In the evening of Coltz, the sun was setting, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance were covered with white clouds, and the setting sun gilded the icy road with a layer of gold on Colts.

Walking quickly, because the road was uneven, Wen Wanbing, who had only eaten a light meal on the plane all day, stumbled in her steps. Every joint in her body that was not yet fully equipped shook with the large movements of her walking, shaking Wen Wanbing dizzy.

Xiao Zou behind him has been chasing after him, and all the way is full of advice to her to go back with him!

Wen Wanbing was bent on seeing Dorjee, how could she listen to Xiao Zou's words.....

After a while, they arrived at the gate of Dorjee's courtyard dam. The black Humvee in the courtyard made Wen Wanbing burst into tears, and she couldn't help but push open the door of the courtyard dam and walked in.

The courtyard dam was quiet, and beside the fence gate, there were several piles of Nima piles made of small stones, and the six-character mantra on them loomed.

"Xiao Wen, let's go!"

Xiao Zou was really helpless, and just called the Forest Bureau, thinking that the Forest Bureau was already on the way to come.

“......”

Wen Wanbing didn't pay attention to it, and walked upstairs along the stairs on the first floor!

"You have to be obedient, if you have three long and two short now, how much Dorjee will resent me in the Heavenly Spirit!"

Seeing Wen Wanbing going upstairs, Xiao Zou grabbed Wen Wanbing's wrist and dragged him downstairs. Feeling Wen Wanbing's really weak wrist, she didn't dare to use force, for fear of breaking it.

“......”

Struggled to shake off Xiao Zou's hand, "Da Da Da ~~~" and went upstairs, she saw her dark blue lace Tibetan robe brushed on the brown and black stairwell, and the skirt was flying.

At this time, the door of the living room on the second floor "squeak~~~" opened, and a tiger's back and beard stood at the door of the living room, and a pair of tiger eyes looked at Wen Wanbing who was going upstairs quickly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

I saw that he didn't say a word, strode downstairs, grabbed Wen Wanbing's wrist and pulled it upstairs fiercely. I only saw Wen Wanbing's small body like a cloth bag and arrived at the door of the living room.

Then there was a "bang~~~~", and with the loud sound of the door, Wen Wanbing's thin body disappeared behind the door.

"Uncle, open the door! Uncle....."

Seeing this situation, Xiao Zou took three steps and two steps upstairs, knocking the door of the living room!

“......”

Inside the door, there was silence, and at this moment, the closed crimson carved lacquer door was like that man-eating tiger.

Wen Wanbing, who was dragged into Dorjee's living room by brute force, was thrown into the aisle of the living room before she could react. Then, the sleeves were pulled by the sweat, and he walked directly in the direction of the scripture hall......

"I wanted to go to you, but you sent it to the door yourself!"

The voice of the Great Khan was extremely fierce.

“......”

Wen Wanbing didn't struggle, her eyes looked blankly at the once familiar house of Dorjee. Everything is so familiar and so nostalgic for her.

"Sanjay, this girl ......"

Dorjee's mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, came out when she heard the sound, and it was only a little more than a week, and the plump woman who was sitting in the car crying sadly was skinny and skinny. The eyes were deeply sunken, and those amber eyes were full of desolation and indifference.

"Dorjee was killed by this girl!"

The strong man gritted his teeth.

"Woo woo ~ ~ ~ Dorjee! Hard-working Dorjee! My son~~~~Woo woo~~~"

As soon as she heard her son's name, the haggard woman began to cry again. The heartbroken appearance made Wen Wanbing, who had been dragged to the scripture hall, cry even more.

The wide sleeves were loosened by the strong man, lying on the ground, raising his head slightly, and the photo of Dorjee riding a horse galloping was placed on the side of the scripture hall. Under the black picture frame is a white urn with gold edges, and in front of the urn is an incense burner, and the incense burner inside the incense burner is flourishing......

"Dorjee ....."

couldn't help but murmur, and the huge sorrow that surged up from the depths of her heart made Wen Wanbing's heart clench fiercely. I wanted to hold back my tears, but no matter what, the tears still rolled down like a pearl with a broken thread.

