Daomu Biji

Dolma, the Dingzhu, wants to see me?

I looked at Tashi. A bit baffling. Because I never talked to that old lady. There was no communication. I don't even see her very often. Why does she suddenly want to see me?

But Tashi's expression was serious. There is an irrefutable momentum. It seemed that not seeing someone his grandma wanted to see was a capital offense. He saw me a little strangely. Then he said softly: "Please come with me. This is a very important thing."

I froze for a moment. Look at his expression. It feels impossible to say no. He had no choice but to nod and get up. He turned around immediately. Let me follow him.

Dolma's resting place is far away from ours. There are parked cars in the middle. Probably because we were too noisy. I walked about two hundred meters. Only then came to their campfire. I saw that neither Dolma nor her daughter-in-law was sleeping. They sat by the campfire. The top is covered with thick felt. The bonfire was burning brightly. Except for the two of them. There was another person sitting on the felt beside the campfire. When I looked closer. Even more surprised. It turns out that person is none other than someone else. It's the stuffy oil bottle.

Menyouping's back is facing me. I can't see the expression. But under the flickering firelight, I noticed that the expression on Dolma's face was a bit sinister. I walked to the campfire confused. I thought this was really weird. This old lady stayed up late at night. Why did you come to us secretly?

Tashi waved her hand and asked me to sit down. The old woman's daughter-in-law gave me butter tea. I thanked him and took it. He glanced at the stuffy oil bottle next to him. I noticed that he also glanced at me. There seemed to be a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Then Tashi looked in the direction of the camp behind us. He whispered something to Dingzhu Dolma in Tibetan. The old woman nodded. He suddenly spoke to us in Mandarin with a heavy accent: "I have a message here. It's for you two."

Neither Menyoupin nor I talk. Actually I'm a little baffled. Whose message would it be? However, Menyou Ping lowered his head and drank tea without any expression. I didn't feel good enough to ask. Just listen.

Dolma, the Dingzhu, glanced at us. He added: "The person who asked me to deliver this message is called Chen Wenjin. I believe you all should know her. She asked me to deliver a message to you."

I heard it. People were stunned. At first I thought I heard it wrong. Just wanted to ask. Dolma, the finalist, continued: "When Chen Wenjin asked me to send the video, she had already anticipated that this would happen. If you come in to find Tamutuo according to the content in the notes, then. So she asked I tell you. She will wait for you at her destination for a while. But." Tashi moved the watch in front of Dolma. She took a look. "You don't have much time. Count from now on. If she doesn't wait for you within ten days, she will go in by herself. You hurry up."

I was confused. What is going on? Purpose? Wen Jin is waiting for us in Tamutuo? This... my brain froze immediately.

Just look at the stuffy oil bottle. I can’t see this anymore. Menyou Ping also had a surprised look on his face.

But it only takes a few seconds. He was back to normal. He raised his head and looked at Ding Zhu Zhuoma. He asked, "When did she tell you this?"

Dolma, the designated master, said coldly: "I only pass on oral messages. I don't know anything about the rest. Don't ask. There are many people here, and there are many ears." He said. We all reflexively looked in the direction of the camp.

Menyou Ping frowned slightly. Then asked "Is she okay?"

Dolma, the chosen master, smiled strangely. "If you make it in time, you will know." He said. He waved his hand. The daughter-in-law next to her helped her stand up. Heading towards her tent. It looked like he was going back.

I stood up and tried to stop her. But he was stopped by Tashi. He shook his head. It means it is useless.

But this time. Dolma, who was determined to be the master, turned his head on his own. He said to us: "By the way. There is one more sentence. I forgot to convey it."

We all looked up at her. She said: "She also asked me to tell you that it is among you. You have to be small

Finished. She continued to turn around. He went into his tent. Menyouping and I were left alone. Silly sitting in front of the campfire.

I looked at the oil bottle. But he looked at the fire. Don't know what to think. I asked him: "What is going on? Why. This message will be sent to both of us."

