"This is the only exit from the ancient city and the only exit from the mountain..." Wenyao walked at the front with a candlestick. We followed behind her. The passage was spacious, with red beads on both sides.

"why is manjushawar here?" I can't help it.

"manjushaya should be the road of fire lighting between human and hell!" Wenyao in front of the light tunnel, "but out of here, and into here, it is not a way of fire?"

"manjusha is also called the other shore flower..." I said.

"yes," sighed Wenyao, "the flower on the other side, the flower opens on the other side, the leaves cannot be seen...