[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter 170

When they came, they were separated, and when they returned, their fingers were intertwined and inseparable.

Wu Xie was hugged by Zhang Qiling, and Xie Yuchen pulled Wu Xie's arm. The three of them floated in the red light for a long time. After a very short, but also like an extremely long time, they finally fell back to the ground.

The moment they fell back to the ground, there was a cold wind blowing in front of them. In the barbaric era, it was scorching hot. Wu Xie and others were still wearing thin robes. Now they were blown by the cold wind as soon as they came back, so that they all sneezed, and their lips instantly sneezed. Frozen.

"I don't seem to have the power of nine infants." Wu Xie was trembling, and cheekily slipped into Zhang Qiling's arms, "Brother, I'll help you warm up."

Xie Yuchen groaned, and suddenly felt even colder. He quickly let go of Wu Xie, and took a few steps back.

As for Zhang Qiling, although he is not as cold as Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen, but he is still very uncomfortable. Now that there is a human body heater in his arms, he is naturally happy to accept it, but his face is calm.

"Wu Xie, pay attention to the influence, this is no longer a place where no one knows you." Xie Yuchen felt that his eyes were going to be blind.

Wu Xie hugged Zhang Qiling, turned his head lazily, and was about to refute, but suddenly found that the sky above his head was clear and blue, with white clouds floating, and the snow-capped mountains stretched as far as he could see, like a giant dragon galloping.

"..." Wu Xie couldn't help but said depressedly: "Where is this place? The floor of the chief of staff's house is more spectacular every time. Could it be that we didn't return to Nanjing at all, but were unfortunately sent to another place again?"

Wu Xie's utterance immediately made the disgruntled Xie Yuchen realize that something was wrong. Xie Yuchen scanned around and turned to look at Zhang Qiling, as if he wanted to hear what the other party thought.

Zhang Qiling raised his head, looked at the sky, then returned his head to the original position, and looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.After a while, he patted Wu Xie on the shoulder to comfort him, and then he looked at Xie Yuchen, ready to speak.

But at this moment, a person came running from a distance, his speed was like an arrow flying from the string, flying between the sky and the earth, interrupting Zhang Qiling's words loudly. "Tuan Zuo! You are back!" The voice was hoarse and hoarse. Those who saw it were sad, and those who heard it were in tears.

"Wang Meng!" Wu Xie froze, let go of Zhang Qiling, and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the shouting person.

Xie Yuchen looked at the two figures approaching quickly, heaved a sigh of relief, and sighed, "When I saw Adjutant Wang, I knew we were really back."

Zhang Qiling nodded, followed Wu Xie towards Wang Meng.

Xie Yuchen also followed, but he was not very interested in the drama of the long-lost reunion. He was so active because he saw the Zhang family behind Wang Meng. With the Zhang family around, he would not be frozen to death... Young Master Xie, being frozen to death is not something to brag about.He is almost certain that if he dies like this, he will be laughed out for thousands of years.

"Tuan Zuo!" Wang Meng, who ran to Wu Xie, held Wu Xie in his arms, looked him up and down, touched his head and pinched his face, and burst into tears, "Is it really Tuan Zuo? Tuan Zuo, you are not dead! Tuan Zuo, you are finally back !"

"Wang Meng, I'm not dead, I'm back." Seeing Wang Meng's true feelings and crying bitterly, Wu Xie couldn't hold back for a moment, and was so excited that he cried with him.

"Group seat!"

"Wang Meng!"

"Group seat!"

"Wang Meng!"

"Group seat!"

"Wang Meng! But, can you stop pinching me?" Wu Xie said tearfully.

Wang Meng pinched harder.

"Wang Meng, if you think you are dreaming, you can pinch yourself." Wu Xie frowned, her right cheek was in hot pain.

Wang Meng sniffed, moved his hand away, and after a while, hugged Wu Xie and cried loudly, "Heaven, earth, it's really Tuan Zuo, Tuan Zuo, you're back! Do you know that I've had a good time this time? What a pain!"

"Adjutant Wang, he's going to be strangled by you." Xie Yuchen and Zhang Qiling had already walked over, and Xie Yuchen stretched out his hand to pull Wang Meng away.

"People who don't know really think that my adjutant is actually trying to murder me." Wu Xie coughed, coughing urgently, and suddenly he couldn't catch his breath, and immediately became dizzy, flustered and short of breath, and even nauseated and vomited. "Ouch!" Wu Xie really vomited.Although he had hardly eaten anything these days, he still vomited up gastric juices and coughed heart-rendingly.

