I don't know who Bandacsada was talking about dying, but from his eyes and expressions, I felt that this was someone who was more important to him.

In the past ten years, Bandacsada has focused all his energy on the affairs of Zhangxiong, and he is full of the future of his country and his people. At this moment, there was obviously a sadness in his thick sorrow that could not be concealed.

"Who's going to die?"

"I'd like to check it out." Bandacsaddo stood up and walked straight to the door: "You have seen this person too, do you want to see him again?" ”

"Who is it?"

"Jedan Dumbardun."

As soon as Banda Chado said this, the face of Jedan Dumbard came to my mind. The old man was very talkative, and he made a good impression on me. The last time I saw him, he was already very old, and in a hurry, more than ten years had passed, and his life was coming to an end.

Bandacsaddo took me to his home in Djedan Dumbardun, and on the way, he seemed very depressed and told me something.

The Banda family has long served as Zhang-zhung Dajue, and the family of Djedan Dumbadan has been their most loyal retinue for generations. The Banda family trusted the family of Jedan Dumbadun very much, and no matter when, no matter what happened, they were all in the same boat, and they did not cheat or betray each other. After so many years, the two families have almost become one, one is prosperous and the other is lost.

When Bandacsada's father was the Great Awakening, like Bandadatsado now, all his energy was focused on state affairs. When Bandatsar was a young child, he spent four or five years in foster care at his home in Jedan Dumbarten. The relationship between Banda Chado and Jedan Dumbadon is no longer just a simple master-servant relationship, they are more like family members, relatives. The Banda family is thin, especially for people in high positions like Banda Chado, what they lack is family affection. So, after learning the news that Djedan Dumbadan was going to die, Bandachata was very sad.

He took me to his home in Djedan Dunbatun, and the arrival of Dajue made his family in Djedan Dunbatun fearful. Standing in front of Jedan Dumbardun's room, Bandatchado adjusted his mood before pushing the door and walking in.

Lying on the bed, Djedan Dumbard looked like he had come back to light, and when he saw Bandacsada, there was a hint of sobriety in his drowsy eyes.

"God won't call you to go now, you lie down." Banda Chado may have been afraid that I would not understand the Zhang-hung dialect, so he said to Jedan Dumbadun in the mainland language: "Look at this person, do you still know him?" ”

Jedan Dumbardun's gaze slowly turned to me, and like the other elephant males, the moment he saw me, he was surprised, and a little frightened, and must have mistaken me for a monkey Dajue.

However, this old man who was about to die was still very discerning, and even at this time, he still kept his senses, and he quickly recognized that I was not a monkey.

Moreover, my appearance has changed, but the breath on my body has not changed, Zhedan Dunbadun thought about it for a while, and recognized me as the mainlander who had been to Dapeng Silver City last time.

For me, there was only a gap of two or three months between these two experiences, but for Jedan Dunbatun, it was a long time of more than ten years. After more than ten years, I appeared in front of me again, and Jedan Dunbadun knew that things were not so simple, but he was no longer able to ask about these things and think about them.

"I'm going to die." Zhedan Dumbardun's eyes brightened for a moment, and then dimmed, he should be regarded as the kind of old man who died without illness, no illness and no disaster, but his life was exhausted, there was no pain in his expression, but very indifferent, in the concept of the Xiangxiong people, Zhedan Dumbardun is such a loyal servant of the master, even if he dies, he will be favored by God: "I have no regrets." ”

Bandaca lowered his head and didn't comfort anything more, to comfort a person who knew everything, in fact, there was really no need.

Jedan Dumbard smiled with difficulty, and then said some things about Bandatsa's many years of youth. I can hear from his words that Bandaca was like other children when he was young, willful, stubborn, and naughty, and he didn't know how many troubles he had, and Bandacsada's father was more strict with him, and every time he was about to be punished for breaking into trouble, it was Jedan Dumbard who interceded for him.

I listened to the conversation between the two of them and felt very emotional. A person's life seems to be very long, but it seems to be very short, and when I think back about it many years ago, it seems to have happened yesterday.

Djedan Dumbard spoke intermittently for a long time, his voice getting quieter and slower, probably because he was not in good spirits, and his consciousness was gradually becoming unclear. Bandacado looked as if he had been listening patiently, but when I looked closely, I noticed that he was a little absent-minded.

"Remember...... Do you remember when you were seventeen......" Djedan Dumbardon chattered endlessly, as if this was not his own dying moment at all, but a conversation full of cordiality.

Bandacado finally couldn't help it, he probably didn't want to interrupt Jedan Dunbardon's words, but he was afraid that if he didn't interrupt again, Jedan Dunbatun would slowly lose consciousness in the middle of the story.

