Chapter 47: The Village

The Dunhuang long-distance bus station is full of people, and the noisy sounds of tourists and travelers are everywhere, sometimes mixed with the smell of Master Kong's instant noodles.

"Heh, these are all student dolls." Lao Jin also soaked a bowl of noodles and squatted on the road, sucking and scanning his eyes back and forth with his eyes to visit the student girls who came to Dunhuang in a group during the summer vacation. Occasionally, there are one or two beautiful and coolly dressed ones, and they stare at people desperately, and they can't keep an eye on two pieces of meat. I was not ashamed to be discovered, and grinned, so scared that the little girl thought that she had met some station idiot, and she didn't dare to speak.

Senior Brother Xu Feng and I are happy to watch jokes.

From Dunhuang through Zhangye, it is the most common route to enter Zhuoer Mountain, and it has always been the best cover to take the tourist route. The armor is wrapped in plastic products, and the machine generally cannot detect the metal inside, and it can pass the security check in a bright and bright way.

The geographical location of Zhuoer Mountain is very special, not because of the beautiful scenery, but because of its open vision, it is convenient for me to determine the way into the Qilian Mountain behind it.

The second master got on the same bus as us in Zhangye, and it was the next morning when he arrived at Zhuoer Mountain.

"Niu, I said that if we don't let the two of us rest, it's too tiring to rush like this." Lao Jin was tired, and he didn't want to go into the mountain to say anything, so he sat on the ground and played tricks. The second master is very personable, and he took a small horse from his backpack and sat aside to drink water, which is in stark contrast to Lao Jin, who is hanging.

I gestured to my brother to borrow a place to speak.

"The village below is the last place to stay, let's rest there for a few days and prepare the utensils, you should be fine staying here alone, right?"

Xu Feng nodded and said, "I'm answering outside, although you don't say it, but it feels like it should be a dangerous place, you pay attention, if it doesn't work, hurry out." ”

The village is far away from the winding mountain road, and it is not the kind of village with developed transportation and modern construction. It still retains the unique customs of ethnic minorities. Located in the middle of nowhere, I couldn't find the direction even on the Baidu map, and I asked a lot of locals wearing Tibetan clothes along the way to barely find a way to the village.

I thought my memory was wrong, but there wasn't that village.

After a long delay on the road like this, Lao Jin's physical strength was on the verge of collapse, and even a young man like me felt unbearable.

Find a place to stay, have a good rest, and then wake up and it's time for dinner.

As the only guest in the village, the hospitality was also very rich. I also habitually ask about the customs and legends here, and the hurried journey was not arranged by myself, as long as this person does not worry about it, it is difficult for him to remember the road he has walked.

"We rarely have guests here." The borrowed house was one of the few people in the village who knew Chinese, and it was clear that our strange combination was very interesting.

"I'm here for a tour." Lao Jin's brainless answer is not credible.

"A few years ago, there were people who came here, batch by batch, with a convoy, and the accent sounded like Shaanxi, you should be too, right? Why didn't I see any luggage. The young man was very observant. To say that a few years ago, it was probably the second master's subordinates who investigated the case of that year.

"Are you returning college students?" I didn't answer the previous stubble, I wanted to get around it.

"No, I didn't get in, there are still a few acres of land in the village, Ah Xiang came back to the village to introduce me, and I haven't read much." The young man seemed to be very frank.

"How many years has your village been here?"

"The people here are all old people who have lived for generations, probably before the Qing Dynasty." "I've heard my grandfather talk about it." The young man added. "It's not a coincidence that you came here, I know that you must be going to enter Qilian Mountain when you come here, but in recent years, I don't know what's going on, even if we locals enter the mountain, they will have accidents, either missing or injured, you are just a few people, it's too dangerous."

"Wasn't there a similar situation before?"

"There are, but the scope does not involve the section of the road that the villagers often walk, and in the past, there would be some obstacles on the way for believers to go to the temple, and the injury must be due to lack of piety. It is not a south-eastern tourist passage, and most of them prefer to go around the Great Winter Tree Pass from the southwest to the Alec Great Temple, which is the path of worship and means the purest faith. ”

It's that road, but I have the impression that it not only leads to the Arou Temple in the southeast, but also the only place to enter the Nine Heavens Xuannu Niangniang Temple in Qilian Mountain.