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"Rinpoche," the young man with black hair and yellow face put his right hand on his left shoulder and said obediently with his head down, "you are back."

Dun Mochi nodded, without saying a word, turned around and went back to the cabin.Lu Ting followed behind him, and before he closed the cabin door, he looked back. The young man was holding the walkie-talkie, and he was probably communicating something to someone. Deng Mochi stood back in front of the console, looking at the valley in front of the window.

Lu Ting vacated the spaceship again and asked, "Where are we going, the small house at the foot of the mountain?"

"En." Deng Mochi's gaze had become peaceful, probably because he was woken up by the wind.

Lu Ting kept his speed steady and approached slowly.Only then did he realize that the outside world was still snowing heavily, and the "membrane" was transparent, with no end in sight, covering the sky more than a thousand meters above the ground.When the snow mountain pierces it, a clear boundary appears on the mountain body, with the upper part covered with ice and snow, and the lower part with bare rocks and occasional shrub embellishments.

"What does the word he just said mean?" Lu Ting asked again.

"It's calling me."

"Rin-po-che, in Sanskrit?" Lu Ting stretched the syllables very long, "I don't understand."

"Tibetan, it can be understood," Deng Mochi paused, "village chief."

He was so serious, Lu Ting couldn't hold back his smile, and while there was still some distance left, he felt that he couldn't forget the business. "Master the village chief," he called, "is your village equipped with any high-end protective shields?"

"It's a kind of radiation, and its source is underground." Deng Mochi simply explained.

Lu Ting still half understood, "Can you take me to see it?"

"it is good."

Satisfied, Lu Ting saw the indicator light on the ground again, and a landing pad suddenly appeared in the open space next to the low house, which was actually the kind that could charge and recharge the aircraft.A group of lambs were lying on the turf a few meters away, and Aldebaran-b was so frightened that they ran away for a long time. Several big shepherd dogs barked at the propeller. A few little green men are waiting with their faces up.

"Where is this place?" Before getting off the spaceship, Lu Ting put on the drool-stained denim jacket, and still couldn't help asking.He felt that this was not nonsense, because after observing for a long time, he still had no clue about the specific situation of this place.

"It's a dangerous place, don't run around." Deng Mochi actually said that, and jumped out of the cabin from the side door first after saying that.

Lu Ting didn't know what to do, and he still felt a sense of frustration. This person didn't want to explain it to him at all, and he had to ask and see everything by himself.How could the village head say that his village is dangerous?But he changed his mind, Deng Mochi was not the kind of person talking nonsense, since he told him not to run around, did he mean to follow closely?Now it seems that we can only take one step at a time.

The wind was blowing very hard at the moment, and Deng Mochi walked ahead against the wind, and the little green people scattered to patrol. Only the girl with the high ponytail came up to meet her, and bowed her head like the young man just now, and Deng Mochi did the same nodded to her.

"The prophet said in the morning that you will come back today." She smiled.

Deng Mochi stopped and waited for Lu Ting to stand beside him before he asked, "Where is she?"

"The prophet is in the grotto," the woman led them to the door of a low house, "she is already waiting for you."

Deng Mochi took out the turtleneck of the sweater, tore off the string, and handed it to Lu Ting.It was a green pendant, like a gem, but it was more transparent than emerald, warmer than emerald, and had a warm body temperature.He pressed Lu Ting's five fingers and asked him to put them away, "Wait for me for half an hour." He said again.

Lu Tingying came down and watched Deng Mochi walking towards the stone pile at the foot of the mountain alone.Are there any caves there?He didn't know, but he only knew that it was a place that Dun Mochi couldn't take him to.

The string was wrapped around five fingers, Lu Ting silently clutched the pendant tightly, and put his hand into his pocket.

"Guest, please come with me to rest for a while." The woman was still smiling, and she pushed open the door, warm wind blowing in her face.This low room is very spacious, with a domed roof and high walls, all of which are made of wood. The floor is covered with thick carpets, and there are also felt paintings on the walls, embroidered with stars, moons, and simple diagrams of the solar system, as well as some meanings. Unidentified pattern.

"Just call me Lu." Lu Ting said, sitting face to face with the woman in front of the low coffee table in the center of the room. He sat cross-legged, while the woman sat kneeling.

She exudes a light mint smell, she is an Omega, with slender and small features, red lips are slightly crimson, her face is painted very white, her bangs are jet black, like a Japanese woman.

"You can call me Sachiko." When she spoke of Roman accent, she was really Japanese.

