They call the flutists "Master."

According to Brother Toubang, they were still young at the time, and they didn't know anything, and they couldn't remember anything, but anyway, the master took them to set off towards a high mountain, passing through a big river, passing through a valley, and finally coming to the bottom of a mountain.

"At that time, the apricot blossoms were blooming, and the snow was white." He recalled as he spoke.

That place was not the valley it is now. Master led them into a cave with thatch and piles of charcoal.

The master went to a small cave and took out a handful of dried apricots and handed them them, and the children grabbed them in their hands and stuffed them into their mouths, the dried apricots were sour and sweet, and they grinned as they ate.

"Life here is very good, there are dried apricots to eat, there is mutton, Master took us to open up the wasteland at the bottom of the mountain, planted some barley and rye." Brother Touhoop recalled, "Anyway, I ate enough, although I can't remember what happened in the village when I was a child, but I still ate better here than in the village." ”

"I remember a little bit when I was a kid, and when I left, I was hungry for two days. Thanks to Master, I saved me. Daxia said.

The valley was deep, the passes were hidden, and even the winter wind was much lighter than outside, and the snow was thinner than in other valleys.

"Warm in winter and cool in summer, good place." Several people said.

Out of the pass, turn a small hill, and there is a gurgling river. Their job was to pan for gold for Master in the river.

"That river was discovered by Master, there is a lot of gold sand, even children can sift it out, and there is a harvest every day."

The rivers of the Pamirs melt for only four months of a year. Master told them that during these four months, they had to save up for food and clothing for the whole winter.

Four months beyond was the long winter, and they were able to harvest some food in the valley, but not enough to eat. Every autumn before the heavy snow covers the mountain, Master sews the gold sand he has collected for a year into his underwear, and then walks eastward or westward.

"Every year when he came back, he drove a donkey cart with a lot of stuff in it. In the winter, we eat those things, and we don't have enough to eat—"

"—I ate the donkey too, and anyway, the master will drive the donkey back the next year."

About seven or eight years have passed since this kind of life.

"I don't remember exactly, it's pretty jolly here. Master also taught us to speak and read. The hero took out a copy of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" that was about to be turned over, "In winter, the snow covers the mountain, so we hide in the cave and make a fire." Master took this set of books, and he read them to us, and taught us how to write one by one. ”

They were content and never thought of going back.

Because in their memories, the original life was more bitter.

Later, one autumn, Master went out with Jin Sha again, and this time he did not go to the west or to the east, but chose to go south.

But this time, Master didn't come back.

The six of them waited and waited, and when the snow covered the mountain, they didn't see the master driving the donkey cart back.

That winter, a little friend fell ill because of lack of food and clothing.

"His forehead was very hot, and he was very hot, and then he said nonsense, and he died as he spoke."

The master didn't come back, Xiaoliu died again, they finally survived the winter, and when the ice and snow melted, they went to the river to pan for gold.

"We felt that Master had come back late, and after the heavy snow closed the mountain, people couldn't enter that valley. So when spring came, because of my age, everyone elected me as the leader, working to pan for gold, and waiting for the master. ”

But after the whole summer passed, they collected a bag full of gold sand, and the master still did not return.

There was no way, they wanted to get out of this valley and go to the Master.

"We wanted to go south, and Master went south that year."

The five men took the gold sand and the food, left the valley and began to walk south. They didn't know how far they had walked, and they hadn't seen anyone on the road anyway.

"Then there was no dry food, so we caught rabbits, wild sheep, and fish, and we were hungry and full."

After walking for about a month, they came across a village. There are only four or five households in the village, and there are fifty or sixty goats in the sheepfold.

"We asked them if they had seen Master, but they didn't understand." Brother Hoop said.

"But they made gestures to stop us from continuing south." Daxia added, "Then a man came out with a gun, which I had seen in the village when I was a child, and he aimed at beating a sheep, and the sheep died with one shot. ”

"In the end we understood what they meant, they were trying to say that there was a war in the south, a war with guns."

Lin Shan nodded. From here, to the south, is the Wakhan corridor in Afghanistan, and further south, to the area where the Northern Alliance and the Taliban are in a civil war.

"Because I couldn't understand the words, I took out a handful of gold sand and asked them if they had ever seen a person, and that person was carrying such a thing."

"Then they took the handful of gold and gave us all the sheep of a village."

Unable to find the master, they had to drive the sheep back. But as they walked, they found that they could not make out the way—the mountains in front of them looked the same, and the passes were the same, and they had walked for a long time, but they had not reached the valley where they had been, nor had they been able to return to the cave.

"I couldn't go back, and then I decided to stay in this valley." Brother Hoop said.

"It's a lot like that valley, but it's better, it's green everywhere." Daxia said.

"So how have you lived all these years?"

"Find something from the grass that grows grains, and plant it in the valley at the bend end, and the sheep are raised there." Brother Hoop said.

"There are seventy or eighty of them now." Heroes are always complements.

"Sometimes we catch argali, but they are very fierce and difficult to raise." Curly said.

"The tooth babies are always running to make trouble." Another person with less white head also said.

"Why is it called Yawa?"

"Because they have fangs, these things are fierce. jumped in, grabbed a sheep, and directly bit through the neck, drinking blood. ”

"How many of them there are?" Dahmina asked.

The head hoop brother looked at each other.

"There were three, two big and one small. In the past two years, the little one has disappeared, and it should be dead. They only steal sheep, chase argali, sometimes chase rabbits, but do not attack us. ”

"Because sometimes we divide their food."

"It's hard. But in any case, it is better than in the village, where there is not even enough food to eat, and meat can be eaten here. ”

"It's different now." Lin Shan said with a smile, "Now the outside world is not the same as before, not only can you eat meat, but people are afraid that they will eat too much and gain weight." There is also a word called 'weight loss', which means that those fat people starve themselves hard, run and jump hard, and toss the meat they eat. ”

The eyes of the five men were as wide as brass bells.

"Are they crazy?" Brother Headband asked incredulously.

"It's so shameless." Curly said as he touched his dry rib board with his bony hands.