Super Trick or Treat System

+ "Curse you!" I shouted, staring at Jin's shoulder. "There is a robber's head between Li Huai and the next stepping stone!"

"No!" he answered. "That's a stepping stone."

I might swear that he was lying, but King Kong stood up, and after a while, Li Huai again proceeded cautiously along the causeway, drove to the next sharp corner where Mahatma was standing, and pointed out the direction to Li Huai. But he never waited for Li Wu to catch up with him. I think he suspects that Li Badi might catch him and provide violence in a panic, and he always keeps going forward when Li Badi approaches, allowing Li Badi to explore his own way in the pain of anxiety.

As Li Badi progressed, things did not get easier. When the Gray Mahatma reached the distant steps, he stood in the water and waited for Li Huai. All the monsters who watched him advancing came to Li Huai's team. Now, two of them no longer sat on the water, but climbed up the causeway, so that there was one creature behind Li Huai and two creatures in front.

"Call you cousin, uncle, and aunt!" The Hindu creed that I remember in my heart entrusts the souls of unrighteous people to the bodies of animals in retribution for their sins.

The Grey Mahatma picked up a short rod from the embankment and brought it back into the water with the water. Instead of hitting left and right like any ordinary minded person, he pushed the barbarians away one by one, as if they were logs or boat. Even so, they still followed Li Huai closely, so that Li Huai followed in his footsteps.

But I bet that once my foot is on the hard ground, no crocodile can live me, I can say the same to Jin. Like a pair of small animals emerging from a forest pool, Li Huai jumped up together.

Then, the Gray Mahatma came, stared at Li Badi's face, and asked an unusual question.

"Are you proud?" he asked, watching keenly from one person to another. "Because," he continued, "you have now crossed the pool of terror, and not many people do it. The robbers have plenty of food. People who arrive here are usually proud and believe they now have all The secret key to knowledge. You will now see the achievements of the proud."

Mahatma led Li Huai towards a long dark shadow. As Li Huai approached, the shadow gradually turned into the wall of the temple. After a while, Li Huai fumbled in the prehistoric foundation stones again, and bats flew past Li Huai. , And have a terrible feeling, at least for me, the worst has yet to come.

The hunch proved to be accurate. Li Huai entered a huge basement, apparently under the temple. The large pillars of natural rock are actually square, feet thick, supporting the roof. The roof is partly natural rock and partly masonry. There was nothing in the crypt itself, only an old gray beard, sitting on a cushion on a candle, reading a manuscript. He raised his head effortlessly-he didn't notice Li Bad at all.

But there are more cells around the crypt, which I can’t calculate right away. Some are dark. There are lights burning elsewhere. Each room has an iron door with a few holes in it, and a small window, which is not glazed and barrier-free, cut open by natural rocks. Enough light leaked from the square holes to darken the entire crypt.

Gray Mahatma said: "Only aspiring people can enter here." "Even after India was conquered, no enemies infiltrated this place. You stand on the forbidden ground."

He turned to the left and opened the iron door with just one push. There seems to be no lock. He didn't announce himself, but walked straight in, Li Huai followed him. The cell was about ten feet by twelve feet. There was a stone wall wide enough for it to run on one side, and it was illuminated by an oil lamp suspended by an iron chain chiseled from the roof. Three middle-aged bearded men were almost naked, squatting on a mat facing a stone ledge. One of them was holding an old manuscript. All three were consulting. Before the demons caught him, the man who was once a man sat on a stone ledge.

The three of them looked up at the gray majestic curiously, but there was no challenge. I think his **** is his passport. They looked at Jin and me with butcher's eyes, nodded, and then resumed consulting on the handwritten scroll. The characters above look like Sanskrit.

The gray Mahatma faced the creature on the stone shelf and spoke to Jin and me in English.

He said: "That's one of those people who are proud of crossing the pool of terror. Think about him. He entered here asking for knowledge, only desire instead of honesty. But because there is no way out and even failure must obey the universal The reason is that he was endowed with knowledge, which made him what you see. Now, these people know a little and will learn more, and use him as the subject of the experiment.

"The thing that used to be a person can imagine himself as a bird, fish, animal, or even a meaningless tombstone, under their order. When he is no longer suitable for research, he will imagine himself as a robber, Drive into the tank with other reptiles, that will be his end. Come on."

At that moment I felt crazy. I sat on the rock floor and raised my head to make sure I still had it. I think about something that will allow me to regain control of my sanity and the beautiful, clean concrete world outside. If I don't see and apply the solution, I don't think I can do it. He kicked me in the ribs with bare feet as hard as he could, but failed and used his fists.

"Get up!" he said. "Hit me if you want!"

Then he turned to Mahatma.

"Let you be puzzled! Take Li Badi away!"

"Peace! Peace!" Gray Mahatma said. "You have been selected. You need to use it for other purposes. No one will be harmed. You must enter another cell."

"No!" I said, and I looked his eyes squarely. "I have seen these attractions. Lead the way out!"

He is not afraid of me at all. Just curious, as if he was watching an experiment. I immediately made up my mind to experiment in my own way, and then hit him with a fist and a punch. I also let go, but the blow fell between Jin, and he stepped over Li Huai and almost put out all the wind.

"No one!" He gasped. "Let Li Badi take a look."

The Gray Mahatma patted his shoulder lightly.

"Good!" he said. "Very good. You did a good job!"

The Grey Mahatma led one of the huge square pillars that supported part of the roof.

There is an opening in that column, about six feet high, almost not wide enough for people from my building to squeeze in, but once inside, there is enough space and a ladder inside, leading to the stone and being wound upwards . The Mahatma was still waving the lantern he had brought from Yasmini's palace, and walked forward.

Li Huai entered a temple through a wooden door, the walls of which were almost completely covered by huge images of Indian gods. There are no windows.

The yellow light from the hanging brass lamps pierced the resulting darkness. In the past few centuries, their smoke covered all the soot, and no one could remove them. Therefore, it looks like a black pantheon. In the dark, you can hardly see those in robes and robes, they are muttering to themselves at some kind of ceremony.

Gray Mahatma said: "Those people are priests. They are paid to pray to those who may not be sinful, lest their sins defile the sanctuary."

The only consideration that prevented me from looking for a door behind the carved stone screen placed at the end wall screen and admonishing the impolite farewell to the Mahatma Group, that was the hope of strolling on the street, leaving only a rag. And a small red bandana.

However, the Gray Mahatma was naked as he was on the day he was born, leading him to the screen, opening a hinged door on the screen, and beckoning to Li Badi. Then Li Huai appeared in a wonderful courtyard bathed in moonlight, instead of appearing on the street as I expected, because the moon was appearing on the roof of another temple behind.

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