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Duoji did not choose to get out of the car, but turned the car around and drove back.

Tsering followed closely behind him in his car.

Duoji stepped on the accelerator, and the speed was much faster than when he came, as if there were some jackals, tigers and leopards behind him, leading a car of people to escape.

San Zhang, who was sitting in the back, still didn't know why, so he asked a lot: "Isn't it the rest point? Why are you still turning around?"

Meng Er held his head and cursed: "Shut up and go to sleep."

The two girls were also a little strange. Although it was strange to see a temple in the middle of the night, I had seen many temples in Cuopugou a few days ago, so I didn't find it strange. Looking at such a beautiful temple, it should be able to accommodate them. Let's spend the night with a few people.

If it really doesn't work, it's not impossible to park the car somewhere and spend the night in the car. After all, it's close to the temple, so it's convenient to go to the toilet or get hot water.

Others had some thoughts in their minds, but those in their car did not complain.

Duoji didn't want to say anything more and could only drive in silence.

The snow was so heavy that it was almost impossible to see the road, visibility was very low, and a thick layer had accumulated on the ground. The car drove over and half of its wheels were stuck in it.

After walking about ten kilometers, Duoji saw a familiar road sign and then slowed down the car.

Someone in the car wanted to go to the toilet, so Duoji parked the car on the road next to the toilet and let those who wanted to go to the toilet go together.

Everyone else came out, sitting in the car for several hours, and wanted to exercise to wake up.

The temperature dropped a lot, and a few people were afraid of the cold, so they took out thick down jackets or jackets from their suitcases and put them on.

The three pictures are the most outrageous. He brought a military coat that could cover him from head to toe. He could also use it as a quilt when he folded his legs.

The girls brought a lot of things and were afraid of the cold. Even after wearing three or four baby warmers, they were still too cold. Jiang Ke lent them two pieces of clothing.

Ren Vince was considerate. The coats stuffed in his suitcase were all velvet and thickened, packed in compression bags, and put several pieces for him to change.

Jiang Ke is still considered a gentleman, mainly because one of the girls turned pale with cold.

The girl with fair face and shoulder-length short hair is named Tang Yao, and the short girl with long hair and a smile is called Song Xingqing. They both have good personalities.

Song Xingqing hugged her clothes and almost cried. The two of them were very polite and said thank you to Jiang Ke several times.

Jiang Ke rubbed his nose. He actually didn't know how to get along with girls, except Fang Yun, who was half a man.

After being thanked in a gentle voice, he could only reply awkwardly: It doesn't matter, just wear it and don't freeze.

Duoji squatted on the roadside smoking. Even squatting, he looked like a huge pile.

Jiang Ke saw regret and confusion in his eyes. Jiang Ke thought that he must be regretting why he took this group in the first place, or regretting that he should have persisted a little longer and work late at night instead of keeping up with the schedule.

Sanzhangtoutie brought up the question just now: "Are we going to travel at night? Why didn't we stay in the temple for one night just now?"

Meng Er directly attacked him: "What a stupid thing, whose temple is brightly lit at night, please enter the urn, do you know? You know how to eat melon seeds all day long, but don't know how to use your brain to think about it, and you keep asking questions, asking shit!"

Jiang Ke and San Zhang were already used to his sudden outbursts of temper. Second Young Master Meng was delicate and prone to explosions and indiscriminate attacks. At this time, all they had to do was listen to the scolding, and usually everything would be fine after he let his anger subside.

Sanzhang blinked his clear and stupid eyes: "Isn't this just a question? It's snowing so heavily that I can't walk on the sleeping car."

The boy in the couple answered: "Walking at night on a snowy day, isn't this looking for death?"

The photographer was still smiling. He usually didn't speak, but today he said something rare: "The monk has no shadow. To be precise, there is no shadow in the entire temple."

Jiang Ke frowned. Although he didn't notice that there were no shadows, he remembered that the face of the monk in red was half bright and half dark, indicating that when light is blocked, there will be a dark side.

But Jiang Ke wasn't sure because his eyes could see different things, so he didn't refute.

Tang Yao's face turned even paler, as if it were whiter than the snowflakes falling on the car window. She said with a trembling voice: "Then we, the temple we just saw..."

Duoji took a long puff of cigarette and pressed the butt of the cigarette to the ground. Jiang Ke noticed with his eyes that his fingertips were trembling.

It’s just that this trip was a little too weird. There were yaks, snow, and wild temples. Each one of them was something I had never seen before.

Duoji has been leading tours for five or six years. He is not too ambitious. He has pastures at home and tens of thousands of sheep and cows. He is doing this job just for fun. He is a warm-hearted Khamba man and is willing to make friends with everyone. , so the tour group business has been quite impressive.

He has an excellent reputation in the industry and provides excellent service.

Because he has many friends, everyone is willing to give him face, just like the owner who opened the shop at the last renovation point, and he is also two of Duoji's many friends, so Duoji just said a word, and the small restaurant was transformed into a disco in the evening.

Duoji said: "I have walked this road back and forth more than a hundred times, and I have never heard of any temple near here. What's more..."

Duoji didn't say the rest of the words, but everyone made a judgment in their minds.

Jiang Ke patted his broad shoulder: "So which direction are we going now?"

Dorje: "Let's drive back and see if we can walk back."

The boy frowned: "The snow on the ground is so thick, how can you drive?"

Duoji: "It's possible to drive. There won't be any problem if you walk close to the side of the mountain. I'm just afraid that if you get stuck on the mountain road, there will be no signal and no food. Then it will depend on your luck."