pilgrimage

Everything here is as blurred as clouds and fog, and the outline is indistinguishable.

But I could sense something important to me lurking in that landscape. —— Haruki Murakami On this empty plain echoing with the sharp wind, they were like a group of drowning people in a desperate situation, and the green light drifted in the wind and snow, slowly approaching them like will-o'-the-wisps.Ye Jing's heart began to beat violently.

He trembled and tugged at the corner of Gesang's clothes. Gesang had already noticed this situation, and calmly and slowly touched the hidden knife at his waist, and said to Ye Jing in a low voice: "...there are flashlights. something?"

Ye Jing panicked and took out a spare flashlight in the middle of the backpack, but he pressed the switch a few times but it didn't turn on. He was a little anxious, so he tapped it hard a few times, and the faint light swept towards the green light in the dark ahead.

Like a nocturnal animal afraid of light, the green light retreated a little, and then a low growl sounded menacingly.Animals with yellow and reddish-brown fur, like wolves, but smaller than wolves, there are more than a dozen of them by visual inspection, and they are slowly approaching them in a semicircle, baring their fangs and exhaling white gas, their eyes are cold and fierce, Like a demon on a snowy field.

"...What is this? A wolf?" Ye Jing's hand holding the flashlight began to tremble.Gesang had already pulled out his Tibetan knife and stood up. After hearing his question, he frowned and showed an expression of uncertainty. At this moment, the old man who was huddled in the corner suddenly opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes swept towards With the scene in front of him, a word slowly came out of his throat.

"What? A jackal?" Gesang said in surprise after listening carefully, and then spat hard, "Damn, how did you meet a jackal?" The old man slowly stood up while supporting the stone wall, and continued to use his old The voice said a few words in Tibetan, and Gesang's face changed after hearing this. Seeing the approaching pack of wolves, he and Ye Jing slowly backed away: "...It seems that I was unlucky... I shouldn't have hit that wolf at the beginning. The cubs come to eat..."

"Could it be...that's the cub of a jackal?" Ye Jing was startled, remembering the animal that was roasting on the fire when he first met Gesang and the others.Gesang nodded with difficulty: "Who knows if they want revenge, or if we stepped into their territory with the smell of young jackals on us, anyway, in the mountains in winter, there is very little food, so we must catch a few people for a different taste. It's also good."

"However, jackals look smaller than wolves, but they are actually much more ferocious and cunning than wolves. They also like to hunt, so they are really difficult to deal with..." Gesang held the Tibetan knife in front of his chest, and a cold light shone into his eyes. For a moment, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, a nearby jackal suddenly let out a low howl, bared its teeth ferociously and rushed towards it with Xue.

Gesang let out a low cry, and kicked it hard in the stomach. It wailed, curled up and flew out. At this moment, another jackal swiftly pounced on Ye Jing.Gesang quickly blocked Ye Jing, pushed him away, quickly dodged the first round of attacks, and the Tibetan knife flashing coldly drew an arc in the air, and stabbed hard into the jackal's body. abdomen.

The bright red liquid gradually smeared the white snow, and the fallen jackal struggled a few times and then stopped moving.A faint smell of blood began to fill the air. Seeing two companions fell down in an instant, the other jackals took a few steps back for a moment, howling and daring not to move forward.Taking advantage of this gap, Gesang suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Jing, who was staying aside, and shouted: "Why are you still standing there?! Take Mommy away, I will catch up in a while!"

Ye Jing reacted suddenly, picked up the old man on his back and ran towards the gap in the encirclement. Behind him, facing the ghostly jackals, the man with a tough face slowly eased off the object wrapped in cloth strips on his back.Not long after, a dark gun was placed on the man's hand, shining coldly, reflecting the man's face that was beginning to become a little cold.

He slowly moved the aiming port to his right eye, and said with a smile, "Then, let's play."

Ye Jing ran wildly on the snow field with the old man on his back, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky hit him head-on.He was panting heavily, every step his feet would sink into the snow, making it difficult to move forward.Gradually, the sound of footsteps and the panting of wild beasts came to his ears. He turned around in a panic, and saw several jackals scattered from the team, chasing him. After a distance, he rushed forward.He yelled in horror, staggered and rolled into the snow, just escaped the jackal's bite, and at this moment, several crisp gunshots resounded through the sky.

He didn't know what these shots hit. He just raised his head from the snow in panic, and suddenly felt a great fear occupying his heart.

