorje Cuo.

Jin'an clasped his fists together: "Uncle Dorje Tso, you take all these cows and horses back. We have this stupid sheep to act as a coolie, and the load is enough. We will go find you after we leave the mountain."

Dorje Cuo didn't leave immediately, his eyes were a little hesitant. He felt that Jin'an and the others might be very unfamiliar with the glacier when they saw the snow mountain glacier for the first time, and they didn't know the danger of the glacier.

Jin An said with a smile: "The closer you are to the avalanche, the more dangerous it is. I am very grateful that Uncle Dorje Tso brought us here. You still have a wife and daughter waiting for you to go back for reunion, and your parents are sitting at the door of your house looking forward to it day and night. You can go home safely, there are not many roads ahead, and we can finish it on our own, Uncle Dorje Tso will go back first."

"When Uncle Dorje Tso was leaving the snow-capped mountains, beware of the river with rising rain. Remember to wait for the rain to recede before passing through... After so many days, I guess the water level there has receded. If it hasn't receded, Uncle Dorje Tso You can wait a few more days before crossing the river, there are still a lot of supplies left on the backs of the cattle and horses, you can stay for a few more days, and cross the river when you are completely safe."

From the very beginning, Jin'an had no intention of pulling Uncle Duo Jiecuo into the muddy waters of the Kunlun Mountains. He naturally knew very well that the avalanche in the Kunlun Mountains was by no means a trivial matter.

Experts from various countries are gathered in Kunlun Mountains, and any sneezes of these experts can bring disaster to Chi Yu.

Under the joint persuasion of Jin An, Mr. Yiyun, and Qi Bo, Dorje Cuo left in silence.

When Dorje Tso was sent away, the three of them and one goat didn't delay any longer, and immediately entered the glacier forest, trying to find the large army that had already entered the depths of Kunlun Mountains before dark.

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Following a big avalanche in Kunlun Mountains, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and dark crevices, cracks, and holes were formed in the glacier forest.

There is a bottomless abyss under every ice crevasse, ice crack, and ice hole. No one knows where these plateau ice crevices eventually lead, but there has been a rumor since ancient times that the Kunlun Mountains are the center of the world. There is a gate of hell that leads directly to hell.

People are born through the gates of hell and return to the gates of hell after death.

Inside the gates of hell lies the truth of the world.

These ice crevasses vary in size, and the small ice crevasses should have just cracked. As time goes by and the geological activities of the plateau are frequent, these small ice crevasses will eventually expand to the larger ice crevasses, and the big ice crevices are like a giant moat in the sky. Along the way, glacier peaks collapsed one after another. If you look down carefully, you can vaguely see some animal and plant remains frozen in the ice wall.

Some animal and plant remains may have existed longer than the ancient ancestors.

This plateau snow-capped mountain is a God's Domain that can seal time. Time seems to be frozen here, and once it sleeps here, it will be forever.

When passing through the periphery of these glacial forests and gradually deepening into the interior, I found that the time here no longer seemed to be permanently frozen by the plateau snow, and voices began to appear.

Walking along a straight and cracked iceberg, there are more and more people's voices, in front of an iceberg and snow peak that is as clear and white as a jade mountain, shining brightly, and a gorgeous aurora is brushed above the head. In the heat of the day, a large number of peasant serfs who were wearing thin clothes and whose bodies were red, swollen and blue from the cold were digging snow manually with picks and shovels.

These serfs, under the whips of the serf master's subordinates, relied on the most primitive human methods to dig out the icebergs covered with snow.

These thick snows include not only snow and ice from avalanches, but also ice and snow from several heavy snowfalls in the past year. The scope is huge, and the progress of digging by manpower alone is very slow.

No wonder all forces have entered the Kunlun Mountains for so long, but still haven't made much progress.

Moreover, as the ice and snow subside and compact, it will increase the difficulty of excavation. It can only be dug when the weather gets warmer.

While the serfs were digging snow one by one shovel by manpower at a slow pace, many Tantric red-robed monks were sitting around holding prayer wheels, chanting sutras and praying for blessings.

There are also some Tantric monks turning around the mountain to pray for blessings with prayer wheels in hand.

The total number of these Tantric monks alone is over a hundred, and I don’t know how many monks from monasteries have come.

These Tantric monks were chanting scriptures and praying for the venerables of several major monasteries who have been missing since entering the snow mountain. They prayed that the venerables are still alive and not dead.

Around the craggy ice and snow peaks, tents and igloos made of ice bricks are built. People live in these tents and igloos, and people often come in and out to take a look. The snow digging progress of the serfs.

The people living in those igloos are basically Fans.

The people living in the tents are mainly outsiders outside Tubo, such as Han people, people from the Western Regions, and people from Tianzhu...these people add up to more than a thousand people.

But in some huge tents with the wind horse flag flying, all the people who come in and out are thin-skinned and tender-skinned people. These people wear gold and silver, and even in Kangding, they wear high-quality silk and satin, which are very expensive and only the rich in the capital can afford. The clothes, the skin is fine and white, and the pampering is from the influence of several royal families in Tubo.

These royal nobles had the most people, and those serfs were brought by serf owners who were attached to the royal nobles.

In the depths of the snow-covered Kunlun Mountains, there are so many people gathered in a mighty way. The cost of food and clothing alone is a huge consumption. No wonder a small earthen city was built outside to provide supplies to the deep mountains.

On the one hand, there are several big royal families and nobles in Tubo, on the other hand, Tantric monks gathered in temples all over the country, and on the other side, the forces of outsiders scattered in the sand. , pushing outsiders to the margins.

The atmosphere in the glacier and snow region is a little delicate. Under the seemingly peaceful and peaceful surface, there is actually an undercurrent surging. Everyone is waiting for the moment when the glacier and snow peak is dug out...

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a rumbling vibration, and snow dust rose from the sky. A thick snow was dug and landslide, and more than a dozen serfs were buried under the snow.

The nearby serfs were in chaos, throwing away their picks and shovels, and hurriedly scraped the snow with both hands to rescue those who were buried by the snow.

It was cold and windy.

The wind horse flag fluttered in the wind and snow.

As soon as the nobles from the several huge tents came out to check what was going on, they heard exclamations one after another. The serfs who were participating in the rescue seemed to have dug out something terrifying from under the snow and scattered away. , each eye showed a look of panic.

(End of this chapter)