Soon, Song Hao was no longer entangled, he found that there were two corpses alone in front of the pile of corpses, and when he walked over, it was Uncle Wu and Li Zheng.

Uncle Wu has a clear bullet hole in his temple, he should have committed suicide, Song Hao knows Uncle Wu, according to his character, he will not be captured, he has the unique temperament of that generation of soldiers, as a soldier, he will not allow himself to be captured.

Uncle Wu's eyes were wide open, Song Hao could see the unwillingness in Uncle Wu's heart, with the wealth of the country, just to return to the peak of the past, sometimes Song Hao felt that Uncle Wu was very pitiful, he had been living in the shadow of his past, he couldn't come out, and he didn't want to come out.

Sometimes Song Hao was thinking, what kind of magic power was there at that time, with Uncle Wu being so obsessed, he had to exchange his life for it.

Li Zheng was lying on the ground, his expression was a little hideous, Song Hao looked at Li Zheng with cold eyes, so many people died because of him, Zhao Lingyun, Nie Zhen, Luosang, Ah Hao and Uncle Wu, and everyone lying here, without his informant, they would not have died.

Song Hao pressed the idea of poking Li Zheng with a knife a few more times, and finally glanced at the corpses all over the place, maybe in the future, they would be washed down the cliff under the snow slope in an avalanche, no one knew the traces they left here, only their families grieved alone.

Song Hao walked towards the ice wall and came to the entrance of the dark cave, but stopped.

Can he really just walk away?

When he goes back, he can go abroad with Wang Qi and the mother of the child, stay away from these struggles of right and wrong, and live a happy life without fighting with the world.

But what about the families of those who died!

Song Hao has been to the real cave and knows the secret of reversing history, which has always been in his body, and only he can change history and change the fate of these people.

Go back or stay!

Stay and change history, then he will say goodbye to everything in the present and face the unknown future.

Song Hao fell into a contradiction in his heart.

After pondering for a long time, Song Hao decided to stay.

Although the history of change is unknown, no matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than the current situation, and these people should be given a chance to start over.

For yourself.

How can one person's happiness be compared with the fate of dozens of people, people can't be too selfish.

Song Hao made up his mind and resolutely turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cave on the snow slope.

Coming to the entrance of the cave, blood clots that had formed ice crystals could still be seen on the snow, Song Hao took out the sleeping bag and put it in the snow cave blown up by Nie Zhen, this snow cave blown out by the blaster was more than three meters long, and there was no problem for people to lie in it.

Song Hao got into the sleeping bag, glanced at the outside world with a complicated expression, and slowly closed the zipper of the sleeping bag.

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I don't know how long it took, Song Hao felt a chill on his face, opened his eyes in a daze, and he saw himself falling on the snow, and several children in Tibetan costumes next to him were hitting him with snowballs, and the cold was the result of snowballs hitting his face.

Where is this?

Song Hao shook his head hard to make himself more sober, and when those children saw him wake up, they all ran away in fright, only an older boy was still stubbornly throwing him with a snowball on the spot.

He saw himself in a greasy Tibetan robe, with the smell of wine in his mouth, and struggled to his feet as he tapped the child's snowball with his hand.

When the boy saw him standing up, he did not throw him with a snowball, but stared at him with a pair of clear, bright eyes.

"That day! Why do you drink too much? ”

At this moment, an old voice came from the side.

Song Hao turned his head and saw that two people not far away were riding horses, slowly walking towards this side, and it was one of the older men who spoke.

"Grandpa Loden!"

The boy shouted respectfully at the old man.

The old man smiled at the boy and shouted at Song Hao.

"That day! Thank you Lausanne, haven't you drunk too much again, I think you will freeze to death in the snow sooner or later! ”

Song Hao had already awakened part of his memory at this time, and knew that he was now in a small village named Gomo under Mushi Mountain, and the old man in front of him was called Luo Deng, who was the village chief of Gomo Village, but he didn't have the slightest impression of the people next to Old Luo Deng.

