Yang Jin Enters Beijing

Where is Long Yue?

Li Yunsuo came to the foot of Kawaboge Snow Mountain that day.

Severe altitude sickness made it difficult for him to breathe, chest tightness and dizziness.

He lay down by the side of a stream, drank a few sips of water, washed his face a few times, then leaned on a small mani pile made of pebbles, and looked up at the snow-capped peaks of Kawabog Snow Mountain.

"There is no way, this is the end of the sky, where even the wind can't blow through." Li Yunsuo took a heavy breath in the thin air here, but felt his heart was heavier than his breath, "Going back empty-handed, I'm afraid His Majesty will be very angry." Get angry, but what can you do, it's been almost two years, and the corpse has probably already sunk under the weeds and buried in the rocks."

Sighing, he said: "Since ancient times, a hero is like a beauty, and the world is not allowed to see gray hair. This General Long, who is both a hero and a beauty, is just a poor man after all."

Sighing, feeling more and more tired, the body leaned back again, but there was a rattling sound when leaning back, and the mani pile fell down.

It turned out that the mani pile had been piled up for a short time. It looked tall on the outside, but it was hollow inside. Coupled with the slippery pebbles, it couldn't bear Li Yunsuo's weight.

"His grandma's!" Li Yunsuo fell down and cursed immediately.

It wasn't how painful the fall was, but that the fall was falling on a skeleton among the stones.

"What a fucking bad luck!" Li Yunsuo knew that the funeral customs in Tubo were different from those in the Central Plains.When Tibetans die, they are usually buried in the sky. Only those who have committed serious crimes are buried in the ground, because the Tibetans believe that burying in the ground is forbidden.

But I don't know what it means to be piled in the mani pile.

If it were normal, with Li Yunsuo's meticulousness, he would definitely have to find someone to ask him, but at this time, he was seriously uncomfortable physically and depressed, and this place was not full of people like the Central Plains, and it was sparsely populated. , Sometimes the fast horse traveled more than ten or even tens of miles without seeing a single person.I was too lazy to explore again.

In any case, the dead are the most important, so let's bury them back.

Li Yunsuo picked up the stones and piled them back, his scalp numb while he piled them up, "How the hell did he die?"

This corpse, or just a half corpse, it is only half, it is completely gone from the lumbar spine down, and the broken bones are very uneven, if it is run over by a stone roller, it will be like this.Not only that, but there were also numerous blunt force traumas to the remaining bones.

"Could it be that he was crushed into two pieces by a stone roller, and he was hacked into pieces while he was still alive?" Li Yunsuo is not a good man and a believer. He is in charge of the Central Plains secret service agency, and he has done a lot of things to torture people, but He also looked terrified at this way of death.

Suddenly, I touched a smaller stone with uneven lines.Grab it and take a look, and see some words engraved in a zigzag pattern.

"Is it your name?" Li Yunsuo didn't understand the Tubo script, and thought it might be the dead man's name.

Looking at the skeleton's hand stretched forward, he threw the stone in and said, "Here you are."

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" After a few sounds, the skeleton's claws actually moved, holding the stone tightly.

Li Yunsuo's hairs stood on end, "So evil?"

After taking a closer look, he wiped off his cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.It turned out that the skeleton was ventilated in the pile of stones. It had dried out and was very brittle, and it would collapse when hit by a stone.The broken bone wrapped the stone in it, as if it held the stone.

……

I held a pebble, pressed it against my forehead, mourned silently in my heart, and then solemnly placed it on the newly piled mani pile.

"Who is the person you like, Yang Jin?" Gam asked on my back.Two thousand chaba soldiers and three thousand noble soldiers are all together. Now I don't have to race with others anymore, and I will continue to come back to carry Gamu.

"I'll tell you later," I replied.

"When is the future?" Gam asked.

"Next life." I replied.

"You stink." Gam beat me with his fist.

While arguing with her, he suddenly heard a commotion from the barracks.

The original camp was used by 2000 people, camped on the edge of a hillside forest, and now there are 5000 people, and the newly added chiefs and gentlemen are very particular. They have to take a bath every day, and the water consumption is too large. It is really impossible to carry the water. Come.So General Dongga moved the camp to the Jiqu River.

Hearing the noise, I quickly walked back with Gam on my back.These elders not only lived extravagantly, but also always found trouble with chaba when they had nothing to do, as if they didn't show their nobility if they didn't step on chaba every day.

In the camp, Chaba soldiers and noble soldiers stood on both sides, staring at each other like fighting cocks, some tsampa and overturned butter teapots were scattered on the ground.

"What's going on?" I tugged on La Gyatso's sleeve and asked in a low voice.Chaba is generally very tolerant, and generally endures the humiliation, beating and scolding of those veteran soldiers, and has never seen such a situation.

"They thought the food was not tasty, so they threw it away." Gyatso said, gritting his back teeth.The "them" he mentioned, of course, referred to the noble soldiers.

"It's not delicious?" The staple food in the barracks is tsampa, meat, and buttered tea with salt. What's wrong?In addition, in order to accommodate the noble soldiers, the chaba soldiers always invite them to eat first, and then eat the rest of the chaba soldiers.

"That is to say." The veins on Gyatso's forehead were throbbing, "It's meaningless to say that they have been eating this for a few days." The life of the Tibetan people is so difficult, and sometimes they can bear a whip, but seeing them waste food like this, There is a kind of unbearable anger.

"If they don't want to eat, let's eat." I said loudly, "We will practice with General Dongga when we are full. Let the gentlemen eat whatever you like." I was also very angry, since I came out to serve as a soldier, I want to be a young master and go home.

I bent down to pick up a piece of meat on the ground, but a boot stretched out, stepped on the meat, and stepped on it and crushed it hard.

The boots are elegant carved boots. Looking up from the carved boots, it is a fox fur robe with a silk border. One side of the robe reveals a long and narrow horn bow, which hangs obliquely on a broad and strong shoulder wearing the fox robe. , on the shoulders is a young and handsome face with sharp edges and corners, but the two eyebrows are raised high, and it looks very unbeatable.

So, I punched this face with one punch.I was so angry right now, I didn't care what he was from White Feather Arrow or Black Feather Arrow.

But before I could hit him, Bai Yujian stretched out his right hand and grabbed my wrist, followed by his left fist hitting my cheek like lightning.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted out of my mouth and nose.

"Aw!" Suddenly there was a scream, and Gam, who was lying on my back, suddenly jumped up. I don't know why her fat body was so agile at this moment, and she jumped directly from my back to Bai Yujian's body. On his body, like a cat, both claws clawed at Bai Yujian's face.