The long-awaited hug is so tight, Lao Xiong, Qingwa, and I, comrades who have lived and died together for three years, finally get together again at this moment. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old bear, who was full of stubble and had a hearty personality, punched me first and said with a smile: "Hanlin, you kid don't pay attention to it, if you don't show up for three years, it will be troublesome to show up, and you will have to be fined three bowls later!" Sichuan Qingwa also smiled: "Hell, three bowls are enough, directly down a turtle son, Lao Tzu, this guy is comrades-in-arms, just Hanlin has a good amount of wine, don't drink it." ”

Hearing them say this, my heart is both happy and sad, happy needless to say, sad is really like the old bear said, three years apart, I have never visited them once, especially this time I still need their help, the sadness in my heart is even more overflowing.

Qingwa looked at me, and immediately glared at Lao Xiong and said, "Your turtle son can't speak, don't talk about it, what's the trouble?" Are those two green-skinned cubs troublesome? If you want to carry out a raid with the Asan in southern Tibet back then, your baby's ass is hung up, and Hanlin carried you in one breath for more than 30 miles of mountain roads, isn't it troublesome? If you don't have him, you will now celebrate the anniversary of your turtle son. ”

Old Xiong hurriedly said: "I really don't mean anything else...... I don't know yet...... We are destined to make friends...... "His five big and three rough rough men were in a hurry, and he couldn't understand, and he raised his hand to slap himself in the mouth, so I hurriedly hugged him, diverted the topic and said: "I understand, I understand, come, old Xiong Qingwa, let me introduce my brother to you first." ”

The fat man had just come back from tying up the two green skins at this time, and I was busy introducing the three of them, and both sides were my brothers in life and death, so there was naturally no obstacle to communication.

After the greetings, I asked the fat man how the two green skins were, the fat man was stunned, and asked me what I wanted to do, I saw that his expression was wrong, and I sighed in my heart, and hurriedly asked him if he was not killed, right? Although people point guns at you, you can't commit a murder case, the fat man smiled, saying that he wasn't so ruthless, he was just dizzy, but if you want to ask, it's definitely no fun.

I was relieved and understood that the fat man was worried that they would report to Cai Ji, but since he had turned his face, as long as no one died, it would not be too much to clean up.

Although the time of this trip is urgent, but the reunion of comrades-in-arms, it is inevitable to drink a few glasses, it just so happens that opposite the tulou is a Tibetan style tavern, everyone is not picky, raise their feet and go inside, but at this time a voice of Ai sounded: "That...... I ...... "When I turned around, I saw that it was the antique appraiser Hu Jianjun who wanted to speak and stopped.

I patted my head and almost forgot about him, this guy is a simple academic, and he wanted to persuade him when he used the gun in Qingpi, so I said: "Xiaohu, you have also seen it, I don't deal with Boss Cai who pays you wages, but we don't have a holiday, you can go wherever you want now." ”

Hu Jianjun opened his mouth and said, "Actually, I'm hungry too......"

The fat man pulled him over and said, "What do I want to do, our brothers are not as rich as Cai Ji, but what does it matter if you eat and drink well!" Don't fight today, buddy! ”

The tavern is the same as the tulou outside, it is very old, but it can be seen that the owner is very attentive, the wooden floor and stairs should be maintained from time to time, although it can't stop the corrosion of the years, it is still strong, but it contains a precipitated taste, quite ancient.

At this time, it was not a meal, and there were not many guests, so I asked the fat man to open his seat and walked to the counter to order. The owner of the tavern, a Tibetan in his thirties, smiled when he saw the guests coming to the door.

There are not many dishes in the old-fashioned Tibetan tavern, mainly grilled fish and roasted beef and mutton, as for the wine, it is almost all barley, our group is mainly reminiscing, eating is second, I ordered everything, and then asked for a few pots of wine, turned around.

But at the moment when I lifted my feet, in the afterglow of the sunset that came in from the door, I looked at the furnishings of the tavern in front of me, and a strange shock in my heart was like lightning that pierced the night sky, and suddenly made me freeze in place! I have a vague sense of familiarity with the scene in front of me!

What's going on?

I'm sure it's my first time in Gazhen, let alone an old tavern in the town, but the scene in front of me seems to have lingered in my mind for a long time, hazy but unusually clear.

The fat man was calling me over, and I shook my head, a little unclear, just some strange coincidence, and stopped thinking about it.

