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

There was nothing special about the stone, and the only thing that made people feel weird was that there were many traces of knife and axe on the stone, which were clearly visible.

"There seems to be a temple in front."

I found that not far from us, where the city wall collapsed, there was a temple of not very small scale. All the surrounding buildings had collapsed with the passage of time, but the temple was particularly eye-catching.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

The bronze carriage stopped at the door of the temple.

This is a temple with a very Indian style. Almost all of it is made of densely piled boulders, but there is no gap. There were some murals around the walls of the temple, but now they are completely unclear and the paint has faded.

The bronze carriage was quietly guarding the door.

"This..."

Da Li walked up, touched the bronze carriage carefully, knocked it, and made a crisp sound. Everyone was very surprised because we followed the carriage here. In ancient times, there were skilled craftsmen who were said to be able to make things move like living things, which was done through very complex manufacturing procedures. Legend has it that Lu Ban could make living things of various forms out of wood.

But why could this bronze carriage run more than ten kilometers from the cemetery back to Guazhou City?

"Dongdong..."

Suddenly, I heard a sound in the belly of the bronze carriage.

"Woo woo woo--"

It was like someone was wailing and crying.

"Someone."

I knocked hard on the horse's belly, and it seemed empty, and someone inside responded.

"Not good!" At this time, we hurried to look for the door that could open the body of the bronze horses. Obviously, the bronze horse was an empty shell with a person inside.

"Here!"

At this time, Li went around the back of the bronze horse and saw a place that could be opened just under the saddle. It was covered with blood, and it seemed that someone was injured. He picked up a stone and smashed it towards the lock.

The bronze carriage made a clanging sound.

However, after it was finally opened, it turned out that one of the soldiers was inside the bronze carriage, but he was already dead, with steam coming out of his body, as if he was about to be steamed, and the smell of meat could be faintly smelled in the air.

In ancient times, there was a punishment of bronze bulls.

It turned out to be a tool for the nobles to punish slaves for fun. It is said that living people were placed on the body of the bronze bull, and torches were lit under the body of the bronze bull. When the fire slowly heated the bronze bull, the slaves inside would make wailing and struggling sounds, and from the nostrils of the bronze bull came another kind of music that the nobles enjoyed very much.

"Bang!"

As the lid of the bronze carriage was opened, the entire carriage suddenly collapsed, and at this time the bronze coffin behind the carriage also fell to the ground because it was too heavy. At this time, I saw that the lid of the bronze coffin was actually smashed open.

"Open it and take a look."

We looked at each other and decided to open the lid of the coffin in front of us to find out.

The coffin didn't seem as heavy as imagined, and it was easily pried open. Inside the coffin lay a mummy wearing armor and holding a knife tightly in his hand, and there were very few burial objects, all covered with dust.

"Why is there nothing?"

Yan Jinger searched for a long time and wiped off the dust.

"Maybe it's just a young general, nothing surprising." Dali took a look.

"No, he is the distant relative..." Suddenly, Mou Siren's eyes fell on a pattern on the mummy's armor.

However, no one thought that if it was really the general who devoted his life to the border, then his burial objects were too shabby, and even the only valuable thing was the copper coffin.

"What is this?"

I suddenly found that there seemed to be something next to the general's head.

"It's a scripture!" I took it out, patted the dust on it, and then I could see the words on the book clearly.

"Zhengling Sutra!"

The inscription on the back was actually from the Tang Dynasty monk Xuanzang. At that time, he didn't seem to be the well-known master supported by thousands of people, but just a little monk with faith in the dust of the world.

Opening the first page, there are some scriptures for transcending people, divided into funeral, rest, and reincarnation. Each chapter can be seen to be written word by word by the monk, but some of the words are not very clear.

After all the scriptures were copied, there are some records.

"What is written?"

Mo Siren suddenly grabbed the sutra and looked through the contents.

It records in detail what Xuanzang monk had experienced in Guazhou before.

That night, he and Yuanqin Hou talked about Buddhism and scriptures until late at night. Under Yuanqin Hou's arrangement, he lived in a well-equipped house and fell asleep. The next day, when Xuanzang woke up, he found that the whole city had become devastated...