"!"

Lao Huang suddenly cursed, slammed on the brakes, I didn't wear a seat belt, almost hit the windshield, he turned off the music, the road was empty only us, and there was a dead silence around.

I turned my head to look at him, and suddenly found that I couldn't understand him, he wasn't like this before, how much did he like Xiao Qi?

I secretly smiled bitterly, I didn't seem to know him, Lao Huang turned his head to look at me, his eyes were full of red bloodshots: "Daze, do you say this person is sick?" He doesn't even need it, what are you doing with it? I thought he had thrown it away. ”

"Huh?"

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted that he was not talking about Xiao Qi, but Brother Shen, and he was talking about the punch.

My heart sank suddenly, I didn't expect Lao Huang to be thinking about him too, he obviously hated Brother God the most.

I thought about it and couldn't help laughing, where is the annoyance, he also cares about him, how can diametrically opposed personalities become friends, in fact, this guy is the same as me in his bones, the most important feelings, just put it in the deepest part of his heart.

"You say that this person is silent every day, if it really looks like an iceberg, it's just that, but it's depressing." Lao Huang slapped the steering wheel twice, and the car immediately made a noisy horn sound.

Yes, everything he does makes people feel uncomfortable, but I know he didn't mean it, the more natural it is, the more sad it is, it's better to be a scheming guy, so that we can feel less guilty.

"Daze, there are two roads ahead, one goes south directly to Lhasa, and the other goes around west, which one to take?" Lao Huang suddenly asked a boundless question.

Of course, it was a shortcut, I almost blurted out, and realized the deep meaning of the old yellow words, there are very few main roads here, the first time we entered the plateau, I looked carefully, I remember that the one to the west will pass Ba Qing.

My heart jumped and I whispered, "Let's go west." ”

Lao Huang laughed and started the car again, in fact, we are still far from the fork in the road, and it will be at least early afternoon to get there.

I don't know what to say, I thought Lao Huang would avoid it, the matter is over, the two of us climbed the mountain and waded to ask about a dead man, it was really stupid, but we tacitly knew that some people died, they really died, and some people died, and some people died, and they will still be remembered.

Lao Huang should also feel that this is not his character, and he wants to cover up and say: "Everyone is gone, just listen to a story." ”

His tone was relaxed, but I knew how heavy his heart was, anyway, it was just the two of us, there was nothing to hide, I laughed at him directly: "Go to the snow-capped mountains at an altitude of four thousand meters to listen to the story, how did I not know that your curiosity was so big." ”

", if you don't say it, you can die?" Lao Huang stepped on the accelerator suddenly, looking impatient.

I didn't say anything more, he didn't say any more, the dull atmosphere was shrouded again, I lowered the window, the mountain was snowy, the shrubs were scattered under the mountain, the sky was high and the water was long, the scenery here was beautiful, but unfortunately no one was in the mood to appreciate it.

It was a long and boring journey, I was a little nervous, but I didn't look forward to it, even if I knew more, there were no people, and we were more like listening to a last word.

I really wanted to know a little bit more about him, to see what kind of person he was, to hear what he had been through over the years, and I didn't expect much from that, and he didn't tell us, probably not anyone else, and even if he did, it wasn't certain that Lama Rinzen would tell us.

I distinctly remember that we asked Lama Rinzen and his answer was that he couldn't say that he should know something, but now that he is gone, there is no need to keep it a secret.

Take this trip, don't be wronged.

I closed my eyes, and all in front of me were the blood-red vertical pupils of the giant beast, as if through it, I could see another world, but the shadow of Brother God was gradually blurring, and I would never know what was carved in that sarcophagus that could make Brother God die in tears.

He has feelings, and at that moment it seems to have exhausted the feelings of a lifetime, and I want to know more about him, whether it is good or bad, whether it is interesting or boring, as long as I can listen to it.

Lao Huang drove for a day, I slept in a daze in the middle of the afternoon, and then changed to me to drive at night, and there was no one on the road, as if after the end of the world, only the two of us were left.

The howls of unknown beasts were often heard on the side of the road, and it was so dark that we could not see where, and in the middle of the night we put out the fire and slept by the side of the road, perhaps because we had seen too much danger, and these howls did not affect us at all.

In the early morning, we changed to Lao Huang and drove, and it didn't take long to arrive at a very small town, there was not even a hotel, we bought some tsamba and dry yak meat that was hard like a tire, and gasoline, we didn't understand Tibetan, and we made a long time of gesturing, but fortunately, these Tibetans were very enthusiastic.

