Chapter 127: Genting Sky Palace · Pegatron

I took off the snow beads on my eyes, and I didn't know where I was for a while. I just felt the stone tip on my back and Ye Chengcheng was below me, yelling there.
I settled down and subconsciously went to see what Ye Cheng was afraid of. I looked down carefully and found that we are now leaning on a steep, rocky slope, there are five or six meters from the bottom of the slope, and the rope in the waist is hanging At a corner of the rock, we didn't roll down directly. The bottom of the was all the snow and stones that we just slid down with us. Inside the snow pile, there were several black elongated claws.
I felt a suffocation, and unconsciously pressed my back against the back stone, looking down the claws, the snow pile was looming, coiled around a black, bucket-thick thing, and the link-shaped body was full of scales Some are hidden in the snow and some are exposed outside the snow. At first glance, I thought it was a hibernating snake, which looked like a centipede.
This thing is attached to the stone, it doesn't move at all, I don't know if it's dead or alive, I can't see the head and tail, and I don't know how long it is.
I feel strange, here is above the snow line, there are very few living creatures, what kind of creature is this? Looking at the centipede-like claws and its size, I felt instinctively uncomfortable.
Pan Zi insisted on going down, Ye Cheng kept calling, and the fat man also saw the following things, took a ball on his side and pinched a ball on Ye Cheng's back, and cursed softly, "You, mother, give me a light Sound, want to wake it up ?! "
I looked around. It should be a small closed valley filled with avalanches, but because the stones were too messy and there were a lot of bubbles, the fat man walked up and trampled the fragile snow layer, causing The chain reaction caused the snow layer to collapse. As a result, we all brought him down.
The snow above is still falling. Many times after such a collapse, the surrounding snow will gather like quicksand and bury the collapsed area again. This process is extremely fast. Many alpine expeditions are downsized under such circumstances, and the entire team disappears in a few seconds.
Fortunately, this time the snow on the side was still strong, probably because we were pulling the rope together one by one, and the surrounding snow rolled flat for us, and there was no relationship of the whole piece falling down.
Here is the leeward side, the wind is obviously much smaller, not as cold as before, I was able to take a few breaths, sit up carefully, and move a few steps down.
Although it is steep here, the surface of the is full of broken stones. Some are as large as the liberation truck head, and some are the size of a ping pong ball. It is very convenient to climb.
Pan Zi and the stuffy oil bottle had untied the rope, because not far from the bottom, the two of them clapped and jumped down with snow. After landing, they hit a rolling buffer force and rolled to the bottom of the slope.
The two of them crept up crept up and touched the black thing one after the other, and we all raised our throats at once. After walking a few steps, both the stupid oil bottle and Pan Zi straightened up, obviously relaxed. Pan Zi looked at the stupid oil bottle, shrugged his shoulders, and made a gesture to let us down.
We are surprised that the fat man unrolled the rope and rolled down. The stagnant oil bottle has swept away the snow on the stone carving ground. It turned out that it was a lying stone dragon lying on the ground, made of black stone, and the stone carving of the cliff was very expressive. If you hide in the snow, you really can't see it.
We went on one after another, Chen Pi'a saw the stone carving, and his face changed obviously. He stood unsteady, greeted the Chinese monk to help him, walked directly to the cliff stone carving, and felt it,
This dragon is different from other dragons. It has innumerable feet like centipedes carved under its body. It is obviously not a carving of the Central Plains. It should be a dragon alienated by nomads nearby.
The fat man asked me, "Why is this dragon so ugly, like a worm, and it looks so evil, it is much uglier than the dragon wall of the Forbidden City, it should not be carved."
Monk Hua said: "Don't understand it, this is a hundred-footed dragon, not a panosaurus. The dragon carvings of the early Eastern Xia Kingdom are all like this. In early China, ancient Chinese dragons had very different forms. The dragon has a pig nose, which is not surprising. "
The evolution of the Chinese dragon is very long. At the beginning, the dragon was creeping and crawling. It was a dragon to find a beast head on the snake. At that time, each tribe had its own dragon totem. Each tribe evolved separately, and finally the shape of the dragon Also different. Later, when the Han culture spread and the Yixia culture merged, the image of the Han Dragon began to mix with the dragons of various ethnic tribes, and finally gradually unified into the Panlong like this.
