Chapter 17 The Frozen Lake of God

　　The stuffy oil bottle took Luo Dan all the way to the place where the Tibetans boarded the boat. The area on the lake near the shore was so frozen that there was no difference between stepping on it and stepping on the land, but the more you went to the center of the lake, the thinner the ice was. , At the end, when I stepped down, there was a palpitating sound of ice cracking immediately under my feet.

　　They had to go around the edge of the lake.

　　The shape of this big lake is very strange. In fact, it is difficult to understand what it is if you are not looking down at it. The entire lake is like a huge fan, part of which is fan-shaped, and the other part has a very deep valley, forming a long and narrow fan handle. , In such a high-altitude cold area, the lake should be frozen indiscriminately. Why is the center of the lake like this?

　　They walked all the way along the long handle of the fan for at least four or five hours, and finally made a detour. At this time, the oil bottle understood why it was necessary to use a boat, because if there was a boat, the distance was only ten minutes. minutes away.

　　After bypassing this fan shape, there is a long and narrow lake, with cliffs on both sides, all covered with snow. Although the lake is long and narrow, it actually looks quite wide. They continued to walk in, until it was almost dark. Walking to the middle of the canyon, I suddenly saw something strange ahead.

　　At the end of the canyon, a temple was built in the sky. What kind of structure was used in the temple. For me who is studying architecture, I can almost immediately imagine that it must have used a lot of large beams grafted on the cliffs on both sides. In the middle, pillars are used to penetrate the lake into the bottom of the lake, and then temples are built on these beams.

　　It is a typical lama temple, which is quite old. It was built with black rocks in the Himalayas. It is at least as high as a seven-story building, and the first floor of the temple is equivalent to two and a half floors of an ordinary building. This lama temple, Like a dam blocking the entire canyon.

　　The lake is just below the Lama Temple. It is over three stories high. There are many beams below, and there are quite a lot of small canoes on the beams.

　　Walking under the Lama Temple, the stuffy oil bottle looked forward and saw that the lake continued to extend forward, and there was no end in sight. Among the wooden boats on the beams, one of the boats had formed a layer of new ice, and in some places it was still frozen. Very moist.

　　The stuffy oil bottle let Luodan and Laba wait on the side, and climbed up the beam little by little. Sure enough, they found an entrance at the bottom of the temple, but it was blocked by a wooden board, and the stuffy oil bottle was pushed. For a moment, there seemed to be something very heavy on it, and it didn't move.

　　The stuffy oil bottle didn't give up. He shrank back, took a cold breath, and then pushed hard against the wooden door. As soon as his shoulders used all his strength, he quietly pushed the wooden door up.

　　Here I want to explain that it is difficult for a person to push up, so lifting weights and lifting weights are two completely different kinds of difficulty. It is very difficult for a person to lift something up, because we don't usually lift things up. Do, so the muscles that go up don't get exercised.

　　But the arm of the stuffy oil bottle was obviously well exercised. He slowly pushed the wooden door up, and later he recorded that after entering through the wooden door, he saw a stone weighing more than 200 kilograms pressing the wooden door.

　　He turned over and entered the wooden door, and saw a utility room, a room for making, repairing, and storing food and raw materials. After looking around the oil bottle, he saw a lot of charcoal, wood, food, and Roof beams do not know what kind of meat.

　　Lamas can eat meat.

　　The meat is frozen like a stone, and there is no such thing as drying in the shade. As long as there is moisture, it will become "Himalayan rock" within a few minutes of hanging.

　　The amount of meat was very large. Under the light that penetrated through the cracks in the stone wall, the stuffy oil bottle found the stairs that continued to go up, all of which were wooden ladders that went straight up and down. I smelled a strong Tibetan fragrance. There were all kinds of felts hanging on the upper floor. There were many charcoal stoves between the felts, which made the whole room very warm. I don't know if I was drying the felts or using them for preservation temperature in this room.

　　The stuffy oil bottle was looking for the stairs to continue going up in the felt, but the place was too warm. After walking in the cold for many days, he involuntarily stopped, trying to relax his body.