Zhang Qiling supported him, "Wu Xie?"

"I'm sick! When did I become so fragile!" Wu Xie leaned against Zhang Qiling's arms, her face as pale as paper.

Xie Yuchen snorted, "It was revealed when you came back, I remember you were alive and well when you were Jiuying."

Wu Xie wiped his mouth with his sleeve, Zhang Qiling handed the water bag that Xie Yuchen dropped to Wu Xie's mouth, and asked him to rinse his mouth.Yes, it is the water sac that traveled back with them from the wild age.

Soon, the Zhang family rushed over, and several of them took off their outer robes and covered the three thinly-clothed people respectively.

The leader of this group of Zhang family members was very familiar. Wu Xie took a look while rinsing his mouth, and found that there was a terrifying scar on the man's face.

"Patriarch, ma'am, it seems that the master did not make a mistake. After the Jiuquzhu gave a sign, you really appeared here."

"Ahem, Uncle Zhang, what guru?" Wu Xie recognized that person as Scar Zhang's family who had been secretly in love with his mother for many years. When they were trapped in Nanjing, it was Scar Zhang's family who took away their mother's coffin first.

"Master, that's the master." Scar Zhang's family did not answer Wu Xie directly, but smiled and looked at each other meaningfully.

Wu Xie was startled, not knowing why.

"Ma'am, you are not weak, it's just because this is a snowy plateau, you just have severe altitude sickness, so Master Xie is much stronger than you." Scar Zhang's family continued to laugh.

Xie Yuchen coughed lightly, and said slowly, "I've been to Tibet before, unlike Wu Xie, he hasn't been here before."

Wu Xie glanced at Xie Yuchen, thought about what they said, and stared wide-eyed.

Next to him, Zhang Qiling tightened his hands, as if afraid that Wu Xie would run away in the next moment.

Wu Xie looked down at Zhang Qiling's hand, and after a while, looked up at the faces of the people around him, "What are you talking about? Tibet? Altitude sickness? Is this Tibet?"

Scar Zhang's family nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

Wu Xie became even more dizzy, pulled Zhang Qiling's collar, and said in a low voice: "Brother, you said, this is Tibet?"

I went to fashion in Nanjing, and went to Tibet when I came back. It is true that the Jiuqu Bead travels through time and space, time and space, but it is too far from Nanjing to Tibet.Besides, Tibet, Tibet... Wu Xie's heart suddenly tightened, and the pain that he hadn't recalled for a long time, or deliberately suppressed in his heart, resurfaced again, like a blunt knife cutting his heart.

"It's windy here, we'll talk about it when we go back, we still have an hour." Scar Zhang's family signaled their subordinates to take care of the lame Xie Yuchen.As for Wu Xie, Zhang Qiling had already hugged him horizontally, and a group of people surrounded several people, braving the cold wind and walking towards the black tent in the distance.

"Let me down, I'll go by myself." Being stared at by so many people, Wu Xie, who was used to being shameless, suddenly felt ashamed, and whispered in Zhang Qiling's ear.

Zhang Qiling turned a deaf ear, his eyes were straight, and he didn't respond to Wu Xie.

"Bro!"

Zhang Qiling hugged him even tighter.

Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then tilted her head on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, with the corners of her lips turned up, a wry smile emerged.

In fact, the current Wu Xie needs Zhang Qiling's embrace. In fact, Wu Xie knows that the current Zhang Qiling also needs his warmth.

Black tents, cow-hair tents, and a hundred meters behind is a lake, like a mirror embedded in the grass, clear and transparent, where the water and the sky blend into one.

Entering the tent, leaving the scars of the Zhang family, the other Zhang family exited the tent, leaving only the three who returned from the barbaric era, and Wang Meng who waited until the flowers withered.

Wu Xie was placed by Zhang Qiling in a blanket made of crushed yak hair, and Xie Yuchen sat next to him, also covered with a thick blanket.

Wang Meng skillfully lit a fire, served tsampa and boiled buttered tea.

Zhang Qiling sat down next to Wu Xie, Wu Xie grabbed a tsampa and stuffed it into the palm of his hand. "Brother, don't care what mood you're in right now, let's talk about it after eating." Wu Xie also picked up a piece of tsampa and stuffed it into his mouth, but it was a pity that he stuffed it for a long time, because of severe altitude sickness, he really couldn't eat anything.

"You rely on me." Zhang Qiling said to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie put the tsampa with a small bite into a small plate on the side, gathered the felt, and leaned over.

"Brother, you eat." Wu Xie pointed to the tsampa in Zhang Qiling's hand.

