Daomu Biji

I was dumbfounded, and I just saw Wen Jin's notes mentioning this place, why would they go there?I was a bit overwhelmed at once, and they should have not read Wen Jin's notes. How do they know that this place exists?

"What's wrong?" The Caucasian looked at me with a strange expression and asked me, "Suddenly his face turned white."

"It's nothing, I was scared just now." I immediately covered it up, pretending to be strange, and asked him while walking with him, "Where is Tamutuo? What are you doing?"

"Tamuo Tuo? That's a long story," the Caucasian looked at Aning walking in front, and said softly to me, "I will tell you later, let's take a look at the two brothers from the inside. What is brought back. "

I looked at the look he gave me. It seemed that Aning wouldn't let him say these things, so he understood it and stopped talking.

The people in the camp rushed to tell each other that the people sleeping in the sleeping bags were awakened, and we could only walk carefully in the moving sleeping bags and follow Aning with them.

The entire camp is very large, bypassing the "Land Rover" concentration on the roadside, there is also a tent behind, the largest dome tent has a diameter of four or five meters, it should be built by locals, and it has a Tibetan sign on it. Seems to be the standard of living.Aning walked us in. It was very warm. I saw a charcoal stove with a small chimney burning on the side, and there were thick and colorful blankets of cattle fur on the ground. Later, I knew this was called "rough pulu", now it is Quite expensive stuff.In addition, there are many old-style Tibetan wooden furniture, as well as some non-woven bags packed and not split.

The whole tent was very comfortable. Aning sat on the carpet and came in a Tibetan, who seemed to be the owner of the tent, poured butter tea for each of us. I also sat down and looked at these people.

The thing that annoys me the most is the stuffy oil bottle. He sits across from me, does not look at me, leans on a pile of felts, and immediately closes his eyes to recuperate.The people in the car didn't come all but came to something I didn't know, which made me quite uncomfortable.Of these people, I only know one Wu Lao Si and the Caucasus, the others are strange faces.

These people sat down one after another, and Aning put the black glasses from the haunted house on the low-legged table in front of us.

It was a flat box made of mahogany. After opening, there was a broken blue and white porcelain plate. On the left side of the porcelain plate, there was a big slap.

There must be a space under the stone coffin, it seems that the porcelain plate was originally placed in that space.What is this? Why do they steal this stuffy oil bottle?I couldn't help but also a little curious.

I was about to adjust the direction of my neck to look at the plate. Suddenly two more people came in outside the tent. It was a white-haired Tibetan old lady and a Tibetan middle-aged woman.The old lady is as thin and thin as Chen Pi Asi, about seventy years old, but she is quite spirited and has sharp eyes. The middle-aged woman is just like an ordinary Tibetan.When the two of them entered the whole tent, the atmosphere suddenly changed. In addition to black glasses and stuffy oil bottles, the others sat involuntarily and turned their bodies towards them, especially the old lady.Two people also saluted her. It seems that this old Tibetan lady has a relatively high status here.

The old woman returned her salute and looked at us, especially me, probably because she was unfamiliar, so she took a few more glances and sat down straight.Aning then respectfully picked up the porcelain plate and handed it to her, and asked, "Well, milk, look, is that what you saw?"

Someone translated into Tibetan immediately after speaking. The old lady took the porcelain plate and looked at it. After a few glances, she nodded and kept saying something in Tibetan.The translator began to translate her words back, and several people started talking.

Their conversation was intermittent, and the translators not only did not have a high level of Tibetan language, but even more terrible was that Chinese did not seem to be good enough. I tried hard to listen but couldn't understand it, so I asked the old Wulao on the side softly, Who is this old woman?

Wu Lao Si did not answer me, but the black glasses on the edge spoke.He whispered to me: "She is called Lord Dolma, the guide of Wen Jin."

When I heard the name, I said, "Ah", and I knew a lot in my heart. I was also surprised by the supernatural power of Aning Company. They not only knew Tamutuo, but also knew that there was this guide. Aning should know about Wenjin?

In Wen Jin's notes, I learned that they went from Dunhuang to the hinterland of Chaidamu. She did mention that they invited a Tibetan female guide.I couldn't help but touch the notebook in my pocket, and I said what happened, did anyone ever read this note?

However, I remember Wen Jin also said in the notes that this female guide did not bring them deep into the basin. After Dachaidan entered the Qarhan area, the female guide could not find a way, in fact There was no way to find it. In the end they broke up with the guide at a salt mountain pass and set off towards a deeper place.The Qaidam Basin covers an area of ​​more than 240,000 square kilometers. Their last journey took three weeks, and no one could say where they ended up.