The snow mountain next to it suddenly let out a deafening roar, the ground began to tremble, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in the distance, ice, snow, and stones were smashed down, and the ice and snow poured down like quicksand.

Avalanche!

Ye Jing yelled in her heart that she was not good, picked up the old man and ran up the nearby hillside, thinking that Gesang had shot the jackal a few times and made something bigger, but as she ran, she suddenly felt that the ground was under her feet. Loose, stepped on the air and fell from the edge of the mountain.Before he could panic, he hugged the old man tightly and rolled all the way down, only to feel that his eyes and nose were full of snow, and his ears were buzzing.

The roar shook the sky, and he didn't know how long he had been sliding at this suffocating limit speed. On the way, his back hit a few protruding rocks, causing pain.Holding the old man and rolling for a while, the terrain became more and more slow, and it must have finally reached the bottom.Ye Jing took a deep breath, coughed violently a few times, and tried to open her eyes to see the scene in front of her clearly.The surroundings were dark, and the roar of the avalanche had already gone in another direction. His face was pillowed on the cold snow, and after a few heavy gasps, he slowly got up enduring the severe pain like bones falling apart all over his body. .

The flashlight has long been thrown to nowhere, but fortunately the backpack was not thrown out.Ye Jing squinted his eyes and looked around under the moonlight, and found that the old man was lying not far away, so he moved over trembling slightly, and found that the other party was just in a coma, his breathing and heartbeat were still stable, and he was also paralyzed. Stepping aside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The avalanche rushed down the terrain, and falling from the cliff above the avalanche area also saved their lives in a disguised form. It is a miracle that the two of them hardly suffered any serious injuries after falling from such a height.After analyzing the current situation, Ye Jing began to worry about what to do next and Gesang's safety. After resting for a while, he carried the old man on his back with difficulty, and walked towards the depths of the cliff between the two mountains. , intending to find a way out first.

The wind at the bottom of the mountain is very small, but the coldness in the air forms a faint hazy white mist around, the white water vapor is attached to the skin, cold and sticky, the mist is like a white ghost, waiting to swallow everything .Ye Jing's footsteps echoed slightly, and he walked nervously. Suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of him, standing still but looking very strange.He narrowed his eyes and approached slowly nervously, but stopped after getting closer, his eyes slowly opened wide.

The mountain wind slowly blew away the white mist in front of him, and a Tibetan-style temple building about seven or eight meters high appeared in front of Ye Jing's eyes. In the dark, he could faintly see the pointed roof and the slightly raised eaves , and the dark stone pillars at the door.Ye Jing walked over blankly, and found that the building was strangely half-embedded in the mountain wall, and the side and opposite mountains protruded outwards to form a clever blind spot, which was difficult to find even standing on the mountain.He let out a breath of hot air, the cold air made him tremble, he looked back at the old man, he hesitated for a while, and finally stepped on the stiff stone steps in front of the door with heavy steps.

There were icicles on the wooden door, but Ye Jing pushed it open without much effort.It was dark inside, exuding a dry and old atmosphere. He carefully freed up one hand and took out his phone.Although the screen of the mobile phone was smashed with a few cracks, but fortunately it was still powered on, and the glowing fluorescent lights slowly illuminated the darkness ahead.

The first thing that catches the eye are the ordinary shrines, incense tables, candlesticks, and the hanging red sutra curtains, all of which were covered by ice and snow with the passage of time, but as the light moved up, a ferocious face suddenly appeared on Ye Jing in sight.

The black-haired boy yelled in shock, and the phone fell to the frozen ground with a "slap", and he almost fell down.Half of the face collapsed, the dark subcutaneous tissue was in the air, it was indescribably strange, and the cold eyes made people feel shuddering.

Ye Jing suppressed the urge to run away, breathing heavily to adjust her heartbeat.He thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that the face seemed to have been seen somewhere before, and it looked strange.He suddenly remembered the plaster, and when he put the phone screen on it again, he found that it was just an ordinary Buddha statue that was a bit old.

——A false alarm.

He sat down on the ground as if he had no strength, and he didn't forget to put the old man down and let her lean against the wall for comfort. "It's inevitable to spend the night here tonight." He said to himself, and at the same time looked at the old man who he thought was "ghostly" and felt a little confused-everything that happened suddenly, now calm down and think about it It's hard for him to digest.

Thinking out of his mind, he didn't hear the sound of thin footsteps coming from behind, and when he noticed that there seemed to be a bloody smell in the air, a hand was already on his shoulder like a ghost's claw .He turned his head and saw a bloody face and a pair of sharp eyes.