He reached out and gently pressed Jedan Dumbardun's arm, then bent down to stare at the other. Zhedan Dumbadan probably knew in his heart that Bandacsada had something to say, so he involuntarily stopped talking.

Bandatsaddo said a few words to Djeden Dumbadun in Zhang-zhung, I couldn't understand what he meant, but his tone was inquiring.

After listening to Bandacsada's words, Djedan Dumbbadun did not answer, and after a while, he slowly spoke and replied in two sentences in Zhangxiong.

As soon as these two sentences came out, Bandacsadado's expression and eyes invariably revealed a trace of loss and disappointment. Apparently, Jedan Dumbard did not answer the question he wanted to know.

I watched from the sidelines and felt very strange, the Jedan Dunbatun family has followed the Banda family for generations and is the most trusted person of the Banda family. According to their relationship, Jedan Dumbadtun should not have anything to hide from Banda Chado.

Bandacsada only asked once, and when he didn't get an answer, he didn't ask anymore. Zhedan Dumbadan sighed, and said a lot of things to Bandacsada in Zhangxiong, I couldn't understand a word, I could only see that Djedan Dumbardan said very emotionally, and couldn't help but hold Bandacsado's hand tightly.

The two of them spent some time in such a low conversation, and Jedan Dunbadun gradually fell silent like a lamp that had run out of oil. No matter how much the Zhangxiong people believe in their gods, but Bandadatshata knows in his heart that there is no afterlife, only this life, and now that he has met once, he and Zhedan Dunbadun are saying goodbye, and they will never have the opportunity to meet again in the future.

Jedan Dumbardun's eyes slowly closed, and the hand holding Bandacsaddo gradually loosened. No matter how you look at it, Jedan Dunbadun is dead.

I haven't had a chance to speak, but I just think there's something strange about their end-of-life conversation today, what does Banda Chado want to ask? Why wouldn't Jedan Dumbard tell him?

Just as Jedan Dumbard closed his eyes, his slightly lowered arm suddenly raised and muttered something in his mouth. I still don't understand this soft mutter, but Bandacado definitely understands it.

Jedan Dumbardun's hand kept holding it up, never letting it go, and I could feel that he had stopped breathing. His arm seemed to freeze his gaze at this moment, and Bandacsaddo stood silently beside him for a long, long time before he reached out and pressed Jedan Dumbardun's hand down.

Jedan Dumbard died, leaving this world forever, and soon after, a faint cry came from outside the door, and it was Jedan Dumbardun's family crying. Bandacsada turned and walked out of the house, called a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old, and gave a few orders. This middle-aged man is the youngest son of Zhedan Dunbatun, and at the same time, he is also the next manager of Dapeng Silver City.

After the explanation, Bandatchatdo and I left our home in Djedan Dumbartun. Along the way, he didn't speak, probably still immersed in sorrow, it was inconvenient for me to ask anything at this time, endured the doubts in my heart, and followed him back to the residence.

The brick tea brewed before was still there, and Bandatsa added a little more hot water. I drank my tea and secretly observed his expression, I was judging, and I was gauging, if I asked him directly, he would not answer me.

"What are you asking about Jedan Dunbardun?" I still couldn't hold back, because I always had an intuition, I think that all the energy of Bandacsada now should be focused on finding the world, and he has no ability to lead the Xiangxiong people to turn the tables on behalf of him, so he can only pin his hopes on the world, so the matter he asked about Djedan Dunbatun should also be related to the world.

"Yes, I asked." Bandatsado glanced at me, as if he didn't intend to hide it from me, he thought for a moment and said, "I asked him about the holy well. ”

"Holy Well?" I took a look, the holy well in Dapeng Silver City has always been in the hands of the Banda family, in the hands of Dajue, Banda Chado has served as Dajue for more than ten years, he can enter and leave the holy well at any time, and he should know more about the holy well than Jedan Dumbardun.

"Yes, Holy Well." Bandachata thought about it again, as if he was considering whether he should tell me the truth about this matter, and he hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth: "You may not know that the ancestors of Jedan Dumbard were the ones who dug this holy well in the first place. ”

This unexpected information was beyond my expectations, the holy well has an irreplaceable sacred status in the hearts of the Zhangxiong people, and I never thought that the ancestor of Zhedan Dunbadun would be the person who dug the holy well at that time.

As soon as Banda Chador said this, I immediately understood that the ancestors of Jedan Dumbard must have made some discoveries when they were digging the holy well, but this discovery has always been passed down within the family of Banda Dumbardun, and even the Banda family has no right to ask.