The next day, I got up early, packed my bags, washed and tidied up, in fact, there was nothing to pack, I came empty, after cleaning the room, I walked to the door, looked back at the empty room, turned around and opened the door and came out, but the little lama was already standing at the door with a burden, and when he saw me come out, he said: "I thought you didn't wake up, give, this is given to you by Khenpo, let you change and leave." ”

I curiously took the burden, took the little lama back to the room, opened it and saw that there was a full set of big red monk's robes, as well as a string of wooden Buddhist beads and a brass five-strand vajra demon pestle, as well as a copy of Xirong Khenpo personally hand-copied in Chinese characters "Lengyan Mantra", the little lama pointed to the vajra demon pestle and said: "This vajra can cut off all troubles and subdue all evil spirits." I smiled and nodded, the moment I changed into the monk's robe, I suddenly felt that my mood was instantly quiet, this monk's robe was like a home, a return to a peaceful home, and I didn't want to come out again when I went in.

I changed my clothes, put all the other things in my baggage, tied them behind my back, and followed the little lama out of the temple gate, I wanted to go and say goodbye to Khenpo Xirong, but the little lama said that Khenpo had specially instructed him to go, just go, no need to say goodbye, the end of the world is not just a stone's throw away.

Although I didn't understand the meaning of these two sentences, I also remembered them deeply, and when I arrived at the gate of the temple, I found that all the lamas of the Tibetan scripture monastery were outside, and when they saw me coming out, they all gathered around, laughed and looked at my monk's robe, and took the opportunity to stuff kettles and barley cakes into my baggage.

I smiled and said goodbye to them one by one, and when I reached the entrance of the village, the little girl named Gesang came from afar, pouted and stuffed a few barley cakes into my hand, turned and ran, I smiled and looked at her back, thinking that she was really a little guy who held a grudge.

It took ten days to come to the familiar foot of the Caldon Mountain, looking at the tents that had been turned into ashes at the foot of the mountain, and the dead skeleton corpses buried under the yellow sand, I couldn't help but think of the fierce battle that had happened here, and Li Ruhai, who was probably still wandering around in the Yemo Temple, greed was indeed the most terrible thing in the world.

I climbed to the top of the hill and found a tent that looked in good condition, put down my baggage, and began to carry all the dead bodies down the mountain one by one, digging shallow pits with branches and hands, and burying them, a full seventy-three corpses, seventy-three mounds, these people used to have names, families, ideals and aspirations, but now, they are just a handful of dry bones under the loess.

I found the wild barley that Khenpo Xirong said, but I didn't dare to pick it and eat it, because it grew on the German camp, and I remember that night it was blown up into the sky by Sun Yuanhu and the explosives planted by Zhan Xian, and no one survived, if I guessed correctly, these wild barley grew on those corpses.

As the days passed, I slowly got used to it, and I dared to pick some wild barley to cook and eat, and then I simply harvested it and stored it for the winter.

Winter on Mount Caldon came very early, and it was unusually cold, there was no shelter on the top of the mountain, and there was a thick layer of ice on the tent, I couldn't stand the cold, so I had to take advantage of the snow to move the tent to the bottom of the mountain, and find a sheltered corner of the mountain rock to camp again.

The only thing I do every day is to recite the Mantra and then put a pen on the wall to record the day, and when the weather is good, I will stand on the top of the mountain and look into the distance, I understand why Khenpo Xirong asked me to come here, indeed, as he said, I am the best place to stay here, to look at my past sins and reflect on my heart.

When I'm bored, I will also squat at the entrance of the dungeon that has been blown up, wanting to hear what Li Ruhai is doing, but it is quiet below, there is no sound at all, I don't know if he is really dead, or if there are too many falling stones, isolating the sound.

That's it, I've been living under Carlton Mountain for five years, in the past five years, except for chanting, I haven't said a word, I haven't seen a person, I haven't looked in the mirror, I can't even remember what I look like, except for the goshawk in the sky and the occasional hare, not a single living thing, sometimes looking at the dense orthography on the wall, but also a trace of admiration for myself, I no longer miss the people and things of the year, whether it is Lin Xiaoxiao or Zeng Rourou, or Yuanmei and the second master, I think one day I will die of old age here, Draw an unsatisfactory end to this life.

On this day, I still stand on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, today's weather is exceptionally good, the red sun in the distance is blowing out, the people who shine are warm, I put my hands on the pergola, looking at the goshawk flying freely in the sky, but what I think is that the barley is almost ripe, and it is time to harvest it soon.

