The next day, we set off, Yun Duruo and I both kept our promise and didn't tell anyone else about the person we met in the ghost market last night, it shouldn't take much time to go home all the way south, I don't know how sad Gu Anqi will be when she sees me like this, and I almost forgot what the man said on the way back.

It wasn't until Yun Duruo stopped holding my hand that I felt her hand tremble slightly.

"What's wrong?"

I asked blankly.

"Front...... There is a fork in the road ahead, and there is a road on the left and right. ”

Yun Duruo told me with a trembling voice.

"One of them may have been flooded by the overnight rain last night, while the other was unaffected by the hard soil."

I chuckled in my heart, and was said by the man, I took two hexagrams, one is the green dragon is in place, the other is the pearl unearthed, walking on the dirt road without water will restore my vision, and walking the other I will always be like now, but although the man did not say it explicitly, I can vaguely understand that he is dissuading me, and regaining my sight may not be a good thing for me.

"Dad, there are two paths, which one should I take?"

Gu Xiaoxiao was asking Xiao Lianshan.

I heard Xiao Lianshan unfolding the map, and after a long time he told the others that both roads could be taken.

"Let Rong Yan choose for himself."

Yun Duruo held my hand tightly and said to the others.

The corners of my mouth squirmed and showed a grateful smile, my life is up to me, no one wants to live in darkness all their lives, I long to see the light again, and even more eager to see this group of friends and confidants around me again.

But what that man said in his conversation last night was very clear, if I regained my sight, the future and the future would be unpredictable, and the choice between a thought would have different results, and that person was clearly hinting to me not to regret it.

If it goes on like this forever, I think I may get used to it slowly after a long time, at least I won't let Xiao Lianshan and Gu Anqi worry anymore, and I can go on with Yun Du Ruoan steadily, I shook Yun Du Ruo's hand hard, in fact, I don't want much, I just want to hold her forever to grow old, at least I do it now.

"Take the road where there is water."

I took a deep breath and finally spoke.

I felt Yun Duruo's hand tremble in my palm again, but in the end it was still tightly held with me, last night the man said that fate is determined by heaven, and I really want to tell him now that my life is in my hands and my own affairs can be dominated and decided.

My decision may not be very important in other people's hearts, it is nothing more than choosing a path, but perhaps only Yun Duruo and I know that I am not choosing a path, but my future life.

Back to the car all the way bumpy south, the farther I go, the more calm and steadfast my heart is, the road is my own choice I have no regrets, Yun Duruo has been holding my hand tightly, she said I can't see, she is my eyes, in fact, she really did, all the way to me are describing the scenery and scenery of the grassland outside the window, she described it so clearly and in detail, even if I can't see with my eyes, I can still sketch the beautiful scenery in my heart, and suddenly found that it is not a terrible thing to see things with my eyes.

After a long time, the car stopped, and I heard Gu Xiaoxiao's excited exclamation, and even the prince, who had been silent, praised him sincerely, and Han Yu next to me told me that the way forward was to pass through a high mountain, and everyone was impressed by the beautiful scenery of this mountain.

It is rare to see such a refreshing scenery along the way, everyone wants to come down and rest for a while, in the description that Yun Duruo gave me, there is an endless prairie, a vast and boundless forest, thrilling ice and snow, bubbling hot springs, I vaguely see the amazing scenery in my heart.

"This mountain is called Arshan, where the four grasslands meet, where the grass is higher than the sheep's back, and you can really see the wonderful scenery of the sky and the wilderness, and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep. Arshan is bordered to the south by the heroic Horqin steppe. ”

Nangong Yi stood next to me and said to everyone.

"Here the grassland and the forest and the sea meet, the snow-capped mountains and the hot springs coexist, and now it is May and the best time for Arshan scenery."

Yun Duruo was afraid that I would miss this beautiful scenery because I couldn't see it, so she took my hand and described it to me in a hurry, listening to her tell me like unfolding a landscape painting that was overflowing in my heart.

Bright rhododendrons bloom all over the mountains, red buds compete with ice and snow, white snow presses over the dry branches of unbudding leaves, snow and flowers compete for wonder, flowers and snow fight as if in the fairyland of the world.

The advantage of not being able to see is that the scenery that Yun Duruo described to me left me to sketch a beautiful picture in my mind, and even used my imagination to add and add, I think the scenery I saw in my heart should be more beautiful than what they saw.

Yun Duruo helped me to go up the mountain, I heard the sound of the lake and the birdsong with a faint fragrance of flowers, Nangong Yi told me that this is the famous rhododendron lake in Arshan, because the lake is full of rhododendrons, the lake is in the shape of moon buds, and the scenery of the four seasons is beautiful.

When the remnant snow melts and returns to the earth in spring, the rhododendrons by the lake are in full bloom, the flowers and trees are intertwined, the red and green are distinct, the lake surface is like a fire, the wild birds in the lake are flocked, the gray cranes and swans inhabit, and the groups of willow root fish compete to feed.

