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Jiang Shanglu said that if he wanted to send this group of people down the mountain, he would have to return them safely to the place they started from.

Cao Kongming said that they stayed in Taqin at the foot of Shenshan Mountain for a few nights before they came, and now if they can go back there, they can find a bus that takes them directly and then contact the local county government.

But it is definitely unrealistic to walk down the mountain on both feet in the middle of the night. The Gang Rinpoche Mountains in the middle of the night are so cold that you can almost freeze your toes off. Mr. Cui, who is decapitated.

Just when they all began to suspect that Jiang Shanglu was just being polite when he said that sending them off, the man who had been smoking with a cigarette in his hand suddenly signaled them to stand on the deserted mountain road and wait for him for a while, and then even He left alone for no reason.

This kind of attitude of his made the people he left behind very confused. Ms. Liu's boyfriend, Dong Jian, was still injured and waited on the side of the road because of his words.

But about 35 minutes later, what everyone didn't expect was that a semi-old Dongfeng truck driven by an elderly Tibetan suddenly appeared in front of the stunned Cao Kongming and others, and sat in the passenger seat. Seeing this, Jiang Shanglu stuck his head out and glanced at them, then waved slowly at the crowd and said,

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Sit in the back. The stuff on the back is the goods that the boss wants to deliver to Lhasa. Don't touch them casually. It might be a bit windy at night, so wear more."

Several people at the time didn't know how Jiang Shanglu managed to find such a Tibetan driving a transport truck to take them down the mountain in the middle of the night.

When squatting in the truck compartment and shivering from the cold, everyone actually complained a little bit about someone who was hiding comfortably in the warm driver's seat.

But when they arrived at Taqin at the foot of the mountain, they were told by the driver that it was Jiang Shanglu who stood alone at the coldest fork six kilometers away from Lazi and waited for 10 minutes. Fortunately, they happened to stop him. transport vehicle.

Not only that, he also took off his watch and handed it to the driver. The driver of the transport truck, who was a bit of a scammer, agreed to take these people with him and send them down the mountain overnight.

After learning about this incident, the few people who were in a complicated mood suddenly wanted to find this Mr. Jiang who kindly helped them all night, but found that after they arrived in Taqin at three o'clock in the morning, they started looking for him on their own. Seeing a doctor, eating and resting in a familiar place, I didn't pay attention to where the Jiang Shanglu people who came here together went.

And Cao Kongming and Ms. Liu, who just came back to their senses at this moment, ran to ask the transport driver who was still at the temporary gas station to buy oil at this moment, wanting to see if he saw Jiang Shanglu, who was bowing his head intently there The old man who adjusted the watch only raised his head and thought for a while, then replied in his unproficient Chinese with a face that had nothing to do with him,

"He has gone back to the mountain, right? When I came, I asked him if he would like to send it on the return trip. He joked with me that he didn't have a second watch on him, and he might have to walk back with his legs. What else did he say? My lover is still on the mountain, so I don’t want to go back quickly to find out why I’m feeling uneasy, but I think his complexion doesn’t look very good. I heard that many people in Pulan County on Shenshan Mountain are suffering from some strange diseases. So I can find him quickly before he leaves, and advise him to see a doctor in Taqin to check his body, and don't leave alone in a hurry..."

When the old driver said this, both Cao Kongming and Ms. Liu felt a little uneasy about their consciences. At the same time, they remembered that Jiang Shanglu seemed to be a little unwell since last night. I am more anxious.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, why are we so sorry...We didn't leave a contact information before, how should we pay him back the money in the future, I really feel..."

The middle-aged man who has always had a good impression of Jiang Shanglu and who likes to travel around is an amateur writer who can speak Tibetan, so after going down the mountain, he first went to the county government to find someone.

After he came back after talking about what happened to them on the mountain, he learned that Jiang Shanglu might have left without a sound, and seeing everyone looked embarrassed, this is a nice Mr. writer I can only cheer up and comfort everyone with gentle words,

"Brother Jiang must have something to do. He's not angry with us. He won't take this trivial matter to heart because of his words. Don't think too much about it. We'll stay in Taqin for a few days to see if we can have something." If you meet him and his companions by chance, please apologize to him... But speaking of it, when I went to the county government in the dark to report the special situation in the mountains, I happened to encounter something..."

"What's the matter?" The others were also curious when they heard what he said.

"A group of people who don't look like locals are now in the county government. There are a lot of people. The leader is a very thin and white man. When I went in to report the crime, he kept staring at me. I was so scared... ..."

Mr. Writer, who was trying to recall everything that happened just now, was squatting there and talking vigorously, completely unaware that the gas station where they were staying at the moment was gradually surrounded by a group of people that fit his description.

And standing at the entrance of the gas station, frowning and waving his hands, he signaled to the disguised soldiers around him to first control this group of people who had just escaped from the mutant environment, and then conduct cross-examination and specific physical examinations on them. Late last night Arriving in Lhasa, researcher Xie Qinxie, who was still a little pale and tired at the moment, thought for a while and asked the young assistant standing beside him.

