The next day, our group arrived at the temple. The temple is located in a valley surrounded by greenery, with a wide square in front and a temple in the back that is not a style of architecture. The temple was built tall and majestic, and the roof was paved with huge stone slabs. As we walked through the square, we found that the temple in front of us had a sense of depression, and the walls of the boulder were pitted and seemed to be riddled with bullet marks. The swarthy color is also like a trace of burning. And there is a gap in one corner that is obviously repaired later, more like it was blown up by a bomb. This gap makes the huge temple look like a giant with severed arms and limbs.

I asked my guide, Ogawa, "Looking at this scene, it seems that this temple had a very tragic battle?" ”

The tour guide Ogawa said that he had led groups to this area for sightseeing several times, and at first he had such doubts, but he had never heard of any battles fought here. Perhaps, this is the architectural feature of this temple. Or, the original designer was deliberately giving people some kind of hint in this way.

I looked at the empty square in front of the temple and another image appeared in my mind. In the picture, there were many corpses in the square, and I even smelled the almost suffocating smell of blood, and heard the rumbling explosions, the whistling raindrops of bullets, and the burning smoke. The desperate cries in the smoke of gunpowder, the passion in the blood in the smoke, the flesh and blood flying in the smoke, the groans of pain in the smoke. I fixed my mind, and all of this seemed to be just a vision in a dream. But I looked back at the temple behind me, at the bullet marks on the boulder walls, at the blackened marks after the burning, at the tunnel after the bomb exploded, at the gap where the bomb had collapsed. All this also tells me that everything is not a vision that exists in a dream, everything is really happening. The corpse can be moved, the blood will be scattered with the wind, the smoke and bullet marks, and the blood stains can be washed away, but the traces left in the heart will be left clearly. It may be glory, pain, sorrow......

I looked up at the sky, and it was a strange blue, so blue that it seemed to drip juice. It was so blue that it seemed to be pregnant with something about to move, as if it could break through the blue at any moment. Underneath this blue, there was a trace of white clouds passing leisurely, as if whatever happened in this world had nothing to do with it. I took a deep breath and felt the air fresh, like a clear stream washing away the turbid breath in my heart and blood.

Under the greeting of Li Lili and Lao Pao, I walked into the temple with everyone.

The main hall in the temple is built tall and majestic, and the beams are giant trees that are hugged by two people, and the tour guide Ogawa told everyone that the scenery pattern of Bogda is carved on it. The pillars are stone pillars that two people hug together, and the stone pillars are carved with the stories of Bogda's conquest. In the main hall, sixteen life-size portraits are lined up. In front of each portrait, there is an incense tripod. This is the portrait of the gods of the Bogda. The sixteen gods of the Bogda are also all members of the Bogda Presbyterian Church.

While looking at these idols, the old cannon suddenly shouted. The old cannon's cry attracted all the onlookers, who stood in front of a statue of a god, but together they turned their astonished eyes to me.

Ah Mei said, "The god of war in this third portrait is almost exactly the same as you. ”

I smiled slightly, "Like, that's me." ”

My answer drew boos from everyone present. Li Lili and Lao Pao said almost in unison, "Say you're fat, you're really gasping!" ”

After everyone's boos, a girl appeared behind everyone. I saw that this girl was wearing a black outfit with red embroidery, and her long hair was high, and she was tied with a silver headdress. On the side of the headdress, a delicate feather feather is inserted.

Everyone thought it was strange when they saw this girl. The tour guide, Ogawa, said, "This is the archmage of the tribe. ”

When the girl approached, the tour guide Ogawa respectfully saluted the girl. The girl just nodded slightly. Everyone saw that this girl was slender and long, with beautiful eyebrows, but her skin had a very special fairness. At first glance, it's no different from an ordinary girl. If it weren't for the introduction of the tour guide Ogawa, none of us would have seen that this girl would be a mage, and a great mage.

The Archmage glanced at me. I found the archmage's gaze extremely soft. She looked at me, her face suddenly rippling like water, and her gaze quickly became startled. But she then reverted to her previous form. Although it was only a momentary change, I saw it clearly. I smiled at the archmage and nodded, saying, "Hello archmage! The archmage nodded, and suddenly spoke, "You don't have to call me archmage. I blurted out, "Agma ......." In fact, at this time, it was completely a miracle. I called the Archmage, and I don't even know what I did.

The archmage said this to me, almost to the surprise of everyone present. And my response surprised everyone even more. Li Lili hurriedly pulled me and said to the tour guides Ogawa and Agma, "I'm sorry, my brother has never been upright, but he has no disrespectful meaning. I will definitely educate this guy well when I go back, so that he will never talk nonsense again in the future. ”

Agma faced me and said, "Agma is Agma!" ”

Agma's demeanor made my heart suddenly move, and I suddenly had an indescribable sense of closeness. I took a closer look at Agmar, and I vaguely felt familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere. For a moment, I couldn't remember where I had seen Agmar. From the look on my face and the attitude she had towards me, she should have known me. Perhaps, it's not just about getting to know each other.

The tour guide, Ogawa, took everyone to visit the inside of the temple, and only me and Agma were left in the main hall.

After everyone had left, Agmar stood there smiling and looking at me, just like the one he had just looked. Looking at the smile on the corners of her eyes at the moment, where she looks like a tribal archmage, she is simply a little girl who has not lost her innocence.

Agmar tilted her head to look at me and said, "Welcome back to Bogda!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, "Back to Bogda?" This is my first time here! ”

Agma waved his hand, "No need to explain. I know you have a reason for doing this. ”

I was still confused, "What did I do?" ”

Agma looked at me and smiled. "You don't have to say it, I understand."