Deng Fei said on the phone that Qian Zhiguo’s son was released yesterday afternoon, but it was discovered this morning that both father and son had died at home. They were guarding a litter of rats and water beside their bodies. The cause of death is unknown. .
He asked me why Qian Zhiguo and his son died. I first asked him what Jiang Qingshan said. Deng Fei said that Jiang Qingshan said it was retribution. But whether the retribution came from the buried Ersha in the house, or the dead Zhao Qiming and his son, he didn't know clearly.
I told Deng Fei that I could not answer this question.
After hanging up Deng Fei's phone, I told Jia Sidao about the death of Qian Zhiguo and his son. Jia Sidao just said indifferently: Good and evil will be rewarded, and cause and effect come from reincarnation.
Now I am no longer a superstitious question, but I want to make good luck in everything. I am going to Tibet today when I heard such news, which made me feel very unlucky.
So I didn't speak much all morning. At noon we ate something in the high-speed service area and switched to Zhang Ling's car. Dayan and I half-squinted and took a nap in the back seat, while Jia Sidao kept flipping through a book on Chinese medicine.
In a daze, Zhang Ling, who was driving, woke me up and asked me to open her laptop to receive information from Beijing.
I opened my notebook, logged in to Zhang Ling's QQ, and then received the information sent by a person whose QQ name was old A.
The content of the data is an analysis report.
The content is: from the photo of the vegetation distribution on the plateau, it is undoubtedly the Tibetan plateau. The rocks on it show signs of frost erosion. The surrounding terrain is a typical Quaternary ancient glacial landform. The ice caps of the distant mountains show that the mountain peak is above sea level. The height should be at least 7000 meters. As the wet-loving vegetation and the cold and drought-resistant planting in the nearby area coexisted, and the sunlight exposure and the vegetation lodging degree at that time, the photo is most likely to be affected by the branch of the westerly wind. In summary, the geographic location in the photo should be southeastward in the central part of the Himalayas, and may even cross the border.
Zhang Ling asked me to ask Old A where we are going for the first stop.
Old A simply replied with two words: Lhasa, and then went offline.
I asked Zhang Ling who old A is, Zhang Ling said that it was his boss in 794, and in our itinerary, to be finished
Follow the arrangements of old A, so that you can avoid the eyeliner of Mao’s family. At the same time, Zhang Ling also told me that for safety reasons, once we enter Tibet, we can no longer use the wireless network card on the laptop to surf the Internet, but there is something in the laptop. A lot of information is very important, so I must keep my notebook.
I asked Zhang Ling if Old A already knew the specific location of the photo. Zhang Ling said that he should have known it, but he would not say it, he would only arrange our route.
This makes me secretly admire that 794's confidential work is well done.
Without further ado, two days later we arrived in Lhasa, and under the one-line contact between Zhang Lin and old A, we arrived at a military airport, drove our off-road vehicle on the plane, and then took off at night and flew all the way to the southwest.
Before dawn, the plane landed at another military airport in Le Le. Before I knew the direction, Zhang Ling drove us out of the military airport. After the dawn, we drove on a road with no signs and almost no signs. Other vehicles on the highway.
The sky was drizzling, and the car drove smoothly on the highway, so quiet that there was no sound.
The narrow mountain roads along the way, the precipices and cliffs, walking through the canyons, I opened the window, breathing in pure air, immersed in a tranquil atmosphere, my heart was dust-free and empty.
A few hours ago, my mood was still a little anxious, but now, my mood is like the drizzle, and my sorrows are gone. There is no billowing red dust, no tall buildings, only purified air, and a holy mountain like a fairy.
This also makes Big Eyes constantly sigh, the majesty of the Creator.
After passing through the gorge and another lake, Zhang Ling told us that we were heading for the Shigatse area. And our destination is a place called Langkazi.
When it was getting dark, we finally arrived at the prodigal son card, the name of a place like Langkazi, which is so uncommon for outsiders to know. However, it occupies an area of six or seven li horizontally and a dozen li vertically. It is lying in the mountains and has a street. The roadside is clustered into a residential area with nearly 100 households.
Zhang Ling asked the local residents, and then an enthusiastic local man took us to a household called Kangma.
open the door,
Immediately, a scent of smelt came, and then we saw Kang Ma lying in his arms, he was unkempt, dressed in a tattered Tibetan robe, covered in a black sleeveless waistcoat, and a six-armed Bodhisattva was hung on his chest. Lying on it motionless, I couldn't tell whether he was asleep or dead.
Zhang Ling frowned first and asked, "Are you Kangmar? We were introduced by Menglun."
I have never heard of the name Menglun, let alone know this person. But along the way, we have heard strange names from Zhang Ling's mouth more than once.
Kamba turned his head to look at us, blinking his eyes a few times.
Zhang Ling took a few steps forward and said, "We are here to find a mastiff, but it is not an ordinary Tibetan mastiff, but a large mastiff. It is two to three meters high, has black fur, and has a lion-like head. "
Kangba still did not say a word, but chose to ignore us. He slapped his mouth, then turned over, facing the wall, facing us with his butt, and then opened a dirty black hand and started shaking. .
Zhang Ling immediately said, "Do you want money? No problem, how much do you want? Five hundred?"
Zhang Ling took out five hundred dollars and put it in Khampa's hands, but he didn't expect Khampa to put the money directly under the bed. The man who brought us said: "He doesn't want money, he is asking for food."
Big Eye hurriedly ran out, brought back food from the car for Khampa, and then handed it to Zhang Ling, and then Zhang Ling handed it to Khampa.
Kangba ate immediately, but while he was eating, he was still facing us with his back, and Zhang Ling asked Big Eye to fetch two bottles of water from the car for him to drink.
I asked the person who brought us, "Why doesn't he speak? He still eats with his back to us?"
The man smiled and said, "He is a fool. He doesn't speak much at all. Unless he is hungry and can't bear it, he will go out to eat."
I asked: "How is he stupid?"
The man said, "I don’t know. He is not ours. He is a fool after he came here. This house is not his. The original owner of the house was arrested for breaking the law. After this fool came, he lived here. . It takes more than a year to live."
Big Eye and I both looked at Zhang Ling and asked, "Zhang Ling, can you make a mistake, or you are asking the person above."
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