Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord
Chapter 416: Memories of those years
Chapter 416 Memories of those years ([-])
416 Chapter 416 Memories of those years ([-])
Originally, I closed my eyes just to rest my mind, but all I could think about was him. I just thought about it, and I didn’t know whether I should count the ten years from the day he set out to enter the mountain, or from the time he arrived at his destination. Let’s count the time again. It will take a few more days to get back to the Lama Temple from the destination.
I came here when it started snowing heavily. This is the third week since the mountain closure, but I still can’t wait for it to come. The more I think about it, the more irritable I feel. I took a few deep breaths before calming down slightly. It is also in a relatively relaxed and unprepared state.
I sighed and complained aggrievedly: "Brother, you have been gone for ten years, why haven't you come back yet? Xiaoxun misses you so much." I opened my eyes as I spoke.
However, who would have thought that as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw such a tall black figure standing in front of me. He appeared without any sound and just appeared out of thin air. I didn't have time to see clearly what it was. He fell down in panic.
After a moment, I looked at the big black figure intently. The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of men's big shoes. It looked like a big foot in the forties, and with his mountain-like figure, I was sure that the person in front of me was a man. A tall man. At the same time, I also discovered that there were no footprints around this man's feet!
This unique way of appearing is very familiar to me as a person from Qilin City. For example, my Blood Phoenix brother always uses this trick when he catches me. Every time he makes no movement at all. In this situation, he suddenly stood in front of me with a "swish". His height of 1.9 meters and his strong aura scared me half to death every time.
Usually in this situation, he either teleported, fell from the sky, or jumped out from the ground. The snow on the ground was very flat, and there were only the footprints he was stepping on. Obviously, teleporting and falling from the sky was the most likely.
However, Blood Phoenix is a fire phoenix, and he is most afraid of the cold. It doesn't matter, he will definitely not come to a place where the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. It must not be him.
I came near no man's land at this time, and he actually used this trick to appear. He must not be a mortal, scaring people in broad daylight, right? I wanted to see what kind of person he was, so I moved up bit by bit in anger. Look.
I saw that the man was wearing a very thick military coat with a particularly strange Tibetan pattern, and he was carrying a large and heavy luggage on his back.
I continued to look up until I saw his face. I was stunned for a moment. My heart was beating wildly. I was happy and surprised. This tall man who appeared like a god in front of me was the brother I longed for.
I stared at him blankly and shouted: "Brother." Looking at his appearance, he was still so fair and handsome, but when he left, he was still a young man with a somewhat immature appearance, and now he is completely in his early 20s. He looks like an adult.
He stretched out his hand to me to pull me up, and I put my little hand into his. He immediately took my hand and pulled me up. I felt that his hand seemed to have grown a little bigger. , and more powerful and safer.
He looked at me, as if to confirm that I was okay, and then turned to the charcoal stove to warm himself by the fire.
Judging from his reaction, he didn't seem to recognize me. He had indeed lost his memory. Now he probably only has those memories of the time he lived in the mountains.
I walked up to him and tentatively said to him: "Brother, do you remember the agreement we made ten years ago that you asked me to come here to pick you up ten years later?"
He turned around, lowered his head slightly, and looked at me with an expressionless expression, holding his little fists in his arms, and didn't speak for a long time.
His expression was serious and cold, and his eyes were unfamiliar to me. I said to him: "I have been here a long time ago and have been waiting for you here for a long time. Moreover, when you left, you also made an agreement with Lama Deren here. He said that he would come back here in ten years to find something to do with him, but I haven't seen Deren this time. I don't know what happened to him. You...you really don't remember any of this? "
Seeing that he didn't respond, I quickly took out my small mobile phone from the small bag I was carrying.
To him, it looked very big when I held it, and it seemed to be a rectangular, thin and shiny object that did not belong to that era. He was still a little curious.
I pulled it with my little hands, flipping through the brightly colored photos one after another. Those were all the photos I took when he and I lived in the lamasery ten years ago. There were some photos in them of our daily life. There are photos and short videos of the scenery we watched together, and the snowman we built together. There are several photos he took when I taught him how to use this thing, and there are also photos I took of him leaving on the day he set off. Back view.