Hard, I wanted to get up, but my back was stepped on hard by a strong man.

The sharp pain in her back made Wen Wanbing unable to stop a painful moan of "ah~~~.....

"You still have the face to call Dorjee's name like this, I can't wait to dismantle you! You said you were staying in the modern city, why did you come to this destitute Colts! If it weren't for you, would Dorjee have died? If you hadn't said something to Dorjee, Dorjee would have rushed back in a hurry as Chinese New Year's Eve approached? ”

The strong man didn't have any pity for Wen Wanbing, who was lying on the ground and heartbroken, and the more he said it, the more angry he became.

Sanjay ...... There is no resurrection from death...... You..... You..... Don't do this! Woowoo...... My poor son! ”

Seeing her husband's eyes on the girl become fierce, the haggard woman stepped forward to pull her husband while crying.

In the scripture hall, the smoke of incense is filled, the Bodhisattva in the exquisite Tang Cai on the wall has a peaceful face, and Dorjee is smiling boldly in the photo frame.

"This woman, I'm going to bury her!"

The strong man's words were cold, and he was unmoved by the pull of the haggard woman. After speaking, he took his feet away from Wen Wanbing's back, dragged her up, and walked towards the door of the living room without thinking.

In Tibetan areas, there is a funeral ritual with the most ethnic characteristics and the most religious colors, that is, after the death of a person, the corpse is disposed of by the celestial burial master and offered to vultures, eagles, etc.....

"Sanjay, no, she's ..... She was..... Great living man, if you are ..... Heaven buries her, and when we die, we will go to hell, and then we will not see our son! Sanjay ......"

The haggard woman followed the strong man, choking and grabbing his sleeve, desperately holding on, tears of fear and sadness splashing to the ground with her frantic shaking of her head.

“......”

The strong man ignored it, he just wanted to bring the girl in his hand to the heavenly burial platform at the moment.

When I arrived at the door, I was about to open the door, only to hear the door of the living room "bang~~~" being pushed open, and the Forestry Bureau rushed in with several colleagues from the Public Security Bureau and Xiao Zou.

"Sanjay, give it to me!"

Seeing Sanjie dragging Xiao Wen who didn't have any struggle to stand by the door viciously, the forest bureau screamed.

"Hmph, I think who dares to stop me today?"

Several colleagues from the Public Security Bureau who followed behind the Forest Bureau quickly surrounded Sanjay, trying to snatch Wen Wanbing from him. glanced at the people around him coldly, sneered, and grabbed Wen Wanbing's wrist even tighter.

"Sanjay, everyone has a life! You can't go to prison for such a thing, you have to think about Tashi, in her life, she suffered with you when she was young, and finally a better day came, and you can bear to let her be alone in the future? ”

Dorjee's father, Sanjay, this sweaty man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, he knew him when he was young, and he will repay him!

But Dorjee's death had nothing to do with Xiao Wen......

"The surname is Lin, it's useless for you to stop me, today I have to let this girl be buried, you also know that I will do what I say!"

Sanjay is now at the point of resentment, how can he listen to persuasion.

After speaking, I wanted to drag Wen Wanbing out of the door!

"Sanjay! You have to know that what you are doing now is illegal! If you insist on doing this, I will arrest you on suspicion of intentional homicide!" ”

Xiao Wen, who was dragged by Sanjay's hand, looked painful, and the forest bureau was anxious, and his eyes gestured to several police officers around Sanjie, thinking about how to rescue Xiao Wen from Sanjie's hands as quickly as possible.

“......”

From beginning to end, Wen Wanbing did not speak, and all the senses in her body disappeared without a trace with the moment she saw Dorjee's ashes. In my mind, it is full of scenes of Dorjee by his side in the past few years, some happy, some lonely, and some sad. Especially the kiss that Dorjee left on her lips when she left, the warm and soft touch, is still fresh in my memory.

Dorjee .....

Even if it's for you to be buried, what's the matter!

