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

"Why did he commit suicide?"

Since he could kill the hired killers, why would he choose to commit suicide?

"Because the deadly poison began to take effect on him."

Mu Zi looked melancholy.

"Maybe I should have expected it."

She sighed deeply.

"Then you..."

I stared at her, "Let's leave here quickly, I'm worried about your health..."

"Don't worry, I can still hold on for two weeks!"

Mu Zi said. At this time, she searched him for a long time and only found the note she left, but there was a hole in it, so the handwriting was not clear.

"That book!"

Suddenly, I saw that there seemed to be something behind this person.

"Scripture!"

Mu Zi pulled it out. The scripture looked very old, but the handwriting was very neat, but the inscription on the cover was in Sanskrit.

"Do you know it?"

Of course I didn't know it, so I asked her.

"I haven't come into contact with it."

Mu Zi also replied.

But on the cover was a twisted Buddha statue, which looked a bit like a monster.

And this Buddha statue always felt very strange.

"Open it and have a look!"

I thought there might be some murals or something like that in this sutra, but I was disappointed. It was full of scribbled Sanskrit, as if it was a trace of smearing.

I turned several pages in a row, but there were no annotations, only Sanskrit.

"It seems that we have no use for this book."

I was about to put it away, but I didn't know that on the last few pages, I found a few traditional Chinese phrases.

"Head replacement, resurrection, body, nirvana..."

These strange words.

I couldn't help but think of those who came back from the dead, and it was indeed related to this sutra.

Could it be that there is such a powerful thing in this world that can bring people back from the dead? In order to find the elixir of immortality, Qin Shihuang didn't know how many people he killed.

It's really shocking to think about it.

Obviously, the sutra came from Xuanzang, who brought it back from Tianzhu, the birthplace of the Buddha.

Is it really so powerful?

I couldn't figure out the secret anyway. Perhaps only by understanding the above text and analyzing it, we might be able to understand the so-called head replacement and resurrection.

"We have to leave here quickly."

Mu Zi stared outside. They will send more people. We have no time at all.

It was almost dawn.

We simply dealt with the things in this secret room, closed the door tightly, and sealed the door of this secret room. In this way, ordinary thieves would never be able to open this door.

"Let's go!"

I carried the scriptures and some simple luggage.

In more than half a month, such a serious thing happened in the meantime. I really can't imagine it.

I learned from Mu Zi that they were just for this scripture that could bring the dead back to life. Then, all the causes and effects of this time, and even the progress of civilization, may change because of it. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

We followed the directions provided by the search and rescue teams.

At least, we can still judge the specific direction of the northeast direction based on where the sun rises.

I roughly remembered this location and then set off.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter at this time.

We simply built an iron frame car with the wheels of an off-road vehicle, and pushed it, which was a little easier. The car also had our food and water for several days.

We could only take away food and water for a week.

After a week, we would either be rescued or buried in the sea of ​​sand. But thinking that their search and rescue team was conducting a carpet search, it was obvious that they took this matter very seriously, so I felt relieved.

"It's so hot!"

The weather and the climate were completely fried.

Sweat soon soaked my whole body, and every step I took became more and more difficult. I thought I should have walked several kilometers away from the city wall, and there was no way back.

And there were no stones or sand dunes around to block the sun, which was simply a kind of torture.

Especially when going uphill, it was impossible to push it up.

Every step I took was panting.

But unexpectedly, Mu Zi seemed to have been accustomed to such difficulties. Although he was sweating like rain, it was not that difficult.

It was hot during the day, and I had to guard against snakes, insects, rats and ants at night.

"Look, there seems to be a tent ahead!"

I suddenly found that 500 meters away from us, over a high sand dune, I just saw two tents.

"God help me!"

I laughed and couldn't help but speed up my pace. This was like looking at plums to quench thirst, but it worked, and my physical strength seemed to have recovered.

The tent was a general military tent.

I thought it was temporarily built by the search and rescue team, and I was overjoyed.

But Mu Zi was still a little cautious and told me to be careful.

She walked around the tent several times, staring at the footprints on the ground in a daze.

"Is there anything wrong?"

I stopped.

"Don't you think it's strange? Why are there no footprints or other traces?"

Mu Zi said that there was no wind and sand recently, and the road surface in this low-lying area had become very soft. As long as there was any movement, there would be some traces.