The big lama told him that he was the last guest from the snow mountain, and he also came here to look for Deren.
Zhang Menyu looked at the weeping stone statue with silent eyes. After a long while, he seemed to remember something and said to the big lama: "I have seen him." The big lama knew that the person in front of him must also have something. He didn't ask any more questions about his story, he just stood there quietly with him.
Snowflakes fluttered in the air and soon fell on their shoulders. The Grand Lama originally thought that Zhang Menyu was recalling the story between him and the stone statue, but after a while he realized that the man was just staring at the stone statue in a daze.
His eyes were empty, with no sadness, no feelings, and no emotions. His soul seemed to have disappeared into the clouds in the sky, leaving only his empty body on the ground.
The snow hazelnuts fell to the ground with a rustling sound, and soon covered their ankles. A young lama came to the courtyard to find the big lama to give a lecture. Before the big lama left, he asked the young lama to pay attention to Zhang Menyu who was standing in the snow. , don't faint from the cold in a while.
And when he came to the courtyard again at night, he saw two black figures sitting in the middle of the courtyard, and he knew that Zhang Menyu had not left yet.
The little lama stood on the porch holding a lantern, holding his sleeves and shivering from the cold, completely at a loss. The big lama took the lantern in his hand and walked over with the snow flowing. He saw that Zhang Menyu not only did not leave, but instead moved a stone bench to the side, held a paper umbrella, and sat quietly beside the stone statue. He looked blankly at the darkening sky. His face was white and his hair was white. His breathing was so weak that he could hardly feel it. He looked like a dummy made of snow.
After the fallen snow at the bottom of the stone statue was swept away, a thin layer of snow soon fell again. After getting closer, the great lama discovered that the stone statue was covered with a large and thick white snow army coat, which blended in with the long snowy night. Half of the stone statue's face was blocked by a wide fur-brimmed hat. At first glance, it seemed that I thought it was someone sitting there motionless.
The Great Lama didn't know what Zhang Menyu was thinking. He was probably thinking about something far, far away deep in the snow-capped mountains.
Zhang Menyu stayed in the Lama Temple for seven full days. Every morning very early, when the great lama passed by the patio when he went to the chanting hall, he could see his thin figure sitting next to the stone statue.
The little lama asked if the stone statue was a friend of the snowman. The snowman came here to commemorate the stone statue. He didn't know exactly when the stone statue appeared here. He only knew that the great lama in the temple had a very subtle attitude towards this place. The lama's activity range was not large. There were many lamas in this area who might never enter. .
The great lama noticed something and shook his head.
"This is the reason for the knot. It should be followed. They will come here again in the future." The little lama didn't know what the master said.
Who does "they" refer to? He is still
If you can’t “see” the future, you can only suppress your curiosity. On the evening of the seventh day, Zhang Menyu came to see the great lama to say goodbye.
He said,
"The time is coming, I have to go where I should go." I don't know if it was because of being frozen in the snow for seven days, but the great lama felt that the breath on this man seemed to be colder.
Zhang Menyu told the great lama a story about the ancient Zhang family and Deren of the Modog Lama Temple.
The Lama Temple was established a long time ago by the Zhang family to monitor mysterious events in the snowy mountains of the Himalayas. One of its functions was to collect the information that every Zhang Qiling brought from the Bronze Gate. The same was true for the Kangbalo people. A supervisory function.
There was close communication between every Zhang Qiling and Lama Deren. In other words, Deren was similar to Zhang Qiling’s recorder.
But since the destruction of the Zhang family and the death of the previous Deren, the Western Archives has basically existed in name only.
Therefore, Modog needs a new Deren to appear and perform this responsibility again. The Grand Lama has met Zhang Qiling and recorded Zhang Qiling once twenty years ago, so the Grand Lama is the most suitable candidate for Deren.
Zhang Menyu hopes that the Western Archives can be reopened, because as long as the last Zhang Qiling is alive, the responsibility of the Zhang family will never disappear.
After much thought, the great lama agreed. Zhang Menyu and Zhang Menyu talked secretly in the room all night. On the next morning, Zhang Menyu said goodbye and left the temple.
The new Naruhito found out the records that Naruhito had hidden in the ice niches on the high cliffs behind the temple. In the name of spiritual practice, he would stay on the mountain for a long time every day and sort out all the records. After I came out, I copied part of it myself and hid it in my house. Year after year, I quietly waited for visitors from the snow-capped mountains.
