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Jiang Ke thought for a while and followed.

A group of them walked down the mountain, almost each dragging a suitcase, and marched hard on the gravel-filled road.

Jiang Ke was carrying a bag with a capsule thermal lining stuffed in it, and the rest was filled with food and water.

The potato chips were crushed by him and rolled into long strips.

He was scared of hunger last time, so this time he brought only food.

He packed his luggage very quickly, and Meng Er imitated him and packed a backpack.

The two men traveled lightly.

After walking for a while, the others followed suit and left their suitcases on the side of the road, and their speed suddenly accelerated a lot.

After walking for about ten kilometers, the four grown men were in good condition. The two girls looked a little pale, but they didn't say anything and just followed.

Jiang Ke suggested: "Let's take a rest."

The two girls breathed a sigh of relief, their heads touching each other and chatting.

Duoji: "Is there a black spot under the slope in front?"

Green grass grows on the hillside, so the black patch looks very abrupt.

Several people walked down the mountain road, which was always downhill.

Three photos: "Why does it feel a bit like the one we drove before?"

Jiang Ke's heart moved, and he looked behind him. There was a temple standing quietly dozens of meters away.

After three words, I felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. After realizing it, I turned my head and let out a sharp blast.

Three pieces: "I'm facing the north, what the hell is this!"

Meng Er picked his ears and looked a little impatient: "Stop barking, it's just a surprise."

Everyone present looked ugly. Jiang Ke had already expected this situation.

There is no escaping the rules. This "realm" allows them to enter the temple. If they want to break the situation, they must act according to the rules set by the "realm".

Jiang Ke: "I plan to go in and take a look."

Dorje seemed to be very repulsive to this temple and expressed his unwillingness to enter.

Jiang Ke asked them to wait outside, planning to go in and take a look himself.

Although Sanzhang was also scared, he still followed Jiang Ke closely, holding a strangely straight wooden stick he found somewhere in his hand, which he used to strengthen his courage.

Jiang Ke saw that he was facing a formidable enemy and said as he walked: "You don't have to follow him, I'll be back in a minute."

Sanzhang: "No, I have to follow you."

Jiang Ke: "No need."

In fact, what Jiang Ke wants to say is: You will only get in the way by following the past.

Sanzhang spanked Jiang Ke's butt with a stick and said, "Come on, hurry up, hurry up."

Jiang Ke was helpless. Although he now had a certain immunity to the gods and ghosts, with San Zhang following him like this, he was afraid that he would lead San Zhang into a ditch later.

Not only Sanzhang, but also Meng Er was following behind. When Jiang Ke couldn't persuade him, he said, "Follow me."

Sanzhang grabbed the stick with a grimace on his face, and Jiang Ke remembered a sentence: "Fear comes from insufficient firepower."

After hesitating for a moment, he took out the hiking pole and held it in his palm.

I don’t know if it’s useful, but I finally feel a little reassured in my originally empty heart.

There was no one at the door of the temple. The door was closed but not locked, leaving a thin crack open.

Jiang Ke stood at the door and looked through the crack in the door. It seemed a little dark inside. He didn't feel there was any big danger, so he used his hiking pole to hold the door on the left side and pushed forward with some force.

The wooden door slowly opened, like a huge beast opening its bloody mouth.

The lighting in Tibetan temples is generally not very good. The temples I visited before had devout Buddhists lighting butter lamps.

Jiang Ke turned on the flashlight. Due to the large area of ​​the temple, the range of light exposure was limited.

San Zhang and Meng Er also turned on their flashlights. No one spoke, only the patter of footsteps could be heard.

The decoration in the temple is a very typical Tibetan temple architectural style, with white and crimson walls with complicated craftsmanship and surrounded by murals with simple brushwork and thick colors.