Passerby A glanced up at me, didn't speak, when I was like air, continued to look down at the map, Xiaohua smiled, and said, "Are you feeling better?" I nodded, and instead of saying thank you, I asked, "What's next?" ”

I have seen that map before, it is a very abstract map, and it is purely hand-drawn, the route is along the remaining veins of the eastern side of Kunlun Mountain, this section of the mountain range stretches several connected snow peaks, the highest elevation is close to more than 5,000 meters, stretching towards the main trunk of Kunlun, even Samba can not name these peaks, the route on this map, the drawing is very vague, the end point is a door pattern, I don't know why, I see that pattern, I always can't help but think of the bronze door in Changbai Mountain.

Xiaohua pointed to the map and shook her head, and said: "There is a general route, but this map is scribbled, I don't know how far it is, and most importantly, I'm not sure if this is the destination." ”

The place where he fingered was the pattern of the door, according to the grandfather's message on Mrs. Huo's notes, this map was not complete, this one was the one that grandpa buried in Mrs. Huo's yard at that time, and the half of the map in Grandpa's hand, maybe it was in the hands of Zhang Da Buddha, or it was lost to other places, in short, what we have now is only half a map, so the place where the door is painted may be the end, but it may also be just a special place on the way.

At this moment, Lao Mao's voice suddenly came from the snow, I saw him pressing a person to walk towards us, while walking, scolding in his mouth, I saw that the person turned out to be Samba, and immediately said: "Lao Mao, what are you doing?" ”

Lao Mao glanced at me with his spare eyes, pressed Samba in front of Xiaohua, and said, "Ninth Master, this kid wanted to run away and stole our things." Samba was pushed down in the snow by Lao Maoyi, and when he heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Zansheng God, I just want to get a little food to cross the snowy mountain, I didn't steal." Lao Mao sneered and said, "Didn't steal it? I let you not steal. After speaking, he kicked Samba, reached out to search his body, and when he touched it, he found something. When I saw it, I couldn't help but be surprised that it was my wallet.

Samba's face turned blue all of a sudden, his expression was ashamed and annoyed, but he didn't dare to attack, his dark eyes glanced at me, and he didn't speak.

Lao Mao shook his wallet, patted Samba's face, and said, "What is this not stealing?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you? Xiaohua suddenly smiled and said, "Mao Degui, you have courage...... Well, did I say I'm going to kill him? ”

Lao Mao's expression changed, and he smiled: "Ninth Master, did I do something wrong?" ”

Xiaohua was still smiling, and the face that was more beautiful than a woman returned to the look that seemed to be smiling a year ago, and he opened his mouth and said softly: "You're right." Lao Mao saw Xiaohua's smiling expression, and couldn't help but restrain a little, didn't care about Samba anymore, but threw his wallet at me, and muttered in his mouth: "Damn, I also know that persimmons have to be pinched softly, and there is a kind of you who come to steal my wallet, and it's strange that Lao Tzu doesn't blow your head." ”

Samba, like an angry little daughter-in-law, didn't dare to lift her head when she fell into the snow.

I just felt upset, I was angry when I looked at it, and when I heard Lao Mao's muttering, I couldn't help but rush to my chest with anger, if it was before, I would definitely go back to my mouth, but this time I didn't, but pulled out the dagger that had been tied to my thigh, and threw it directly at Mao Degui, and there was a whooshing sound in the air.

Mao Degui's frightened face changed, and he couldn't dodge in a hurry, although he avoided it, a cut was still made on his face, and the dagger shot straight out of the distance, and finally snapped and stuck in the snow.

Everyone fell silent because of this scene, and Samba looked up, startled.

Mao Degui held the wound on his face, then looked down at the blood stains in his hands, and after a while, he raised his head and sneered at me, and said, "The third master of the Wu family, you have a kind." He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xiaohua.

Xiaohua drank a snort, and then said lightly: "Enough, I clamped this horn, who are you doing things for, it's better to think clearly." Mao Degui wiped a handful of blood on his face, his gloomy eyes swept around me, and he turned around and entered the cave.

I shook the dagger, and my heart calmed down, I regretted that I shouldn't be so impulsive, after all, the next journey is very long, and no one is indispensable for anyone's help, and it is obviously not appropriate to make a stiff now, but after thinking about it, this surnamed Mao, on the surface, is respectful to Xiaohua, and seems to be patting Xiaohua everywhere, but thinking about it along the way, what he does is not like obeying Xiaohua.

I didn't find it at first, but now that I think about it, I feel a little weird, this Mao Degui doesn't seem to be as simple as Xiuxiu said, is he really attached to the Xie family?