When Deren said this, he motioned to Zhang Zhuxun to take something from the earthen bed in the corner.
"Be careful not to get burned." Deren said,
"He left me two things that can save my life in critical moments. I want to give one of them to you." Zhang Zhu walked over and stretched out his hand to touch the bricks of the Kang. He felt something strange at the lower end of the corner. He pulled out the brick with his fingers, scraped off the crust of earth behind it, and dug out a small stone box in the earthen wall below.
This place is far away from the center of the fire source and close to the ground. The surface temperature of the stone box is not too hot. Returning to the table, Deren gently opened the lid of the box. There were two octagonal copper bells inside, one as big as a table tennis ball and one as big as the knuckle of an index finger.
There was also a half-human skin mask soaked in blue potion in a translucent flat box. The red lines on the surface were very similar to the tattoos that once appeared on Zhang Chuxun's face.
Seeing this, Zhang Zhuoxun was not very surprised. Zhang Menyu obviously also knew the connection between the divine bird tattoo and the phoenix tattoo. Even if the Wang family wanted to do something to Deren, with this tattoo, they must be There will be some scruples, and suspicion is a taboo in any team.
Deren took out the two bells and handed them to Zhang Zhuxun. The bells were sealed with solidified rosin so that they would not make any noise during movement.
He pointed to the large bell and said: "These two bells are actually hallucinogenic, but the bigger one is called the phantom bell, and the smaller one is called the play bell. They are a pair of yin and yang bells that complement each other."
"If the phantom bell rings first, then the play bell rings, and then the two bells sound at the same time, the play bell can help enhance the effect of the phantom bell."
"On the contrary, if the opera bell rings first and the phantom bell rings later, then the opera bell suppresses the phantom bell and can keep the mind calm within five breaths when encountering other illusions." Upon hearing Naruhito say the names of the two bells, Zhang Zhuoxun's heart skipped a beat, and when he reacted, he wondered if the bell was just named by Zhang Menyu himself to make it easier to distinguish.
Zhang Zhuxun was a little confused.
"Why did Master give me this bell?" Deren smiled lightly.
"Since it is a life-saving thing, its function cannot be neglected." Zhang Shuxun suddenly realized that Deren might have realized that he would encounter some kind of trouble when entering the snow mountain this time, so he gave the magic bell to him.
He put away the bell, stood up and bowed devoutly,
"Thank you, Master, for the bag." The Germans indeed kept their promise and sent them at noon on the third day.
The surveillance video of "A Ning" was brought over. Zhang Zhuoxun could see many flaws at a glance, but he did not expose them.
However, he also confirmed his suspicion. The Germans had a person who was good at making human skin masks in a short time. Although it was not sophisticated enough to hide the mask from the sky, it was still no problem to fool him through the screen for a while.
Zhang Zhuxun had some doubts about the true identity of this guy who kept making human skin masks for the Germans. There were really only a handful of people who knew this kind of craft that had long been hidden in the world.
If that guy is really related to the Wang family, then he should still maintain a wait-and-see attitude. The simpler the identity, the easier it is to hide it.
So this time the expedition team with Li Ande into the snow-capped mountains must have had rats sneaking into it.
Who is the mysterious leader of the Germans? Is he a pawn of the Wang family, or the Wang family themselves?
"I have to go down the mountain." Zhang Zhuxun told Li Ande. Li Ande disagreed a little, but didn't show it. He asked thoughtfully, "Does Mr. Bai have anything else to add?"
"I need to prepare some extra things." Zhang Zhuxun said casually, and was about to go down the mountain with Yue Ya.
Li Ande watched him walk out of the temple door and winked at his men beside him. The two men immediately hid their weapons at their waists and tried to follow him quickly.
As soon as Clinker stepped out of the door frame, a bullet hit the gravel at his feet. The two men were startled, and without stopping for even half a second, they immediately retreated to the temple gate and drew their guns on guard.
Li Ande behind him was startled when he heard the gunfire, thinking that the man with long fingers had also arrived. For a moment, the anger in his chest was greater than the fear. He thought that Zhang Zhu had deceived him.
However, when he hummed and ran to the temple gate, he heard Zhang Zhuoxun's smiling voice.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell Mr. Li Ande before. I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. I really hate having bugs following me when I walk. It really affects my mood." Then his tone turned cold.
