Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 44
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——About this “unprecedented situation”.
Four days ago, on the border of China and Nigeria, a certain border railway station.
A young man with a sturdy figure and a handsome face squeezed from the crowd to the front desk and said: “Two tickets to Lajlang, hard seat.”
The conductor lazily stretched out his hand: “Identity card–“
The young man took out his ID from the cloth bag. The man glanced around and asked, “Where is the other one?”
The young man kept silent, took out a few banknotes and stuffed them in his hands.
The surrounding area was full of hustle and bustle. The fishy, dark-faced Tibetans yelled loudly. The mud and dusty baggage squeezed to and fro, and there were poultry croaking outside.
The conductor tacitly accepted the money, and a moment later handed him two hard seat tickets.
The young man squeezed out of the crowd, straddled the large and small luggage bags on the ground, came to the small and broken waiting area, walked straight to the back row of seats, threw the seat-occupying package on the ground, and sat down.
A man in a big hooded pullover next to him turned his head, revealing a half-glamorous and white face, with a mocking smile on his mouth: “Thank you so hard, dear brother.”
The boy said coldly: “Put your sunglasses back, Maha.”
Maha’s gray hoodie covers most of his face, and a small part of his face and neck are exposed under the sunglasses, as white as ice sculptures and snow. The long hair is tied into a ponytail and falls to his side from under the hood. It is very smooth and shiny, and looks like a beauty.
His slender and graceful fingers tapped on the handrails, seeming to look around casually, his eyes turning around on the passersby, focusing on their body shape and fat thickness.
Galuda is wearing a copycat sports t-shirt, black jacket and trousers, wearing black fingerless leather gloves, short hair stiff, showing a young boy’s stiff and silent profile, and long-term exercise on the snow line Elaborate entity.
He carried the package to his lap and checked his luggage again.
Two days ago, he took out the things his parents had deposited for him in the only “bank” in this mountain. That was the last time his parents came to see him in the Himalayas. They agreed upon a mechanism. If one day Garuda decides to leave Tibet, he will go to the designated place to take out the safe deposit box for him by his parents. The property and information in it can be Help him integrate into human society faster and more conveniently.
Of course, human society is constantly changing, so parents will re-register every certain year. The location is not limited to that local small bank, but covers a dozen different banks and credit unions on the surrounding railway network. .
Gardello flipped through the bag.
The things Zhou Hui left him must have only been changed two years ago, including an off-road vehicle key, but he will not open it; a dozen of safety charms are said to have been fired at a high price, but Not even one can be sold in Tibetan areas; a mobile phone, without battery or card, almost overflows the screen maliciously.
The safe left by Phoenix to his second son hadn’t been moved for several years. It contained 80,000 yuan in cash, a set of identification cards, and the most comprehensive Tibet railway map that could be found back then.
The long-awaited question once again appeared in Garuda’s mind. How did his mother look at his father back then, really just because of her good face?
“It’s so fat,” Maha exclaimed as he looked at a little fat man who was being led by his parents not far away.
Garuda gave him a warning immediately: “Don’t mess around.”
Maha’s long overlapping legs shook restlessly. Sitting in the middle of a group of food probably made him endure very hard, and said coldly: “When I was eating people on the snowy mountain that day, you didn’t have so many Nonsense.”
“That’s different, that’s a snow leopard poacher.”
“What’s the difference?”
“They poach snow leopards, snow leopards are rare animals, even if you don’t eat me…”
“Why can’t rare animals be killed?”
“Because if the rare animals become extinct–” Garuda choked and raised his forehead: “Why should I argue with you about this issue…”
Maha is born with no right or wrong view, his thoughts are very different from humans, and Garuda, who is already highly personalized, feels that it is really impossible to communicate with his brother.
The peacock wanted to grab the godhead of the Dapeng. The two brothers played against each other for seven days and seven nights on the top of the snow mountain. In the end, Jialouluo didn’t want to go on like this, so he discussed with Maha, and he went down the mountain to find his father and moved Zhou Hui away. Maha took the opportunity to find his mother, first to see if the Phoenix could save the **** of the Peacock King.
Maha has lost his godhead, and he is not lucky in the process of fighting his younger brother. All he can rely on is experience. It’s hard to predict whether he will win or lose in this fight. He can only agree to Garuda’s proposal, and the two brothers have joined hands on the same journey for the first time in hundreds of years.
This is a milestone in their family relationship. However, Garuda has to purchase goods, calculate money, plan the journey, allocate supplies, and always stare at his brother not to run out to eat. People are hard work, but they are not humane.
