White Bone Monkey King

Buffalo Ridge.

There are many weird legends circulating in this place among the locals. As long as no one or any animal who has entered the Buffalo Ridge can come out alive.

The reason why this place is called Bison Ridge is because when the weather is good, if you stand on a high place, you can see many yak bones lying deep in the mountain.

People speculate that there are so many bison bones here because there is no human activity or damage in the bison ridge, the water and grass are abundant, and the number of wild yaks on the plateau is large, so from time to time, wild yaks will stray into it and eat greedily, and then never come back. , turned into white beef bones.

Some people even say that there is a Death Valley deep in Buffalo Ridge, where the gate to hell opens on earth!

Bison Ridge is said to be a mountain, but in fact there is no shrub forest here. The plateau is high and cold, the air is thin, and the land is barren. Most places are grassland. For example, Bison Ridge has only meadows without tall shrubs.

And because the air on the plateau is thin, even at the end of the rainy season, the meadows on the Bison Ridge grow tender and green, but these meadows are not tall and rarely cover people's ankles, so the interference to people is limited, so Jin'an After entering the bison ridge, the old Taoist priest advanced very quickly and went deep into the bison ridge smoothly.

It is said to be Bison Ridge, but it is actually a series of mountains. Thanks to the gentle mountains and meadows here, it is not easy for people to lose their way.

As we were walking, suddenly, the old Taoist priest stopped and said, "It seems that this is the bison skeleton that the monks at Renzeng Temple were talking about."

Following his gaze, the barren mountains and grasslands were illuminated at dusk, like an endless meadow dyed red with blood, and one animal corpse after another fell on the mountain.

I saw several animal bones everywhere I looked, including cows and horses, and most of them were yak bones. The two huge curved horns on their heads pointed to the sky above them, which was very eye-catching, as if they were telling them that they were dead. Very resentful.

No wonder the locals call this place Buffalo Ridge.

However, these cows and horses had been dead for a long time, and the specific cause of death could no longer be determined.

"Little brother, do you think there really is Death Valley deep in Buffalo Ridge, the gateway to hell?"

"Don't tell me. When I was outside, I felt that something was wrong here. Once I entered the mountain, the sense of foreboding and coldness became even stronger. I felt that this Buffalo Ridge was definitely not simple. "The old Taoist priest said it seriously.

Anyone who is not blind can tell at a glance that this Buffalo Ridge is unusual. Jin An glanced at the serious old man and said: "Listening to your words is like listening to your words."

After saying that, Jin An took the sheep and moved on.

Old Taoist priest: "?"

"Little brother, wait for me, old Tao... I always feel that little brother, you are scolding me, but I can't think of what point, little brother, you are scolding me."

The old Taoist priest turned his head and looked at the quiet wilderness, holding the horse's reins and nervously catching up with Jin An.

But after walking in the Buffalo Ridge for a while, people were out of breath from exhaustion. The old Taoist priest looked at Jin An who was walking in front: "Little brother, you can't even walk out of breath, huh, huh, I don't know why, I'm here, old Taoist." This bison ridge is particularly easy to tire of, and the further we walk, the more difficult it becomes to breathe..."

The old Taoist priest was not exaggerating. Jin'an's breath was indeed stable all the way, and no heavy breathing was heard. On the contrary, the old Taoist priest, the sheep, and the horse were all breathing heavily from exhaustion.

All this is naturally because Jin An is a martial arts practitioner and can control breath better than ordinary people.

Hearing the old Taoist priest's breathless voice, Jin An stopped.

It was rare for him to stop and rest. The old Taoist priest immediately took a few deep breaths of air. His lungs got clear air again, and even his groggy head felt a lot more relaxed: "Little brother... Huh, Huh... Let's rest where we are... Huh... Old Master, I I really can’t walk anymore, huh huh..."

At this time, even Shayang who was following Jin An snorted heavily as if complaining, then sat down on the ground and refused to leave.

At this moment, the sky above had completely darkened.

It was pitch black on the Bison Ridge. Except for the cold plateau wind blowing through the barren mountains and meadows, and the pastures suppressing the rustle of people falling down, the barren mountains and ridges were eerily quiet.

Jin An nodded and asked the old Taoist priest to stay where he was and rest. He went to look around to see if there were any clues about Master Luo Sang and the others. With so many people traveling together, there would be no traces on the road.

Jin An still felt relieved to leave the silly sheep together to protect the old Taoist priest.

This silly sheep is smarter than humans.

…

With the opportunity to act alone, Jin An explored the surrounding area very quickly, and gradually encountered more and more bison bones along the way. Unexpectedly, there was actually a huge valley in the deepest part of the bison ridge.

The valley is very huge, like a ravine carved out of the mountains. From time to time, muffled thunder and light can be heard deep in the valley.

At our feet we could hear the sound of the rushing river.

It's just that it's dark, so it's impossible to see clearly the entirety of this huge valley and the rapids of the river below.

While he was looking for the way down the valley, he suddenly made a new discovery. He found unburned cow dung cakes in one place.