This hundred-footed dragon is a mixture of dragon and centipede, but I do n’t know why. Looking at the feet of an arthropod with so many arthropods under a common dragon, it not only does not give people a powerful feeling, but it makes people feel very uncomfortable. Comfortable, it feels weird.
The fat man listened to the introduction of Chinese monk, and said with a smile: "Brother Scar, you can't see that you are quite learned, then this stone should be something from Dongxia Kingdom?"
Monk Hua looked at the stone carving, and then looked up at the top of the hillside, wondering: "Yes, but where did this dragon carving stone come from?"
At this time, it was already dark. We turned on the flashlights and swept away the snow on the stone. We found that the stone was almost a huge flat plate with a height of five meters and three meters. . The stone is extremely flat and black, which is clearly different from other stones here.
I looked at the trace of the broken stone and said, "It may have collapsed from above. The four grandpas are right. The place we are going to is still on. You see that the shape of the dragon is asymmetrical. , Such a stone carving should have one side, usually carved on the stone door, one on each side. "
Chen Pi Asi coughed and said feebly: "Fart, half-knowledge, big words, what stone gate? This is the seal stone in the tomb."
As he pointed his finger at the dragon's mouth, the monk Hua passed immediately, reached into the dragon's mouth, and pulled a black chain of thick and thin wrists to him. The fat man looked at it and said, "Oh, it's over, dragon intestines." I pulled it out for you. "
Chen Pi'a said four times: "This is the horse chain used to pull the seal stone when the tomb is sealed. This side is the inward side."
I blushed to him, looking left and right: "Ah, sure enough, I was wrong, but how could Feng Shi appear here?"
The monk Hua pulled the iron chain hard, and the stone pattern didn't move. A trace of doubt flashed on Chen Pi's face. He shook his head and looked up. I groaned in my heart and knew what he was worried about. The stone also collapsed from above, which means that the tombway above is very damaged. Even if we find it, can we still go in?
The wind and snow raged overhead. It was already dark and it was almost night. I looked at my watch and I don't know when the snowstorm is going to blow.
The discovery of this stone carving increased our confidence in finding the Tiangong, but I do n’t know whether to be happy or depressed. The monk Hua took a picture of the stone carving, and Chen Pi'a's spirit recovered. Let us take care of our own things first, and we should rest Take a break, here is just sheltered from the wind, what is the matter, wait until the wind stops.
We sorted out the equipment, and the Chinese monk went to take care of the injured soldier. I was turning things around. He ran over and told me that it was a little trouble, and Junko had basically not responded. We put the straight down and shook his head, he could only bluntly, confused, and at a glance he knew it was hypothermia.
"We have to start a fire, otherwise he won't be able to survive for long." Pan Zi walked over and said, "I won't wake up until I sleep."
I looked around. There was no firewood at all. If I wanted to ignite it, I might have to burn the plow. However, there is a lot of equipment needed to go up the snowy mountain. Without a plow, I am afraid that the road below cannot go on.
The monk Hua looked at Chen Pi A Si, and apparently did not dare to call himself. The latter's face was very gloomy, and I didn't know whether it was frozen or what. he."
I was relieved, and the monk Hua removed the contents of the plow and prepared to pull the wooden strips out for firewood, but now the plow is soaked in snow. I don't know if I can order it.
When I was worried, I suddenly smelled of sulfur. I don't know where the smell came from. I jumped my head and told the Chinese monk to stand still and stand up and smell it carefully. The other people also smelled it and stopped the things in their hands. The fat man took a sip and said, "Comrades, it seems to have the smell of hot springs!"
Chen Pi A Si gave Ye Cheng and Lang Feng a glance and told them to go out, but stopped Pan Zi. Pan Zi pointed his chin at the oil bottle and said, "Don't panic, we have masters."
The stagnant oil bottle leaned over and touched the stones underneath with his two long fingers. He frowned suddenly, and then turned his head to Panlong Stone.
We came to the Panlong stone. There was no smell here just now. The sulfur smell is already obvious now.
The stuffy oil bottle touched the faucet, then looked at the back of the stone, put his hand on the faucet, and pressed, said, "Strange, the faucet is empty behind."