I sat up for a while, stretching out was really comfortable and refreshed.

Smell the smell of the body, since the mountain has not taken a bath, are rancid, after the mountain to the outside, first find a place to live, and then take a good hot bath.

I sat there and began to think about whether I should go back to Lhasa directly, or go to the nearest Motuo for a stroll. Speaking of which, it's okay to enter the ink, and the energy is still there, and I really want to lose it, and I'm not sure when I will enter Tibet again in the future, and I don't want to leave regrets.

I heard that Motuo has a must, Motuo stone pot stewed chicken, you can't eat it anywhere, it can be called a supreme delicacy. As soon as I thought of this, my mouth began to drool, and the most I have eaten since entering the mountain is butter tea, which has no taste and taste, and the bird is about to fade out of my mouth.

Thinking of this, I couldn't stay any longer, so I quickly packed my bags and came out of the watchhouse.

The morning air is very good, the village is located at the foot of the mountain, it is the singing of birds and flowers, but unfortunately it is silent, all the villagers are dead, thinking of this, the mood is a little gloomy.

I carried my bag all the way through, came to the bridge, listened to the sound of trickling water, full of melancholy, when I came to Li Qiangmin, now I am the only one to go back.

I stepped onto the small bridge and walked out on the crunching planks, and when I was halfway there, I suddenly heard a faint shout far away, as if someone was shouting something.

I stood in the middle of the bridge, a little confused, could it be an auditory hallucination?

After waiting for a while, sure enough, the shout rose again, and it seemed to be much closer. I looked back sharply, and a figure staggered out of the village, waving at me on the bridge, waving and shouting, my body seemed a little unbearable.

I rubbed my eyes and looked at it, and was surprised that it was Gatso.

I hurriedly ran back along the bridge, and came to him with great speed, the little monk's robe was torn, and his face was pale with blood and wounds. He staggered and grabbed my hand: "Valuable, distinguished guest! ”

Before I finished a sentence, the whole person leaned back, and I immediately hugged him and shouted: "Gatso, Gatso......"

Gyatso fainted.

I hugged him, and for a moment I was at a loss, forced myself to calm down, took out the bottle of mineral water, took it to the river, filled it, poured it on his face, and wiped it with a towel. He shuddered, slowly opened his eyes, and grabbed me, his lips purple and trembling.

"What's wrong? Tell me what's going on? I asked out loud.

Gyatso trembled and stretched out his hand, pointing to the depths of the distant mountainside. I suddenly understood what it meant, and a chill came out of my pores: "Isn't it, something happened in the temple?" ”

Gatso nodded.

I immediately stood up and wanted to leave, but after a moment's hesitation, I said, "What can I do if I go?" ”

Gyatso shook his head, and a staccato voice came out of his throat: "Up, the master asked me to go down the mountain overnight, chase, chase you, you hurry, go back to the temple quickly...... Save, save, save......"

"Me? The guru told you to find me? "I wondered.

"Only, only you, only you......" Gyatso grabbed my arm tightly and shook it around.

"Wait until you get your way," I said, "and we'll go into the mountains together." ”

Gyatso shook his head and said with difficulty: "No, you can't wait, you, you go, go quickly!" I, I can do it. ”

I was in a dilemma, biting my lower lip and thinking for a few seconds, I gritted my teeth: "Okay! I'll go into the mountains now. ”

I left my backpack and put it next to Gyatso, and told him that there was trauma medicine in the bag, as well as food and drink, and asked him to take it first, and I will leave.

Gatso nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

I ran out a few steps, and he suddenly stopped me from behind, and when I looked back, Gyatso said word by word, "Please! ”

I took a few deep breaths, nodded, and continued to run, all the way through the village, starting to return the way I came.

What will happen in the temple, looking at Gyatso's appearance, he went down the mountain overnight and climbed down with a rolling belt, so anxious, why is this happening? So many eminent monks, so many gurus, can't solve the problem, can I do it? The Guru said that only I can save the temple, is this possible?

My mind was a mess, and I didn't stop at all, and I climbed straight up.

This time, no matter how tired I was, I was so tired that I couldn't breathe after climbing a high place, but I only had a distant temple in my eyes, and my bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger, and I had to rush over as soon as possible.

Near noon, when I finally arrived at the entrance of the temple, I banged on the door panel desperately, but no one answered the door.

I was so tired that I was panting against the door, and when I finally got my breath back, the door still didn't open.

I couldn't wait, I walked along the temple wall, and after walking for a long time, I found that there was a temple wall that was very low, but symbolic, and I climbed up along the wall. Looking inside, there was no one around, and there was no monk cleaning in the small courtyard.

As soon as I turned over, I jumped in, and went up the steps, I had been back and forth many times, and the route was familiar again, and soon I came to the top, and looked around condescendingly, such a large temple was empty, and no one could see it.

Weird, what's going on?

I still remember when I left, I was also standing in the same position, observing the whole temple at that time, there was an endless stream of monks of all colors, and there were red monk robes everywhere, which was very lively. Now it's terrifyingly quiet, not to mention people, not even the shadow of a bird.

In the distance were snow-capped mountains, the air was trembling, as if the sky was burning, everything was still terrible, the silence was weird, as if there was an indescribable darkness hidden somewhere.

Walking along the stairs further, it didn't take long to come to the huge courtyard, which was the core of the entire temple, and there were many monks who were usually there, chatting, preaching, or walking around, but now no one could see it. It was as if everyone had evaporated in an instant, leaving behind only a huge complex of hollow buildings.

My eyes fell on the pitch in the corner of the field, and the scene of those teenagers playing football yesterday morning was still vivid, and it was empty and empty, and there was no one.

I came down the stairs to the courtyard and shouted, "Is there anyone, I'm coming!" ”

Voices echoed on all sides, and at this moment, two red-robed monks came out of a building, both in their thirties and forties, with unkind faces, one of them said something loudly in Tibetan, and seeing that I didn't understand, the other asked in broken Chinese, "Who are you?" ”

When I heard this, I was a little discouraged, I originally thought that I was invited by the master, how can I be a distinguished guest, come here not to mention the red carpet paving, but also to beat gongs and drums, but now I am being scolded and questioned by two men like this, which is really unpleasant.

"My name is Lin Cong," I said, "it was Guru Sanglu who invited me here." ”

The two monks looked at each other and said, "We don't know you, the temple has been closed and no outsiders are allowed to enter, please leave." ”

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