While I was showing it to him, I was muttering in my mouth to introduce who I was and what my relationship was to him. He even held this strange and interesting gadget in front of him for a long time and still didn’t think of me. It seems, but he knows how to use the phone as soon as he gets it. He scrolls through pictures and videos, and his movements are very skillful.
I didn’t know how to remind him of me, so I grabbed his left hand fiercely, facing his palm, interlocking the ten fingers, showing the foxtail rabbit ring I gave him, and said to him: "This is my own hand." Our keepsake compiled to give you, you have carried it with you since you were a child."
He looked at the ring on his hand, still with a cold expression, and returned the phone to me. I felt very bad, so I lowered my head and fell silent, comforting myself by saying that this matter cannot be rushed, he forgot it last time. I remembered that I also spent a lot of time.
At this moment, Uncle Lama came to add charcoal to the charcoal stove for the fourth time. His expression when he saw his brother was just like the day he saw me. He was very surprised. He asked his brother: "Where do the distinguished guests come from?"
Zhang Qiling said: "I come from the mountains."
The lama asked him: "Where are the distinguished guests going?"
Zhang Qiling said: "Go outside."
The lama asked again: "Are the distinguished guests from the village on the other side of the mountain?"
Zhang Qiling said: "No, it's deep there." After saying this, he pointed in a direction.
Uncle Lama looked in the direction of his brother's finger. He was stunned immediately, and then smiled as if he didn't believe it. He thought to himself, how is this possible? He must have pointed wrongly.
I could tell by looking at his expression that he must have thought his brother was joking. I can’t blame him for not believing it, because the direction my brother was pointing to was in the hinterland of the Snow Mountains in Medog, which everyone knew about. It’s a no-man’s land with nothing. Who would go there?On the other hand, he didn't quite believe what his brother said because there was no road at all where this temple connected with that area. I remember that when my brother left, he did not go this way. If he really walked the same way, If I come back, I won't be scared by him just now.
According to my observation here for many days, except for the stairs that can be seen on the road down the mountain, the rest of the area is completely white. If I don't dare to step on it easily, because it is very likely that there is something underneath that piece of land. It was empty, but there was a thick layer of snow or ice on the floating head.
Soon, Uncle Lama also noticed his brother's footprints. He saw that there was only a pair of solitary large footprints on the ground under his feet. The pair of large footprints had no extension. To him, there was another person who had fallen from the sky recently. , it was the little girl who had lived in the temple for a long time, and the footprints of the little girl when she appeared were also in the same situation. Both of them appeared out of thin air, which he found a little incredible.
If I could make my brother appear in front of me without anyone noticing and come directly to where we are, he could only have come from a so-called "road" here.
Uncle Lama said that this place is the most dangerous area in the temple. It is a very steep and steep place with a drop of about 200 meters, like a cliff. The snow and steepness are very large. If my brother did not teleport, he would have been It was like "swish" when you got down from there, but for most people, when they got down from this position, they would probably be in a whimper.
Therefore, for Uncle Lama, no one would come from this direction, but what he saw before him was real. He knew very well that in such a snowy weather, to have such an effect, unless the person fell from the sky Coming down, or climbing down from the cliff, he asked: "Why did your distinguished guest stop at our door?"
Zhang Qiling pointed to the charcoal stove and said, "It's warm here. I'll warm myself up and leave immediately."
I couldn't hear this, so I immediately grabbed his hand, hugged his arm, and looked up at him not letting him go.
Only then did the lama realize, yes, the little girl is here to wait for someone. He looked at me and asked, "Is this the one you are waiting for?"
I looked at my brother intently and said with certainty: "That's him."
He looked at me and I looked at him, and we stared at each other wordlessly for a while.
Uncle Lama stood aside and stared at us, slightly embarrassed. The Lama thought to himself that one of them was in his early twenties and the other was less than ten years old. He could feel that the little girl did recognize this man, and it was not just that simple. , and the man seemed to be unfamiliar with her, but he did not resist the little girl. He always felt that the relationship between the two was very subtle.
But it is not a problem to stay at the gate like this. The lama said: "Since the person the little girl is looking for is this distinguished guest, how about the distinguished guest go in and take a rest, warm up, and drink a cup of butter tea. The two of you can have a good chat, and then Make a decision, how about that?”
Zhang Qiling had been standing in front of the girl and looking at her since she closed her eyes. He listened to every word of what the girl said, but did not respond. Although he did not recognize the little girl in front of him, he felt something in his heart. With an indescribable feeling, the lama said a kind word, and he replied without hesitation: "Okay."