　　At this time, he heard a person's gasping sound coming from the felt, the voice was very slight, it seemed to be a woman.

　　The stuffy oil bottle pondered for a moment, followed the sound on tiptoe, passed through a few pieces of felt, and saw something lying in the middle of the four pieces of felt.

　　The four pieces of felt were hung neatly, the square area seemed to enclose a room, and the thing was on the floor in the middle, shaking slightly.

　　It was a woman, or rather, it was a woman, because the woman's limbs were all broken, and it was only hung on the skin. The woman's hair was very long, with a typical Tibetan face, and her body was also covered with a layer of skin. Felt-like stuff.

　　The stuffy oil bottle walked over, and found that the woman's eyes were also blind, and her eyes were cloudy. He squatted down softly, and found that the woman's face was very delicate and she was quite a beautiful girl.

　　I don't know what caused this girl to suffer so much, and I can see that her hands and limbs were broken, and the flesh was broken. The torment brought about by the growth of the bones is enormous. During the ancient massacre, in order to rape women, many women's hands were broken and then ravaged.

　　It seems that the eyes are also blinded by people, and this girl must have been severely tortured.

　　The stuffy oil bottle doesn't feel distressed. He has seen too much about all kinds of ugliness in the world. He knows very well that emotions are the most useless.

　　He turned around and left, and after walking a few steps, he heard the girl say something in Tibetan, which he couldn't understand. When he turned around, he saw that the girl had raised her head and looked at him, although she couldn't see it. Arrived, but she still found her way by hearing. 　　The stuffy oil bottle stopped

　　, and saw that the girl wanted to sit up in pain, kept turning her head, and suddenly said a sentence in Chinese, "Who are you?" 　　Turning

his head, he waited, and continued to walk two steps. The girl said, "If you don't speak, I'll call. You won't be able to run away."

He was facing his direction with a sly smile on his face.

　　The stuffy oil bottle has never seen such a smile on the face of such a person. Although she has no hands and feet and can't see anything, in this room, it seems that she is the dominant one.

　　The stuffy oil bottle knows that he can knock this girl out in a few seconds, in front of him, this kind of clever advantage is completely useless' but he realizes that it is not right, this girl's attitude may be against him. Useful yourself.

　　"You know who I am?" The

　　girl nodded.

　　"You know I'm a Han Chinese?" Muffled Oil Bottle asked softly.

　　"I can smell you. There's only one Han man here. You smell like him, but you're not him. You're also from the bottom of the mountain?"

　　"Well," asked the young man, "who are you?"

　　"You Did he come to see him? The Han man said that someone must come here, the girl said that her Chinese was a bit lame, but there was no mispronunciation, she did not answer the question of the stuffy oil bottle, but continued: "You Be careful, they don't like Han people. "

　　"I don't know who you are referring to," said the stuffy oil bottle, and the girl said, "No matter what, take me out of here quickly. "

　　"Why? "

　　Since you are a Han Chinese, you must want to know where this place is. You take me away, and I will tell you everything." Duanyou Bottle looked at the

　　girl with a look of hope and eagerness on her face, then Duanyou Bottle nodded and said "OK", then walked to the girl's side, stretched out her hand and pressed her neck, she fell unconscious In the past.

　　Those who like to threaten people will definitely not tell their secrets easily, and he said, rely on himself.

　　He put the girl down gently, and was thinking about moving on, when he heard footsteps on the other side. , Someone spoke Tibetan from where they came down, and it seemed that they had heard their conversation just now.

　　The stuffy oil bottle slid aside and quickly retreated to a few curtains. He smelled a more intense Tibetan fragrance. I saw two Tibetans carrying a stove, passing by the felt that he was hiding in, and moving the thing to the girl's side. , and began to place the contents around the girl.

　　The attitude of the Tibetans was very respectful. The Tibetan incense became more and more intense, but the stuffy oil bottle found that it was wrong. He smelled another familiar smell that should not be in the Tibetan incense.