I crouched down and saw the fat man pry open a few pieces of ice and take out a piece of animal skin from it.
"This is a snow leopard. There are at least four of them inside. It's frozen into one piece, and there are still some deer carcasses inside." Fatty said.
"How can this be, four snow leopards, they are beasts, they are allowed to be eaten?" I said, "Is there any more ferocious beasts than leopards?"
"Bears can hunt leopards, but these leopards are all shot with rifles. Killed. You see these leopards are so big, they should be the beasts guarding this lake. The villagers here raise them, let them move around the lake, and protect the lake from outsiders. The gun that shoots these leopards It is very powerful. In addition to rifles, there may also be grenades."
"How can you tell?"
"These wounds have blown out the bones, and the whole piece of meat has been smashed." Fatty said, "The corpse is not fresh. , it's so cold here, the meat has gone bad, I'm afraid I've been dead for a while." The fat man looked around and said, "Damn, someone has been here before us. First, there are many people; second, The equipment is very good, and immediately killed the guards in this place."
He looked at the direction of the tent and the canyon again, and said: "Oops, you say, will something happen to Kambaluo?"
I thought There is a movie scene of a simple local people being invaded by foreign powers and being slaughtered because of the gap in weapons and equipment. I trembled and looked at Fatty: "No matter who the other party is, the way they deal with obstacles is very savage and violent, let's hurry up. Let's go."
We built a simple sleigh with bones and tents, wrapped Zhang Haixing and Feng in sleeping bags, and dragged them along the lake.
Not as difficult as we thought, but not as easy, stop-and-go, and in double the time, we followed the shore to the canyon across the lake.
The lake is frozen, but the river leading to the canyon shows the trend of a river under the ice. There is still water surging under the ice. In some places, the ice is broken, revealing turbulent water, indicating that the ice here is face is unstable.
We stepped on the ice carefully, sometimes completely crawling forward, and it was this action that allowed us to see the wonders under the ice.
We saw that under a section of ice, there was a row of wooden fences inserted underwater, and in front of the wooden fences were all human corpses, at least twenty or thirty. We smashed the ice and saw that the bodies soaked in the water were all rotting, but not rotting, but soaked in water.
It can be seen from the hair that they are all foreigners, some equipment is soaked in water, and almost all of these people are naked.
The fat man pulled up a rifle and a tube of grenades, pinned them to himself, and picked up the bullets one by one.
"It seems that the comrades of our dung comrade once came in by themselves, but they failed, so they decided to join forces with the Zhang family. This group should be the accomplices of those Germans."
"No clothes, it seems It was also the shortest route to the lake, so I got caught." I said, "These people should have found this place and killed the snow leopards by the lake, but something happened on the way through the ice lake, and they all died. , the body fell into the water and washed here."
I guess there may be more than these here, some of them should still be dead on the lake, frozen there.
The fat man picked up the ocean, and he was so beautiful that he didn't mean to be pitiful at all. I asked him, "How long do you think these people have been dead here?"
"I don't know about this, but maybe there will be survivors. We don't know how many people they came here."
"Foreigners will not leave the remains of their companions, and looking at the appearance of these dead people, I guess there are not many survivors, and they are all self-defeating." I said.
Continue to move forward, and soon, after passing the places mentioned by the stuffy oil bottle, we finally came to the bottom of the hanging Lama Temple.
The two bastards still didn't wake up, the fat man climbed up, carefully pushed away the people, and found that the whole building was dead silent, and there was no sound at all.
Fatty and I worked so hard to carry the two of us on our backs. At this time, the sun had already set in the west, and the white clouds were sticking to the edge of the snow-capped mountains, forming clouds and mists.
We stopped in a relatively closed room in the Lama Temple and lit the charcoal stove. The room was covered with felts to keep the temperature from escaping, but when I checked the felts, I found that there was so much dust on them that they had formed scabs.
"The lamas here are not very hygienic." The fat man took off his shoes while heating the fire, and a foot odor came to his face, "The ground is also full of ash, and it stands to reason that there is very little ash layer on the snow-capped mountains, and the air is very clean. With so much ash, how much incense do they burn every day?"
It is reasonable that there is a lot of ash in the Lama Temple, but the thickness of the ash and the traces on the surface indicate that the ash has been falling for a long time, and no one has cleaned it for a long time.
Could it be that this temple has been abandoned?
I let the fat man rest first, and I went up all the way, and saw the felts of the Hades riding the corpse that the stuffy oil bottle said. The door to the upper floor was behind the felt, and the stairs were there, but the door was sealed shut.
The wooden door was very dark, as if it had been smoked by a lot of smoke. I tried to open the door. Back then, that strange woman climbed out from here. But I noticed that the door was locked and there should be a very large wooden pole behind it.
I inserted the dagger in, lifted the wooden pole forcefully, pushed open the door, and smelled a particularly unpleasant spice.
Behind the door is a particularly spacious passage, with doors on both sides of the passage, a bit like a hotel layout.
I went to one of the doors, tried to open them, and found that the wooden bolts behind these doors were so heavy and thick that it was impossible to pick them apart with a dagger. I had to go back the same way. When I got back to Fatty, I found that Zhang Haixing was awake, and he seemed to have regained consciousness and was drinking water.
I thought about what face I should use to go back to talk to her. Should I sway over and say, "Look, you idiot, don't listen to Lao Tzu", or pretend to be very open-minded and comfort her and say, "I Well, I also have a bad temper. We don't need to mention this. How is your health?"
Maybe she would have a good impression on me, but I don't want to hook up with this tigress. After thinking about it, I should choose the first A good one.
So I sneered, walked over, and said to her: "Wake up, you said you were stupid, I told you to listen to me, listen to me, don't listen, look, naked-"