When I looked down at the endless field in front of me, an unexpected thing appeared, at first I didn't know what it was, I stared at it for a long time, my mind kept searching for suitable words, the first word that came to mind was horse, the second was people, and the third was many people.

Indeed, a team of three or four people came to the bottom of the mountain, and three or four people was already astronomical for me, and this was the first time I had seen anyone else in five years.

I didn't know whether to be excited or panicked, so I stumbled all the way down the hill, and when I got to the bottom of the mountain, I quickly hid behind a huge rock, and peeked at the horse team from far and near to the outside of my tent, led by an extremely burly man, who shouted loudly as soon as he got off his horse: "Brother! The second master has come to see you! ”

I think this voice is very familiar, second master? Is it the second master in my memory? I decided to take another look, only to see him stride into the tent, and after a while he came out again, and said to a young man next to him, "No one." ”

The young man said, "It should be nearby, maybe it's on the mountain, or let's go up and have a look." ”

The second master nodded, and the group began to ride up the mountain, I was worried about the demon pestle and the "Lengyan Mantra" in the tent, and when I saw them leaving, I hurriedly ran to the tent, and just arrived at the edge of the tent, I heard someone behind me shouting: "Second master, people are here!" ”

Like a frightened rabbit, I slipped into the tent with a thud, and sat on the bed trembling with my bag of scriptures, only to hear someone outside: "Brother! I! Don't be afraid, come out. ”

Saying that, this person reached out to lift the door curtain, and as soon as his hand reached in, I pounced on it and opened my mouth, biting his fat palm, and he retracted in pain, shouting and saying: "Hey, damn it, why are you biting people open, crazy This is, I said brother, I'm here to pick you up, something happened outside, and the whereabouts of the eight ancient jades, oops, what do you say, come out quickly!" ”

I heard the words of Bayao Guyu, my heart suddenly churned, although I can't remember what it is, but I vaguely feel that this thing is very important, so I carefully got out of bed, opened the door curtain, a strong sunlight outside shone in, stabbing me can't open my eyes, and at the same time, the dusty old things in my heart are like spring water, gushing out one by one.

The second master pulled me out, looked me up and down carefully, and said: "Okay, it's just that I've lost a little weight and my spirit is good, what's wrong, I've been a lama for a few years, and I don't know your second master?" ”

I looked at him timidly, not knowing what to say, he smiled and pulled me up, sat down on the stone beside him, and the rest of the people stood around us, and he asked, "How many years have you been?" ”

"Five, five, five. ”

"It's no problem to speak, the people from the Tibetan Scripture Temple have told me about your business, and I will take you out this time." ”

"Xirong, Khenpo, how are you?" "I've done my best to be coherent, but it sounds strange in both tone and voice.

"Well, what do you say, Khenpo Xirong passed away last year. ”

I quietly: "Oh" sound, if I say what my biggest harvest over the years is, I am afraid is to see through life and death, from burying the corpse to watching the barley grow on the tomb, and then to harvest, eat, thinking that one day, I will also become a dead corpse, and my corpse will also grow barley, and there will be animals or people to eat, here, the reincarnation of heaven is no longer an empty word.

He shouldn't have expected my reaction to be so bland, looking at me dumbly, I smiled at him, I don't know if my face is too scary, or I haven't laughed for a long time and become rusty, this smile actually scared him, he sat back, calmed down, and continued: "What, that Bayao Guyu has a whereabouts." ”

I let out an "oh" again, and I could see that he was used to my attitude, and just looked at me with slanted eyes, and no other expression.

"Little Japan was defeated, and the ancient jade of the Eight Masters was said to have been sold to Nanyang, and it is said that it was bought by a wealthy businessman, damn it, it seems that Yang Wancai's words back then were true." ”

"Oh"

"You talk to me like this again, believe it or not, I'll whip you, brother, wake up, I'm here to pick you up, we have to get that thing back, I heard that the rich businessman is not an ordinary person, and his background is complicated."

You clean up, I don't think you can clean up, carry your broken baggage, and come with me now. ”

"Okay," I replied with a smile.

My attitude was obviously unexpected, staring at me with wide eyes, and finally shouting to the others in despair, "Get on the horse, get on the horse." ”

I was helped up by him and slowly moved towards the rising sun, and I looked back at the huge figure of Karl Donal, and my dilapidated tent, and thought to myself that I would come back, just as I had buried these people I had killed, and I was going to do what I had to do, and I was going to do it myself.

At this moment, I can't help but think of the little poem I carved on the stone: "You only see the knife and chop the horse and drink the yellow sand, but you don't see the dry bones and the native green shoots, the flowers smile and the green pine has never been red like fire, and the snow presses the green pine only to reincarnate without leaving flowers." ”