Chapter Thirty-Six: A Night Walk on the Barren Mountains

"Yaozi, wake up, wake up." An Kang lowered his body and reached out to push Jiang Yao, who was on the ground.

Jiang Yao jumped up suddenly, looked at the two people in front of him and said, "What about the temple?" ”

"What's that?" Shan Hang scratched his head and asked.

"Temples? I almost got crushed to death by a big pillar just now, hey, why am I okay? Jiang Yao was both a stroke and a spittle Xingzi's explanation, but the two people in front of him seemed to be watching a monkey play again.

"I'm lost, I think it's a ghost hitting the wall." Jiang Yao knew that his explanation was a lot of words.

"Hey, look at the sky, it's like a house." Ankang pointed to the sky not far away.

The eyes of the three of them immediately shifted. At this time, the sky was blood-colored and remnant, and the distant sky was hung with extremely magnificent fire clouds, which set off the sky with incomparably magnificent magnificence, as if to send off the departure of the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas.

And in the middle of this piece of red clouds, looming reveals a blood-red cloud composition, the edges and corners are not clear, looking at the careful concept, the oblique path of the main house, the eaves of the cave door, isn't it the small temple in the mountain?

Jiang Yao tried hard to recall his previous experience, but he didn't know anything, even remembered the existence of the Buddha, and the memory fragments in his mind seemed to have been lost on the day it happened, but what he could remember was the pillar that almost took his life.

If you really think about something you can't remember, it will become more and more painful. The misfortune of life is not that it has not been obtained, but that it has passed away before it has time to rejoice......

Jiang Yao didn't think about it anymore, the bizarre things were enough for him to slowly reminisce when no one was around.

"Where is there a house, what are the eyes of you two?" Shan Hang looked at it again and again, and even climbed to the cobblestone not far away, but he was annoyed with a fragrant mouth.

"No, no, let's go down the mountain." Jiang Yao looked at this brother and shook his head again and again.

"Hey, it's not too early to go back." Ankang shouted a persistent single flight.

As soon as Shan Hang was called, Ankang changed his mind again: "I said, we have been halfway through this walk, and we haven't stayed on the top of the mountain at night, why don't we go up and have a look, why don't we get together with the mountain guards, and we will spend the night?" ”

"Okay, that's a good idea, or you have a lot of intestines." Shan Hang and the fat man hit it off.

Although Jiang Yao was worried about the safety of the mountain at night, he was really embarrassed to refute the interest of the two, after all, he had delayed a lot of work on the mountain because of himself.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go up the mountain and hard to get down, but everyone knows that it's harder to go up the mountain at night than the sky. The three of them rediscovered the mountain road and walked along the mountain road, but there was no end.

Without waiting for the fat man to speak, the three of them tacitly rested on the side of the road together. With the vigilance of the last time, the three of them sat tightly, for fear of accidentally leaving anyone behind.

Just when Jiang Yao took out his mobile phone to search the map again, he found that there was still no signal.

"Brother Yao, don't look at it, there is not even a signal tower, how can there be a signal in the wilderness." An Kang lifted the long-sleeved clothes on his upper body and turned them up and down to bring a little cool breeze.

Jiang Yao put his phone in his backpack in annoyance.

"There's someone down there." Speaking of which, it is still the eyes of this lonely voyage that lacks tendons, and when he sees the faint flickering pale yellow light in the miscellaneous trees through the crooked mountain road, he concludes that it is a person.

The three of them waited for a long time, and finally waited for the light to approach. When I walked in, I thought that the old man who was stooping was hobbling with an old-fashioned large flashlight, emitting a faint orange light, and walked in the direction of the three of them going up the mountain.

"Grandpa, we're lost, can you take us out?" An Kang, who was standing in front, said.

But this old man who is seventy or eighty years away seems to have bad ears because the grade is too big, and he looked at the three outsiders in a daze.

"Uncle, we're lost, can we get out?" Shan Hang pushed Ankang away, and shouted in front of the old man's ear in a hurry.

"You guys, go down the mountain, it's too late, it's not safe, follow me up the mountain, and I'll go back tomorrow." The old man said with a flashlight in a trembling voice.

"It's really troublesome." Shan Hang leaned into his ear and shouted again.

Jiang Yao turned out to be the flashlight in the old man's hand, this is an old object in his childhood memory, but he didn't expect it to be heavy in his hand now.

The servants were very sensible, shining the flashlight in front of the old man, and followed the old man with pressed steps.

Every mountain keeper is the soul of the whole mountain, and the mountain keeper dedicates his life to a mountain with a life span of 10 million years, and the mountain keeper is the living map of the mountain. But mountains are longer than human life, thousand-year-old mountains are mountains, and thousand-year-old mountains are still mountains. As the most faithful watchmen of the mountains from generation to generation, the mountain guards have witnessed the prosperity and loneliness of the mountains, and the wonders and strange scenes; In the same way, the mountains also gave the mountain keepers a different kind of opportunity......

At this time, the three of them no longer had the previous fatigue, but looked extremely relaxed under the cool mountain breeze.

Walking to the top of the mountain, the sky was already completely dark, and Jiang Yao, who had little experience in the world, was more curious about how beautiful the mountain scenery was at night than Ankang and Shan Hang.

Standing on the top of the unreachable mountain, although there is no pride in climbing Mount Tai to see the small mountains, looking into the distance, looking at the ethereal stars in the night, but like a little starry star in the sky. Out of the flickering lights in the distance, there was endless darkness.

The sky at this moment is like the mountain at this moment.

The world of the Tianshan Mountains seems to be a dark curtain composed of dots of stars or people's lights.

At this time, Jiang Yao stood at the connection point between heaven and earth, as if he was standing on the side of a mirror.

The top of the mountain is different from the bottom of the mountain, and the night is different from the day. A gust of cold wind blew, blowing away all the memories of the summer heat, Jiang Yao looked at the sky under the mountain with nostalgia, and walked into the low house of the old man on the top of the mountain with satisfaction and trembling......