Cat Gu Notes

Skin! Xia Mingruo covered his head, "Eavesdrop!" "

While wrapping up the stall, Chu Haiyang asked Lin Shaohu, "By the way, why did you come here?"

"I asked to come." Lin Shaohu began to straighten his clothes, put the pistol back on his waist again, "arrest people."

"Who are those people?"

Lin Shaohu thought for a while and said: "This matter is classified, I can't say it. In short, there are fugitives among these people. In order to arrest them, the comrades of the public security and armed police have been lying in ambush in the desert for three days. Actually You smashed ice today, including chasing camels yesterday, and you have already entered our security circle, but we have not received an order and cannot be exposed, and we have to act later."

"It's like a war." Chu Haiyang said.

Lin Shaohu said: "The job is not easy to do. The enemy has never stopped instigating rebellion and deterring us with force. However, our soldiers are not vegetarians, right, Xiao Chen?"

"Yes!" Xiao Chen snapped a military salute, "The interests of the motherland are above all else!"

Lin Shaohu said, "Let's go."

He put the fox fur hat on Xia Mingruo's head: "I'll leave you a souvenir of the supplies I seized. I'll be back in Beijing in two days. I'll treat your family to dinner."

Xia Mingruo chased out of the tent: "Uncle Shaohu! Be careful!"

"Don't worry! Who am I?" Lin Shaohu stepped on the camel and smiled with his tall back straight, "I am Lin Shaohu!"

He is courageous and responsible, Lin Shaohu, the son of a soldier.

This is perhaps the strangest thing. Cheng Jingjun later went to college, went to graduate school, married a girl who was also shy and grew up in a Shanghai alley, gave birth to two gentle and kind children, and even went back to the south to start a new life. Teaching and educating people, he has trained countless students for decades, but his household registration has always been hung in a small courtyard in the southern city of Beijing.

The name of the head of the household is Lin Shaohu.

Chishe City once welcomed the scientific expedition team in a thrilling way, and then gave them a sleepless night.

Let me first say that there are tall towers at the east and west corners of Chishe City, and the one on the east is a watchtower, which is equivalent to a lookout post, which shows that this place is not peaceful and there are frequent wars.Someone in the team concluded that there was a beacon tower nearby. Xia Mingruo asked him why, and he said, "Ask the guide, there is for sure."

As a result, I ran to ask, and it was really good. Just a few miles across the Chishe River, there was still a one-meter-high mound left.

The West Pagoda is slightly shorter and is a Buddhist pagoda.Buddhism entered the Western Regions very early, and there are more or less traces of Buddhism in the ancient cities of the desert.The pagoda in Chishe City is ten meters high. It must have been higher in the past, but it is a miracle that it has not collapsed, probably because it is built of rammed earth, which is almost solid. The adobe is mixed with reeds, Populus euphratica, red willow, etc Plant fiber.Another important reason is that the city has been abandoned for a long time, avoiding man-made destruction.For example, in some ancient sites near Turpan, the eyes of the figures in the murals were gouged out in the early years, because the local residents believed that the eyes of pagans would bring disasters.

The pagoda is square on the outside and round on the inside, and the wall base of the original corridor, the lotus bottom, and the roof covered with oats can still be seen all around. It is a typical combination of Zoroastrianism and Buddhist architecture; there is a small door in the upper part of the pagoda to enter, but the space is cramped after entering , can only squat alone.Most of the painted paintings on the four walls of the tower have peeled off, leaving only a small piece in the corner, which has a Gandhara style when you look closely. There is a shrine in the center, with a painted statue of Sakyamuni and more than ten small Buddhas, which are not too weathered.

On the right hand side was a small statue of a half-human god. Chu Haiyang held a kerosene lamp and looked at it for a while, then poked his head out and said it was Bishamonten.

Everyone gathered around the tower, raising their heads in unison: "Are you sure?"

"Sure," Chu Haiyang said, "he has a ghost under his feet. Generally speaking, this statue is the best preserved, and it is a stone statue."

Leopard quietly asked: "Who is Bishamonten?"

Xia Mingruo put on a pose and said, "The Buddhist guardian deity in the north is the Heavenly King Tota Li on our side."

"Mingruo, don't move around, hold the lamp," Qian Dabeard was drawing a simple map of the tower, and shouted, "What is Bishamonten like? Describe it!"

Chu Haiyang replied: "It still looks like an Indian god, wearing knee-length armor and ornaments on its neck and arms."

"Where's the head?" Qian Dabeard asked.

Chu Haiyang lifted the statue's head out and raised it.

"One more piece of good news for you, the fracture between its head and body is still fresh, and then," he stretched out his other hand, "I picked up this shell casing on the ground."

Qian Dahuzi was stunned, Chu Haiyang climbed down the tower with a wry smile on his face, and put the cartridge case in his hand.Qian Dabeard immediately threw away the pen, hugged the number one and shouted.

Chu Haiyang sighed: "Life is really full of conflicts and coincidences."

Xia Mingruo said, "It's like that sweltering thunderstorm day."

Chu Haiyang looked at him: "Sifeng."

Xia Mingruo said, "Ping."