There is still half an hour for the train to start checking tickets. Maha was bored and looked around to see Tibetans in different dresses and red faces shouting and pushing each other in various unintelligible languages, and suddenly asked:” This place is so broken, why are you practicing here?”
Garuda said: “I am used to it.”
“Habits?”
Galouluo was silent for a while, playing with the cell phone with no battery and no card, and then said for a while: “When you swallowed the Buddha, I knew it but didn’t stop it. Afterwards, you were condemned by God, and I was baptized. The author took him to Tibet to imprison him in a snowy field for one hundred years, saying that he wanted to honed and punish and understand the Dharma… Now I want to protect me back then. After all, no one knows if the Scourge will smash me by the way.
“A hundred years have passed,” Maha said.
“I’ve been staying in the Himalayas, activating in the glacier on the snow line, and I don’t want to go down the mountain anymore.” Maha paused, and said: “Besides, I’m going to be a tour guide, and my life is pretty good. I’m not a righteous god. I have received incense from the human world anyway. There must be a way to repay the merits. Occasionally saving a climber on a snow mountain is a good deed.”
Suddenly Maha remembered that he had received more incense than Garuda. As a real brand of Peacock King, he may have to pay back several times more merits than Phoenix, but he has never done anything. In what year and month will we go?
“Mother pays back the merits very quickly. It is the fastest way to do things for the human world, and the father will pay with him for almost another three to five years. The incense debts accumulated in the previous thousands of years will be all Clear it.” Garuda turned to look at his brother: “What are you going to do?”
Mohe was taken aback for a moment, and put his hood on his face: “—Forget it.”
But forget it, it’s definitely not the solution.
As long as all heaven and human beings receive the incense of believers, they must return merits to the human world in a relative way. Phoenix, as a sacred bird of ancient times, did not offer incense to him specifically in the Phoenix Temple, but after all, he lived a long time, and the incense of the human world accumulated over thousands of years was not a small number. He helped national institutions quickly repay merits in a large area. Form: Garuda is relatively young and not a righteous god. In fact, he doesn’t have much to pay back. Being a guide for others on the extremely Buddha-like Mount Everest is also a way to repay merit while practicing.
The Peacock King is not only one of the authentic Kings, but also has a large number of believers. The amount of incense is hard to measure. In addition, he only cared about swallowing Buddha and cannibalism in front of him, and he did not even think about the merits.
If he can’t find his Godhead, and owes too much debt, he may be born into something after the Six Paths of Reincarnation-if he becomes a domestic animal, a pig and a dog, the fun will be great.
“You want me to…” Garuda wanted to ask if you would like to pay you back a little when you want me to pay back, but he suddenly stopped before he could say anything.
He turned his head and saw a few people walking outside the low and shabby gate of the station.
These people are obviously a big brother with a few younger brothers. The eldest brother walks in the forefront. He is a very tall man in his thirties, with a black windbreaker and black leather shoes. He has a very unusual temperament in his gestures. They are in the noisy Tibetan station. As conspicuous as standing out among the crowd.
The three little brothers each have a big backpack, which is bulging and stuffed. Although it looks heavy, the people in the backpack are very tall and straight, as if they have been specially trained.
Galouro’s eyes fell on the backpack, he smelled gunpowder and gunpowder.
—Arms?
Which triad boss brought smuggled arms to take the train?
“——I’m too lazy to pay it back, let’s find the Godhead first,” Maha said lazily.
Galuda ignored him and stared at the few people warily.
The black windbreaker boss came to the waiting room and stopped. His gaze patrolled in the crowd full of dangdang, but he could not find a seat, but his gaze happened to collide with Garuda.
After a while, Garuda looked away and continued to play with the old phone.
The boss stared at him for a while, then looked at Maha beside him.
Maha has been seen since he was a child, and he has become accustomed to being seen, and he is not sensitive to his eyes. But the black windbreaker boss really has a strong sense of existence. After a few seconds, Maha finally turned his head, revealing a small half of his face, and looked back without emotion under the sunglasses.
He looked at the man up and down, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.
——This action is quite tempting no matter from which angle, the boss’s eyes suddenly flashed with amazing colors.
What he didn’t know was that Maha turned to his younger brother after licking his lips, his eyes were full of longing, and he gently uttered two words: “I want to eat.”
“…” Jia Luolou held his forehead, and said after a while: “Get in the car and buy you a box lunch, okay?”
·
The train was finally late. Garuda lined up to check the ticket and got on the train. One person carrying luggage, followed by Maha with empty hands, found a compartment in the crowded aisle, opened the door, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. .
But then he didn’t breathe back.