"Xiao Zhang, have you asked the driver at the gas station? All the people who came down from the mountain before are already here?"

"...Well, there seems to be another one, but I don't know why it disappeared."

"Look quickly to make sure that this person is still in Taqin. The first witnesses of this incident must not be missed. I want their most detailed dictation. In addition, the situation in the mountain is very complicated now. I will notify you from today The people in Taqin completely blocked the tourist passages, and no one was allowed to go to Kailash Rinpoche. Everyone who came down had to have a physical examination first, and prepare by the way, and we will enter the mountain at dawn."

Xie Qin's arrangement was so compact that it was terrifying. His assistant Xiao Zhang was a little helpless when he heard the words, secretly muttering in his heart that his own researcher Xie was really more busy than many young people, and his work efficiency was really scary. Thinking like this, he also I can only ask my subordinates to find out where the last witness who disappeared inexplicably went.

But no matter how hard they searched, there was no way to find someone in Taqin, because in fact, Jiang Shanglu had indeed returned to the mountain alone before everyone was paying attention.

Of course, this is definitely not because he is so great that he likes to do good deeds without leaving his name. A watch is not precious to him, and if he gives it away, he will give it away. Anyway, these people have helped Wen Ying before, so they should return it. He would leave in a hurry when favored, the main reason was actually that he was going to fall asleep at dawn, and he would feel at ease only by going back to the place agreed with Wen Ying.

After all, his current situation is really unstable, and Jiang Shanglu privately doesn't want to be a burden that Wen Ying carries everywhere, but it still adds a lot of burden to him invisibly.

However, when he was on the mountain last night, he did not realize that he had caught a cold before he suggested that Wen Ying should leave first to find Wang Zhimo. I realized with hindsight that I seemed to be sick.

It may be a small cold that may seem innocuous to him before, because after the body's immunity becomes almost non-existent, all kinds of physical reactions are very strong. It's amazing.

He didn't take any medicine for himself. On the one hand, he felt that it might not be very useful to him now. On the other hand, it was also because dry chewing herbs were too painful for him, whose throat was so delicate that he couldn't even swallow the capsules. .

And comforting himself with the thought that Wen Ying might have come back by going back earlier, Jiang Shanglu left without saying hello to those who obviously had no time to talk to him.

Fortunately, a person like him who loves to enjoy himself will not be really stupid enough to walk back with his legs. After Taqin came down and used the remaining half pack of cigarettes to chat casually with a medicine merchant who owns yaks, he I found a way to save at least half of the journey for myself.

Although he doesn't like the smell of yaks very much, when the cart pulled by yaks and the merchant's daughter who is humming a song, and a cart of yellowed grass leave Taqin in the night, he sleeps on his head. Jiang Shanglu, who was lying lazily on his arms, was still unconsciously amused by his wonderful night.

"Is it my song that makes you smile happily, uncle?" the merchant's little daughter sat beside him and asked him curiously.

"Yeah, why don't you sing me another song. Uncle is sick, and he will only get better if he listens to the song sung by the little fairy in Nam Co."

While resting his eyes with his eyes closed, he intentionally teased the child. Jiang Shanglu, an old hooligan full of sweet words, coaxed the innocent little girl into a happy laugh, and played around him very livelyly for a while. After a lot of words, he fell asleep in his arms.

After touching the top of the little girl's braided hair, Jiang Shanglu, who inexplicably remembered his naughty little peach girl, sighed with emotion after a while.

After confirming that the sunlight in the sky was getting brighter and brighter through the clouds, and his destination was getting closer, he first signaled to the businessman driving the car to leave him at the intersection in front of him, and then put his arms in his arms. The little girl who fell asleep put her clothes in the car and got out of the car.

Sanger, a medicine merchant, is a native of Pulan County. He travels in the mountains throughout the year. Before that, he had not returned home for almost a month because he took his daughter Masha to Lhasa to sell his fresh fritillary and sedum. At this moment, although his face was full of tiredness, it seemed that he thought that he would soon be reunited with his wife at home, so he looked very happy.

Seeing this, he was inexplicably infected by him. Jiang Shanglu, who was in a good mood at the moment, said goodbye to him, and was ready to go back to the place he had agreed with Wen Ying to sleep in the mountains and forests for a while. Sleep.

But before he took a few steps forward slowly, even though he was not feeling well right now, he still sensitively noticed something vaguely hovering above his head in the sky at four or five o'clock.

And subconsciously stopped on the mountain road and squinted his eyes to look at the sky. The next second, Jiang Shanglu's dark red pupils shrank, followed by four or five birdsong sounds like a devil's revenge. It sounded eerie and terrifying in his direction.

——It's the vulture, the vulture's revenge... is coming soon.

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After Wen Ying and Wang Zhimo quarreled because of Jiang Shanglu and the incident later, he stood up coldly and prepared to go out. Seeing this, Wang Zhimo wanted to stop him in a panic, but Wen Ying's anger I was a little dumbfounded by the fact that I didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

And he and he are old friends, and he has a thick skin, so even though he knew that he might be beaten, he rushed over and grabbed Wen Ying's leg, and then Wen Ying, who lowered his head, was cold After letting go of me, Wang Zhimo, who stared at him with red eyes, replied tremblingly,

"No... don't let it go, first you say you are not... angry, then I will let it go."

