The ridge of Mount Everest, the storm swept the snow, and the cold was biting.

A young man crawled hard, his face was pale and his lips were bloodless, but his pupils always burst out with a strong belief in survival.

Suddenly, there was a roar around, like thunder rolling, the ridge suddenly shook violently, and the surging snow waves surged up like a fall of the gorge and river, lifting the boy up.

The boy only felt that he was rolling and colliding uncontrollably as if he was wrapped in stones and stir-frying in ice and snow.

"Bang!"

The boy suddenly felt empty under his feet, and then he fell freely, falling heavily on a rock.

"Am I dead? Or... fell into the Netherworld Hell?"

The boy endured the severe pain and opened his eyes slightly. A beam of light above him made his eyes swell and painful.

"Bang!"

A snowball as big as a watermelon fell heavily to the boy's head, and the sputtered snow particles made his cheek sting.

"It hurts! I can still feel the pain. Am I still alive?"

The boy tried his best, opened his eyes wide, and looked along the only ray of light. He saw a narrow hole above his head, three stories high.

"Is it lucky or unfortunate that I didn't fall to death at such a high height?"

The boy smiled bitterly in his heart. After three days of fear, he seemed to have become numb to fear.

"Gugu..."

The young man's stomach was heard. He had not yet eaten his grain of rice for three days and was relying on the snow to fill his hunger.

The boy used all his strength and turned his head left and right twice, and it was pitch black all around. It must have fallen into a cave, and the top of his head might be the only exit.

"It's over, I'm really dead now."

The boy gasped heavily, and he was afraid, and he was unwilling to accept it. He had not finished his studies, had not yet fallen in love, had not traveled around the world, had not done anything, and had to die like this, starved to death and freeze to death, turning into a zombie, lying in this damn hole, maybe he would never be seen by anyone.

"No, I don't want to die, I'm going out, I'm going to live..."

The boy muttered, struggled hard, and a strong survival ignited in his desperate eyes.

The boy rushes his teeth and uses all his strength to climb up with difficulty. Suddenly, he sees a plant that he has never seen before growing in the cracks of the rock in front of him. At the top, there is a fruit the size of an egg, which is red and slightly fragrant.

The boy's eyes were red, and he immediately rolled and crawled, picked it off, and bit it voraciously.

A stream of warm body fluid flowed down the esophagus, like a dry and cold desert, moistened by warm rain. The boy felt unprecedentedly comfortable and his strength recovered a little.

The boy crawled up and glanced around, hoping to find an exit to escape from this dark and gloomy deep cave.

"How...how is it possible?"

Suddenly, the boy trembled all over, his expression was horrified and stunned, as if he had seen the most incredible scene in his life.

In front of the young man were two huge stone statues of the head. When you look closely, you will find that they are ancient gods and ancient Buddha statues.

God cannot see what kind of god it is, and Buddha cannot see what kind of Buddha it is, but one god and one Buddha embrace each other tightly.

The boy appeared, and he actually landed on the fingertips of the Buddha statue.

The boy was completely shocked. It took him a long time to come to his senses, bent down carefully, and looked down.

The huge statues of gods and Buddhas are hidden in the bottomless cave, like a huge ferocious beast from hell, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing the stone statues of gods and Buddhas.

The boy's mind was trembling violently and he was at a loss. Such a huge stone statue of gods and Buddhas embracing each other was not created by human power.

"Who is hiding such a strange stone statue of gods and Buddhas in Mount Everest?"

In a trance, the boy felt a burning heat coming from his abdomen, like a volcanic explosion, rushing straight to his head, suddenly feeling dizzy, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.

At this moment, countless gravel and snow on the ridge completely covered up the only light remaining above the cave.

Everything has returned to darkness, as if there is a mysterious power that quietly covers up all the truth.

...

In 1912, an ascetic monk picked up a bronze ware in the Himalayas. A Buddha and a god hugged each other tightly, making it difficult to separate. The ascetic monk felt that it was harmful to the Buddhist rituals, so he abandoned it in the abyss of Mount Everest;

In 2oo8, a huge wandering star appeared in the deep space of the universe, which looked like the ancient gods and Buddhas in Eastern mythology. The gods and Buddhas were hugged tightly, lonely and mysterious. Researchers believed that this was a provocation of God's authority, so they kept this matter secretly;

...

The embrace of gods and Buddhas is the beginning of the secret!
Chapter completed!