From seeing it

Sun Tao stepped forward and stood in front of the wooden fence that was only half the height of a person. Although the fence in front of him would be opened with a push, he did not enter rashly, but raised his voice: "Excuse me, is Venerable Mazha at home?"

Xiao Ling followed Zhou Kesheng through the fence, silently looking at the courtyard and the snow house.

When Xiao Ling saw the flowerpots and earthen jars piled up on the side of the courtyard formed by the wooden fence, his heart moved, he gently poked Zhou Kesheng, and said in a low voice, "Old Zhou, look at those pots."

Zhou Kesheng hummed, and also said in a low voice: "I noticed it too. It seems that we are here on the right track."

On the surface of these flower pots and jars, black and white patterns of eyes with double pupils are drawn.

In the eyes of Xiao Ling, Zhou Kesheng and others, the double pupil pattern shocked everyone.

After experiencing the underground encounter in the Rob Desert, everyone understood that the double pupils drawn might be related to the civilization of the Yu Dynasty.

At this moment, outside the igloo where Venerable Mazha lived far away in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, the flower pots and earthen jars placed outside the snow house also had double-pupil patterns painted on them. Is this a coincidence? Or is there some kind of connection?

"Is there anyone here? We are here to visit Venerable Mazar!"

Sun Tao repeated it again, and finally, there was a reaction in the igloo, and a very old voice came from the igloo.

"We are guests from afar, please come in."

Although the voice was old, the words were correct, unlike Rama who spoke with an obvious local accent, which surprised everyone.

Seeing the response from Snow House, Sun Tao immediately pushed aside the wooden fence in front of him, and walked in first.

Rama bowed to the snow house in front of him before he dared to go in.

A group of eighteen people walked into the yard and noticed that the igloo was divided into three rooms, with a reception hall in the middle. There were no chairs, and futons were placed on the floor.

An old man opened the wooden door and stood by the door, facing the crowd.

This old man looks very old, at least seventy or eighty years old, tall, skinny, dark complexion, wrinkled face, no matter how you look at it, he looks like an old man in an ordinary village. The image of His Holiness is very different.

"Everyone has come from a long way, please sit inside." The old man made a gesture to invite in while speaking.

Zhou Kesheng said, "Thank you, Your Honor."

Seeing Venerable Mazha, although his appearance was unattractive, Zhou Kesheng maintained a polite and respectful face. He returned his salute to Venerable Mazha before walking in.

The living room was not big, and not all eighteen people went in. Sun Tao stayed in the outside yard with Lu Weize, Qin Yang and other team members. Lama was a little uneasy, and he was a little in awe of Venerable Mazha, so he didn't dare to go in.

In the end, only Zhou Kesheng, Li Zhibao, Hu Shengzhe, Song Jifu, Yu Tingting and Xiao Ling walked in.

Wang Lei stayed at the door, filled the big pipe with special shredded tobacco, and smoked it beautifully in the yard.

Pang Yan was busy taking photos of the surrounding scenery, but didn't go in.

Actually, after seeing the real person of Venerable Mazha, most of the people lost interest. They thought it was an exaggeration to come to Rama, and Venerable Mazha was actually an ordinary country old man.

Under the signal of Venerable Mazha, Xiao Ling sat down cross-legged on the futon together with Zhou Kesheng and the others.

"You are Venerable Mazha?" Zhou Kesheng looked very respectful.

The old man nodded, showing a meaningful smile, and said: "Everyone is a guest from afar, but the condition of the humble house is poor, and there is no good tea to entertain you."

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone's hearts moved, thinking that this Venerable Mazha looked like an old farmer in the country, but his speech and conversation were extraordinary, far from being comparable to those in Rama and Gongma villages, he seemed to be a senior with a certain amount of knowledge By.

Xiao Ling raised his head to look at the ordinary-looking Venerable Mazha, and suddenly found that when he finished speaking, his eyes rolled slightly and looked at himself. In an instant, those eyes showed a sharp gleam, and became piercing There is God.

How could an elderly man in his seventies or eighties have such sharp eyes? Xiao Ling's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that the Venerable Mazha in front of him was a little extraordinary, and he had just underestimated him by his appearance.

Li Zhibao said: "Old man, you live a long life this year? Do you usually live here alone?"

Although Li Baozhi is not young, but against Venerable Mazha, he can only be regarded as a junior. Looking at Venerable Mazha, he is probably in his eighties.

While talking, he looked around, the igloo was indeed simple, there was no furniture in the hall except for a few futons on the floor.

Venerable Mazha always had a kind smile on his wrinkled face, and said, "I am eighty-seven this year, and I have been here for thirty or forty years, and I am used to it."

An eighty-seven-year-old man has lived alone in the harsh conditions and environment of the mountains for decades. It is indeed unimaginable to live with loneliness and loneliness, and everyone admires him.

Zhou Kesheng pointed to the outside, and said: "The flowers and plants in the Venerable's yard are pretty good. I think those flower pots and earthen pots look simple, but they are not. They are unique in shape, but I don't know where the Venerable bought them. Would you like How much are you willing to sell me?"

It's not true that Zhou Kesheng wanted to buy flowerpots and earthen jars, but in fact he wanted to find out the origin of these flowerpots and earthenware pots by Venerable Mazha, and why the patterns of double pupils were painted on the surface.

Venerable Mazha took a deep look at Zhou Kesheng, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and said with a slight smile: "I picked up those pots and pans outside in the mountains, and they are not rare things. If you like them, you Just pick two and take them away, no need to spend money."

"I picked it up in the mountains?" Everyone's hearts moved.

Li Zhibao hurriedly said: "But I don't know which mountain it is?"

In the mountains, a pot with double pupils that seems to represent the civilization of the Yu Dynasty can be picked up. Could it be that there are also ruins of the civilization of the Yu Dynasty in that mountain? This is an important clue.

Venerable Mazha looked up to the depths outside the door, and slowly said: "That is the depths of the six holy mountains, there are many similar pots and pots there, I just randomly picked a few well-preserved ones out."

"Six Great Sacred Mountains." Zhou Kesheng took a deep breath, his heart was ecstatic, and the joyful mood was suppressed on his face, so that he appeared relatively calm.

Hu Shengzhe and Song Jifu didn't have his concentration, and they all had expressions of surprise and joy on their faces.

The six holy mountains, Rama and the local people believe that they are the heavenly kingdom of Bayan Lagon, the god of snow mountains in legend, and human beings are forbidden to enter. However, Li Zhibao concluded that it is the legendary Kunlun Mountain The void is in the depths of the six holy mountains, and the nine tripods cast by Dayu are in the Kunlun void.

Now Venerable Mazha has picked up an antique engraved with eyes with double pupils in the depths of the six holy mountains. Could it be that he has entered Kunlun Xu by accident?