I don't know if it's too dark, Sheng Shiyao leaned over and looked there for a long time, and finally asked Zhou Tong to give him the pen and paper. I thought to myself, who still carries a pen and paper, but I didn't think that Zhou Tong took it out of his arms, and really took out a notebook and a pen.

I only heard Sheng Shiyao whisper: "Help me take care of it." Zhou Tong naturally immediately approached the flashlight to shine it, but Sheng Shiyao raised his head and looked at me and said, "What are you doing standing stupidly?" You can come and take care of it. I hurriedly stepped forward and focused the light of the flashlight on the stones, and this time the stones were bright. Sheng Shiyao copied it word by word in his notebook, and said to look for it again after copying it to see if there was anything left.

Soon on the other side, we found another piece, and this time Sheng Shiyao did not study more, but just copied it down very quickly. After that, two more pieces were found, divided into two ends, and from the azimuth, there happened to be one piece in the south, east, west, and northwest. After all the transcriptions were completed, and no fifth piece was found, Sheng Shiyao decided to go back. It was not early, I estimated that it was almost five o'clock, and the return journey would take at least more than an hour, and it was more than six o'clock in the village.

Generally speaking, whether it is Tibetans or Qiang people, the elderly and women get up very early, and they will not think about where we have gone when they see it, but it is not good after all. Also rowing back, this time it was against the current, it was much more difficult to row than before, in order to return quickly, even Sheng Shiyao took the pulp and rowed. I tried to help, too, but when the paddling changed the direction of the bow, they both shouted at me and let me sit still.

As I expected, when we hurried back to the stockade, we saw people walking, and it was already dawn. They were surprised to see us, as if they didn't understand why these Han people got up so early. When we returned to the Tibetan home, the host had already gotten up, saw us walking in from outside, and was surprised to ask us where we had gone so early. I could see that the other party was just curious, and there was no intention of spying. Sheng Shiyao replied with a light smile that his girlfriend wanted to watch the sunrise, so he took her to guard it early.

The master smiled knowingly, didn't ask any more, and waited for a while to realize that Sheng Shiyao's girlfriend was referring to me, and Nima used me as a shield again. Zhou Tong stayed at the bottom and was close to the master, Sheng Shiyao and I entered the room, and he took the notebook and began to look at it carefully. I probed my brain to look at it for a long time, but I didn't see anything famous, so I couldn't help asking: "Can you understand the words on it?" I thought he would continue to ignore me, but I didn't think that he nodded and said, "This is Khitan." ”

Yes? Khitan? The Khitan people are a nation with far-reaching influence in Chinese history, which has a dynastic history of nearly 200 years, and was once extremely brilliant, referring only to the Song Dynasty at that time. Later, it slowly fell and was destroyed by the Jurchen people, and at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, this nation suddenly disappeared in the historical books without a trace. There are no Khitan people in this world, but the Khitan script will definitely not disappear and has been handed down.

I was surprised: "You actually understand Khitan language?" "No, when he was in Yunyuan, although he had a strange expression when he saw the stone tablet, his eyes were blank, he shouldn't have known it, and I remember that he said that it was not ancient Chinese characters. Could it be that he went to check the classics later? Thinking about it, it was very possible, at noon that day, he said to come back first, but he didn't return to Liu Yufang until the evening, and his expression was also very complicated. Maybe I went to check the information, studied the inscription, and perfunctory said that we went to the west of the city.

Sheng Shiyao ignored me anymore, just buried himself in the past and looked at it word by word, and after reading one line, he thought for a while and continued to read the next line. Seeing that he was so serious, I couldn't interrupt again, so I could only sit by in a daze, and it didn't take long for sleepiness to strike, but I slept for three hours in one night, and walked so far again, and fatigue came over. Squinted at him, then fell asleep with his head tilted.

This sleep was very uncomfortable, muddy, I dreamed of walking at night, and it was dark all around, except for the sound of panting, it was a little scary. I went back to the stone place, and in the middle of it, I stepped on a hard place, and with my hand I brushed away the mud, and found another stone tablet, also with words carved on it. So as soon as I was excited, I called Sheng Shiyao and Zhou Tong, but even shouted a few times, they didn't come over, and when I looked up, I found that the surroundings were quiet and silent, and I was the only one here.

Immediately frightened, and at that moment, I noticed that something was moving under my feet, and I trembled and shone the flashlight on the soles of my feet, only to see that the original stone tablet had turned into a distorted face, and opened its bloody mouth and pounced on me.

"Ahh What's wrong? "I wiped my forehead, it was all cold sweat, but fortunately it was a dream, and I went to open the door without looking in the mirror, and I knew that my face was very ugly at the moment. Zhou Tong asked me with concern what was going on, and I said I had a nightmare.