Zhang Qiling paused, nodded, even if he didn't want to eat, he still swallowed the tsampa.

Wu Xie secretly smiled, thinking that this is really good, his little brother had to be coaxed by himself before he would eat the mutton noodles.

"Tuan Zuo, you've lost weight." Wang Meng said distressedly.

Beside Wu Xie, Xie Yuchen seemed to want to retaliate against Wu Xie's earlier stimulation by sweeping five large plates of tsampa and drinking three bowls of buttered tea. Then he showed a revived expression and sighed, "I'm alive."

Wu Xie: "...Xiao Hua, you are ruthless."

"Thank you, thank you." Xie Yuchen bowed his hands to Wu Xie in a rather chivalrous manner.

Wu Xie turned her head, not to look at Fa Xiao who was making trouble, and when her eyes shifted to Wang Meng, she heard the Scar Zhang family sitting opposite say: "There is not much time, so to make a long story short. Patriarch, madam, you just came back, you should have been called Rest. But now the domestic situation is not optimistic, and wars are raging everywhere. Although Mr. Huang Musong's mission to Tibet has achieved some results, we Han people are still not welcome here." After speaking, he went to Tibet and parked his coffin in the Tibetan area. I briefly talked about the attack by some Tibetans.

Scar Zhang's family meant that Gu Tonghua had to be buried as soon as possible.

When Wu Xie heard his mother's name, he couldn't help but think of his mother's tragic life after his death. His heart ached like a knife and his arms trembled.

Seeing this, Wang Meng quickly interjected a few words, put the topic down for the time being, and said something else.

He said that after Wu Xie and others were sent away by Jiuquzhu, Scar Zhang's family sent people to rescue him and Jiuquzhu from Nanjing.Otherwise, he might have been captured by the two masters of the Wu family long ago, and he would have lifted his skull and lit the sky lantern!

"Uncle Zhang said that the Jiuqu Bead belongs to the Zhang family. Where is the Jiuqu Bead, you will be there when you come back. But he doesn't know how to count, so he asked me to show it to the master. It just so happened that the Jiuqu Bead had a strange sign today. The master calculated the time and place of your return, and I ran all the way to meet you, but I didn't know that you arrived before me."

"What about the others?" Xie Yuchen glanced at Wu Xie and asked suddenly.

Wang Meng also looked at Wu Xie, and after a while, his voice suddenly dropped, "The master said that there are no other people at the moment."

"Really?" Xie Yuchen's expression turned pale.

At this time, Wang Meng said again: "Young Master Xie, Chief of Staff Ji Ren has his own aura, don't worry."

Xie Yuchen frowned, "...When did I worry about him!"

"Whether it's the chief of staff, the special commissioner, Miss Zhang or the fat king, as long as they find the Jiuquzhu, they can come back like you. Young Master Xie, it's okay, you have to trust the chief of staff."

Xie Yuchen squeezed his fingers, his knuckles creaked, but nothing happened in the end.

This small episode is over, and the topic must always return to the topic.Scar Zhang's family looked at Wu Xie's face and knew that he had slowed down a bit, so they brought up the funeral of Gu Tonghua again.This time, no one interrupted him.

In 1934, Huang Musong went to Tibet as an envoy and barely restored the connection between Tibet and the central government.Therefore, it is much more convenient to get in and out of Tibet than Scar Zhang's family did back then, but this does not mean that they can stay in Tibet for a long time.

Tibetans still remember the fact that the Zhang family arrested Zhang Qiling's father in Tibet and directly killed Baima.If Lama Deren hadn’t guaranteed this time, Scar Zhang’s family, as victims, would have been beaten out of the plateau by Tibetans.

"Besides, it's not good for Tonghua to stop her spirit for too long. Although I use the Zhang family's method to preserve her body, people always have to be buried in the ground after death. Or, do you have other ideas?" Scared Zhang's family Looking at Wu Xie, his eyes were clear and clear.

Wu Xie didn't speak, just lowered his head, and held Zhang Qiling's right hand tightly with his left hand, holding it extremely hard.After a while, he rubbed his eyes with the other hand, raised his head, and said, "My mother... where is she now?"

"In the tent prepared for her by Deren Horn." Scar Zhang's family replied.Later, he continued: "You are exhausted. If you want to go, you will definitely not have enough time. You choose a place, and I will let them carry Tonghua's coffin to meet you."

Hearing the coffin, Wu Xie's shoulders trembled, "Where?" His voice trembled.