After Mao Degui left, no one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward, so I cleared my throat, changed the topic directly, and asked Samba: "Why are you running?" We didn't say we wouldn't let you go. "I'm holding my wallet up, and I'm not going to pursue it. Samba saw my movements, seemed to be relieved, and didn't dare to face Xiaohua and the others, and said to me cautiously: "I heard those people say that they want me to lead the way next, so ...... My grandma is still in the hospital, and I—I want to go home. ”

I felt a little strange and asked, "Why don't you want to show us the way?" We can add money. Samba hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No, it's really not good, this mountain range and snow peak is the place of the god of Zansheng Kurarijie, ordinary people can't go in, the god of Zansheng is angry, there will be a disaster." ”

Tibetans believe in the mountain god, to the mountain god as the highest worship, Samba said that Kularijie is the main god of the southern region, according to legend he is in charge of the area south of the Kunlun Mountains, in the Tibetan legend, Kulazhijie rules the Kunlun Mountains, can control the wind and snow, the mount is a demon wolf.

This combination of demigods and half-demons is a typical model of Tibetan mythology, and even other ethnic groups around it are also affected, such as in the west of Yunnan, near the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, there is an ancient village, the people of that village believe in the manifestation of God, the image is a two-faced person with a human head and a snake body, the front and back are positive, one side is male, one side is female, it is known as the demonic power of the true god, according to legend, it can transform nothingness, the female face looks at you, you can conjure what you really want in your heart, and the male face looks at you the same, will take away everything that is most precious in your life.

This kind of culture of combining demons and gods is mostly seen in Tibet and Bashu, which were far apart before, but how this similarity was formed cannot be verified.

The person was found by Xiaohua, and he was the one who clamped the horn this time, Xiaohua didn't speak, and I couldn't say that I wanted to release people, so I patted Samba's shoulder and said, "Let's get up first." Samba's eyes were full of gratitude, and I felt uncomfortable when I saw it, and said in my heart: I'm not a good stubble, you look at me like this, my conscience is really uncomfortable. Just as he was looking for it, passer-by A suddenly opened his mouth and said: "The general route is no problem, but the Kunlun Mountains are not as good as the snow-capped mountains in other places, not to mention what is in it, the terrain alone is strange, the ancestor of the dragon veins in China, the terrain is uprooted and reclaimed, unpredictable, you must find someone who is familiar with the snow-capped mountains." ”

Samba looked bitter when he heard this, looked at me pitifully, I coughed dryly, pretended not to see, moved my eyes to the map, and nodded with the words of passer-by A, "Well, you are right." ”

Passerby A suddenly stopped, looked up at me, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he coldly spit out two words: "Hypocrisy." "I almost ran out of breath and couldn't get up or down, and finally I had to swallow dry.

The three of us didn't bother with Samba, but took the map to study the next route and the possible situation, and then talked about the tomb, and I said, "You say, what is that place, is it a tomb or something, and if it is a tomb, who can repair the tomb there?" ”

Xiaohua lightly spit out two words: "Monster." ”

I was about to open my mouth to refute, but I saw Samba next to me nodding violently, I felt that something was wrong, and asked, "What are you ordering, you don't understand." ”

Samba said, "I know what you're talking about. ”

For a while, as if the wind had stopped, the three of us moved our eyes to Samba at the same time, Samba was nervous, and his voice became smaller: "This thing, we have listened to it as a story since childhood." ”

I was the first to react, and quickly pulled Samba to sit down, kicked passer-by, and said, "Let me sit." Passerby A cooperated, got up unhurriedly with his hands folded, and let out the big stone under his buttocks, I pressed Samba down and said, "What story, tell us about it." ”

I didn't know that Samba was killed at this time and didn't speak, so I had to move with emotion, know it with reason, and persuade: "We are not bad people, let's tell you the truth." I have an uncle who is proficient in Feng Shui, and as a result, there is a group of people who want to rob tombs, you know how to rob tombs? It is the gravedigger. They took my uncle into the Kunlun Mountains, and they had to let him find a tomb, did you see this map? In this tomb, I am left with a relative of my uncle, who is a dead brain, if he is disobedient, he may be smashed in the head like a watermelon. Samba, I'm good for you, right? You tell me, and I know how to find my uncle. We're even, and I won't pursue you stealing my wallet. ”

After I finished making it up, I saw Xiaohua with a smile on her face, and there was obviously a joke in her eyes, I ignored him, and looked at Samba as sincerely as possible, but Samba stared at me for a long time, and popped out a sentence: "You are lying to me." ”

His tone was so firm that I didn't even have room to refute, at this time, Xiaohua smiled and said, "Don't care if he lied to you or not, it's okay if you say it, we won't force you if you don't say it." As she spoke, Xiaohua picked up the dagger I shot on the ground, playing with it in her hand as if she was bored, the dagger reflected the cold light in the sun, Samba swallowed her saliva, and finally nodded slowly, "I said." ”

The corner of Xiaohua's mouth hooked, and she spit out a word: "Speak." ”