Seeing that the compartment door opened again, the boss in the black trench coat walked in gracefully with the ticket, followed by a little brother with a big bag behind him.
“Oh,” the boss seemed a little surprised when he saw them, but then he laughed: “——Han people? Are you here to travel? Good for you two!”
He has an authentic Northeast accent, which is very rare in Tibetan areas. But Maha Dama was sitting behind the table with his hands in his pockets, wearing a hood and closing his eyes. Garuda settled down with his luggage, sat down silently, without making a sound from beginning to end. Individuals completely ignore the existence of the black windbreaker boss.
The boss is not embarrassed. He smiled and told the younger brother to put his backpack, took out tea eggs, instant noodles, ham sausage, chocolate, and handed a bottle of mineral water to Maha: “Miss?”
Garuda: “…”
Maha didn’t even think that it was calling him, so he didn’t even open his eyes.
Boss perseveres: “Miss? Would you like some water, Miss?”
Garuda stretched out his hand from the side, took the water bottle, and gently threw it into the boss’s arms: “Thank you, we don’t need it.”
The moment the boy shot his hand, the knuckle bones protruded, his arm muscles were strong, his eyes were flat and sharp, and his face swept like a cold wind.
The boss paused, took the mineral water and put it on the table, and smiled: “It doesn’t matter, you are all friends when you go out. I persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west—ah, this is vast and magnificent. The frontier! How can it not make the urge to drink freely?” He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.
Garuda: “………………”
The train sounded a flute, full of passengers, and slowly started from the railroad tracks on the Tibetan plateau.
The platform moved back, and the scenery outside the car window quickly turned into a vast land, rolling plains.
“My surname is Wu, call me Brother Wu or Old Wu.” The black windbreaker soaked a cup of instant noodles, and asked while peeling the tea eggs: “Where are the two? Are you traveling to Mount Everest?”
Gardello didn’t say a word, playing with his old mobile phone, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to everything around him.
The boss stared at him for a while, suddenly his mind flashed, and he took out the power bank from his suitcase: “Does little brother need this?”
Garuda: “…”
“You put the phone on it, yes, that’s it. Connect this cable… It will be full for about three or four hours, but you can turn it on later…”
Boss Wu enthusiastically taught Garuda to charge his phone step by step, and carefully looked up and down his old and outdated clothes, and smiled: “There are so many new things in the outside world, and my little brother slowly learned. Two Where are you going? Lhasa?”
“Thank you.” Garuda said simply, “Go to Gerilang.”
“Oh—what are you going to do to Gerilang, transfer?”
“Hmm.”
“Where to transfer to Lhasa? Xining? Sichuan?”
“…Sichuan.”
“Sichuan is a good place!” The black windbreaker shook his spirits, looked ahead, and said with emotion: “When I was a kid, I had been to Chengdu-Sichuan Basin! The land of abundance! Dujiangyan, Wuhou Temple! The lively brocade in the afternoon. On the long street, enthusiastic and honest people, girls with fierce temperament!-What are you going to do in Sichuan?”
“Transferring.”
“…” the boss of the black windbreaker asked: “Where to transfer?”
Galuda lazily said: “Gansu.”
“Oh—Gansu! Hexi Corridor, Silk Road!” The black windbreaker immediately got excited again, and his big hand raised into the air: “—Ming Great Wall, Jiayuguan! Dunhuang Grottoes, flying Buddha! My lifelong dream, It is to abandon all money and worldliness, put on a long veil and walk in the desert, silently recite the Buddha and settle in the Tibetan scripture cave, looking up at the magnificent and broad history, and following the waves of the long river!”
“In meditation! In dialectics! In repeated scrutiny and washing! Achieving detachment and sublimation of self-consciousness!” The boss put the instant noodles on the table and moved: “Little brother, it’s better Let’s go to Dunhuang and worship together!”
“No.” Jialouluo said, “I’m going to Gansu to change trains.”
“………………”
The boss of the black windbreaker decided to ask without shame for the last time: “…Where are you going?”
Gardello sits back, holding his arms, his arms are sharp and sharp behind the fingerless gloves.
He stared at the depressed face of the black windbreaker boss, and said with great interest: “Beijing.”
He waited for the boss to enthusiastically introduce the moonlight of the Great Wall of China, the majesty of the imperial city, and by the way the current Beijing price, transportation, hotel accommodation and other issues, who expected the boss in the black windbreaker to watch him quietly. His face is particularly indescribable.
After a long while, he asked: “——You went around most of China, why did you go to a place with a pm2.5 value of 90 for 300 days that year?”
