Chapter 9: The Hidden Secret

My mind raced, and I instinctively wanted to look down to see who was helping me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, but the subconscious told me in a few tenths of a second that I couldn't see it, and I wanted to take advantage of this force.

went up. With the strength under me, I finally grabbed the edge of the table and hung it on it.

It was very windy up there. At least it's a lot bigger than the one below.

I didn't dare to look at the ground at first glance. Because I'm not ready for the last moments.

I looked around. Finding the view was still very nice. Clean skies with sweeping views of the surrounding mountains. But after looking at it for a while, my legs became a little weak. It's just too high. The feeling of being unleaning on made me have to lean down and hold on to the ground, and that feeling went down a bit.

Fuck, Lao Tzu's fear of heights still hasn't been cured. I cursed in my heart.

Fear of heights. This is probably the last thing I want to face in my life. Standing on a high place with no feeling of leaning on me drove me crazy.

After a few breaths, the beating heart seemed to ease up a little. I tried to stand up, but within a few seconds I decided to do the same half-crouching.

Not far away lay a man. He was surrounded by a raised circle on the ground. There is a pattern in the circle. It's a bit far away, though, so I can't see what the pattern is.

I tried to move slowly towards him.

This circle is more than two meters in diameter. The man just lay in the circle. Keep your eyes closed.

The high-altitude climate did not decompose the corpse, and it can even be said that it had the effect of preserving freshness.

I rubbed my nose and sucked back the snot that had slipped. Then he pulled out the knife from his waist and placed it next to him.

It's also a black knife. If you don't know if you look closely, it's almost exactly the same as Lan's black knife, and you can't tell the difference. It's just that on the body of the black knife, there is a sun engraved on it.

Maybe it's the sun. My heart said. On Ran's black knife is the moon. According to inertial thinking, this knife should be the sun.

"She asked me to give you back your stuff." I whispered. Then look into his face.

I've imagined countless times what this man in front of me really looks like. Is it feminine or masculine. Is it tall, or short. Is it long hair, or short hair......

The wind from the top of the mountain blew in from all directions, stirring his hair and sliding slightly on his white face. His eyes were closed and his expression was serene. It's like falling asleep, very calm. Just as he didn't leave any regrets before he died, I felt his breeze.

He was dressed in a white Tibetan suit. From his white face, I could tell that he was not Tibetan. Maybe it's because of the needs of customs.

I looked down and saw that he seemed to be holding something in his hand. It is an elongated shape.

"Hairpins." The fat man's voice came from behind me.

I looked back and saw that the fat man had climbed up and was walking towards me.

"What are you doing up here?" I asked him.

"Come up and take a look." The fat man said. "My Ah Cheng came to meet his rival, and the fat man has to come up to help you."

I didn't answer him, but continued to ask, "You say this is a hairpin?" ”

The fat man nodded, but didn't say anything. When he walked up to me, he reached out and took off the hairpin and put it in his hand to examine it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, the fat man said, "That's right, this is Sister Lan's hairpin." ”

"This is Lan's?" I was a little surprised. But it was understood in an instant.

If that pair of black knives is a symbol of the two of them, then the current hairpin should be a token.

"Why is there only one?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man looked at the man in front of him and said, "His hair is not long, and the hairpin is useless to him. ”

"What are you doing when you know I'm going to be angry?"

"This hairpin can only be Sister Lan's. You see, Sister Lan's hair is ...... with this hairpin."

"How do you know that this hairpin is Lan's." I said, "Don't tell me it's a guess. ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Hmm...... Cheng, there are some things you don't know—"

"I'll know when you say it." I said lightly.

The fat man Zabazar looked at it, thought about it, and said, "This was before you entered this business." At that time, I was still walking the rivers and lakes. I ran into Sister Lan once—"

"You're saying you've known Lan for a long time." I say.

"Hey, it's not what you think. The fat man was ......"

I waved my hand: "Okay, you're used to lying to me." I'm used to being deceived by you. It doesn't matter anymore. You go on to say. ”

"Forehead......" The fat man opened his mouth, as if trying to explain. But "amount" didn't pop up a word for a long time.

After a while, the fat man said: "At that time, didn't the fat man just go to the Tao, and he set his eyes on Sister Lan's hairpin-hey, do you know, this hairpin is a good thing." Think about it...... By the way, I heard my old man say it. This thing seems to be ......."

"So you have a crooked heart." I say.

"Yes, yes, yes." The fat man nodded. "But I didn't succeed at the time, and I was taught a lesson by Sister Lan." The fat man was a little embarrassed when he said this.

"I see." I took a deep breath to temporarily relieve the lack of oxygen to my brain.

The fat man looked at me and tightened his collar again.

After nearly an hour, the fat man couldn't stand it anymore. He said, "Ah Cheng, it's windy up here, why don't we go down." You see this man has seen it too, let's go. ”

"You go down first, and wait for me below." I looked at the man lying in front of me.

"Hey, no matter how you look at him, he won't survive. It's not as good as ......."

I turned my face sideways to look at the fat man, and the fat man immediately stopped talking. Knowingly, he covered his mouth and nodded: "Then I'll go down first, and you can go down quickly." It's cold above. ”

I nodded, and watched the fat man descend from the burial platform.

I sat on the burial platform all night. Sitting all night facing this man. During this time, I did not eat anything or drink any water. The whole person seems to have entered a state of epiphany, and the person in front of him, like a monk who has attained the Tao, will always maintain that unwavering expression, which I have to face with full attention.

During this period, the fat man came up once, but I sent him away.

At dawn the next day, the sky in the distance began to glow a hint of fish.

I looked, and I glanced down at the man.

Fat man, they have already gone down the mountain first. I'm the only one here now.

"Come on, let me see what secrets you're hiding." I picked up the black knife on the ground and looked at him.

At this time, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

(That's it for the time being, and then another character begins.)

Even if I write 4,000 words a day, I can still write for a year ,,,,,,) (to be continued.) )