After looking around, I found that Sheng Shiyao was no longer in the room, and asked Zhou Tong, only to know that he didn't call me when he saw that I was asleep, and asked Zhou Tong to wait outside the house, and then go to Boss Yuan's old house together when I woke up. I went to the bathroom and threw my face with a little cold water, and my drowsy head was finally clearer, and my face was not too ugly.

When I arrived at Boss Yuan's old house, I saw Sheng Shiyao standing there very leisurely, chatting with Boss Yuan, and when he saw us coming, he just glanced at us and looked away. I was affected by that dream, and my heart was always sinking, so Boss Yuan asked the guy to beckon me to sit in the tea shop next to me, and he didn't excuse himself.

It may be that the boss of Yuan ordered, after the guy led me into the tea shop, he kept talking to me and introduced me to the tea that the Tibetan people drink, some of which are called "Yacha", which is made of the thick branches and leaves of the tea tree, and is named because of the origin in Ya'an. Locally made butter tea, you must use "Yacha", because its taste is particularly strong, which can overshadow the smell of ghee.

Soon the store served a bowl of butter tea on the table, and I was about to bow my head to taste it, when I saw the guy looking at it in a daze, I couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and suggested that "Why don't you have a bowl too?" I'm in for a treat. "Although I don't have many tickets in my pocket, it's still okay to ask for a bowl of butter tea. But the guy waved his hand again and again, shaking his head and saying that he was used to drinking. Think about it, every day in this ditch, the local food must be tired of eating, so it is not reluctant.

I took a sip of tea and thought it tasted good, so I drank half a bowl. When I looked up, I saw that the little brother was still watching, and after thinking about it, I asked, "What color clothes do you Tibetan girls like to wear?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I generally like to wear a long skirt with red and white backgrounds, which is bright and refined, and very beautiful." ”

I thought to myself that the figure of Lin Miaomiao, who I saw yesterday, was really wearing a red dress on a white background, and the kind of orthodox Tibetan girl who also wore a headdress. It seems that I may really be dazzled, but I always feel a little unwilling, so I described Lin Miaomiao's appearance characteristics to the guy, wanting to see if he has any impression.

I just asked so casually, and I didn't have much hope, but after listening to my description, the guy frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "I know where she is!" I was so surprised that I jumped out of my chair, grabbed him by the arm and asked, "Where is it?" Take me there. The young man's stunned gaze moved to the hand where I grabbed his arm, and his face turned red, I quickly withdrew my hand, and didn't care why he was so thin-skinned, so I urged him to leave quickly.

After paying for the tea and walking out of the door, the guy hesitated to ask if he wanted to go next door to say hello to them, I thought about it and said no, anyway, I went over to see if it was Miaomiao, if it wasn't coming back soon. If it is, it won't be delayed for long, and you can come back with Miaomiao.

So under the lead of the guy, one after the other to the village, zigzag and walked for more than ten minutes, I found that the guy was confused, I couldn't help but ask him if he forgot the road, he turned back to me and smiled, patted his chest and said no, a little ahead of it. So I continued to walk with him, and walked over for a long time, when the young man pointed to the front and said, "It's here." ”

I looked up and saw that fifty meters away, there was indeed a single-family house, and I thought to myself, no wonder I couldn't find it, I lived in such a remote place. If you want me to go, you can't get here. Walking to the Tibetan residence, I was inexplicably apprehensive, and I attributed the origin of this emotion to the possibility of seeing Lin Miaomiao.

The young man went to knock on the door, and it was a very tightly wrapped woman who came out to open the door, and she didn't know what she was talking about, probably in Tibetan, and to my surprise, this young man could actually speak. The two exchanged for a while, and the young man came back to me and said, "That girl is sick and can't come out." This is the girl's aunt. ”

I thought for a moment and said, "Then you ask this aunt, can you let us go in and see her daughter?" "Since we have already arrived at the door, we have turned back without seeing anyone, which is really unreasonable, and of course the host must be willing to let us in.

The young man went to negotiate again, and soon he nodded at me, saying that the aunt was glad that we had come to visit her daughter. I pursed my lips and smiled, the Tibetans have always been known for their hospitality, and after making a Tibetan salute to the aunt, I followed inside. I don't know if it's cloudy, and the lights in the house are not turned on, it's very dim, and the nervous heartbeat just now has reappeared.

When we reached a door, my aunt stopped, turned back to signal us, and pushed the door in. I only heard her walk in and mutter, I should have told her daughter that someone came to see, and I followed in, and the guy walked behind.

When I looked inside the house and touched somewhere, my blood instantly froze!