Wen Ying, who was staring at him, turned colder when he heard him flirt with him like this, but Wang Zhimo undoubtedly understood his temper very well, because it was really impossible for him to kick away such a big roadblock and walk straight away people.

But standing still on the spot and calming down his originally full of anger and irritability, Wen Ying remained expressionless for a while, then frowned under Wang Zhimo's bitter pleading, and then lowered his head for a while, looking very unforgiving He opened his mouth suspiciously and coldly,

"I don't care about other things, but if you have any opinions, don't target him, just come directly to me."

"Okay... okay... I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

Wang Zhimo, who was so aggrieved by this dead wood, was about to cry, but what could he do, no one could be stronger than Wen Ying in terms of temper, and it was only scary when such a stuffy gourd exploded, so he promised him After a lot of talking, Wen Ying finally managed to control her temper and stop getting angry at him.

And looking at his pitiful look with white hair and dazzling eyes, Wang Zhimo rubbed his nose with red eyes in embarrassment, and it took him a long time to pick up the bag of raisins that Wen Ying had just smashed on him on the ground and tear it up. Twitching the corners of his mouth,

"If I say that again next time, you can slap me. I can swear that I didn't want you to die just now. I just... I really don't know..."

Saying this, Wang Zhimo, who was very guilty, took a sneak peek at Wen Ying with his red and swollen eyes. Seeing that Wen Ying in front of him was still dead-faced, Wang Zhimo felt a little angry, thinking Throwing the raisin in his hand on the table, but thinking about it, he held it in his arms again and said in a bluffing voice,

"I... I can just say what you mean! What do you still think about me, Wen Ying! Big deal... Big deal, can I admit my mistake to you again... I really know I was wrong, Ah Ying... ..."

When it came to the end, she was discouraged again, and Wang Zhimo's targeted move finally made Wen Ying's last anger go away, and she was willing to talk to him again.

But he quickly breathed a sigh of relief and exposed the broken matter just now. For the time being, Wang Zhimo and Wen Ying, who didn't want to spoil the relationship between them by looking for trouble, said a few more relaxed words to ease the atmosphere, and then And as if he suddenly remembered something, he mentioned the only old lama in this temple.

"I forgot to tell you that this temple is actually the old lama who revealed my fungus identity... His name is Hutuktu, he is the master of the nearby Lamaism, and he is said to be 120 years old this year Now, he can’t walk anymore, and his teeth are rotten, but his ears are still very good, and he can remember a lot of things in his mind. He heard from the local Tibetans that any event in this mountain is happening to him. You can see it all, but his Chinese is not good, so the words he said suddenly are as difficult to understand as scriptures, and Ye Ku and I have to spend a lot of effort to remember certain words he said every time..."

"Is he an animal or a plant?" Hearing what Wang Zhimo said to himself, Wen Ying also asked.

"...Plant, he is a salsify plant, I guess the reason why he can sit in the temple all day and know a lot of things is because salsify is a flying plant, the inflorescence will be blown by the wind, similar to a dandelion, That's why Guru Hutuktu's countless incarnations can find out news for him in the mountains, but it's the first time I've heard that salsify can live to such an incredible age, and has such a powerful power, after all, the existence of flying plants originally It's very rare..."

After delivering the water to the patients, his expression was not very good. Ye Ku suddenly came out from the inner hall behind him as he said this. The three of them looked at each other without embarrassment, but because of the common problem in front of them, they could only do it. Can choose to take into account the immediate situation.

And obviously better than Wang Zhimo to explain some special situations here, Ye Ku brought Wen Ying to the dark room where Hutuktu was meditating alone, and whispered a few words with him before helping him. He opened the curtain and watched Wen Ying walk in.

After returning to the outside of the Buddhist hall and watching Wang Zhimo sitting there looking very happy and unpacking the raisins brought to him by Wen Ying, Yu Ku suddenly felt a little helpless. He chattered a lot, and asked him suspiciously,

"Is it okay that you two just finished arguing?"

"Huh? Otherwise? What do you think I can do?"

With the same helpless expression, he asked Ye Ku back. Ye Ku, who was caught by his question all of a sudden, was a little speechless, but grabbed the raisins in the package and threw them into his mouth and bit them vigorously. The dejected Wang Zhimo looked weak. sighed,

"He and I are friends, so I should believe him. I was wrong when I said that just now. It's not wrong for him to be angry with me. Who doesn't care about the shortcoming of his sweetheart? In this life, because of his name There are really too few people who are good to him, his mother is dead, who else is left besides Jiang Shanglu, the two of them are holding on to each other like grabbing straws and refusing to let go, everyone is I persuaded them to let go, but they didn't let go. Wen Ying felt much more bitter than us, and...I just remembered...Wen Ying, who looks stronger and braver than anyone else, seems to never be defeated He... is actually only 25 years old this year, restraining suffering."