Lu Ting took the tea from her, put it on the table, took out the pendant from his pocket, wrapped it around his neck, and tied a knot.The reason why he took it out with confidence now is because he observed that Sachiko's hand condition is not the type of person who is used to force. I'm afraid he hasn't even held a gun before, so he can't take the treasure away from him.

"Miss Sachiko, this is something like a token, a certificate, right?" he asked.

Xingzi raised her eyes, pulled out a similar pendant from her neckline, and showed it to Lu Ting in her palm: "Yes. In Maslando, we call it a 'marking stone', and everyone carries one. , you can come back here from the outside.”

Maslando, Lu Ting memorized this strange place name, "You can come back, can you go out then?"

"No," Sachiko shook her head, "If you want to go out, you must obtain permission from the Prophet, except for Rinpoche."

As she spoke, she took out a scanning pen and took a photo of the stone in her palm, and the parameters such as the amount of radiation and refractive index were projected on the maroon table.

Lu Ting propped up his chin inadvertently, and aimed the camera hole of the bracelet at those numbers. A few seconds later, Lucy whispered feedback in the miniature headset. This is not any known ore, and it seems to be a synthetic material.Lu Ting secretly began to have his own well-founded doubts.Can only enter but not exit?Uniform clothes, hierarchical etiquette?He felt more and more that this place was a bit weird, like a large cult base.Suddenly he could understand Deng Mochi's distrust of this land - yes, Deng Mochi didn't fully trust this place, because in fact, he was also an outsider himself.

So why did he insist on coming here and bring himself with him?

The prophet was also very suspicious. Deng Mochi and Xingzi both used "she" just now, and a weird and gloomy old woman image was constructed in Lu Ting's mind. She sat in a stone cave and held a ceremony, intending to predict the future, flickering with candlelight, Nagging.However, looking at Deng Mochi's appearance just now, he didn't need to follow him to be a bodyguard, but instead handed over this amulet-like thing, as if he was the one worth worrying about.Thinking this way, Lu Ting decided to suspend his excessive imagination, and temporarily put his attention on the Xingzi who seemed easy to get along with in front of him.

His routine housekeeping skills are about to come out again.

"Your Rinpoche, when I met you, the situation was not very good, right?" He frowned deeply, observing Sachiko's expression.

Sachiko opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Lu Ting was not discouraged, and continued to pretend to be his insider: "Losing memory is still a big blow to people. I am his old friend outside. I worked hard to find him two days ago. When I see someone, It hurts like hell."

"Yeah," Sachiko lowered his eyelashes, looked at the surface of the tea and recalled, "I was there at the time, it was raining heavily, his clothes were burnt to pieces, his face was covered in blood, and he refused to speak. After washing it, I found out that she is a beauty."

"You haven't seen him before?"

"That was the first time I went out," Sachiko laughed, her teeth closely aligned like shells, "Guest, why do you think I've seen him before?"

"I think, in Tibetan, Rinpoche is often used as a living Buddha, a spiritual leader, right?" Lu Ting repeated the information that Lucy had inquired just now, and said, "Of course you will not suddenly choose someone out, identified as his own spiritual leader."

Sachiko's pupils dilated a little, and she smiled softly: "Your speculation is very reasonable."

Lu Tingxin said that you are really tight-fisted.He decided to take a risk and said directly: "23 years ago, no, the child born 24 years ago, you must have paid attention to it for a long time."

Since he was talking about it, he certainly wouldn't go into too much detail, but Sachiko's complexion did undergo a subtle change.

"Yes," she stared into Lu Ting's eyes, "We always wanted to bring Rinpoche back, but he refused. He always avoided us cleverly, and didn't even want to have direct contact. It's much easier to talk after losing his memory."

It's almost certain, it's likely to be like this—Lu Ting thought of Karbo who died tragically in prison, and remembered his suspicion of the organization behind him at that time.When the Revolutionary Alliance declared defeat, it was by no means annihilated. This seemingly primitive pastoral village, which is so isolated from the world, is most likely their base for recuperation.

Actually moved here from the original West Africa.

As for looking for Deng Mochi... Lu Ting is not sure what clues they used to find them, nor how old Deng Mochi was, but one thing is obvious: the group of Omega who disappeared after the defeat, the secret project they participated in, Dun Mochi It is definitely not a coincidence that the late mother has been pregnant for more than a year.

The breakthrough point is estimated to be his father.

The father of "Rinpoche", the person who passed on his supernatural powers and a group of followers... who the hell is it?

Lu Ting didn't expect that he could find out the real identity of the father from Xingzi. Although the policeman's occupational disease was on the rise, his professionalism told him that not knowing enough is enough would only cause fire.