It was a middle-aged man in a Tibetan robe, who should also be a Tibetan looking at him with a very unfriendly look.

The old man reprimanded Song Hao and ignored him, and said to the boy named Luosang.

"Little Lausanne, this distinguished guest has come to find your father, take him to your house!"

After speaking, he said to the middle-aged man next to him.

"Comrade Gyatso! Little Lausanne will take you to his father! ”

"Thank you, Village Chief Loden!"

The middle-aged man named Gyatso thanked the elder Loden and urged his horse to follow Lobsang who had already gone home.

Song Hao looked at the backs of Gyatso and Xiao Lobsang in the distance, and his head began to turn rapidly.

The time he intended to go back was May 1980, which was just before his father's team went up the mountain, and his original plan was just to find his father Song Haitao and tell him some information about the situation in the team, so that he could be on guard early.

He believed that his father, if he had known some information in advance, he would have been able to solve those hidden dangers according to his father's ability and courage.

Unexpectedly, he actually came to the village of Gomo, the hometown of old Lausanne.

"Village Chief! What month of the year is today? ”

Song Hao smiled with a smile on his face, and asked Old Loden stumblingly.

Old Loden's face turned cold, and he looked at Song Hao coldly.

"That day! Have you drunk and broken your brain, today is April 28, 1980! ”

Old Luosang looked at Song Hao helplessly, sighed, turned around and walked away.

Looking at the old Loden who was far away, Song Hao was secretly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that the time to cross was just right, it was just the eve of Lausanne's arrival in the expedition, and Song Hao had always been very incomprehensible about the fact that Lao Lobsang was a traitor in the team, how could a temporary guide be a bad guy so coincidentally.

Just taking this opportunity to inquire about the situation, Song Hao made up his mind and walked towards the home in Lausanne in his memory.

Coming to the vicinity of Luosang's house, Luosang's home is a typical Tibetan-style stone house, with white walls and black tiles, and the stones used to build the house are dug out of the soil nearby, roughly stacked as densely and neatly as possible according to the shape and size, and then made of stream water concrete clay.

Song Hao saw that little Luosang was boredly playing with the middle-aged man's horse in the courtyard outside the house, and the middle-aged man should meet old Luosang in the house at this time.

In the memory of Song Hao's possession, the full name of Lausanne is called Lobsang Gangri, which translates into Chinese to mean the kind-hearted Snow Mountain, and this little Lausanne is the little Lobsang that Song Hao knew in the future, and his full name is Lobsang Dorjee, which means the kind-hearted King Kong.

"That day! What are you doing in our house? ”

Xiao Luosang saw Song Hao and looked at him with a vigilant face.

Song Hao smiled bitterly, his name is that day, translated into Chinese, it is called Heidan, it is an extremely random name, the Tibetan people are a people who pay attention to etiquette, and people who are younger than their father and much older than themselves will be called Aku, which means uncle.

Only those who have no status or dignity in the local area are called by their first names.

was called by his name by Xiao Luosang, which shows how statusless the person possessed by Song Hao is in the village.

"Little Lausanne! Who are your guests? ”

Song Hao smiled on his face and asked cautiously.

Xiao Luosang looked at Song Hao with disgust.

"This is our family's business, why should we tell you! Stay away from my house, or I'll stone you!" ”

Song Hao saw that Xiao Luosang was about to pick up the stones on the ground, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly hid, these Tibetan children hit people with stones, but not to scare people, it was to hit him with stones, when Xiao Luosang hit him with a snowball, Song Hao had already learned Xiao Luosang's ability to lose things, accurate and ruthless.

Far away from Lausanne's home, Song Hao was on fire in his heart, whether he had a genetic problem, few of the people who possessed him were normal people, there was no way, he could only secretly observe Lausanne's home in a hidden place.

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