On a snow-capped mountain in Khamma, on the border of Tibet, the wind was raging, and the goose-feathered snow flakes whistled past me, and although I was wearing a yak fur coat, I could not withstand the biting cold.

The rugged mountain road in the middle of the night was even more difficult, and I staggered down the snowy slope alone, looking at the candle-lit lama temple on the mountainside, gritting my teeth, no matter how many times I fell, I had to get there, because there, there was someone waiting for me, or rather, I, at all costs, looking for that person.

Two hours later, I was sitting in a meditation room, the crackling charcoal fire driving away the cold and exhaustion.

There were two people sitting opposite me, one was a charlatan who was secretive and ascetic fortune-tellers, and the other was a great master in Tibet, a master of Tibetan Buddhism, and I looked at them quietly, this feeling was very subtle, I don't know what drove it, so that three people who had no intersection at all, suddenly one day sat together so simply and without warning.

"Care about my brother, you and him are not on the same road, everything is fate, why do you torture yourself and others?" The fortune teller finally spoke, I expected him to say this, and smiled from the heart: "You are a fortune teller, since the fortune can be calculated, it proves that the ** can be changed, isn't it?" ”

The fortune teller sighed and turned to look at the teacher.

The guru glanced at me and was about to speak, when I waved my hand and said, "The sea of suffering is boundless, and the shore is the back, right?" I can't turn back, there is no shore behind me, only the abyss. I'm not here to listen to persuasion this time, so please don't embarrass me. ”

"Do you really want to see him?" The teacher's words were a bit unexpected to me, but I didn't expect him to ask me so bluntly.

Smelling the smoke of sandalwood, my heart was calm at first, so I nodded, slowly opened my shirt, revealing the mottled tiger tattoo on my chest, and said, "This is my determination!" ”

The fortune teller's complexion changed slightly, and he wanted to say something, but his throat moved, and finally turned into a sigh.

The lama pronounced the Buddha's name, slowly closed his eyes, and said, "What kind of karma you create, what obstacles you get, you are a person with great compassion, why bother to attract nameless karma." After saying that, he clapped his hands, and a little lama walked in outside the door, and the lama said, "Take him with you." ”

I folded my salad and thanked my master, straightened my clothes, and followed the little lama out of the meditation room.

It's still cold and windy outside, and compared to the meditation room, it's like a hell of Shura.

The little lama didn't speak, but led the way in front of him with his head bowed to the cold wind, and a few minutes later we came to the door of another meditation room, which was pitch black and looked like it had been abandoned for a long time. The little lama opened the door and led me into the meditation room, which was so deserted, he lit the oil lamp, turned around and walked out of the meditation room, and gently closed the door.

By the dim light of the fire, I saw the man sitting in front of the window, his former handsome face vanished without a trace, replaced by a face full of stubble to tell the vicissitudes of life, once cold and wise, now full of mud and woodenness, and the whole person sat like a clock, without any reaction to my coming.

My heart could no longer be calm, and the pain, grief, and regret made me stand still, and finally I couldn't suppress the sudden impulse, and went up and grabbed him by the collar and shouted: "You fucking make me find it hard, you know? "I was simply taken aback by myself, I had experienced so many lives and deaths in the past two years, I thought I had become immobile, but I didn't expect that when I saw him, the state of mind that I had worked hard to cultivate in the past was completely vulnerable.

He was still staring out the window, as if my presence was like air. I couldn't suppress the indignation and doubts in my heart, but I never had any good countermeasures for people like him, so I had to slowly let go of my hand, handed him a cigarette, and asked cautiously: "What did you see in the snowy mountains?" ”

He had reached out for the cigarette, but there was a sudden pause, and finally he took the cigarette, and I silently lit it for him, waiting for his reply. After smoking a cigarette, I handed him a second one, and he waved his hand to say no, and then said hoarsely, "You shouldn't know." ”

If I had done it before, I might have been angry because of such a statement, but this time I didn't, because he was right, I shouldn't know, precisely because I know too much, but the more I know, the more I want to know, it's an endless loop, but human curiosity can't resist, especially me, ** drag me into the water, I have to know everything, otherwise even if I drown, I can't look away.

I exhaled a breath to calm my emotions, the best way to deal with a taciturn person like him is that you are calmer than him, this is the experience I have learned in the past two years, I also lit a cigarette, but he stopped me and said: "This thing is poison, if you can do less, you can do less." ”

I said indifferently, "Do you think I have less poison?" Why are you here? Why is this happening? What did you see in the snowy mountains that turned you into this virtue? ”

He turned his head to look at me, his eyes still cloudy, and said hoarsely, "You are always too much why, the master is right, maybe let go, is the truth of everything." ”

I opened my shirt again, revealing the tiger tattoo, and said, "I have carved the mark, which is enough to show my determination that I will continue on this road." ”

His expression was still blank, but a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he finally returned to emptiness. "If I told you what was in the snowy mountains, would you go on?" He asked.

