When the back disappeared into the sky, everyone was like a dream, motionless, looking at the empty distance in a daze.

The strange man who walked out of the vultures carried the corpse from the roof of the car, the corpse's messy hair was directly on the car window, and by the light of the overhead light, you could see that the wet hair was mixed with mud and weeds with blood, Fu Yu was the closest, and he saw it most carefully, but he always felt weird, and there was an indescribable strangeness.

The corpse's hair was long, reaching down to the hips, and the ends were stirred together, completely enveloping the upper body in it.

The hair was wiped around the car window with the shaking of the strange man, and a few strands of hair were scattered from it and hung down, revealing half of his empty and godless eyes, which frightened Mao Xiaoxi to scream loudly and hugged Luo Xiao tightly.

Fu Yu shrank his head back unfreely, but his eyes never took off the eyes on the window, thinking for a moment he finally understood where the uncomfortable feeling came from, towards them It should have been the back of the corpse's head, but now it was a straight face, thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

The overwhelming flock of vultures followed the footsteps of the strange man, but did not dare to approach, as if some force formed a natural barrier around him, so that the crazy vultures did not dare to approach easily, and the corpse on his shoulder was also drowned in the vultures, and the huge vulture flock carried them forward until they disappeared into the distance.

When was there an extra body on the roof of the car? Who is the corpse? Why did this weirdo resist this corpse? Do you want to call the police?

A series of thoughts flashed through Fu Yu's mind, the driver started the van, and everyone was silent, as if they had not recovered from what had just happened, and seemed to have reached a consensus.

There are a few white clouds scattered in the magnificent sky, low and heavy, delicate and smooth.

It didn't take long for Liu Jingnan to pick up the camera and take pictures like a nobody, but Fu Yu was not in the mood, and kept thinking about everything that happened just now, and the shadow of the corpse hung over his heart and lingered.

"The color has been reached."

The driver spoke again, put Fu Yu and his party out of the car, asked them to enter from where he fingered and waited for the bus, said goodbye to Tashi Delek, and then drove away without looking back.

A day's tiring journey, coupled with the strange things encountered, has long made people tired, the waiting place is built in the valley, only a small red house on the mountain can be seen in the distance, everyone does not seem particularly excited, just want to check in quickly, everything will wait for tomorrow.

Buses at the institute come to a stop, and the crowd of tourists on and off the buses is a mix of monks in vermilion robes, a little different from what is shown on television, with both male and female monks wearing yellow Buddhist hats shaped like dustpans.

The bus carrying a car of people slowly moved along the winding mountain road, turned a big bend to the left, and suddenly opened up, surrounded by mountains, rolling and undulating, and there was a commotion in the car, which was a unison of exclamations, marveling at everything in front of them.

Dense crimson cabins covered the surrounding hillsides for miles, and monks could be found everywhere in the red houses, and tourists came and went, but they seemed to be people from two worlds.

"Excuse me, let me go." Fu Yu turned sideways to give way to the monk who was squeezed over, and the monk in front of him folded his hands and bowed slightly: "Thank you......"

Fu Yu couldn't tell if the words were in Tibetan or Buddha, anyway, it must have meant something like thank you, and he nodded slightly to show friendship: "It's okay!" ”

This monk has the same plateau red as Luo Rong Daodeng, but his Mandarin is much stronger than him, he can barely hear his voice, his neck and face are covered with sweat, it stands to reason that it has rained today, even if there is still sun at the moment, but it is not particularly hot, but looking at the monk's robe that is tightly covered, it can be understood.

The monk who held the bracelet in his left hand and the Buddhist beads in his right hand breathed a long sigh of relief, quietly looked out the window, and after a while, he suddenly seemed to remember something, suddenly turned his head and stared at Fu Yu, his body subconsciously retreated and shivered, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes almost flew out, and the words that came to his mouth were stuffy into his throat.

The other monks noticed the strangeness of this person, and stood on tiptoe or raised their heads or looked at him, and then their eyes extended to Fu Yu beside him, as if they had seen a monster, their faces showed fear, and they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly, but they peeked with their spare eyes from time to time.

The tourists in the car, in addition to the few people who were with them, were infected by this emotion, intentionally or unintentionally with Fu Yu distanced, but it was not clear why, for a time the atmosphere in the car was like falling into an ice cellar, just at this time there were two monks on the side of the road beckoning, the car stopped again, the monks in the car invariably fled the car, the two monks who beckoned did not react, they were dragged away by them, still unwilling to look back, until they found Fu Yu, as if they had seen a ghost, honestly followed the team to bow their heads and walk away.

Until I got off the bus, the car never stopped, and slowly and leisurely shook through the majestic and magnificent scripture hall, shook over the monks' houses all over the mountains, and shook to the end of the trip.

The place to get off is called the mandala, which is as golden as the Great Scripture Hall, one on the top of the mountain and the other in the valley.

The tourists in the same car immediately dispersed like birds and beasts after getting off the bus, and the awkward atmosphere on the car disappeared in an instant.

Liu Jingnan's camera fell on his chest, jumped out of the car with his stuffed hiking bag on his back, and asked with a frown: "What's the situation with this horse?" How these little monks suddenly became weird. ”

Several people in the same group shook their heads, also puzzled.

"Don't worry about it so much, go in and rest." Su Yuqiao, who was wearing a fisherman's hat, said lazily, and Su Yan, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag beside him, expressed his approval frantically in his tired eyes.

"Okay..."Liu Jingnan shook his shoulders helplessly.