This time I was completely unprepared, the guns were taken away by the Mo family, and all we were left with were clothes and sleeping bags and the simplest flashlight lighter, and the mobile phone was always on our bodies, but there was no signal at all, no different from scrap metal.

Fortunately, the satellite navigation can still be used, so we will not get lost, we ran for another whole day, and finally arrived in Ba Qing in the middle of the afternoon.

It's still the same as two years ago, it doesn't look the same at all, Lao Huang filled up the car, we went to the hotel last time, the boss is still the boss, he didn't recognize us at all, everything is so familiar, it seems to go back in time.

"Do you remember how you walked that way?" Lao Huang lay down on the bed and turned his head to ask me.

"It's about the same, it's a little snowy on the mountain now, and it's definitely better than last time."

I said, undressed and went to the bathroom to rinse, we hadn't washed all the way, and we still had the strange smell of insects, and we were like two homeless people, especially my hair, so dirty that I didn't dare to reach out and touch it.

Lao Huang also cleaned up, lay on the bed and fell asleep, he didn't seem to do anything along the way, he was so tired for some reason, maybe it was the heaviness of his psychology that crushed his body.

I hope that the old lama is still there, and I still vaguely remember his appearance, as old as a dead tree, and I can feel that he has not many days left.

This is also the reason why we are in a hurry to come here, if even this old lama is gone, everything about Brother Shen will really become a legend, and it will disappear in the long river of time little by little.

We got up early the next morning, although it was not the snow season, but the altitude was very high, and there was still a large area of permafrost in the mountains, so we took the trekking poles from the hotel, brought light supplies, and followed the main road in the direction we remembered.

Despite the melting of the snow and ice, the familiar terrain came back to mind, and we entered the valley we had walked through, and along the mountain, there was nothing special here, there were no tourists, and the mountains were empty and empty.

I can't help but wonder if the lama temple is still there, and the temple without incense has no value of existence, even if I know that there is the support of the government behind it, but seeing this desolate scene, it will still make people suspicious.

But there are indeed people walking here, and the mountains and rocks under my feet are slightly different from other places, and the more I see them, my eyes are becoming more and more poisonous, and it is easy to see the traces of people passing by.

I started to get nervous again, my heart beat abnormally fast, like a student waiting for the release of test results, which is not a good sign, too fast metabolism will increase the burden on the body, and I am a little dizzy again.

I took a few pills, and the high anti has always existed, although it is not as violent as the first time, Lao Huang also took the medicine, and he has been silent, with a gloomy face, such an old Huang is scary.

The road in my memory is becoming more and more familiar, my chest is getting tighter and tighter, it's not that I'm so sad that I want to cry, I go back to the old place, but there is no old person, this kind of mood will never be understood without personal experience.

"Lao Huang, I want to leave this piece of jade there, it should be there." I spoke.

Lao Huang didn't open his mouth, I knew that he wouldn't say, the jade was left to me by Brother Shen, that was my thing, how to deal with it was my business, and he would never say anything.

We were much faster than when we first came, but at two or three o'clock we had crossed the familiar snow-capped mountain, and saw the white building perched on the hillside, with old prayer flags, flying in the wind, and although it was not particularly cold, it was still very windy.

We're back.

I took a deep breath, and Lao Huang pulled and walked down the mountain, the ice under my feet was very solid, and I couldn't even leave footprints when I stepped on it, and we rubbed for nearly an hour before we came to the temple gate, which was still a familiar place, I had sat here day and night waiting for someone, and he would never come back this time.

I suddenly retreated, I didn't have the face to go to Lama Rinzen, I had lost their god, and now I had to ask him about God with a shy face, if it was me, I would have wanted to kill this person.

I stopped, Lao Huang pulled me, and his voice was low: "Let's go, I can't eat you again." ”

It would be better if I really ate it, I thought, and quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times, as if I had used up all my strength.

The door soon opened, and it was the familiar lama, who saw us, and his unwavering eyes quickly flashed with a flash of surprise, and seemed to be happy, and he said a long series of words to us with his hands folded, but unfortunately he did not understand it at all.

He took a few steps back to open the door, let us in, the inside was still the same as it was, cleaned, curling sandalwood rushed to the face, this ancient temple has been soaked in sandalwood for countless years, this is the smell it exudes.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of chanting, like the sound of heaven, we followed the lama through the courtyard, stopped in a Buddhist hall, a thin but straight back appeared in front of us, he was chanting in a low voice, the prayer wheel in his hand made a pleasant sound.

"You're here."

His voice was older than it had been two years ago, and he put down his prayer wheel and turned to walk, his eyes as clear as the sky clearly reflecting the two of us.