Chapter 642: The Vast Snow Field (Sixty-Four)
Tenzin said and glanced at Wangdui, clearly meaningful.
Wangdui Wu lowered his eyes and did not move.
The sudden development was beyond everyone's expectations.
Not only did the priestess on Tenzin's side stare at Shen Nishang tightly, but even all the elders of the opposite branch also showed surprise, and Shen Nisheng's companions, Luo Cai Sai Gorang, who knew the side language, were also stunned and surprised on their faces.
Although Tenzin is as fierce as fire, it is not that his brain is not bad, and after sweeping Wangdui's expression at a glance, he quickly swept towards Shen Nisheng's side, and after sweeping everyone's first reaction in his eyes, a kind of uncertainty also rose in his heart.
If nothing else, with his eyesight, it is certain that whether this woman is true or not, at least not complicit in others.
"The eagle can't fly to Tianzhu Mountain...... But he can fly to his hometown. Shen Nishang didn't seem to hear Tenzin's questioning, on her beautiful face, her eyes were calm and indifferent, and the faint moonlight and snow light seemed to seep into these autumn eyes.
And Shen Nishang's sudden sentence that seemed to be boundless made Tenzin feel like a huge shock!
"Patriarch Tenzin, do you remember this?" Shen Nishang stared at Tenzin, and his faint apricot eyes swelled with complexity again, "On the day you left, you dragged his arm and refused to let him go, and the last sentence he said to you was this, and he also said, he said, the little snow cow's tail is glued, I don't know you...... Are you still happy?"
Tenzin's whole body trembled, and at first it was just a slight, and it became more and more intense!
After Shen Nishang asked the last sentence, the vicissitudes of life were no longer resolute as before, and big tears soaked out of his eyes with the violent trembling rhythm of his body, and the whole person seemed to be ten years old in an instant, almost unable to stand, making people feel that he was only afraid that he would cry out loud in the next moment!
Tenzin had just turned seventy-four, nearly ten years younger than Elder Gyatso, but he looked older than Gyatso just by his appearance.
Obviously, even if you are the head of a family, life has not been easy over the years.
Such a face is like tears falling like rain, which is naturally far from descriptions such as "pear blossoms with rain and moving", but at this moment, looking at his old face, the trembling but strong upright figure makes people sympathize.
Wangdui's eyes moistened, and he instinctively took half a step forward, his trembling lips trembling a few times, and finally stopped.
Shen Nishang also had red eyes.
Compared with others, listening to Gongga's soul for more than half an hour, she naturally felt more directly, felt more, and was more empathetic.
Tenzin lost his mother when he was a child, and his father, the former patriarch of the Snow Clan, was concerned about the plight of the Snow Tribe, and had no time to take care of anything else. Tenzin is Gongga's nephew, the younger Gongga is more than ten years old, it can be said that he is more than ten years older than his uncle Gongga, who is also a father, a mother and a brother, a teacher and a friend...... Before Tenzin was a minor, the Snow Clan fell apart, and then Gongga left, and the Snow Clan's plight intensified, and there was no happiness again.
It may be difficult for others to understand, but from what Gongga said, Shen Nishang can understand Tenzin's feelings for Gongga.
That was the most important warm attachment in Yu Tenzin's life in the suffering of the He tribe.
In the long suffering that followed, this warm attachment also turned into an obsession under the heavy weight of responsibility day after day.
Therefore, after succeeding as the patriarch, he turned this obsession into resentment towards Wangdui for the departed clansmen, and ordered all the clansmen to sever ties with the branch and never have any contact.
This one is really too superb, and it's too unkind.
Although it is none of his business, it is undeniable that at the beginning, Shen Nishang did not have a good impression of Tenzin's extreme nature.
Although the previous patriarch also insisted on his opinion, he at least acquiesced to the branch exchanges.
Tenzin, on the other hand, is too paranoid and intense.
But seeing the old man who was crying silently and almost couldn't help himself at the moment, Shen Nishang suddenly felt understandable.
There are tens of millions of people and thousands of things in the world.
There is no forgiveness for bad people to do bad things.
But sometimes the former is more acceptable than good people doing wrong things.
But looking at Tenzin in front of her, she suddenly felt that sometimes, some wrong things were not unforgivable.
How long a person's life is, some unbeautiful may be the most beautiful scenery in that person's life if they are traced back to the roots.
Tenzin slowly stopped his tears, straightened up, and turned his attached gaze in the direction of the altar, his throat still choked, and said with difficulty: "He, how is he......? Why, why didn't you die? But what's the problem?"
No one interjected, and everyone who wanted to ask questions automatically left the opportunity to Tenzin.
"I don't know if he's good or bad right now. Shen Nishang hesitated, "I can hear what he wants to say, but he can't seem to hear me, the deceased soul doesn't seem to be in the space we are, what I hear is probably what he is most obsessed with and wants to say." ”
Hearing this, Tenzin's body trembled again, but he insisted: "Then what else did he say?"
Shen Nishang looked up at the sky, and the crescent moon had already swam into the clouds.
The time has passed.
Thinking back on her previous experience, she had some conjectures in her heart.
When she first got the lotus, she didn't have a special feeling at first, it should be related to the same time, and then it should be when she arrived, the moment when the yin and yang were crossed, she heard the voice from the lotus.
It's not exact to say that it came, but it was just a feeling, and it made her feel that the owner of the voice was in the lotus.
Later, Gongga's words also confirmed this.
This is an indescribable strange feeling, the voice of the soul seems to come from another latitude space, Gongga's voice is gentle and empty, he seems to be able to feel the breath of Shen Nishang.
Gongga did talk a lot to Shen Nisheng, but he couldn't communicate, so everything he said was like he was talking to himself.
Then, as time passed, Gongga's voice became quieter and quieter, and finally became indistinct until it disappeared.
Gongga's recounting is mostly memories of his life in the clan and the plight of the Snow Clan, which makes him bitter and confused, and finally he decides to go to the Holy Lake. In Gongga's memories, in addition to worrying about the future of the Snow Clan, there are two people he mentions the most.
The former is Tenzin, while the latter is Ling Wen.
He couldn't rest assured that the clansmen would be able to survive in Tianzhu Mountain. Shen Nishang glanced at Wangdui and turned his gaze to Tenzin, "He asked the Snow God and the Ancestors for guidance from the Holy Lake, do you want to hear it?"
This time, Tenzin did not question it at all: "You say!"
"On the shore of the holy lake, on the top of the snow-capped mountains, thousands of mountains are unbroken, thousands of waters are inseparable, as long as the hearts are together, the inheritance of the snow god will never be broken. Shen Nishang whispered softly.
All the Snow Clan people were shocked, and then they were stunned, looking at each other in a daze.