Cat and mouse game

Xiaoqiu watched Zhou Zhaoyuan drive away from the small town.

His elder sister is always very busy, and only when the project is suspended will she go back to the small town for two days, and then leave quickly.

He was entrusted to a local uncle and grandmother, and he went to school and lived in a small town.

His sister's biggest wish is to hope that he can be admitted to a good university and go out.

But Xiao Qiu didn't want to, he probably didn't have much talent for learning, and couldn't help dozing off every time he was in class.

He prefers music to those difficult texts and formulas.

It's a pity that my sister doesn't want him to sing.

Xiaoqiu thought indiscriminately. A young man who has never seen the world at the age of eighteen or nineteen and yearns for the outside world is always full of imagination. The small town is too small, but he has been here for so many years, and everyone will get tired of it.

He walked slowly along the way home, but his eyes sparkled with excitement, he stopped at the fork before leaving home, turned around and entered the alley, at the end of the alley was a motorcycle, There was another boy sitting on it.

There were two guitars on the motorcycle, and some luggage that Xiao Qiu smuggled out last night.

He took the helmet from another teenager and sat on it.

Next year's college entrance examination may determine his future, but before the college entrance examination, he wants to do what he likes as much as possible.

For example, he rides a bike with his friends every week to sing and sing in other places where no one knows him.

The motorcycle whistled, and the dust on the ground was blown up, and the two quickly disappeared into the corner of the alley.

The next city, Naiguang, is not far from the gas station, and it takes only one or two hours by car.

Qiao Nan has no plans to stay overnight, she just wants to find some supplies here and take Fei Jiao away.

It is a straight line from Kangbian to Xiaocheng to Naiguang, and there are no footholds in the surrounding area except for these three places, but there are forks in the road after leaving here, and it is not so easy for the kidnappers to follow.

Feijiao asked for travel.

Traveling to the Northwest, looking at the mountains, the snow, the land, the people, and the temples, that’s all there is to see.

Naiguang is still a small town waiting to be developed. It is not even as natural as Kangbian in terms of its original flavor. There is nothing to see or visit. However, there are several unknown small snow mountains connected to the water around it. There is also a small temple.

That is the small temple that Qiao Nan once visited with his friends.

At that time, she was young and had a dull personality, and Bian Qian, who had the closest relationship with her, yelled to go over and have a look.

It was the first time I came to such a remote place in the northwest, and I agreed to her suggestion when I saw that the direction pointed by Bian Qian was beautiful and secluded.

Qiao Nan took Fei Jiao to fuel Santana at the Naiguang gas station, and bought some dried beef, mutton and dairy products for the back seat of the car.

In such a short period of time, the only [-] left on him was lost by [-], and the cheated money was spent again before it was fully covered.

Fei Jiao held a steamed bun she just bought in her hand, it was delicious, and she didn't seem to worry about money at all.

Seeing Qiao Nan glance at herself, she sat up slightly and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Fei Jiao looks beautiful when she smiles like this.

There was light in her bright black eyes, an undefended smile hung on her lips, a slight dimple appeared, and even the buns she held in her hand only made her a little more smoky.

It's very different from how she looked at the beginning.

In the beginning, she narrowly escaped death, although she was embarrassed, she still carried the arrogance of being in a high position for a long time. In just two days, she seemed to gradually let go of herself, making her behave like a little girl of her age.

Qiao Nan didn't want to care whether she was really adapting to such a journey or pretending, and didn't bother to think about what her purpose was if she was pretending. She was indifferent to Fei Jiao's smile, and only asked her: "Do you have any religious sensitivity? ?”

Fei Jiao shook her head, a little confused, "No, what's the matter?"

"Don't you want to travel? Take you to see the scenery." Qiao Nan said and drove the car out of the city.

The place was not far away, Qiao Nan parked the car in front of the Buddhist temple.

The northwest area believes in Buddhism.

Tibetan Buddhism, which was introduced from India, has Buddhist temples everywhere and is worshiped by people.

Qiao Nan doesn't believe in Buddhism, or it should be said that she doesn't believe in anything but herself.But after walking on the road for a long time, I will always be in awe when facing the gods and Buddhas.

"Want to go in and have a look?" Qiao Nan asked quietly.

Fei Jiao nodded without saying anything.

This temple is called Langdi Temple, a small one stands here, behind it is the snow mountain, the snow on the top of the mountain is still powdery from a distance, and in front of it is the unknown shimmering Xiaocuo.

Probably the nearest city, Naiguang, has few people and is underdeveloped. There are not many tourists in the temple, only Tibetan women in twos and threes praying piously with butter.

Here is a rare quiet and solemn.

Affected by the atmosphere, the expression on Fei Jiao's face gradually became serious.

There is nothing to do in the temple because it is really not big.Worship, neither of them believe in Buddhism, and they have nothing to worship.

But after a lap, the mood of the two of them unexpectedly calmed down a lot. They walked along the vermilion high wall without rushing to talk, and Qiao Nan seemed to be looking for something. Sweeping past the window of the scripture room, Fei Jiao also followed suit.

Suddenly, Fei Jiao's eyes fixed on a glass, or the mandala paved with colored sand behind the glass.

Fei Jiao had seen pictures of the mandala, but this was the first time she had seen the real thing.

Beautiful and complex, complex and neat, a large area almost covers the room, and the sense of shock just floods into the eyeballs in an instant.

This was the mandala's first impression on her.

She took two steps over there to take a closer look, but suddenly heard Qiao Nan's voice behind her.