"Maybe he still doesn't believe you," Lu Ting said, "that's why he brought me here."

"Well," Xingzi nodded, looking a little lonely, "I have been in charge of his daily life during this time, but so far, I can count on one hand the things he has said to me. Will Rinpoche still have friends? Distinguished guests , we were all taken aback when we saw him bring you in."

Lu Ting thought he would be jealous, and he did, but only for a moment, and after another second, he became helpless, or relieved.He has long understood this truth - even without himself, Deng Mochi can still eat vegetables, eat meat, live in a comfortable and warm room, and live a life of being cared for.Deng Mochi can even make a fortune easily with his own ability, but he has little desire for it and does not deliberately pursue it. The enjoyment of being connected with others in life is dispensable to him. He will be more relaxed and chic, doing his own way.

"Our friendship is not as simple as eating and drinking." Lu Ting smiled, and then pursed his lips.He would not bring up the relationship of "partnership" just because of jealousy, so as to prove his unique intimacy in front of another Omega.

"You are the one who robbed the prison, the youngest son of the president. The impact of public opinion is too bad, so the media is silent." Sachiko smiled and poured Lu Ting's cold green tea into the sieve tray, and refilled his cup of hot one. "Actually, with Rinpoche's ability, he can go out by himself, so we just wait here for him, and we didn't add trouble in the past."

"Really?" Lu Ting nodded in thanks, but still did not touch the new cup of tea, "If you do everything by yourself, although you can do it, you will be very tired."

"Nothing can keep up with him, and nothing can stop him, including the prophet's net. He just borrowed our place, but he didn't belong to us." Xingzi's eyes flashed suddenly, and he said excitedly, "Rinpoche will come forever Go freely."

Come and go freely?Lu Ting was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.That's right, although Xingzi described it as miraculous, the word "come and go freely" is true, this is the feeling, this is Deng Mochi.He always knows what he is doing and where he should go. He has a path he must pass, but there is no place he must stay, so he can live alone.

Lu Ting is always happy for him, sometimes sad for himself.

But the sadness is not now, Lu Ting said in his heart, it's good to come and go freely, your place is probably full of conspiracy, not only your village chief, I also want to go if I want to go!

But Xingzi said again: "The prophet said that Rinpoche's heart is not here."

"The prophet can still read minds? Can you see me and read mine?" Lu Ting smiled.

Xingzi didn't deny it, but continued with her own words: "The prophet said, there are two possibilities for why he isn't here."

"Which two kinds?" Lu Ting was very interested.

"One is, he has no heart at all, only an overdeveloped brain," Sachiko took a sip of tea, and slowly slid down his throat, as if to challenge Lu Ting's appetite, "Second, he is missing someone, that person not here."

Lu Ting's scalp suddenly went numb, and his eye sockets suddenly became sore.Impossible, don't be wishful thinking, he warned himself, and decided to stop the routine process.In his current state, he might unknowingly become the one under the quilt, and it is more convenient and reassuring to ask Deng Mochi himself about some things.

So he began to change the subject, and was able to chat about the lamb outside the house.It has to be said that Lu Ting is an expert in chatting as long as he has the energy to find something to say. Xing Zi was quickly made laugh by him, but Lu Ting secretly looked at his watch from time to time, thinking about the half-hour agreement.

Fortunately, Deng Mochi kept his word as before he lost his memory. No. 208 minutes after he left, he pushed open the wooden door, pulled Lu Ting on and left.

The wind and snow outside the film had stopped, and the inside of the film was extremely quiet. Because of the time difference, the arrival was approaching evening. At this time, the night was sinking, a huge full moon was embedded in the mountain pass, and there were many burning lights on the ground not far away. A cluster of fires, the big one in the middle is a bonfire, as tall as a person, and the smaller ones around it seem to be barbecue fires. Lu Ting smells the aroma.Many figures densely surrounded these red bright spots, and there were at least a hundred of them that were illuminated by the bright fire and Lu Ting could see.

"There are gatherings every night." Deng Mochi explained.

"Shall I introduce myself?" Lu Ting unconsciously kept close to him.

"do you want?"

"I don't really think so." Lu Ting wondered how to explain his strange sense of resistance.He couldn't say, he thought Sachiko was weird, and those little green men were probably the same, he couldn't figure out why they didn't seem like real people.

But Deng Mochi simply said: "Then don't use it."

He found a small fire by the side, sat down on the spot, and motioned for Lu Ting to sit down.As a result, as soon as the two of them took their seats, those who had gathered here immediately stood up to salute, and then led the dog at their feet to move around.

