After arriving at XZ, they did not rush into the mountain, but chose to live in a small village nearby. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Their original plan was to find a local guide to take them into the mountain, which was much better than going into the mountain without them knowing anything.

After staying in the village, Zhong Shao prepared to go up the mountain with Yan Feng the next day to see the general situation.

The two of them kept walking along the path pointed out by the old hunter in the village, and after walking for more than half an hour, they slowly reached the edge of the village, when Zhong Shao saw a temple at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

The influence of Tibetan Buddhist culture in ZG is still very great, so when he saw that temple, although Zhong Shao paid special attention to it, he didn't think too much about what was different about this temple.

Zhong Shao and Yin Feng walked all the way up the mountain road, the scenery along the way was in full view, many of the scenery was something Zhong Shao had never seen, and seeing those unseen scenery made Zhong Shao's heart feel very comfortable.

In the past, in Zhong Shao's heart, the most ideal life was traveling.

Travel is not tourism, it requires you to be on the road all the time, there is no today, and now Zhong Shao thinks about it, isn't he actually traveling? It's just that the cost of his trip is relatively high.

Whether it was before or now, Zhong Shao never takes photos, he doesn't need to record anything for himself to remember later, because every second in his life is special and precious, and he doesn't need to waste a second of time to remember the beauty of the last second.

No matter how good it is, it doesn't need to.

Zhong Shao looked at the continuous glacier in the distance, and said softly: "Yan Feng, after so many years, what do you think about this matter?" ”

Yan Feng looked down at the road intently, and after a while, he spoke: "It's far from the end. ”

Hearing Yan Feng's words, Zhong Shao turned his head abruptly and said, "What do you mean?" ”

Yan Feng suddenly sighed and said, "Zhong Shao, I won't hide it from you now. ”

"How?" Zhong Shao moved his wrist and asked.

"Remember what we saw in our respective stone houses?" Yan Feng opened his mouth and said, "After I went in, one of the things I saw was a palace. ”

"And then?" Zhong Shao frowned.

"I guess that palace is where we will eventually go, where perhaps all the mysteries and things will be solved and there will be an ending." Yan Feng opened his mouth and said, "Because that palace is so special, as long as you look at it, you will never forget it." ”

"What's so special?" Zhong Shao asked.

"It'...... It wasn't built on the ground," Yan Feng thought for a moment and said, "That's right, what I saw in the mirror at the time was a floating palace, and I believe what I saw with my eyes, that palace was floating in the sky, very magnificent. ”

Zhong Shao frowned, and asked with some puzzlement, "Floating palace, sky city?" ”

"What the hell are you talking about," Yan Feng said a little speechlessly, "maybe that palace is the place where the eight stones come together, and the place where the door to another world is opened." ”

"Don't talk about these things," Zhong Shao shook his head and continued, "Brainless, let's go to the temple in front and have a look." ”

Yin Feng nodded, and the two of them walked together towards the temple at the foot of the mountain.

Standing at the gate of the temple, Zhong Shao gently buckled the door, and then waited quietly.

Not long after, an old monk opened the door of the temple, and after learning that Zhong Shao and Yin Feng had come to worship the Buddha, he let them in.

After Zhong Shao entered the temple, he knelt in front of the Buddha, closed his eyes, and prayed sincerely.

Although he is an atheist, it is better to believe in some things sometimes.

"Two donors," the old monk said with a kind smile, "I see that the two donors have an extraordinary eyebrow and an extraordinary atmosphere, I don't know what you have to do when you come to the small temple?" ”

"I'm sorry to bother you, the two of us have nothing to do, we just want to come over and worship a Buddha." Zhong Shao said softly.

"That's strange," the old monk showed a strange smile on his face, and said, "The small temple has never had a good reputation, and the incense is not prosperous, I wonder why the two donors don't go to those big temples to worship the Buddha?" ”

"When it comes to worshipping the Buddha, sincerity is the spirit. Some people are the Buddha in the big temple, and some people are the Buddha in the small temple. Zhong Shao said softly, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"The little donor has a wisdom root, but let the old man say more," the old monk said, "The murderous aura on your body is too heavy, but I see that the little donor is a kind-hearted person, dare to ask why the little donor is like this?" ”

"There is injustice in my heart." Zhong Shao said softly.

"What's injustice?" The old monk asked, "What's the injustice in the world?" It's not the others who are unhappy, it's your own heart. ”

Zhong Shao exhaled a long breath and said softly: "I understand the truth, but understanding and letting go are two different things. ”

The old monk smiled and said nothing, there was only so much he could say.

"I saw a child just now, but he didn't seem to pay much attention to us, and dared to ask......" Zhong Shao suddenly shut up and stopped talking after saying this.

"Nanbei is an orphan, when I was a child, I was left at the gate of the temple on a snowy day, I picked it up, although my life was saved, but my eyes can no longer see." The old monk said helplessly.

"If you don't mind, I hope I can help him." Zhong Shao said softly.

"Nanbei has met a nobleman, I thank you for him." The old monk spoke, "Nanbei, come here—"

A little boy about seven or eight years old slowly approached the wall and stood quietly to the side.

"North and South, thank you to these two donors." The old monk spoke.

Under the guidance of the old monk, the little boy bowed to Zhong Shao and said in a childish voice, "Thank you, two donors. ”

Zhong Shao shook his head and didn't speak, for no reason, his mood suddenly became a little heavy.

"Then let's take our leave first, and when we finish our work, we will send someone to pick up Nanbei for surgery." Zhong Shao said softly.

"Thank you, Nanbei, send the two donors out." The old monk spoke.

"It's okay, let's just go by ourselves." Zhong Shao said.

"I'll send you," Nanbei said, "it doesn't matter, I'm familiar with this place, and I won't fall." ”

Zhong Shao nodded, and let Nanbei take himself out outside.

The way out was not the same as the way in, they chose to walk out of the backyard when they went out, but as soon as they arrived in the backyard, Zhong Shao was completely surprised by what he saw.

Extremely surprised. (To be continued.) )