I glared at him hard and walked closer to the man in the dark corner. Although I knew that it was definitely not the big rice dumpling mentioned by the tomb robbers, there could be one among the hundreds of years old tombs.

Personally, sitting there quietly cross-legged is enough to attract people. You don't know if this guy has been waiting for you here in Gada for hundreds of years. The hand that is holding Badang Mo's hand is shaking slightly.

Not far away, this guy is wrapped in a set of glittering golden cassocks. Behind him is a cloak with a hat. The brim of the hat is very deep. His head is buried. Only a black shadow can be seen on his face. His facial features cannot be clearly seen now.

What does it look like? He is sitting cross-legged on the ground with his head lowered. This position is exactly where the stone steps should appear on each floor. But strangely, there are no spiral stone steps leading to the seventh floor on this floor.

"Brother, looking at this outfit, could it be Lobsang Tenzin?" Meihui asked.

I said 80%, but I never expected that Lao Xie had worked so hard and almost lost his life. This was not the tomb of the Khan King in Wobasi. In such a magnificent pagoda burial, there was an old lama sitting there? I

I originally thought that this pagoda burial must have at least 7 floors, but now it seems that Lobsang Tenzin’s identity is indeed worthy of being buried on the sixth floor, but the number six does not seem to have any other meaning in religion? And Lobsang Tenzin should be

According to the Tibetan Buddhist funeral cremation method, the relics are placed on the top of the pagoda. Even if there are no relics, a coffin should be left for him. Although the entire tomb is not very luxurious, except for the golden statue, there is no

Other valuable funerary objects, but at least he was considered to be the national teacher next to Obasi at the beginning, so he should at least give others a coffin or something? It is not easy for the old lama in his life, following Obasi on various expeditions.

Not to mention, we still have to walk thousands of miles on a long march. At the end of the day, we can’t even make it to the shroud in horse leather?

The old lama did not hold his hands together while reciting sutras devoutly like other monks, but held a scroll in one hand and placed the other hand on one side with one finger slightly stretched out.

"***, I'm really disappointed. I came here in vain, and I didn't see Wu Baxi! Gemini, the great man in your mind is not here, can I just pick up something? I'm just thinking about the little girl downstairs.

That flag head must be worth a lot of money!" Mouse said.

I said to him: "□□, have you forgotten? What is the purpose of our trip? The person we are looking for is Lobsang Tenzin! The book he is holding must have recorded how to undo the curse! I only hope that we

Don't risk your life here, find another exit."

"Gemini, you think this Lobsang Tenzin is miserable enough. He still has the official title of Protector of the Country, right? He doesn't even have a coffin when he dies, and Wobaxi is enough to dig at it!"

I pursed my lips and said, "It's not Wobasi's fault. It's definitely not an accident that Lobsang Tenzin died sitting here. Look at the scroll he was holding in his hand. Does it look like it was waiting for us? Maybe he died before he died.

I realized that Nurhaci’s curse has not ended yet, and there will be descendants visiting! Also, do you remember the lama we met at the entrance of Kunlunxu? I suspect that he is a descendant of Lobsang Tenzin, a disciple, a disciple, or something like that.

They stopped us a long time ago!"
Chapter completed!