Chapter 277 Map

The night gradually came, and Luo Ning and others found no other way out except to find this cable bridge hanging in the air and could not be seen at a glance. The cable bridge hangs between the mountains on both sides of the Grand Canyon, and the distance between the mountains on both sides of the canyon is at least 100 meters.

The cable bridge has been going through hundreds of years, and Luo Ning is worried that the cable bridge is not strong. If you really want to follow this cable bridge to the opposite side, the cable bridge in the central area of the Grand Canyon will suddenly break and fall into the rushing Yarlung Zangbo River, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Is there no way on the other side? It's too dangerous to cross this cable bridge. The cable bridge was cast by the ancestors of the old village head hundreds of years ago, so it must be closely related to Barano Village. That is to say, Baranu Village must be on the other side of the Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon.

"We have checked it in the afternoon. The area we are in is a cave on the cliff, and even the downhill is straight down, and we have no choice." The stubble monitor shook his head and pointed to the dense jungle opposite.

The road of this cable bridge is difficult and dangerous, and I'm afraid it's quite dangerous to pass through, so Luo Ning decided to go back first and wait until everyone wakes up to discuss it.

When he returned to the huge stone pile at the mouth of the cave, the old village head was playing with the wolf's head in his hand. The dragon ball in the wolf's mouth was particularly bright at night.

"Yes." Luo Ning suddenly remembered something and hurriedly touched his hand in his arms. Before long, he took out a roll of reel wrapped in waterproof plastic from his arms. Opening the waterproof plastic, Luo Ning took out a stack of dark yellow paper.

The stubble monitor recognized at a glance that these papers were the scriptures left by Master Yunyou of Renqin Temple.

After the scriptures were wet with water, the secret hidden in the paper was revealed. These papers are combined according to certain rules and must be a map. But no matter how hard Luo Ning and others tried, they failed to piece together.

Luo Ning sorted out the papers in order, then found one on the stone under his feet, and then found four of them one after another, and put them in the four corners of that one according to a certain rule. Surprisingly, the lines on these five maps are connected to each other.

"That's true." Luo Ning's conjecture is correct. So I quickly put the remaining paper in the same way and in a certain order to the four corners of the whole map. Sure enough, when Luo Ning put all the twenty-one maps, Luo Ning was surprised to find that the twenty-one maps had been put together into a new map. On the new map, mountains and rivers reflect each other, and villages and cities are clearly distributed.

"This is our village. This is the Grand Canyon. This is the water tomb. The old village head held the wolf's head and suddenly pointed to the map put together by Luo Ning. When he was sure that the map was indeed put together like this, the old village head couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect that the map could be spelled like this."

Twenty-one sheets of paper are not assembled as usual, but only connected by corners. Luo Ning could think of such a splicing map only from the map that saw the light and shadow effect of the dragon ball scattering in the water tomb.

It seems that this scripture is not the poisonous secret copied by Master Yunyou, but a map left by the ancestors of the old village head 800 years ago. This map is so mysterious that it must not only point out the real location of their ancestors, but also hide bigger secrets.

The old village head checked this map seriously. The ancient Tibetan language on each piece of paper can now be read smoothly: "Golden...house, silver...mountain, treasure...stone beach. Xiang...Ba·La."

"Hambhala?" Everyone is familiar with this name. Shambhala has always been called an ideal country. Shambhala has also been described in many Buddhist classics in Tibet: "Shambhala" is a famous holy place for human beings. It is located in the north of Nanzhanbu. Its shape is like an eight-petal lotus flower. The edges and leaves of the center are surrounded by snowy mountains. The leaves are separated by flowing water or snowy mountains. Snowy mountains and Bald mountains, stone mountains and grass mountains, forest mountains and flower and fruit mountains , lakes, trees and gardens are arranged intoxicatingly. At the top of the center is the national capital, garawa, and the central Roudan Palace, which is very wonderful, and the moon of the 15th is also inferior. The palace shines transparently and shines around, making it unable to distinguish between day and night. The surroundings are as clear as a bright mirror. Even the image of wandering creatures in the water within 50 years (about 40 miles from 1 year) can be seen very clearly. The window is made of crystal, and the sun, moon, stars and the twelve palaces can be seen clearly from the window. The Roudan king lion's hair top bun, wearing a golden crown, bracelet and foot sword, looks very majestic, shining all over his body, its food and enjoyment, etc., is also difficult to compare with the Jade Emperor in the sky

In this country, there is no war, no disease, no death, no pain, and people live and work in peace. Enjoy a good life.

But people have only heard the legend, but no one has seen it. Therefore, everyone regards Shambhala as a 'fastical country'.