It's not that she usually has a flat tone of emotion, and the four words she uttered are full of respect.

"Master Rondo."

Fei Jiao turned her head, and at some point behind her there was a lama in red robes, and Qiao Nan was bowing to him with clasped hands.

Master Long Duo didn't look very old, he looked about forty years old, probably he had been in front of the Buddha for a long time, his eyes were full of compassion and kindness, and his whole body had a very gentle temperament.

He was stunned when he saw Qiao Nan, and then he laughed: "Miss Qiao, long time no see."

"I happened to pass by Langdi Monastery, so I wanted to see you."

Upon hearing this, Master Longduo replied: "Everything is fine with me, but you..."

He paused and looked at Qiao Nan again, then smiled slowly and said, "It looks much better than it did three years ago."

Qiao Nan nodded, neither acknowledging nor denying it, just said softly: "Thanks to your help three years ago, I passed by your temple today to say thank you."

"It is the Buddha who asked me to help you." Master Longduo pointed to the sky. "They told me that you need help and deserve it."

Qiao Nan was dubious, but finally put his hands together, and thanked the Buddha who didn't know whether Zenith existed.

Master Rondo was obviously very busy, Qiao Nan didn't bother too much, and walked forward with Fei Jiao.

Fei Jiao didn't intervene in the conversation between her and Master Rondo just now, until the two of them walked around the corner and said slowly: "You don't look like you will believe in gods and Buddhas."

Qiao Nan was taken aback for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Master Long Duo has the kindness to save my life. He said he is a Buddha, so it doesn't matter if I worship."

"You clearly said you were taking me on a tour, but you ended up visiting an old friend by yourself." Fei Jiao snorted twice, "You have to deduct money for doing this."

Qiao Nan turned to look at her without answering, and motioned for her to follow him.

Fei Jiao lazily followed, and after passing a string of prayer wheels, the two walked straight through the red corridor and walked out through the back door, their eyes widening instantly.

There is a large grass field at the back door, and at the end of the grass field is a cliff. From the front door, it looks like a plain, but it is only after arriving at the back door that the Langdi Temple is actually built on the cliff.

Looking from the cliff, the snow-capped mountains not far away seem to be close at hand, and the air-conditioning will escape to people's faces. There is still a sparkling lake under the cliff, which is crystal clear.

Qiao Nan followed behind her, and took out a large stack of wind horse paper that she had just received at the back door.

"Longda, do you want to try the five-color wind horse paper, the Northwest tradition?" she asked.

Fei Jiao glanced at the five-color paper in Qiao Nan's hand, after all, she was still praying to God and Buddha.

Fei Jiao also doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas. In her twenty years of life, she only once thought of praying to gods and worshiping Buddhas——

When her parents died, she was alone at that time, crying in front of the Bodhisattva, wishing her parents to go home, but the gods and Buddhas could not fulfill her wish, so she understood that the future road can only be walked by herself without the help of her parents .

Saying goodbye to the hair blown by the wind, she still turned around and took the stack of Rhonda from Qiao Nan's hand.

Her parents have done good deeds all their lives, and no matter what, they should enter the pure land of Buddhism.

Lunda is the medium of communication between humans and gods. Rounding it up, she is talking to her parents. If there is a god, please ask him to treat the parents in the pure land well. If she can’t treat her well, she doesn’t mind making the god dizzy after leaving .

But thinking that the gods are merciful and will treat kind people kindly, she probably has no chance to make trouble.

Qiao Nan looked at her sideways. At this moment, Fei Jiao's eyebrows and eyes slightly raised, and there was a slight unreadable emotion in the coldness of her eyes. The faint feeling disappeared in an instant, and she couldn't tell whether she believed it or not, but this appearance was closer to Qiao Nan's. Dong Xiaofei, who has been glimpsed in the news, always has a condescending temperament, but people have to admit that he is really beautiful, even if he is wearing cheap and fancy skirts and sun protection clothing.

As the wind blew, the wind horse paper in Feijiao's hand was blown away layer by layer, and the paper of five colors fluttered in the air, traveling with the wind for a long time before falling down.

Qiao Nan picked up the mobile phone and took a photo quietly, leaving Feijiao's half profile, the background is the snow-capped mountains and Lunda floating over her head, looking at it this way, it looks more and more like a glamorous spirit running out of the snow-capped mountains.

"This paper won't cause pollution, right?" Fei Jiao asked suddenly. The scenery in front of her eyes is really beautiful, and she doesn't want any pollution to destroy the peace and tranquility here.

"It's made of glutinous rice, so it won't pollute." Qiao Nan replied.

Fei Jiao thought of her parents, and she was in a sleepy mood. The kidnappers might catch up later, and the two of them couldn't stay for long, so they planned to return to the next place after not staying for long.

Halfway there, Fei Jiao asked, "Qiao Nan, what were you thinking when Rhonda flew up just now?"

This is the first time Fei Jiao called Qiao Nan's full name. These days she always called Ms. Qiao Nan Qiao, and Qiao Nan suddenly felt that it was more fluent than Ms. Qiao.

"I'm thinking about where to go next."

"Have you figured it out?" Fei Jiao asked with a half-smile.

"No, let God decide." Qiao Nan replied slowly with his hands in his trouser pockets, kicking up the gravel under his feet with his boots.

Fei Jiao didn't ask any more questions.

The sun shines, reflecting the figures of the two on the ground, one in front and one behind, harmonious and smooth.

When Rhonda flew up, Qiao Nan didn't really want to go, she just said four words silently in her heart.

——The road ahead is smooth.