It didn't take long for the car to drive into the snow mountain and there was no way to go any further. Everyone had to carry their equipment and walk up the mountain.

When An Xiaolou opened the car door, she saw Wang Can adjusting her goggles. When she saw her face, she smiled eccentrically at her and said, "Do you want me to hug you?"

Of course she ignored him, and got out of the car door by herself.

The disused leg was equipped with a mechanical prosthesis. The Wang family's science and technology are good. The mechanical prosthesis is not much different from the real leg when walking. It takes a few more steps to get used to it.

A gust of cold wind blew, An Xiaolou took a few steps forward, looked at the high mountain in front of him, it was not all white, there were black rocks exposed in the white snow, and unpredictable clouds hovered on the top of the mountain, hazy This adds a sense of mystery to the snow mountain.

The team started to move forward, and after walking for about half an hour, some broken prayer flags could gradually be seen on both sides of the road.

The prayer flags are very sacred things, and they may be damaged or buried in snow, which means that the believers who hang the prayer flags have not been on this snow mountain for a long time.

Looking up at this time, I can vaguely see a corner of the Lama Temple. It is not a small temple, but a temple with a relatively large scale. Violation feeling.

The gate was faded, the vines were hanging down, and the corners of the walls were covered with weeds. It seemed that this Lama Temple had been abandoned for a while.

The Zhang family once placed a guide in this temple, who was responsible for receiving the Zhang family who came here, and providing information and help for them to enter the snow mountain to find the relics of the Zhang family ancestors.

Many years ago, Zhang Qiling visited this Lama Temple. Here, he bid farewell to his mother and left behind the tearful statue. This was the first time in his life that he shed tears.

Wang Can and others swaggered into the Lama Temple. This temple was cleaned by the Wang family a long time ago. The declining Zhang family lost this contact point. Since then, the temple and Tibetan sea flowers have all fallen into the hands of the Wang family. be monitored and controlled by them.

But today, no one in the Zhang family cares about Zanghaihua and the secrets they guard, only Zhang Qiling is still persisting.

Wang Can ordered everyone to rest in the Lama Temple, and set off for the valley where Zanghaihua is located half an hour later.

An Xiaolou didn't want to stay with the Wang family, so he walked deep into the temple.

After passing through a courtyard, she saw a row of prayer cylinders. The color on the cylinders had not faded completely, and they remained bright. Maybe the middle part was often touched by people, so the color was lighter than the top and bottom.

She walked over slowly, stretched out her hand to move the first sutra cylinder, there was a tiny turning sound, and the dust on the cylinder fell down one after another.

Like opening the gate of memory, a woman with a beautiful face appeared in front of her. She fell in love with a man from the Zhang family who came here to pick flowers. The two fled to Nepal and gave birth to a baby boy on a sunny day. The woman gave him a baby. The first milk is named "Xiaoguan".

The little baby was also held in the palm of the parents, like a treasure, bathed in the warm sun in the morning, laughed and listened to the cicadas in the afternoon, and slept peacefully in the arms of the parents in the long night...

petty officer.

Except for his parents, I am afraid that no one has ever called Zhang Qiling like this, and this name has also disappeared in the long river of time with the passing of Baima.

When turning the prayer wheel, think of the person you care about, and you can send him the best blessings and auspiciousness.

In the Three Days of Silence many years ago, after his mother passed away, the black-haired boy also moved the prayer wheel in this way to send blessings to his mother.

An Xiaolou walked forward, fingering each prayer wheel, from the first to the last, all she thought about was the black-haired boy with the unicorn tattoo, and then in front of the last prayer wheel, she saw His statue.

The statue is covered with a clean colored cloth, and there are weeds that have been cleaned up beside it.

Someone has been here!

Is it Wu Xie?

An Xiaolou hurriedly searched around, but unfortunately she couldn't find anything, so she had to go back to the statue.

"..."

Or uncover it.

After some mental struggle, she reached out to remove the colored cloth covering the statue, and the familiar figure appeared in front of her.

It was Zhang Qiling, wearing a Tibetan robe and bowing his head, with a tear on his face.

She knew that when Zhang Qiling was chiseling this statue, his mother left, so he felt the real pain for the first time, it was the unspeakable pain gushing from the depths of his heart, the pain almost made him cry .He sat down in the heavy snow and curled up his body into a ball, thinking of his mother in his heart, as if he was curled up like this when he was still in her belly.

Feeling Zhang Qiling's loneliness and desolation straightforwardly again, An Xiaolou began to feel sorry for him again.

After the Zhang family fell apart, some people died in the war, and others left the mainland. The once prosperous family fell silently. Everyone gave up the secrets that the Zhang family had guarded for generations, but Zhang Qiling stepped forward at this time. In the false name of the patriarch, he continued to complete the mission of the Zhang family by himself.

An Xiaolou looked at the stone statue in front of him, and he seemed to see in his eyes that he walked through those long years alone, in order to complete the mission of the Zhang family to protect the secret of the bronze gate, he was injured and bleeding, without frowning, like a Soulless walking dead, tirelessly traveling through dangerous places one after another...

The boy who curled himself up in the heavy snow seemed to be right in front of his eyes. An Xiaolou could see all his fragility. Through the long years and the heavy snow, tears flowed before she realized it. down.

sad.

An uncontrollable sadness emerged from his heart, flowing through his limbs and bones.

"why are you crying?"

When Wang Can walked to the statue, he saw the girl crying. He couldn't help but feel strange. Then he followed the girl's line of sight and saw the statue of Zhang Qiling, with a look of disdain on his face.

"This person is the last Zhang Qiling of the Zhang family. If it weren't for him, our Wang family would have known all the secrets long ago. But he has been missing for many years, so he might have died somewhere."

With a "slap", Wang Can's face was distorted.

An Xiaolou used a lot of force, and with a slap, her own body changed direction accordingly.

"You don't deserve to mention him."

She spoke coldly, her eyes falling on him extremely angry.

Wang Can licked the corner of his broken mouth, squinted at the girl with an angry face, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her neck, and then pressed her hard against the statue, raised his arm slightly, and the girl's feet were off the ground She struggled non-stop as her breathing was blocked, and the anger on her face was replaced by pain.

He smiled with satisfaction: "Sure enough, the painful expression is the most pleasing to the eye."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, the cold light flashed and blood splashed out, Wang Can clutched his neck and fell to the ground in disbelief, his body was twitching non-stop, looking at An Xiaolou with angry eyes, a moment later Out of breath.

Wang Can is dead?

An Xiaolou was also shocked. She covered her neck and coughed, then looked at the man who had just killed Wang Can.

"!!!"

She recognized this person, not Wu Xie, but she recognized this person!

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The author has something to say:

After watching Three Days of Silence, I cried and went blind, and the Wang family died for me! ! !

Recently, I was really abused by Xu Lei and went crazy every day among the readers... I was going crazy, but they were still telling me that they wanted to eat meat, I:? ? ?

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