the last priest

Cha Wenbin found a hole and buried two coffins, officially announcing that the pair of dragon and phoenix twins were buried safely.The horoscope is originally one, female is yin, and male is yang. Now that yin and yang are balanced and reunited, the girl will be reincarnated in a short time, and the boy will depend on his future fortune.

After bidding farewell to the helpers, it was almost dawn when I got home. As usual, I went to see Dashan Hechaozi before going to bed. The breathing of the two was fairly stable.

After closing the heavy door, Cha Wenbin said to himself, "I've been sleeping for a while, it's time to wake up."

Early the next morning, a telegram was sent from northwest Zhejiang to Tibet. Zha Mu was so happy that he received the letter and prepared to go back and tell the old lama that his friends from the Central Plains were coming to see them.

Zha Brown broke into the old lama's meditation room in a hurry, and saw the old lama changed into new clothes today and sat cross-legged on the bedside, turning the prayer wheel.

Before he could speak, the old lama said first, "Zhabu, close the door."

After hearing the old lama's words, Zabu just closed the door when he heard him order again: "Drag out the wooden box under my bed."

Zabu felt that the old lama today was very strange. The box had been there since he came here, but the old lama never took it out.

"Open it, and there is a roll of parchment inside. You take it out and put it away. When your friend from afar arrives, hand it to him."

Zha Brown squeezed the telegram report in his hand: "How did the master know that I have friends coming?"

The old lama opened his eyes and smiled, "The eagle outside has been circling in the sky for three whole days, and it will fly away when he arrives. Master can't wait for him anymore, you just need to take this Just give him the volume."

"Is the master going away?" According to Zamu's memory, the old lama never seemed to have stepped out of this monastery.

"Zhabun, come here." The old lama helped Zhabun straighten his collar, stretched out his cracked hands and put them on Zhabun's head, and said: "There was once a guest from afar. He came here long, long ago, and he left this parchment. My master told me that one day someone will come to take it, and now that person is coming."

"It's my friend, the exorcist from the Central Plains?" Zha Bei was not used to being called a Taoist. In his eyes, Cha Wenbin was able to drive gods and ghosts, making him more like an exorcist.

The old lama still had the same smile on his face, but his hands could never be removed from Zha Brown's head, he had already passed away...

On a train bound for Tibet, Cha Wenbin and Zhuo Xiong were sitting on their respective bunks, and one of them was lying flat on the upper berth.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit cold, Zhuo Xiong took a sip of white wine and said, "Why do I think of going to Tibet so well? I haven't been there since I came back from serving as a soldier."

Looking at the flying scene outside the window, Cha Wenbin said, "Take something."

"what?"

"A drop of water."

Three days later, Lhasa.

Since the train was opened here, tourists have continued to come to Tibet from the Central Plains. The mysterious Tibet is very attractive to everyone. Everything here has nothing to do with the world, just like the mani piles by the lake, quiet and peaceful. And peaceful.Zhuo Xiong in the crowd soon saw Zha Bei, but the boy had completely lost his usual laughing and joking, his head drooped, and his eyes were red.

Zhuo Xiong was not alone, there was another person on his back, a person much bigger than him.

Zabu called a car, and along the way he only said that the master had left, and then became silent, and finally arrived at the temple where he was after an unknown amount of time.

The body of the old lama lay quietly on a wooden shelf in the open space of the temple, and there were all dry firewood underneath. Cha Wenbin and Zhuo Xiong sent Chaozi and Dashan into the meditation room. When they came out, Zha Brown had already lit up the fire.The raging fire soon surrounded the old lama. Tibetan monks seldom use cremation, but the old lama told Zabrung the day before his death that he must be cremated after death.Now, he got his wish.

"Master asked me to give it to you." Zha Bei took out the roll of parchment, and handed it to Zha Wenbin respectfully.

Zha Wenbin opened the roll of dusty parchment. There were two sheets in total. One of them had older handwriting, with incomprehensible words written on it: Inscription on insects and birds.The other one is a picture, which looks like a snow mountain.

