55. Elephant mound

Where this was, Fang Yin didn't know.

Gobi, wind-blown sand, tenacious weeds among the gravel, scattered wildflowers.

Looking at the vastness of the four fields, looking at the loneliness of the world and the world, it was originally a small passerby, but it was extremely small at this time.

Fang Yin walked alone, alone, but Fang Yin was not alone.

There are birds, insects, snakes, bird catchers, eagles, snake catchers, if Fang Yin is an eagle, how good is that?

Feel free and soar over the blue sky.

There is no water, only mountains, and mountains are good references.

All the way to the west.

Fang Yin is dark again, Fang Yin is thin again, sleeping in the open air, and living a hard life.

It's good to be alive.

At this time, Fang Yin followed a group of wild elephants from a distance, walking quietly, watching silently.

It's a wild elephant, it's not surprising, it has a long nose, big ears, and it's ivory, not a pig's nose with an onion in it.

The elephant herd has been walking, generally silent, walking through endless dryness.

Moro taught Fang Yin many survival skills, such as following the elephant herd and finding water to drink.

Fang Yin was very thirsty.

The water was at Fang Yin's feet.

It can be said that it is close at hand, maybe less than three feet.

But Fang Yin couldn't find it, Fang Yin didn't have such a long nose.

Elephants can.

The elephants were thirsty, and the baby elephants were even thirstier, and one of the baby elephants was so thirsty that he cried out and stayed where he was.

Baby elephants are very cute, and when they are small, they are very cute.

The herd stopped and began to look for water to drink.

Fang Yin watched.

Dry the soil, dig up. Loose soil, dig up. Moisten the soil, dig up. Murky water, coming out.

The elephant is like an excavator, digging a big hole in a moment with a round hoove.

It's a breeze and a no-brainer.

When the baby elephant finished drinking, he shook his little nose in contentment, and opened his mouth to scream again.

When the elephant finished drinking, it shook its big trunk as if sighing, and the elephant screamed loudly, as if blowing a horn.

The herd advanced again and slowly left.

Fang Yin waited.

A leopard, coming. A couple of wolves, gone. A pack of jackals, coming. A herd of yellow sheep, gone.

Everyone was very thirsty and wanted to drink water, so Fang Yin could only wait.

Weak animals, in the back of line.

It wasn't until a flower-backed hamster finished drinking that Fang Yin cautiously walked over.

With a lizard, drink together.

The water in the pit is not delicious, and the smell of earth is very strong, and it is almost catching up with the muddy soup.

But Fang Yin was drinking, Fang Yin drank in a big gulp, Fang Yin was lying on the edge of the pit and drinking, drinking and drinking.

Nothing, everyone drinks like this, nothing strange.

It's not dirty, the soil is clean, and the water is clean.

Fang Yin followed the elephant herd all the way to the west.

This is a group of excellent travel companions, who do good deeds without leaving a name, and Fang Yin wants to learn from them.

As well as a tribute.

Elephant mound.

Finally came to the legendary elephant mound, of course, the elephant mound is, the tomb of the elephant.

Fang Yin's eyes were opened.

There are no graves, no tombstones, and the huge bones of Bai Sensen are stacked on the loess in broad daylight, and the ribs and sharp ivory like scimitars and spears pierce the sky! There is no paper money, and there are no sacrifices, just one after another bones that have no flesh and blood and have long been dried and disappeared there, which were once fresh lives, and now silently tell the changes of the years.

Elephants are too smart, and elephants have graves.

Elephant mound, elephant mound, live together, die in one place.

Every elephant comes here alone when it is about to die of old age, with the carcass as its companion, waiting for death in solitude. Ancient legends, mysterious powers, who guided the lonely old elephants to this ancient and desolate huge cemetery? Fang Yin didn't know, but the legends were just legends, as if this group of wild elephants, big and small, would also come here, standing quietly in front of the corpses, as if in silent mourning.

One elephant stepped forward, and several elephants stepped forward.

The elephant mound is not mysterious, what is strange is wisdom, death is not terrible, and what is moving is emotion. What really surprised and even shocked Fang Yin was not the huge skeletons like the white jungle, but the wisdom and emotional performance of the elephant herd. But I saw three or five elephants touching the elephant bones with their noses, rubbing the corpses with their cheeks, moving slowly and gently, and whispering in their throats like weeping. No one knew what they were talking about, no one knew what they were thinking, and the other dozens of elephants stood quietly and watched silently, with sadness in their dark and deep eyes.

They know what they're doing.

Fang Yin watched from afar, and his heart was in awe, awe of life.

There are only a few baby elephants, still playful and playful without worry, bringing life to the heavy and solemn atmosphere.

"Ang-" "Ang-" "Ang-"

The first elephant raised his nose and roared to the world. Several elephants immediately followed suit, and the echo was long.

"Ang-" The elephants roared in unison, stood on the ground and stood up to the sky, blowing a loud horn to play the war song of life: "Woo Ang-"

Fighting the heavens and the earth, everything is like this, one disappears and the other grows, and life is endless.

The elephant herd gradually moved away, and Fang Yin stayed where he was.

Where will Fang Yin go when the elephant herd is going?

But it was already dusk, the sky was woven with splendor, the ground was draped with xiayi, and the vast loneliness was shrouded in hazy beauty.

One sits alone, alone in the grave.

He seemed to be contemplating, as if he was practicing, as if he was merging his body with heaven and earth.

Turned into a tenacious weed, turned into an ordinary stone, not seen or heard, aware and aware.

If you think about it, you are always touched, and you feel it every time, and when your heart is at peace, the little light in your mind becomes clearer.

Ahead is the desert, the breath of wind and sand.

Fang Yin is going there, the test of life and death.

Why?

A water bladder, full of clear water, Fang Yin has not drunk it. Fang Yin was fully prepared and went to the desert to find the mysterious ancient temple and that magical word. What kind of motivation prompted Fang Yin to make such a choice, Fang Yin didn't know, what kind of belief supported Fang Yin to insist on going there, and Fang Yin didn't know. Fang Yin only knew that that word had already appeared in Fang Yin's heart, just as this boundless desert had appeared in front of Fang Yin's eyes.

It's still unknown, just like when it came.

I have already gained, and I know it in my heart.

The old people in the distance, the unfinished love, and the torment of longing drive the heart.

Heavy tiredness, not for conquest, firm faith, exploration and curiosity.

It's not predestined, it's not a coincidence, it's just the most absurd and the most real thought.

Fang Yin wants to prove himself, prove it to everyone, his fate is in Fang Yin's own hands, and Fang Yin will grasp the opportunity in his own hands-

I can do it. Fang Yin said to himself.

I can do it!Fang Yin said to himself!

That all perception is all things in heaven and earth, and that little spiritual light is to find yourself, faith is the bow and ambition is the arrow, and you are always self-introspective and self-motivated. The eaglet wants to fight, and the wings will be tested, and the sound of a clear cry will rise to the sky, and the breeze will shake the clouds. Who is comparable to me? Who is flying with me? I have been dormant for a long time just for a sound of amazingness, and I have worked hard only because I have firmly built a foundation, what do I have to do, and I can't live a life in vain.

But go my own way and open up the world!