But he didn't answer. Closed his eyes. Just want to stand up.

I see his attitude. Suddenly countless questions rushed to my mind. People are a little out of control. Just hold him down. He said to him: "You are not allowed to leave!"

He turned to look at me lightly. He really didn’t leave. Sat down. look at me.

His behavior was unusual. I thought he would walk away. I was stunned for a moment. I don’t know what to say. He looked at me. Asked me: "What's the matter with you?"

I felt very angry when I heard it. Said: "I have something to ask you. You can't escape anymore. You must tell me."

He turned his face back. Looked at the fire. He said, "I won't answer."

I immediately became angry. He shouted: "Damn it! Why! Is there anything you can't say? You're fooling us around. You don't even give us a reason. Who do you think we are?"

He immediately turned his face. look at me. His face turned very cold: "Don't you think you're weird? It's my own business. Why should I tell you?"

I was immediately speechless. Can't stand it for a moment. Think about it. yes. This is indeed his business. There was absolutely no need for him to tell me.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. I don't know what to say.

It was quiet for a long time. Menyou Ping took a sip of the cold butter tea. Suddenly he said to me: "Wu Xie, why are you following me? In fact, you shouldn't get involved. Your third uncle has done a lot for you. The water in this is not yours. I was stunned again and again. I counted it subconsciously. 34 words. He actually said such a long sentence. This was too difficult. I looked at his expression. But I couldn't tell anything.

"I don't want to either. In fact, my request is very simple. As long as I know what this is all about, I will be satisfied. However, no one wants to let me know. I can't do it without getting into trouble." I said to him.

Menyouping looked at me and said, "Have you ever thought about the reason why they don't let you know the truth?"

I looked at the oil bottle. Suddenly I found that he was talking to me seriously. Can't help but be surprised. My heart says this guy took the wrong medicine.

But put it this way. Maybe this time he can tell me something. I immediately became serious. Shaking his head: "I haven't thought about it. I don't know what direction to think about."

He said calmly: "Actually, sometimes you lie to a person to protect him. There is some truth. Maybe he can't bear it."

"It's up to him to decide whether he can bear it or not," I said. "Maybe others don't want you to protect them. Others just want to die quickly? Do you understand the pain of not knowing anything?"

The dull oil bottle is indifferent. The two of them stayed quietly for a while. He said to me: "I understand." Then he looked at me: "And I know better than you. For me, I want to know far more than you. But, I don't have anyone like you. Same. Grab it and ask."

I suddenly remembered. He has lost his memory. I just want to slap myself. I don't want to compare myself with him. Compare this to him.

He continued: "I am a person with no past and no future. All I do is try to find my connection to the world? Where did I come from. Why am I here?" He looked at his hands. . He said lightly: "Can you imagine. There will be people like me. If I disappear in this world, no one will find it. It's like I never existed in this world. Will there be no trace left? I Sometimes I look in the mirror. I often wonder if I really exist. Or if I am just a phantom."

I'm speechless. After thinking for a while, he said: "It's not as exaggerated as you said. If you disappear, at least I will find out."

He just shook his head. I do not know what that means. As he spoke, he stood up. He said to me: "My thing. Maybe one day I will know the answer. I will tell you. But it is your own thing. Catch me. Yes, there is no answer. Now. All this is for me." It's also a mystery. I think you have enough mysteries. You don't need more." He walked back.

"Can you at least tell me one thing?" I shouted.

He stopped. Turned. look at me.

"Why did you sneak into that bronze door?" I asked him.

He listened. Think about it. He said, "I'm just doing what Wang Zanghai did back then."

"Then what did you see inside?" I asked, "What's behind that giant door?"

He turned around and patted the sand on his body. He said to me: "Inside. I see the ultimate. The ultimate of all things."

"Ultimate?" I couldn't figure it out. I still want to ask him. He smiled lightly at me. He waved his hand to tell me not to ask. He said to me: "Besides, I am on your side." He said and walked away slowly. I was left alone. I just fell down on the sand. I feel like I have a huge headache.