"Yes, the location. You've been away for too long, I can't wait, my master and I were planning to bury Tonghua today. Since you're back, it's just right, choose a location quickly, don't miss the auspicious time." There was unspeakable sadness in the eyes of the Scar Zhang family.

"It doesn't matter the location... as a son of man, it's unfilial for me not to let my mother rest in peace for so long... just..." Wu Xie suddenly glanced sideways at Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling was also looking at him, his black eyes were deep and bottomless.

"It's the place my mother will remember all her life." Wu Xie said.

"The place your mother has remembered for a lifetime is the place where my brother died?" Scared Zhang's family looked at Wu Xie and then at Zhang Qiling.

With tears in the corners of Wu Xie's eyes, he smiled and said, "As my mother's son, I think he used to be, but then he wasn't."

Scar Zhang's family was silent.

"Based on what I know about my mother, the place where my mother has remembered her all her life should be the place where my brother was born, that piece of Tibetan sea flowers." Wu Xie's voice was not loud, with a strong nasal and choked voice, "Where she got The short-lived redemption has continued the life of the one I love the most in this life, and I want my mother to hold a sky burial there."

"Wu Xie..." Hearing these words, Xie Yuchen, whose mother had died young and who had always considered himself hard-hearted, now had sour eyes.

"Brother, is it okay?" Wu Xie turned his head, showing a smile uglier than crying, and asked Zhang Qiling.

Looking into Wu Xie's eyes, Zhang Qiling felt a sadness that was not inferior to Wu Xie's.After a while, he squeezed Wu Xie's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't ask me, it's up to you to decide."

"Okay." Wu Xie sniffed, "I want to give my mother a celestial burial, so I choose that place. It just so happens that we can both look at the legendary Tibetan sea flowers. For both of us, that place is very meaningful, since it is the end of life. A place is also where life begins.”

It's over, Baima and Gutonghua.

In the beginning, Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie.

☆, end

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On the day when Wu Xie and the others came back, the weather was fine. On the rolling snow peaks, the sky was high and blue, with clusters of clouds.

After taking Zhang's medicine, Wu Xie became much stronger, but the altitude sickness was so severe that he still couldn't walk.For this reason, the Zhang family tried every means to find a car left by the British, let Wang Meng drive, and drove Wu Xie, Zhang Qiling, and Xie Yuchen to Zanghaihua.

In fact, the burial place has never been allowed to be approached by outsiders, but this time it was Lama Deren who spoke, and with Baima's relationship, Baima's adoptive father discussed with the tribe before agreeing to allow them to enter, but this The number of pedestrians cannot exceed ten.

"We accounted for four of the ten people, including Uncle Zhang, and five people went. This time, Lama Deren will bring two disciples to pray for his wife in person, and the remaining two are to carry the coffin for her. The Zhang family is now."

Wu Xie leaned against the car window and listened to Wang Meng's words. Outside, the sky and the earth intersected, ending at the ancient mountain peak.

"Tuan Zuo... This time I came out of Nanjing, and I hurriedly brought some things from my wife. For example, I found the Bagua Xuanhua axe, and the white jade hairpin that you accidentally left on my place last time."

The white jade hairpin, the hairpin that accompanied Gu Tonghua for most of her life, is the most cherished thing in her life besides Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie turned her head and looked at Wang Meng's side face, her eyes were a little red, "The white jade hairpin will be inserted into my mother's hair in a while, and will be buried with her in the sky."

"Okay." Wang Meng replied.

"Thank you, Wang Meng." Wu Xie leaned forward, put his hand on Wang Meng's shoulder, and said sincerely.

Wang Meng turned his head, feeling a little shy.Wu Xie nodded, withdrew his hands, and pulled up Zhang Qiling's sleeves, "Wang Meng, stop the car, brother, come down with me for a while."

"Tuan Zuo, your body..." Hearing Wu Xie's words, Wang Meng was startled and tried to stop him.

Xie Yuchen, who was dozing off over there, suddenly opened his eyes and stopped Wang Meng, "Adjutant Wang, let them go." Then, he said to Wu Xie, "I'll give you 10 minutes."

Wu Xie smiled gratefully, and immediately pulled Zhang Qiling out of the car. Xie Yuchen sat in the car with his chin propped on his palm, looking at the vultures circling in the sky.

The place where their car was parked was a road built by the British before. Wu Xie got off the car suddenly in order to see clearly the pilgrims walking, kneeling, and bowing on this road.

Xie Yuchen was right, Wu Xie had never been to Tibet, and no one thought that the first time he came was to send his own mother to a sky burial.