"Sanjay, you just let her go, if you ...... Insist, I ..... I..... I'm not going to live! ”

The haggard woman who was crying sadly looked at the beautiful and cold girl in Sanjay's hand, and couldn't help but feel compassion.

"Uncle, Dorjee liked her the most when she was alive! If Dorjee had a spirit in heaven, how sad he would be to see you treat her like this! ”

Xiao Zou stepped forward at this time, and when he talked about Dorjee, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

“.......”

Xiao Zou's words made Sanjay stunned, and glanced at him slightly.....

This glance gave several police officers around him an opportunity, and several people jointly stepped forward to restrain Sanjay and rescued Wen Wanbing from the hands of the strong man.

"Xiao Zou, you take Xiao Wen away!"

When a police officer handcuffed Sanjie to torture Sanjie, the Forestry Bureau raised his hand at Xiao Zou.

Xiao Zou was overjoyed, and was about to step forward to pull Wen Wanbing, who had a messy green hair and an unusually pale face, who had finally stood up....

"I'm not leaving!"

Wen Wanbing shook her hand and resisted coldly.

"Xiao Wen, don't make trouble!"

Seeing Wen Wanbing's disillusioned expression, the forest bureau could only shout loudly. Sanjay, who was handcuffed, was like a mountain, and no matter how many police officers dragged him out, he couldn't shake it.

"Director Lin, you let Sanjay go! For the sake of Dorjee's contribution to Corz for many years, you let him go! ”

The haggard woman described it as withered, and when she saw Sanjay being tortured, she quickly walked to the forest bureau, tears raining down.

"It's okay to let him go, you must let him ensure the safety of the party, otherwise, I will release him now, and he will threaten Xiao Wen's life when he turns around!"

The Forestry Bureau has never been worried about Sanjay.

"This girl, for Dorjee's sake! Beg..... Seeking ....."

The haggard woman held back the great grief in her heart and turned to face Wen Wanbing.

"Let go of uncle! The burial of Dorjee was my own volition! Forest Bureau, let go of the uncle! ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't need your broom star to intercede! Fake hearts! ”

Sanjay dismisses .....

"Uncle, I'm sorry! Dorjee's sudden death is something I could never have imagined! Since Dorjee's death until now, I haven't officially seen Dorjee, I beg you, uncle, you let me stay with Dorjee for a few minutes. After that, whatever you dispose of, uncle, I'm willing! ”

It's been a few days, and she hasn't seen Dorjee properly!

When she said this, Wen Wanbing's heart had already drifted to the scripture hall, and she always felt that Dorjee was looking at her quietly and sadly in a corner of the scripture hall!

"Don't even think about it! Tashi, if you let this girl go to see Dorjee, then you don't want to see me again in your life! ”

Sanjay yelled!

"Uncle, please!"

Wen Wanbing couldn't wait to kneel, and her tears blurred her vision again!

"Xiao Wen, let's go! This man lives a lifetime, and what is yours is yours! It's useless if it's not your insistence! This is your fate with Dorjee, fate is like this, accept your fate! Let's go, bring Sanjay to the bureau first! ”

“......”

Lin Ju's words touched Wen Wanbing's heart, and she was even more sad, shaking her head and always thinking about going to see Dorjee.....

"Girl, I beg you! Let's go! ”

The emaciated woman shook her head vigorously.

"Let's go!"

The Forestry Bureau ordered.....

Subsequently, the forest bureau and his party escorted Sanjay down the stairs, and Xiao Zou beside her pulled her wrist.....

"Let's go, Dorjee made a pair of bracelets for you from Uncle Mizuki before! It was only sent to me during the Chinese New Year, and I wanted the Torin Bureau to send it to you, but since you are here, I will give you the pair of bracelets, which can be regarded as a thought of Dorjee! ”

“......”

Wen Wanbing's heart was like a knife, she didn't speak again, silently followed behind the forest bureau and the group, turning back step by step.

Bleak eyes as dead ashes, infinite nostalgia!

What if you die!

If you die and are born again, the meaning is still the same! People who are good to her can't escape the teasing of fate after all!

Hehe......