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Chen Xuehan didn't know much about Xi/Tibet, and after he was demobilized, he came to Xi/Tibet, and he stayed in Naqu for more than a year, and in Motuo for three years, but only to stay.

His knowledge of the West/Tibet was limited to what he saw, and the reason for staying there was nothing more than that he was used to it.

In his eyes, listing everything in the West/Tibet in words is a kind of sacrificing the basics. He doesn't need to know about Xi/Tibet, because Xi/Tibet is not a concept for him, he likes the place itself, not the name. He didn't think much of the visitors who admired the mystical culture of the West and Tibet. Why are you here? The reason is in the fresh and thin air, in the reckless snowy mountains, in the quiet snowy wilderness like paradise, not in the words of exaggerated advertising words.

In the early years, he earned money by occasionally doing odd jobs for tourists, working as a porter, and when he arrived in Motuo, he opened a dilapidated restaurant, and in those days people who didn't have so much money and brains came to Xi/Tibet to find the meaning of life, and most of his customers were military family members visiting relatives and border guards at local military stations.

During the eight months of the year, when the mountains were covered with heavy snow, and during the months when the mountains were covered with heavy snow, there were very few customers, and he lived alone in the back hall of the restaurant, and the tranquility fascinated him, and few people disturbed his peace.

He didn't know where his escapist ** came from, maybe it was because he dreamed of the peace of standing on the top of the snowy mountain in his childhood sleep, so he pursued it.

However, not every year, he can enjoy this calm, and the winter of 2000 was an exception.

That winter, Chen Xuehan didn't remember how many months it was, but he remembered that it had been snowing for three days in a row, and when he got up in the morning to clear the snow, he saw the lama standing in front of his door.

This is the lama of Jila Monastery, it seems that his name is Zaji, and he secretly begged Chen Xuehan for wine in his early years. Jila Temple is a lama temple on the snow-capped mountain, at a not too high altitude, Chen Xuehan often went there when he was a porter, and he was very familiar with them.

It took half a day to get here from Jila Monastery, when the sky was slightly bright, the snow had not stopped, and Zaji was covered with ice flowers, apparently descending the mountain at night. Even for a lama who is familiar with mountain roads, it is very dangerous to go down the mountain at night in heavy snow, and Chen Xuehan expected that something must have happened that made him have to take such a big risk.

Zaji seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and stood there unresponsive, and Chen Xuehan asked him what was wrong in a rather stiff Tibetan language.

Zaji didn't return to him, but took out some money and said, "Please bring me something to eat, whatever you want, I still have to hurry." ”

Chen Xuehan asked him, "Where to go?"

Zaji said, "I'm going to Mapu Temple. ”

The Maphu Temple is a large temple located outside of Metuo. Chen Xuehan was very surprised, because it is extremely dangerous to climb the Duoxiongla Mountain in this season, even if there is an extraordinary reason, you should wait for the snow to stop and find someone to walk together, otherwise it is easy to encounter a small avalanche, and at this time, the mountain roads in many places are already impossible to see.

So Chen Xuehan let Zaji into the house, prepared a few barley nests for him, and asked him if there was something going on in the temple.

Zaji secretly asked him for a few jugs of wine before he said, "That's right, we have guests, and I am going to go to Mapu Monastery to tell them about it." ”

Chen Xuehan was surprised when he heard this, "Guest? Where did the guest come from? There are tourists entering the mountain?"

In this season, there will still be people who will enter Metuo? Now it is going to be in the mountains of Duoxiongla, and even the locals dare not move in unless there is a large group of people from outside, but if there is such a thing, he will definitely hear about it, and now it is obviously not. What's more, this is a temple on a snow-capped mountain, and it is even stranger to have guests.

Zaji shook his head, wrapped himself in the barley nest and said, "It's not a guest from outside the mountain. As he spoke, he pointed to the snow-capped mountains in the distance, "It's a guest from the snowy mountains." ”

Zaji's Tibetan has a strange accent, Chen Xuehan doesn't sound weird, Zaji must be a foreigner, and his parents sent him here to be a lama. Although the temple is very small and dilapidated, the old Geshe Lama there is a well-known wise man in the vicinity, who is said to be nearly 100 years old, and many people send their sons to this temple in the snowy mountains to learn great wisdom.

Guests from the snow-capped mountains, this may be a secret saying, many of the lamas' words are obscure, and there is a deep origin in them.

Chen Xuehan knew that he didn't understand what was going on in the temple, and it was not polite to ask more, so he helped Zaji pack the package and put the wine and food away.

According to his habit, he accompanied Zaji for a while, helping him carry the package, which was also a way to worship the Buddha, although Chen Xuehan did not believe in Buddhism, but he enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere in this way.

The snow is a little lighter, and the distant mountains of Doxiongla are plain white, blending with the gray clouds, and this scenery is refreshing. None of them spoke, listening to the sound of stepping on the snow, and after walking for an hour, Zaji stopped, and Chen Xuehan couldn't help it, and asked if it was better to find a few villagers to go together.

Zaji smiled at Chen Xuehan, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be fine." He spoke serenely, and it could be seen that although he was very tired, his heart was full of joy. After speaking, he saluted Chen Xuehan, meaning goodbye.

Chen Xuehan saluted him back, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, what happened in the lama's temple that made this little lama show such a peaceful expression?

He was a little distracted, and quietly watched Zaji go away, this is Zaji walked a few steps, turned around and suddenly said something to him.

He didn't understand what that meant. That sentence was blown away in the snowflakes. By the time he tried to catch up, the lama had disappeared into the snow, as if it had never existed.

Years later, when he remembered this situation, he would always stare at it, but in fact, the story that happened after that had already had signs at the time, and he was unaware of it.