"But it's all here, why don't you go in and have a look?" He was instantly refreshed, and seemed to be in the spirit again, pointing with his chin to the mandala dozens of steps away.

The mandala looks like a burning flame from the outside, divided into three layers, and at the bottom is a circular corridor hanging a circle of prayer wheels, whether it is a tourist who hurries by, or a monk who walks slowly, will stretch out his right hand to touch the golden cylinder, leaving a string of creaking sounds, mixed with the murmuring Sanskrit sound, with the swirling incense gas, floating in this heaven and earth.

The second level can only see people circling above, and the third level is completely invisible.

Luo Xiao said: "It's better to say goodbye first, we'll stay here for two days, and we have time." Mao Xiaoxi on the side nodded frantically.

Fu Yu and Zhang Zhouke did not express their opinions, and according to the approval vote, it was also four to three, and Liu Jingnan had no choice but to give up.

Larung Gar Hotel is the only place in the institute that offers accommodation, and the environment is not too good, but it is also a good place, and you can see most of the institute from the door.

After a few people finished lodging, they went back to their rooms to rest, in fact, there were only two rooms, all of which were four-person rooms, one for four men and one for three women.

Fu Yu lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, his head was still thinking about the strange man and the corpse, so he waited until Liu Jingnan called everyone to eat, looked at his watch, just after seven o'clock, got up and washed his face, and then felt much more comfortable.

The sun sets, and the sky is full of red glow.

The evening sun is warm and comfortable, it is the most gentle time of the day, the golden roof of the Great Sutra Hall is spotless washed by the rain, the red house on the hillside is curling, and the smoke and smoke of the smoke pull two people who seem to be different worlds together, and the Buddhist Academy at this moment is like a blooming red lotus, showing everyone its most charming appearance.

The three girls walked in front and led the four old men down to find a place to eat, and when they saw a few places with similar shop signs on the lintels, they followed the monks and a few tourists inside.

"Do you have to take off your shoes after eating?" Su Yan and Liu Jingnan asked at the same time.

"It's better to take off your shoes than to not eat at all."

Liu Jingnan leaned against the wall with one hand, stepped on each other's heels and began to take off his shoes, Su Yan was still standing there: "I'm not afraid that I won't be able to eat, I'm afraid that you won't be able to eat if I take off my shoes." ”

Su Yuqiao held his forehead with one hand: "I forgot about this!" What can I do? No, you can find a restaurant that doesn't take off your shoes to eat. ”

Luo Xiao and Mao Xiaoxi, who rushed in, turned back again, looking embarrassed: "Wrong way, wrong way, this is the scripture hall where people take classes, not a place to eat, why don't you find a new one." ”

Due to the topography, the red house is not as regular as it seems, in addition to the steps that go straight up and down for the convenience of the repair, the road in between is also crooked, strolling on the street under the wall of the Great Scripture Hall, I found that the places that are not open to traffic are almost all paved with bluestone slabs, and the shady places are still a little dry, in this exotic place, adding a bit of Jiangnan tenderness.

I even looked for a few stores, but they were either sold out, or there were no three girls who liked to eat, and finally found one on the east side of the big scripture hall.

The shop is on the second floor, and a corner of the main hall is facing its main door.

Fu Yu finished eating first and walked out, it was too stuffy inside, standing at the door to blow the wind, the sunset was slowly falling along the wall of the Great Scripture Hall, the dim sunlight hit everything it could see, it seemed extraordinarily real, Fu Yu looked at the crowd on the street curiously.

It's him? The weirdo?

Fu Yu's gaze was drawn to a figure on the second floor not far away, and if his feeling was correct, that back figure was the weirdo who had upset him all afternoon.

How did he end up here?

The noisy streets gave Fu Yu the courage to lean over, but he still tiptoed close to the strange man, stopped a meter away from him, leaned against the railing with him, followed his gaze at the sunset, and asked faintly, "Are you the one who carried the corpse away?" Who are you? ”

The strange man still stared at the setting sun, and did not answer him, as if acquiescing: "There are some places where you don't come, it's really hard to imagine its existence." ”

Fu Yu was noncommittal, just gathering so many people in this desolate and sparsely populated place was not an easy task in itself, let alone a group of cultivators from all over the world seeking the Tao.

"That's not what I'm talking about." The strange man turned his back to him, but seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, and explained calmly, more like mockery.

Fu Yu was very strange: "Where is that?" ”

Little by little, the light filled his turned face, outlining the left side of his face, and replied in a still indifferent tone: "You'll know then." ”

Fu Yu was confused and didn't know what to do, so the strange man suddenly turned his head, stood up straight and went downstairs, leaving behind a sentence that only he could hear: "Don't trust anyone you see, including me." ”

Pretending to be profound? It's inexplicable......

"What are you doing here?" Fu Yu, who had no clue, was pulled back to reality by Liu Jingnan's voice: "Let's go, go back to sleep, everyone has finished eating." ”

Fu Yu, who took a bath, felt comfortable, decided not to think about it anymore, lay on the bed and fell asleep, and the corpse on the shoulder of the strange man repeatedly appeared in the dream, although the cloak was scattered, only half of his eyes were exposed, but Fu Yu always wanted to imagine what he looked like, and fell into a painful struggle.

The scene kept rewinding, the strange man was not there, the corpse was still lying quietly on the roof of the car, and he quietly walked over.

Closer, closer, the half of the eyes stared silently at the sky, without a hint of brilliance, and he was ready to brush aside the corpse's long, messy hair to see who it was.

The hand that plucked his hair hung in the air, and he realized that these eyes were not exactly what he looked like when he was usually distracted?