"I can't help but swat all those little bugs to death!"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely be back in less than two days." Zhang Zhuo waved to Li Ande, who was hiding behind the crack in the door and looking at him.
After his figure disappeared on the narrow mountain stairs, Andre Li walked out from behind the door, stared at the small hole exploded in the ground, lifted his lips and smiled, revealing his cold teeth.
"You brat, I'll let you be arrogant for a few more days." Zhang Zhuoxun didn't take the gnashing of teeth from Li Ande and others to heart at all. After coming down the mountain, he immediately went to look for Chen Xuehan in the boiler room opposite the post office.
"I have a favor for you." Zhang Zhuxun smiled and put Yue Ya in Chen Xuehan's arms. Yueya was extremely resistant to being approached by humans other than Zhang Zhuxun. When he was in the temple, only Deren could stroke his dog's head when he was happy, but no one else would. Chen Xuehan was hurt for a long time.
As soon as Zhang Zhuxun put it down, Yue Ya flicked her whip-like tail in displeasure, turned around and jumped off Chen Xuehan's lap. She leaned closely against Zhang Zhuxun's trouser legs and let out a low growl in Chen Xuehan's direction, following. Like a wolf cub, very ferocious.
Chen Xuehan also understood the purpose of Zhang Zhuxun's visit. He straightened his hat that was tilted by Crescent Moon's tail, spread his hands and made a helpless expression.
"Look, this little brat won't let me get close at all. You should take it back and raise it yourself." Zhang Zhu Xun clicked his tongue.
"You can be considered half of her uncle after all. Take care of her. Children have to be coaxed. You are so embarrassed all the time. It's strange that Yueya can get close to you."
"Hey, what are you saying? This dog is disobedient and has become my problem?" Chen Xuehan was a little unhappy, mainly because Yue Ya's reaction made him so sad.
It was obvious that he had kept the dog for half a month, but he didn't see the dog wagging its tail for him. He turned around and followed Zhang Zhuxun like a arrogant dog licker. How could Chen Xuehan not be angry? I almost want to vomit blood.
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and touched Yue Ya's dog's head.
"Raising a dog is not just for fun and making it obey you. Yueya is very smart, and she is sensitive to human emotions, which is enough for her to understand that you just want to tame her. Yueya has her own arrogance. I treat her like a child. If my daughter loves me, teach her how to survive, and she will naturally be willing to get close to me." Chen Xuehan couldn't understand Zhang Zhuxun's brain circuit. How could anyone treat a dog as a daughter and love her? If you want to love your daughter, you might as well give birth to one yourself.
He looked at Yue Ya's disdainful eyes when she looked at him. He was so speechless that he almost wanted to roll his eyes. This dog was indeed too smart.
He simply spoke directly,
"If you want me to treat this dog and this girl as ancestors, you have to pay more." Zhang Zhuxun directly took out a heavy envelope from his arms and threw it to him.
"Raise Yueya and do something for me at the same time."
"What?" Chen Xuehan opened the envelope with his fingers, took a look inside, and immediately became happy, pretending to be flattering,
"Boss Bai, if you have any questions, please give me orders. It's my duty to do so."
"Don't make mischief." Zhang Zhuxun rolled his eyes and took out a sealed envelope from his arms.
"Give this to the third destined person for that oil painting." Chen Xuehan held the envelope and touched it, feeling that there was a circle of lumps inside. He didn't know what they were.
"Are you leaving Medog?"
"No." Zhang Zhuxun shook his head.
"I want to go into the mountains."
"What?" Chen Xuehan was suddenly shocked and said anxiously, without caring about counting the money.
"Do you want your life? If you go into the mountains at this time, you are seeking death. The next heavy snowfall is coming soon."
"I know." Zhang Zhuxun didn't want to explain too much about this. The snow-capped mountains were exactly what he wanted to see. The vast snow-capped mountains could buy him a lot of time, and at the same time block the prying eyes.
As long as he enters the depths of the isolated snow-capped mountains, the bait he left earlier will take effect, and the weight placed on him by the Wang family's computing department will increase.
As long as they send a large number of elites to venture into the snowy mountains to find the location guided by the star map, that place will become Zhang Zhuxun's natural paradise for slaughter.
Chen Xuehan only felt that the envelope in his hand was very hot, so he threw it back and said depressedly: "You can find someone else to do this job, I can't do it." Zhang Xunyun said softly,
"Then just wait until I die on the snowy mountain."