The surrounding fires were also empty, as if everyone understood Deng Mochi's temperament and consciously kept a distance from him.

A new roast leg of lamb was brought up and set on the fire.

Lu Ting slowly lingered to Deng Mochi's side, close to his ear: "They are so afraid of you? They are all respectful."

"It's boring." Dun Mochi turned his head away, as if subconsciously.He was probably talking about those etiquettes.

"Is the Prophet afraid of you?" Lu Ting stopped trying to get closer, took out the dagger from the back of his waist, and began to pick the flesh.He saw that other people were directly tearing it with his hands, and he didn't want to follow suit. The meat was very hot, but he still cut off a perfectly roasted piece and fed it to the mouths of the wounded who couldn't do it.

Dun Mochi opened his mouth obediently, and quietly bit the mutton, without touching his fingers or answering his questions.

"That Xingzi told me that you are their spiritual leader." Lu Ting said softly, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and cut another piece to eat for himself.

"What else did she say?"

"She also said that the Prophet thinks that your heart is not here, so you can leave whenever you want." Lu Ting turned his face and looked at the brightness in those eyes. Under the firelight, the emerald green was very deep, like black, " She said there's a chance you're missing someone who isn't here."

"..."

"Haha, the concept of heart is indeed too metaphysical," Lu Ting smiled, and looked away from Deng Mochi's face. This face fascinated him, it was perfect, but it was always like this, with a face full of desires and desires. Seeking expression, "Sure enough, he is a prophet, and his words are unpredictable."

"What does it feel like when people miss you?" Deng Mochi asked suddenly.

Lu Ting was taken aback: "How can I say that clearly."

Deng Mochi looked at him: "I thought you understood very well."

Lu Ting almost laughed out of anger, yes, I understand it very well, he thought, can I say that it is a pain enough to drive people crazy?I can't, just like I can't look forward to getting more understanding and closer distance from you.

You have done well as a friend.I'm doing fine too.

Obviously so.

Obviously nothing is wrong.

But he couldn't control what he said: "When I think of a person, I can detect it, his appearance, how he likes to pronounce his words when he speaks, what he said, what he looks like when he smiles, what he looks like when he doesn't smile... ...Even if I can't describe it well to others, I must know it myself. This feeling is called missing." He choked, his voice became dull: "Actually, it would be great if Sachiko didn't tell me that, she did. I can't help but want to ask, do you miss someone? Is it me?"

Deng Mochi blinked slowly, did not speak, and looked up at the night sky.

Lu Ting wiped the corners of his eyes. He felt that he was really stupid. He didn't need the hand to hold the knife, but he had to wipe it with his favorite shirt after applying oil.But he wiped it anyway.My heart was suddenly very stable, thinking about it was right, if Deng Mochi replied that I was thinking of you, he would panic.

"You don't even remember me, how could you miss me," he said with a smile again, "but you have to allow me to think about it occasionally, that's just how I am, I always struggle with these narrow issues for a long time."

"It's not that I don't want to remember you." Deng Mochi said.

"I know." Lu Ting finally raised his head like him. He saw the dry rocks on the distant mountains, and also saw the snow. The round and full moon filled the gaps between the steep mountains, warm orange mixed with rust red , the craters are clearly visible.

He also saw beyond, the hazy universe.The night on the plateau is not as transparent as the legend says.In retrospect, he had seen too few starry skies with his own eyes. The deepest impression was that during those 50 days or so, he and Dun Mochi floated in the far sea. The cluster of stars seen from the top of Elnath was clearer and deeper than here. The sea is illuminated with fluorescent spots.It was full of beauty.

But the piece left to him now is beautiful enough.Yeah?Is not it?

Just when Lu Ting was overwhelmed by the silence and was about to continue picking meat to relieve the embarrassment, Deng Mochi suddenly spoke again.He shouted to the distance: "Is the studio available now?"

"Can—" Everyone's chatting and laughing stopped in silence, and someone's voice came over, "It has been under maintenance, you can use it anytime!"

Deng Mochi stood up.

Lu Ting raised his eyes, saw him patting the ashes on his trouser legs, and walked a few steps away, thinking, I won't have to deal with this leg of lamb alone.

He didn't feel that the place where "Rinpoche" worked—however it was a secret, where so many "truths" were hidden—would open up to himself and show it to himself under such circumstances.

So I don't intend to make fun of myself.

"Working with one hand is very slow, maybe it's too late," but Deng Mochi turned his head and looked at him without hesitation under the eyes of everyone and the bonfire, which caused Lu Ting to look at him uncontrollably and unavoidably, "You Come help me."