Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

"If you see them one day, maybe you will believe what I said." The woman was silent for a long time before she said these words, and then she lay down on the firewood with her head heavy.

She looked even more haggard.

At night, I was alone in the moonlight, looking at the distance quietly. It was dark and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy.

It seemed that a dazzling light was refracted from somewhere.

That was...

I noticed that the light came from the cracked Buddha head. In the afternoon, I accidentally prepared to move the Buddha head and put them on the railings of the city wall.

Unexpectedly, the Buddha head refracted a huge light with the weak moonlight.

Is there a mystery here?

I carefully observed the Buddha head, and it was all refracted by those inconspicuous stone Buddha heads. It stands to reason that this stone can't refract crystal clear light like diamonds.

Even diamonds don't have such a strong refractive index.

Is there something else in the stone Buddha head?

I looked at the Buddha head carefully. Apart from the strong refraction of light, there was nothing special about it. However, the luster soon faded, and the cold stone followed.

I knocked on the Buddha head and it was solid.

And the composition of the stone did not seem to be covered with cement.

I have also studied many stone statues, but I have not paid much attention to the study of Buddha heads.

Strange!

Since it is solid, where does the light come from?

Suddenly, in the distance, I seemed to see a burst of Buddha light rising from the ground. The light was like the sun, constantly moving, but the speed was very fast. It only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.

I rubbed my eyes. Maybe I was dazzled?

A gust of wind blew, and I felt cold all over. I put down the Buddha head and ignored it.

I guessed that the light emitted by the Buddha head should be a kind of phosphorus hidden in the stone. Once the content is high enough, it is very likely to cause the strange phenomenon just now. However, the cause of the collective needs further observation and research in the laboratory.

The next day, I was awakened by a burst of panic.

When I woke up, I found that the woman was absent-minded, her eyes were dull, her hands covered her head, and she kept shaking her head.

"Possessed?"

I was a little surprised.

"Are you okay?"

I asked her.

"Save me..."

She grabbed my hand and begged me desperately, tears almost coming out, "Save me, they are looking for me, they want to take me away..."

"But..."

The woman grabbed her head and yelled hysterically, "But they are dead!"

"What are you talking about, you won't have a nightmare?"

"No... They came to see me last night..."

The woman said seriously, and she felt that what she said was unbelievable, and she was obviously a little collapsed.

"Who came to see you?"

"Azhu, Dachun..."

Later I learned that the people she was talking about were the thieves who sold cultural relics with the old woman.

"They are all dead."

The bodies separated from their heads appeared in front of me again.

"They are back... Ghosts, ghosts..." The woman stared at the distance, horrified.

"Is it really haunted?"

I am a person who can say anything else. If it is haunted, I really want to go and see. There are no ghosts in this world. If that is the case, all the dead people have become ghosts, wouldn't they be everywhere?

"I want to see who is playing tricks."

I cursed.

I picked up the torch and dagger and went to the hole.

I opened the lid and went down. I would rather believe that someone is playing tricks than admit that there are ghosts. This is fucking nonsense.

"Hoohoo!"

As soon as I entered, it was as cold as my spinal cord. Although there was only a thin layer of ground, it was completely different from two worlds. It was unbearably hot outside, and it was so cold inside that I was shivering. It was really like ice and fire.

"Who is in there, get out!"

As soon as I entered, I yelled loudly to give myself courage.

There was nothing else except my dull response. It was no different from what I saw yesterday, rows of headless Buddha statues, blood stains turned black, and on the ground...

The bodies were gone!

I couldn't help but take a breath. I searched almost every corner, but I really didn't find the headless bodies.

"Could it be a ghost?"

I muttered.

Obviously, the bodies were stolen.

Seeing me come out empty-handed, the woman knew that something was wrong, and her face became more embarrassed.

"You have to know that there are absolutely no ghosts and gods in this world. It's just the haze in the heart. Someone must have secretly made trouble and the bodies were stolen." I said to her.

But she kept muttering that it was a ghost!

"Why do you say it's a ghost?"

Fortunately, I was a little angry.

"Because their heads were sewn up with something. I saw their heads fall off with my own eyes. How could they be sewn up again for no reason?" The woman trembled.

"And..."

"What?"

I frowned.

The woman almost cried and said, "And they said... tonight!"