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The brown-skinned train whizzed across the plain. In the corridor outside the compartment, the conductor pushed the dining car around, shouting loudly in Tibetan.
Gardello looked at the black windbreaker boss, swept over his little brother, and then moved his eyes to the corner of the cubicle where they put down the bulging bag.
“Where are you going again?” he asked amusingly.
The younger brother seemed to move uncomfortably, but then the black windbreaker boss sighed and sighed: “I’m going to Beijing too—hey, this world is not easy! Being a big brother has to feed his people, so you have to be a little kid For business, we have to travel all the way from the northeast to Nepal to purchase…”
Galuda said indifferently: “When the eldest brother is still so artistic?”
“Where and where! Little brother praised.” The black windbreaker boss looked out the window with a sad look in his eyes: “In fact, it is not my intention to be a big brother. My dream is poetry and the distance. The journey of a traveler has no borders…”
He silently picked up a ham sausage on the table, pulled off the wrapper, squeezed it into a bowl, and cut it into sections with a fork.
The next second, Maha suddenly took off his sunglasses and looked at the ham sausage.
“…”
There was silence in the carriage, and the shocking face of the beauty appeared before her eyes without warning, making everyone silent at the same time.
The boss of the black windbreaker opened his mouth and made no sound. The younger brother’s eyes became straight in an instant.
Maha turned to Garuda: “Didn’t you say you are going to buy food?”
Galuda had no expression on his face, got up and walked out, but within two steps, he heard an unusually exciting voice from the black windbreaker boss behind him: “Come on…Miss, this ham is what you see The honor of the intestine, please be sure to appreciate it……”
Maha stretched out his hand to pick up the ham sausage, put a few sections into his mouth together, did not chew, swallowed directly like jelly, squinted dissatisfiedly, and scanned the man in the black windbreaker in front of him.
This is actually his favorite type of food-unlike some monsters who like to eat women and children, he appreciates the strong taste and a small amount of fat, especially if the object being eaten has a small amount of mana taste.
And he can see that this man is indeed possessed of mana, if he adds a little fire to a three-mature man…
“Hello Miss, can you take the liberty to ask for your name?” The black windbreaker boss was a little flattered in Maha’s fiery eyes, but he still owed himself very gracefully, and said smoothly: “Hello, free from Your surname is Wu, 33 years old, casually doing a small business in the Northeast, he has 70 or 80 little brothers, and his family property is just a few hundred million yuan…”
Maha did not listen to him.
A scream of steak on the plate is actually meaningless to the diners.
Maha stretched out his hand, his slender fingers were white and graceful, like a restrained lover, standing on the ground, reaching out to the chest of the black windbreaker boss.
The next second, “pop!” With a crisp sound, Garuda grabbed his hand.
The boss’s voice stopped abruptly, and Maha and Garuda looked at each other. The pupils of the former flashed strangely, but the face of the latter was unshakable, and he uttered two words: “No.”
Maha squinted dangerously.
Garuda turned a blind eye, maintaining the posture of holding Maha’s hand, turning to the black windbreaker boss and said solemnly: “Have you asked Mr. Wu’s name?”
“Oh,” the boss is inexplicable: “In the next Wubei, brother, you…”
“Mr. Wu Bei,” Garuda interrupted him, “Please change cars immediately, or get off at the next stop and change, don’t ask why. If you don’t leave, you may not be able to get off the train alive. , It would be troublesome for me to happen in a crowded place.”
Wu Bei: “…”
Wu Bei blinked his eyes and looked suspicious, and opened his mouth for a long while tentatively: “I said you–“
Boom!
The car shook suddenly, and then the surrounding people were in chaos!
The four people in the compartment looked out the door at the same time, and saw someone screaming and running by in the aisle, and then was swept down by a “bang!” shot, blood splashing on the old dusty glass. The next moment, heavy footsteps came from the other side of the carriage, and someone screamed in Tibetan, screaming one after another, and was suppressed by several huge gunshots.
“Over there! There is more over there!”
Footsteps from far to near, followed by a lama wearing a red robe kicked open the compartment door, pointed at Garuda, Maha and others inside with an earth spear, shouted loudly in Tibetan, gestured Call them out.
Wu Bei’s eyes fell on the cloth tied around the lama’s neck, and he took a breath: “Snow Mountain Lion Flag…”
He abruptly got up and turned to the young “men and women” next to him with a sullen face. He just wanted to quickly order them to retreat, but was stunned to find that the “girl” had stood up, staring straight at the lama, she was stunningly beautiful There was an indescribable color of excitement and evil on his face.
The young man stood in front of him, and said angrily:
“No way, Maha! Wait for me to buy a box lunch now!”