Lao Xiong, Qingwa, Fat Man and Hu Jianjun were sitting together, and the Fat Man said to me: "Shout at you several times, stand there stupidly and wonder what you are doing." ”

I didn't want to spoil the atmosphere by saying the specious feelings, so I smiled and said: "Dude is thinking about your life's events, you may not know the old Xiong Qingwa Xiaohu, but our fat man, that can be called decisive and wise Shenwu, is a ruthless person who once crossed the Daxing'an Mountains alone, especially this body of fat, shaking is a bear blind man who is also afraid of three points." It's just that heroes don't meet beauties, so they have been looking for many years, and they are still miserable and miserable. If you want a suitable sister or sister, you can entrust it, I will pack the ticket, and the fat man will make him happy for life......"

Everyone laughed, and the fat man also laughed and said, "The parents who gave birth to me, and the one who knows me is a big watermelon." Hu Jianjun said: "Don't say it, I really have a girl from my own family who is waiting to be written......"

When the fat man heard this, he hurriedly picked up the teacup and said, "Yo, Uncle Hu, is the girl pretty?" The fat man has to go with you. ”

Hu Jianjun was embarrassed and said: "It's pretty and pretty is pretty but the name is not good." ”

The fat man patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, we judge people by their appearance, what's the name of the big sister?" ”

"Hu Lai ......"

The fat man pounced angrily, and in Xiaohu's voice begging for mercy, Lao Xiong Qingwa and I both laughed.

At this time, the sound of "tuk tuk" sounded, and the tavern owner brought over the food, a fatty big herring, a few plates of barbecue and three pots of barley wine, as well as cheese glutinous rice and other snacks.

I thanked the boss and was about to pour a drink for everyone, but when I saw that the boss was still standing aside and wanted to speak, I asked him what was the matter. The boss rubbed his hands and said in not very pure Mandarin: "The guest is from southwest Luxi?" ”

I was a little strange and nodded, and the tavern owner grinned when he heard this, pointed to the second floor and said, "My father wants to invite guests upstairs to talk." ”

I looked in the direction of his finger and saw a withered old man in a Tibetan robe, simmering in a chaise longue, looking at me with a complicated expression.

Lao Xiong and Qingwa noticed it and asked me what was wrong, I shook my head, remembering the strange familiarity I had with the tavern just now, and told everyone to eat and drink first, and the buddies will come when they go.

The tavern keeper went back to the counter, and saw that it meant to let me go upstairs alone, and the pure wooden stairs had a strong texture when stepping on, and even with his back to the old man, I could still feel his gaze on me.

I walked over slowly, and the old Tibetan man was lying on a wicker chair, with a blanket on his knees, and a pair of cloudy old eyes staring at my face for a moment, as if trying to see through my whole being.

I cleared my throat, and when I saw that the old man didn't seem to mean to speak first, I said, "What advice did the old man call me?" ”

As soon as I opened my mouth to speak, the old man's body trembled, as if he had suddenly woken up from a dream, and looked me up and down again, before he said in a hoarse and slow voice, "Like, you and him are very similar." ”

I said in my heart that I look like such a public face, old man, it's really hard for me to answer such feelings.

Seeing that I was silent, a smile appeared on his wrinkled dry face, the Tibetan old man leaned over and said, "Twenty-eight years ago, a customer silently drank wine all day in my shop. Seven years ago and five years ago, he appeared twice more, leaving behind a parcel and saying that if someone would find him, he would ask me to hand it over to that person, and send a word. ”

The old man's tone was slow, but it fell into my ears like a bolt from the blue!

At that moment, I suddenly realized why I had a sense of déjà vu about the furnishings in the tavern.

Photo! The photo of my uncle that Cai Ji showed me is exactly here!

Twenty-eight years ago...... Isn't it when Uncle and his party enter Tibet? The old man said seven years ago, five years ago...... Uncle is really back!

The old man ignored my shock, he fell into his own memories, his face covered with the traces of time was dazed, and even indescribable excitement.

"We met for the first time twenty-eight years ago, huh! He is still an ordinary young man, and he seems to have unspeakable thoughts. When we met for the second time seven years ago, he was a middle-aged man who was in the dust, as if looking for some answer. Five years ago......" The old man said this, and a pair of eyes suddenly lit up, and that look was very similar to that of a believer worshipping on the road, and he muttered in an ethereal voice: "Five years ago...... The last time he appeared, he turned into a young man again, except for me, no one noticed his change, he was like a great opportunity to return from the snowy mountain, his voice and smile, just like twenty-eight years ago! ”

The old man looked at me as he spoke, and said, "Since then, I have known that he has become the guardian of the snowy mountain, and he is the same existence as the Buddha's light on the top of the snowy mountain...... He is the messenger of Aji Jiji who walks in the mortal world. ”

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