His eyes fell on the picture completely, and after a long time, he found a crumpled and completely yellowed book from the salute he carried with him.He found this book from his master's relics not long ago, and the place where he found it was also very strange. It was sewn inside an old Taoist robe, and this Taoist robe was dug out of an old box by He Tu to prepare to wear it. And I went out to bludgeon.

Who wrote this book without its signature, it looks more like a manuscript, and it is very old. It records some things that Cha Wenbin finds very difficult to accept. The main content of the description is roughly a What a Taoist master saw and heard in Tibet, among which he encountered many incredible things.Among them, one thing is that he discovered that there is water that can purify the soul in the world. This kind of water can wake up the unconscious people again. There is no record about this kind of water, but only there. One picture per page.

And this painting is exactly the same as the one on the roll of parchment in front of me.

Cha Wenbin pointed to the roll of parchment and asked Zha Brown, "Do you know where the mountain on this painting is?" Since he saw that book, he has been inferring the authenticity of the content in it. As far as he is concerned, this opportunity is also the only hope he has seen so far, so he has come.

Zha Brown shook his head, indeed, there are too many Tibetan areas with snow-capped mountains like this.

"Brother Wenbin, don't worry, I have a solution."

The next day, they got up very early and walked all morning and finally found a place where they could make a phone call.Zhuo Xiong dialed a familiar number nervously: "Hi, comrade, is Ji Yunlong in?"

An hour later, an off-road vehicle with a military area photo on it stopped in front of them, and a dark-skinned soldier and Zhuo Xiong got out of the vehicle and saluted each other, then they looked at each other, smiled and hugged each other.

"Ji Yunlong, my old company commander, this is Cha Wenbin." Zhuo Xiong introduced each other.Without too many pleasantries, Ji Yunlong spread out the parchment, took a magnifying glass to look at it carefully from beginning to end, and said: "I'm still not fully sure which mountain it is, but after I go back, I will inform my comrades to study together, and I should be able to help you determine it before tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you, old squad leader!" Zhuo Xiong saluted with a standard military salute.

Ji Yunlong waved his hands and said, "Go eat first!"

At the dinner table, they talked about the reasons for their trip to Tibet. They had served as soldiers in this mysterious place for many years and had seen too many strange things.Therefore, Ji Yunlong respected people like Zha Wenbin even more.

"The He Yichao you mentioned, that kid, I know him!"

"you recognize?"

Ji Yunlong took a sip of highland barley wine and said: "I joined the army three years earlier than you. I took care of him in the recruit company. That kid is very good. So don't worry about this matter, leave it to me, and I will personally deliver it when the results come out tomorrow." Come on, let me know if you need anything."

No one knows the mountains here better than scouts, so Zhuo Xiong thought of his old squad leader, the soldier who had stayed in Tibet for 15 years, but he didn't expect that he also knew Chao Zi.

Early the next morning, car horns sounded outside the temple in Zamu, and three off-road vehicles and a medical vehicle from the military region drove directly into the courtyard.

Ji Yunlong waved the parchment excitedly and said, "I'm sure, I'm sure!"

Zhuo Xiong asked, "Where is it?"

"Sun Bajing Snow Mountain!"

"Is there such a place?" Zhuo Xiong stayed in Tibet for so many years, but he had never heard of such a mountain.

"Yes, but no one has ever been there before, so this time, we decided to go with you and visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland by the way!" I saw six heavily armed soldiers standing outside the door. From the faces of these soldiers, Zhuo Xiong Fangfo saw himself back then, these faces are still very immature.

Pointing to those soldiers, Zhuo Xiong asked, "Who are you?"

Ji Yunlong returned the parchment to Cha Wenbin, and took out a photo from the notebook. There was a big snow mountain in the photo, and there was another snow mountain behind it. He pointed to the photo and said: "It should be here. In addition, I called the medical team of the military region. The two brothers will be sent to the military region hospital first. What do you think?"

Cha Wenbin clasped his fists at Ji Yunlong and said, "Then respect is worse than obedience!"