They left the car far away one after the other. Wu Xie stared at the pilgrims, and suddenly said softly: "The wind and dust, eating and sleeping in the open, so that you are dressed in rags but piously prostrate, and have the most romantic encounter in this life with the god in your heart. I Envy them, brother."

Zhang Qiling stopped, stood beside Wu Xie, and turned to look at him.

"They are a group of people with faith." Wu Xie tilted her head and smiled, holding Zhang Qiling's hand.

Faith was once something that Wu Xie lacked. In order to find faith, he returned from overseas to the broken land where wars were everywhere.If the pilgrims here are here to meet the gods, then Wu Xie's return, or even his birth, must be to meet Zhang Qiling.

"Brother, you have recovered your memory, haven't you?" Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling quietly.

Zhang Qiling nodded in response.

Wu Xie smiled, and his face turned a little bloody, "Since the memory is restored, you must remember what we said before, right?"

"What?" Zhang Qiling asked seriously.

"Our agreement, no matter which one. Your promise, no matter which one. I asked you to come and see these pilgrims this time to give you a promise."

The pilgrims put their hands on the wooden planks, raised them together, opened them, knelt down, crossed thousands of mountains, waded through thousands of rivers, and measured the land under their feet with their bodies, over and over again.

Persevere, be firm, be tenacious.

"I, Wu Xie, would like to join hands with Zhang Qiling and live up to this life." Persistence, firmness, and tenacity merged into a brush on this snowy plateau, and Wu Xie's face was outlined. "No matter who you are, the head of the Zhang family, you will be taken over by Zhang Sizhao in the future and become a guy who is not as good as the ordinary Zhang family. I, Wu Xie, can afford you, and I, Wu Xie, want to fix you! I, Wu Xie... love you " Wu Xie's nails sank into the back of Zhang Qiling's hand, and that strange feeling always reminded Zhang Qiling that everything in front of him was real.

Zhang Qiling's body shook, surprised by Wu Xie's sudden oath, after a short period of confusion, he chewed the affection contained in the word "love", and chose to hold Wu Xie's hand instead.

"After seeing off my mother this time, let's go to the Yellow Emperor City, dig out the jade carvings of the celestial maiden, and then take the ancient copper books to Sichuan. Wherever we go in the future, we will be together, you will accompany me, and I will accompany you. Wan One day we die, we don’t need to be buried, we need to be cremated, I can take your ashes, and you can take mine, and we will continue to walk through thousands of mountains and rivers, forever, forever, and never separate.”

This life is inseparable, life and death go hand in hand.

Zhang Qiling's black eyes suddenly burst into a brilliance that Wu Xie had never seen before. That beautiful face was temporarily mixed with shock, helplessness, gratitude, and being hidden by the master, buried deep in his heart, so that no one could easily see it. surprise.Zhang Qiling slowly raised his hand, and slowly embraced Wu Xie into his arms.Before that, he saw a pair of clear, gentle eyes staring at him, as if he was everything to him.If Zhang Qiling thought that his birth was a tragedy, then his tragedy has completely ended at this moment.

"Brother." Wu Xie closed his eyes, sniffing Zhang Qiling's reassuring breath, "Your hug means... that you agree?"

"Ah."

"If I repent, I, Wu Xie, will die without a place to bury my life."

Zhang Qiling's shoulders trembled, and after a while, he replied that he hugged him even tighter.

In the distance, thinking of the car horn urged by Wang Meng, Xie Yuchen opened the car door and waved to Wu Xie.

A pilgrim passed them, knelt, prostrated, kowtowed.Zhang Qiling glanced at him, watched him stand up, constantly shaking the prayer wheel in his hand, chanting souls, listening to the Buddha's verses, and walking forward in silence.

"Wu Xie, let's walk together on the road ahead." Zhang Qiling withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and gently stroked Wu Xie's hair, "So, let's start with this road."

Zhang Qiling let go of Wu Xie, looked into Wu Xie's smiling eyes, "Wu Xie, I love you too."

Every step of the way, we walk side by side.

The author has something to say: That's right, it's over, it's over, this is the end.

The ancient copper books, the entrustment of the goddess, the dispute over the patriarch, the Wu family's pursuit of Wu Xie, and the Japanese meddling are all problems that need to be solved in ancient Shu.

There is still room for the plot, but the relationship is complete, isn't it?It's been two years, and finally this thread is over. Is it easy for me, and it's not easy for you. We're two years old together.

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PS: The few people who are still wandering in different dynasties are doing well, but they will not come back for the time being, but they will come back eventually, please rest assured.

Thank you readers who have been with me, especially those who have been waiting for me, I am very grateful to you, really, thank you.