In today's season, the duckweed fields on the lake are swaying in the wind, the fragrance is like the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, the lake water is clear like a mirror, the surrounding forests are dyed, the golden waves on the lake are rippling like brocade, and the beauty is overwhelming.

Go up again to the stone pond forest, pile up rockery like a rockery, a thousand strange, some like a sword pointing upright, some like a heroic warrior with a halberd to fight, some like a mighty hero lightning rush, some like an old man weathered...... Yun Duruo said that what is even more unimaginable is that in the stone pond forest where there is basically no soil to speak of, the tall and dense Xing'an larch is tall and handsome, the thick roots of the branches and leaves tightly hug the volcanic rock, and penetrate deeply between the lava crevices, the high mountain cypress extends everywhere with its low body, showing tenacious vitality, and the evergreen pine trees in all seasons are like snow lotus in full bloom, which is really a scene of one step at a time, and it is full of vitality everywhere.

Because I couldn't see the slow ascent, they were describing the mesmerizing scenery for me, and it was a long time before we reached the top of the mountain.

Nangong Yi told us that this place is called Motianling which means the closest place to the sky, Yun Duruo told me, here the stone peaks are staggered and intertwined, the strange and majestic is tall and magnificent, from the top of the mountain to look at the distant grassland scenery in full view, the undulating mountains carry colorful things.

The mountain peak was speechless, I only heard the roar of a hovering and flying goshawk, and then Xiao Lianshan's heartfelt approval, and I noticed that everyone else was looking behind me, and I couldn't help but be amazed from the bottom of my heart.

"It's Tianchi!"

Yun Duruo took my hand and said happily.

"I didn't expect that there was such a magnificent heavenly pond on the top of this mountain."

"The Heavenly Pond of Arshan has been famous for a long time, if you look down from the sky, this Heavenly Pond is like a piece of crystal jasper, inlaid on the top of a majestic and magnificent forest and verdant mountain."

Nangong Yi said to us excitedly.

"The lake here is dry for a long time, the rain is not overflowing, the level is like a mirror, the pine and cypress are reflected, the blue sky and white clouds are beautiful."

Yun Duruo told me that at this moment, the water vapor in the mountain is dense and the clouds are thick, the mountain is full of mist, the white clouds sometimes rise by the mountain, sometimes roll down, and the lush pine and birch are overflowing with green and shaking green by the pool.

"There are three strange things in Arshan Tianchi, one is that it does not dry up for a long time, and it does not overflow after a long rain, and the second is that there is no river injection into Tianchi water, and there is no river discharge, but the water in the pond is extremely clean, and the water in the lake seems to come from the sky."

Nangong Yi said to us happily.

"Magic three, there are no fish in Tianchi and it is unfathomable."

There seemed to be other people besides us, and I could faintly hear the sound of instrumental music and undulating human voices, like some kind of sacrifice or ritual.

"There are other people here."

I listened for a moment and asked curiously.

"Yes, there are many people singing and dancing around a white cloth bag next to Tianchi."

Yun Duruo looked at it for a while and said to me.

"I don't know what they're doing."

"Sky burial."

The prince walked up to us and said with a heart.

"Sky burial?!"

Everyone asked in surprise.

The prince nodded and told us with certainty that the sky burial is a traditional funeral method for Mongolians, Tibetans and other ethnic minorities, after death, the body is taken to the designated place for the eagle to swallow, the core of the sky burial is the immortality of the soul and the reincarnation of reincarnation, death is just the separation of the immortal soul and the old body, and it is a different transformation of different space.

The worship of celestial burial is that it is believed that feeding vultures with skins is the most noble form of charity, which embodies the highest state of Mahayana Buddhism - sacrificing one's body and giving alms.

The traditional Mongolian burial ritual involves placing the body of the deceased with a face facing the sky, covering it with a cloth with a mantra written on it, and placing it in the wilderness for vultures to devour.

Three days later, relatives come to visit, and if the body is eaten by birds and beasts, or there is not much left, it means that the deceased has lived a good life and the soul has returned to heaven.

If it moves little or untouched, it is considered that it has done evil in life, and even birds and beasts are unwilling to peck at it, at this time, ask the lama to chant sutras excessively, until the flesh and bones enter the belly of the eagle wolf, and then it is considered to have fulfilled the heart of the deceased.

"The mountains here are high and ethereal, and the goshawks gather and do not disperse, which is really a good place for heavenly burial."

The prince pronounced a Buddha horn and said piously.

I heard the chirping and circling of countless goshawks overhead, and the banners fluttering in the wind, and the familiar smell, the carrion and blood slowly eating away at my body.

I don't know much about the sky burial before, but I only know that the mysterious sky burial is a glorious road for the Mongolian and Tibetan people to return to heaven after death, it is a solemn and sacred process, but unfortunately I can't see it, otherwise I will try to silently make an unforgettable record of life and death with my eyes and heart