It seems that if they want to go to Tamutuo, this old lady alone cannot give Aning them any particularly useful help.At most, they can take them to the place where they broke up with the Wenjin team.

I was thinking that the dialogue between Anin and Dzhuoma was over. After the salute, the middle-aged woman helped the old lady out. Some people who did n’t understand asked how, Aning could not hide his face. The smile on the table was excited: "That's right! She said it was this plate. Chen Wenjin showed her this one. She said that with this plate, she can take us to find the Yamaguchi back then."

Several people were commotion, and the black glasses asked, "When will you leave?"

Aning had already stood up and said to them: "Today, at noon, all will leave." He said that everyone else stood up and would go out.

At that time, the black glasses again said: "So what should he do?"

Point at me as you speak.

Aning turned their heads to look at me. It seemed that they had forgotten that I was here. Several people were stunned. I stared at Aning and wanted to see what she would say.

Unexpectedly, Aning didn't care too much. After thinking about it, he pointed to a sullen oil bottle and said to the black glasses: "He brought it back, let him take care of him." Then he took the person out.There were only two people left in the tent, black glasses and stuffy oil bottles.

The black glasses laughed dryly, leaned on the felt, lit the cigarette, and then looked at the dull oil bottle there: "I said you are asking for trouble. Just not letting him get in the car just now, you Say what to do now? "

The dull oil bottle raised its head and looked at me lightly. It seemed to sigh very helplessly, and said to me: "Go back, there is nothing more about you here, don't go into the nursing home again, the things inside Too dangerous."

I looked at him and felt very unhappy.

To be honest, I do n’t even want to go to that shit place. I do n’t know why Anin they go to that place. I just want to know what the stuffy oil bottle did at Genting, the horrible scene I saw. What exactly is going on.

So I replied: "It's okay to ask me to go back, I just want to ask you a few questions."

The dull oil bottle still looked at me lightly and shook his head: "My things are not what you can understand, and, some things, I am also looking for answers." He also stood up and walked out of the tent without looking back .

I was trembling with anger, almost vomiting blood, and looking at his back really wanted to rush to strangle him.

The black glasses also sighed and patted me on the side, saying: "There is a bus here, and it's been three hours to get to the city, and it's been a good ride."

After talking, the black glasses also walked out of the tent, leaving me alone.The scene suddenly deserted.

This embarrassed me. I felt a little underestimated and even abandoned. I was very uncomfortable. Just now, the attitude of Aning, the oil bottle and the black glasses just thought I was a dispensable person.This is more hurtful than abusive or hateful.

But the problem with black glasses is real.

Think about it too, Aning ’s team is about to leave. I rescued them from the ghost building. This is an emergency, so they did not prepare any measures to arrange me, nor have any responsibility to explain to me, I Of course, you should go back yourself.

However, I was not reconciled. I watched people from outside the tent, preparing for the work, and I felt the blood rising.I wonder what I can do after I go back?Wen Jin, who sent me something, has gone one step earlier. This person can hide for twenty years and the third uncle can't find it by all means. How can I find it?Do I have to find her like a third uncle for another thirty years for a puzzle?impossible.

What happened in the sanitarium is confusing, but there is no clue at all. The notes left by Wen Jin are always talking about this "Tamu Tuo".Now, the people outside are about to leave, but I am ready to buy a ticket and take the bus home.

The only clue to the whole thing is that there are only notes in my pocket, and the contents of the notes seem to have been hinting that I have to go to Tamutuo to know something.

What should I do?Back to Golmud, what can I do, I can't do anything.

"Be active in doing things."

Suddenly my grandfather's words rang, and then I felt the notebook in my pocket. Thinking about this experience in Golmud, it was because of my speed and determination that I took the lead.

Well, I made up my mind at once, do n’t be arrogant, his mother ’s stuffy oil bottle, you can go to Wu Xie and you can go, and this time I will follow!I stood up and walked to the side of Aning, who was preparing luggage, and asked her, "Do you have any extra equipment?"

Aning was counting his compressed biscuits. Hearing me suddenly asked her, he showed a very surprised expression: "Extra equipment? What do you want to do?"

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't know how to say: "I want to join, I want to join, and I have to go to Tamutuo!"

"Add your head." Aning smiled, turning his head to ignore me.However, I continued to look at her and said to her: "I can help you, think about it in Yunding Tiangong."

Aning raised her head and changed her face. She looked at my eyes and smiled at me: "Are you serious?"

I nodded, and she pointed to the equipment car on the side: "Take it anywhere, start at twelve o'clock, and do not wait until it's out of date." More, support authors, support genuine reading!)