Chu Haiyang asked, "What shall we do?"

Xia Mingruo poked the uncle: "Pu Yuan, what should we do?"

The uncle said: "What else can I do, go back to sleep!"

The crowd cheered and dispersed.The bearded man staggered a few steps and fell down the street.Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo could only turn around, set up their master, and walk away.

The team members set up a simple shed with ventilation on all sides, lit a stack of dry firewood, and set up a cauldron to boil bath water.The bearded man huddled in the dark and cried, Chu Haiyang comforted him: "It's okay, if it's broken, stick to it again, isn't that what we do!"

The bearded man said: "If there is a grievance, there is a debtor. This account will be recorded on the border guards of the armed police. If I don't avenge this revenge, I will—"

"If you want to report it to you, it has nothing to do with me." Xia Mingruo said.

The bearded man said to him: "Bad boy! He has no sense of justice at all!"

"Okay, we'll talk about it tomorrow," Chu Haiyang threw his beard into the tent, and pushed Xia Mingruo to run wildly, "Go take a shower!"

The two rushed to the temporary bathhouse and asked, "Whose turn is it?"

The uncle was steaming, contentedly leaning in the tent and smoking a cigarette: "It's no one's turn, and the number of ice cubes is limited, so we basically rely on grabbing."

Hearing this, Chu Haiyang quickly took off his coat: "Then even if you're naked! Don't believe it! Let's go together!"

Xia Ming yelled happily, ran a few steps and kicked Gulim away.

The uncle smoked, shook his head, and chatted with Lao Huang: "Tsk, what kind of monster did he turn into? He almost froze to death in the afternoon."

Lao Huang thought for a while, and meowed a few times.

The uncle said: "Oh, so it is like this, no wonder no wonder."

There is a nearly two-hour time difference between here and Beijing, and life should start two hours later.But the ice-collecting team set off before dawn, braving the severe cold and the sky full of stars: last night, they got carried away and ran out of ice, so they had to go to the lake once more to survive.

Xia Mingruo also woke up very early, and walked last with a smile on his face, closely following the leopard.Leopard was wary of him and Lao Huang: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Mingruo said: "I want to see the Beacon Tower."

Leopard asked: "Where is the ocean?"

"Still sleeping," Xia Mingruo said, "Don't take him with you."

The leopard was startled and ran away, Xia Mingruo asked, "Why?"

Leopard said: "I'm afraid! I'm flustered and short of breath when I can't see the ocean. I have to ask the guide to save me!"

The real guide, Mamaiti Mahati, is a native Uighur. He has a strong body, is about [-] years old, has white hair and a long beard, but is very in line with international standards. He can speak Uighur, Chinese, Russian, French, English, German and other languages, the reason is simple: he has been serving expeditions and adventurers from all over the world almost since he was ten years old.

The old man was talkative and talked endlessly. He yelled at the camel affectionately: "Hey-hey-hey-hurry up, brother!"

Xia Mingruo slipped over to chat with him: "Can I come back from the Beacon Tower before dawn?"

The old man said: "No, you will get lost unless I take you there."

Xia Mingruo said: "Then you take me there."

"That can't be done," the old man made a gesture of showing his teeth and claws. "If you know that the ice cubes are used up, your beards will be angry."

Xia Mingruo was disappointed.

"Oh," the old man couldn't bear it. After thinking for a while, he suddenly leaned into Xia Mingruo's ear, and said mysteriously, "I'll show you another thing, and you promise to be back before dawn."

"Huh?" Xia Mingruo got excited.

"Go in, the first ditch," said the old man, pointing to the high Yadan cliff opposite the Chishe Ice Lake, "it's there."

It's really worth seeing there, much more than the ancient beacon tower. There is an ancient tomb that has collapsed in half.This is the dog shit luck that archaeologists dream of. When Sven Haiding was in Loulan, he picked up one that was blown away by the wind for nothing. Xia Mingruo really did not lose to him.

Thanks to Uncle Maimaiti, he discovered this place when digging ice last time.

Xia Mingruo hung the kerosene lamp into the mouth of the tomb, lay down on the ground and looked at it with relish for a while, then ran back to the ice lake.The labor chants of the ice-cutters came one after another, and Xia Mingruo grabbed the one who yelled the loudest: "Leopard! Come with me!"

The leopard was pulled by him and almost slipped, so he quickly stabilized his body: "What are you doing again?"

Xia Mingruo said: "Come on! Come on!"

The leopard said: "What are you doing, what are you doing?" Xia Mingruo couldn't help saying that he wanted to pull him away, but the leopard struggled, and the two of them fell on the ice together and slid out, almost from one end of the frozen lake to the other.

Xia Mingruo got up on the ground with hands and feet, patted off the broken ice on his clothes, and said, "It's just right, come with me."

"Ah!" Leopard sighed and resigned, and thrust the pickaxe into the beach, "Just go, maybe you can make a dead man?"

"Huh? How do you know?" Xia Mingruo walked for a while, stopped and pointed to the dark tomb and said, "Please come and rebury this dead man's pit with me."

"Ah?!" Leopard shouted, "