He reached out and touched the cow dung cake. It was no longer warm, indicating that it was not left today. After carefully observing the surrounding details, he found that the cow dung cake was very dry, and the grass inside was still fresh, indicating that it had been left recently. Since it rained, it has neither become moldy due to rain nor damaged by the scorching plateau sun.

"Could it be left behind by Master Luosang and the others?"

"It seems that they not only entered Buffalo Ridge, but also descended into Death Valley... What exactly did they encounter? How did they chase the terrifying white shadow all the way into Death Valley? Who slaughtered the villagers of Jianre Village?"

Jin An stopped for a while, then picked up a few pieces of cow dung cake and headed back the way he came, intending to pick up the old Taoist priest.

…

He came back much faster, but when he found the old Taoist priest, he saw that the old Taoist priest, the silly sheep, and the horse all fell to the ground, and there was an extinguished bonfire in front of the old Taoist priest, and at the feet of the old Taoist priest Dried meat fell to the ground.

Jin An's expression changed.

The first reaction was to be attacked!

Fortunately, after checking the body, we found that everyone, the sheep and the horse were still breathing and had body temperature, but they were just passed out.

"Old Taoist, old Taoist, wake up, don't sleep!"

Thanks to him coming back early and barking, he finally woke up one person, one sheep, and one horse. Otherwise, the air here is thin and the temperature difference between day and night is large. People can easily lose their body temperature and fall asleep directly in their dreams.

When the old Taoist priest woke up from his sleep and listened to Jin An's description, he was so shocked that cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was completely awakened from his sleep.

Jin An frowned and asked, "Old Taoist, why did you all suddenly fall asleep?"

The old Taoist priest didn't know whether he was frightened just after leaving the Gate of Hell or was caused by the lack of oxygen on the plateau. His face turned pale and he gasped and replied: "The old Taoist doesn't know... I just feel that people get tired easily and have difficulty breathing after entering the Buffalo Ridge. I unloaded the sack containing firewood from the sheep's back. I originally wanted to light a fire to keep warm, and roast the dried meat for my little brother to eat when he came back...But the firewood here couldn't burn, and it went out very quickly..."

"After repeating it a few times, I felt more tired... I just wanted to take a rest, and as soon as I relaxed... I fell asleep unconsciously..."

The old Taoist priest was not stupid. He immediately understood what was going on and his face became serious: "The terrain here is lower than that of the ancient Zhangxiong Kingdom, but the physical exertion is faster than that in the ancient Zhangxiong Kingdom. I was out of breath before walking very far. The difficulty, the veteran understands, is that the air here must be thinner than outside, which can also explain why the bonfire can never be lit!"

Jin An nodded thoughtfully, and then took out the unburned cow dung cakes he found: "Yes, when I saw these unburned cow dung cakes, I had the same guess as you, the old Taoist priest."

He also told the old Taoist priest about the discovery in the depths of Buffalo Ridge and the Death Valley. The old Taoist priest exclaimed repeatedly, saying that there really is a gate to hell in this world, and living people who approach the gate of hell will be killed. Hell seduces souls?

Jin An looked up in the direction of Death Valley, but he couldn't see anything but darkness here. He pondered and shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be some kind of hellish seduction, nor some kind of demon cannibalism. What we saw along the way. Those bones of cattle and horses should all be the same as the old Taoist priests just now. They were caused by drowsiness caused by the thin air, and finally died of body temperature imbalance caused by the large temperature difference between day and night."

"As for why the air here is thinner than outside and makes people more tired and sleepy, it should be related to the low-pressure thunderclouds deep in Death Valley."

The old Taoist priest could understand it at first, but after hearing it, he became confused and a little confused: "What is low... what is low?"

Jin An didn't explain too much in detail, he just said casually: "This is just like when people feel heavy breathing, suffocation, palpitations and panic during thunderstorms, it's the same truth."

Although the old Taoist priest still had a vague understanding of what he heard, fortunately he had traveled all over the country and had seen a lot. Jin An immediately understood what was going on after giving an example. He frowned and thought: "Little brother, you are saying that it is related to the abnormal weather deep in the Buffalo Ridge. ?”

Jin An still stared into the depths of the night sky and nodded: "I can understand it that way for the time being."

The old Taoist priest extended a thumbs up and praised: "Little brother, you are still amazing. You can use a vivid example to explain the bizarre mystery of Buffalo Ridge so that people can understand it at first glance."

But as soon as he finished speaking, another and bigger doubt arose in the mind of the old Taoist priest: "The terrifying white Yin body belongs to the most yin thing in heaven and earth, while the thunder light is the most yang thing in heaven and earth, and is designed to kill evil things. Why is it still there?" Risking your life in the depths of Buffalo Ridge, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Jin An frowned and looked at the night sky in the distance: "It seems that something big is going to happen deep in the Buffalo Ridge! Even the terrifying white shadow and all the eminent monks of Renzeng Temple are rushing there!"