"That depends on what you say to me." I said, "If I can't untie those knots, I'll do whatever it takes." ”

"I saw hell, the real hell, this world, there is no truth at all, go back." He said this in a hoarse voice, which seemed extremely strange.

I was about to be surprised, but he held it down, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and the muscles in his body tensed, signaling me not to make a sound, and then quickly popped out the cigarette butt with his fingers, extinguishing the dancing candle flame.

The meditation room was suddenly dark, and at the same time, I noticed that the cold wind outside suddenly stopped, and the world was surprisingly quiet. I said what was going on, thinking that I was looking out through the crack in the window, there was a snow outside, and the snow all over the courtyard reflected the bright moonlight, dazzling and cold, and the strange thing was that all the lights in the temple were lit up, and all the lights went out in an instant.

My heart tightened, but I saw that his muscles were tense and he was looking coldly at the window. This nervousness of his made me suffocate a little, once upon a time, as long as he appeared in this state, it meant that danger was coming! And the danger that could make him so nervous was definitely something I couldn't face.

I held the dagger in my sleeve and looked out through the window again, and suddenly I found that there were many black shadows flying back and forth on the snow, and the speed was very amazing.

What's that? I looked up in confusion, but unfortunately I was obscured by the low eaves and could see nothing. I had to take a closer look at the shadows, which were moving very fast, wandering back and forth in the monastery, and I guess that something in the sky was hovering over the lama temple. I wondered what it was that made him so nervous! The black shadow is very large, you can see the strange long wings and pointed head, at first I thought it was a snow sculpture or a vulture or other birds of prey, but this kind of bird does not seem to be nocturnal, and it is located on the plateau, it is impossible to have such a large bird, their state is more like a wandering ghost!

After about half an hour, the wind suddenly rose, the black clouds covered the moon again, and all the shadows disappeared in an instant, I looked at him, he nodded and signaled that he could speak, and I immediately asked, "What is that?" ”

His hands trembled obviously, then he got up and lay down on the bed, and said hoarsely: "They are the messengers of hell in the snowy mountains, no one is allowed to take away the secrets in the snowy mountains, if I leave here, then everywhere I go will be ruined, this is the consequence of knowing the truth of everything, and it is also the reason why I insist on staying here, so, you, turn around, they appear here, it means that your arrival has posed a threat to them, just now, it is just a warning to you." ”

"That's it?" I was a little dismissive: "Damn, you mean, if the conditions are right, they will kill me?" "I wondered what it was that scared him like this, but no matter how much I asked, he wouldn't say anything. I know he's told me enough, that's his bottom line, and he won't say anything to me anyway. Finally, I asked him, "If I decide to enter the snowy mountains, will you help me or stop me?" His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep, and he couldn't even hear the sound of panting.

I sighed, and as I was about to leave, he whispered, "I won't stop you, but I definitely don't want you to die." ”

I went back to the teacher's meditation room a little depressed, the fortune teller had already left, the master took out a yellow silk package from under the bed and handed it to me, "When we found him, he was holding this thing tightly in his arms, he was unconscious at the time, and when he woke up, he was very resistant to this thing, I think, this will help you, well, I hope it will help you." After the Guru finished speaking, he waved my hand and asked me to leave.

I thanked the master again, hugged the yellow cloth bag and went down the snowy mountain overnight, returned to the hotel in Kangma, and couldn't wait to open the yellow cloth bag, and a dry severed hand appeared in front of my eyes, the severed hand only had three fingers, and the nails were extremely long and hairy. If you look closely, there is a black spot on the old skin of the severed hand, which is faintly a tiger tattoo, and there are three small characters on the shriveled skin vaguely engraved with the head of a fly, and one of them can be faintly identified as the word "kill", which is very eye-catching. Seeing this, I resolutely made a decision, I had to go to that snow-capped mountain.

wrapped up the severed hand, took off his clothes and took a hot shower, washed off the tiger "tattoo" on his chest, and was happy: "This Ah Qiu's painting is okay." ”

After taking a shower, I made a long-distance call, and after the phone was connected, without waiting for the other party to speak, I immediately said: "Hey, beard, it's me, the knife has been found, you hurry up and clip the horn once, and prepare the manpower to meet me in Kangma, Tibet." ”