Now this picture is clearly revealed to Luo Ning and others: Shambhala really exists.

"But where the hell is Shambhala? Nothing is marked on the map except these landscapes. I can't understand it at all." Even the stubble monitor who is very good at maps and can draw the map in a few seconds can't see the Shambhala mentioned on the map, and the rest of the people are even more confused.

"This wolf's hoof is our village." The old village head pointed to a plum blossom-like place on the map. The ruins of the old city of their village are like wolf's hoofs. According to their ancestors, such a village was built not only because their ancestors believed in wolf gods, but more importantly, their footprints have been recorded on the map of their ancestors with wolf hoofs.

According to the old village head, this map should not be a map specifically recording their village, but a map used by their ancestors to find their hometown. Including Barano and even the Kingdom of Shambhala.

Luo Ning browsed all these maps as quickly as possible, and he found that there were always some patchwork patterns at the corners of several square paper. The plum-shaped wolf's hoof is in the lower right corner, and a small eight-petal lotus flower is hidden in the vast snowy mountains in the upper left corner.

Lotus is a mascot in Tibetan Buddhism, which means nirvana. The Kingdom of Shambhala recorded in the ancient Tibetan scriptures is known as the lotus hidden in the snowy mountains. The eight petals of the lotus are the eight different countries of Shambhala.

"What about Barano Village?" Luo Ning's eyes quickly searched on this map, but he searched all the hidden places, but did not find any images symbolizing Barano Village at all.

"Old village head, can you find Barano Village?" Luo Ning stared at the map on the stone and asked forgetfully.

The old village head shook his head: "If the light and shadow images in the Dragon Ball are all true, then I don't think the specific location of Barano Village will be displayed on the map at all."

"Why?" The old village head's words disappointed Roning, who had just seen hope. He doesn't care where Shambhala is, and he doesn't care where the hometown of the nine-striped dragon is. He just wants to find the village of Barano, which once spread poison.

"I think the nine ancestors symbolized by the nine-striped dragon must have fled from the Kingdom of Shambhala. They dare not mark their location on the map. Because they are afraid of marking their location, once the enemies find out, they will chase them and kill them.

Although I don't know what happened to my ancestors 800 years ago. But the old village head knew that the nine ancestors must have carried a heavy hatred to pull out Shambhala. Although there was hatred in their hearts, they never stepped into Shambhala. He wandered outside all his life and became a lonely ghost when he died.

"So where are we going to find Barano Village now?" The stubble monitor was also puzzled. They have worked so hard to get here, but they can't give up.

"I think as long as you cross this cable bridge, I'm afraid it's not far from Barano Village." The old village head said, "This cable bridge was built in such a secret place. I'm afraid it was the place where the ancestors of the wolf god crossed the river and returned to Barano Village 800 years ago."

"Since your ancestors could return to Barano Village when they were alive, why didn't he go back by himself?" The Siberian war bear couldn't figure it out, so he asked.

"It was the eight brothers of the wolf god ancestors who betrayed the nine-striped dragon, so the wolf god ancestors felt ashamed of the nine-striped dragon. The expansion was finally surrounded by external forces and did not take down the world. He felt even more ashamed to go back. The ancients were all stubborn, and the psychology of the ancestors of the wolf god speculed by the old village head was right.

"Well, let's try to cross the Grand Canyon and go to the river early tomorrow morning." Luo Ning stained the maps as a whole, then rolled them up in a waterproof plastic bag and put them back in his arms.

"Ah, listen." It was almost dark. When they returned to the mouth of the cave, the stubble squad leader suddenly heard strange hiss in the cave. The sleeping Yu Xiangnan, Wang Dan and Xiao Jinzi were all woken up. They looked at the dark cave and suddenly felt something dangerous.

"Shouldn't it be those things?" Xiao Jinzi touched the wound on his body and suddenly felt a little scared. He quickly pulled up the drowsy Yu Xiangnan and hid behind Luo Ning, the stubble squad leader and others with his backpack.

Bats have poor eyesight and are afraid of the sun during the day. At night, they will come out to look for food and suck the blood of sleeping animals. Siberian war bears know too well about these vampire bats. The sound in the hole was getting closer and closer, and the sound was getting louder and louder. Everyone looked at Luo Ning.

The place where they are is located on the cliff, which is unavoidable. The only way to retreat is the cable bridge that has experienced 800 years of wind and frost.

The night is very bad for them. What should they do?

"It seems that we have to bet." Luo Ning resolutely decided, "Let's go to the cable bridge."

The sound in the cave is getting louder and louder, presumably those vampire bats have flown to the mouth of the cave. Everyone hurriedly followed Luo Ning to the cable bridge.