So Uncle Lama, as the owner of this place, led the way and ushered my brother into the Lama Temple. I kept holding his arm and wouldn't let go. He took one step forward with a long step and amazing strength. I was immediately lifted up. I got up and walked inside, my feet barely touching the ground along the way.
I thought, just now he firmly said that he was leaving, but the lama just said a word and he agreed to stay, without being polite at all, so fickle, maybe he remembered something.
Uncle Lama, as a landlord, invited my brother to warm his body and drink butter tea. During the process, he completely ignored me, but I kept holding on to him and refused to let him go.
After the break, Uncle Lama suggested taking my brother around the temple. From time to time, he asked him some questions out of curiosity. My brother repeatedly said that he came from the snowy mountains. I always felt that there was something between him and Deren. There must be some secret code. Although he didn't remember the agreement before departure, he remembered to read the secret code when he came back. But this uncle lama was not Naruhito, and he couldn't understand it. Moreover, he was testing whether this person was like Naruhito. reliable.
Until that night, we were chatting in Uncle Lama's room. After listening to the last few words between him and Uncle Lama, he confessed his intention to leave the next day and expressed his gratitude to Uncle Lama. However, he was completely Ignoring the person next to me made me even more afraid to let him go. I was afraid that he would run away without catching his eye.
Uncle Lama didn't want to interfere in our private affairs, and he didn't ask any questions. He just led us to our respective resting rooms in the temple with a rather complicated structure.
Just as I was passing through a courtyard, Uncle Lama's oil lamp suddenly went out, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. I was so frightened that I jumped directly into his arms.
The yard was extremely dim under the moonlight. Uncle Lama stopped to light the oil lamp again. At this time, my brother looked up at the stars in the sky that were as beautiful as a dream.
Uncle Lama lit the lamp and said to his brother who stopped: "Dear guest, go this way."
The elder brother came to his senses and asked him: "Master, do you have 120 seven rooms in your lamasery?"
Uncle Lama was stunned for a moment and said, "Indeed, this lamasery has 120 rooms. I knew it when I first came to the temple. Although some rooms are very small, the total number is 120 rooms. How could the distinguished guest know?"
The brother didn't answer why he just said: "Excuse me, could you let me go to every room and take a look?"
Uncle Lama asked curiously: "Dear guest, why do you suddenly have this idea..." Before he finished speaking, he did not continue. He seemed to feel that he should not ask these questions, as if he had restrained his curiosity, so he clicked. Nodding: "Okay."
The elder brother looked at the sky lightly and said, "I remember the starry sky here. I should have been here a long time ago. I seem to vaguely remember that I left something for myself in a certain room here."
Uncle Lama smiled and said, "I hope you can find it."
(End of this chapter)
416 Chapter 416 Memories of those years ([-])
Originally, I closed my eyes just to rest my mind, but all I could think about was him. I just thought about it, and I didn’t know whether I should count the ten years from the day he set out to enter the mountain, or from the time he arrived at his destination. Let’s count the time again. It will take a few more days to get back to the Lama Temple from the destination.
I came here when it started snowing heavily. This is the third week since the mountain closure, but I still can’t wait for it to come. The more I think about it, the more irritable I feel. I took a few deep breaths before calming down slightly. It is also in a relatively relaxed and unprepared state.
I sighed and complained aggrievedly: "Brother, you have been gone for ten years, why haven't you come back yet? Xiaoxun misses you so much." I opened my eyes as I spoke.
However, who would have thought that as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw such a tall black figure standing in front of me. He appeared without any sound and just appeared out of thin air. I didn't have time to see clearly what it was. He fell down in panic.
After a moment, I looked at the big black figure intently. The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of men's big shoes. It looked like a big foot in the forties, and with his mountain-like figure, I was sure that the person in front of me was a man. A tall man. At the same time, I also discovered that there were no footprints around this man's feet!
This unique way of appearing is very familiar to me as a person from Qilin City. For example, my Blood Phoenix brother always uses this trick when he catches me. Every time he makes no movement at all. In this situation, he suddenly stood in front of me with a "swish". His height of 1.9 meters and his strong aura scared me half to death every time.
Usually in this situation, he either teleported, fell from the sky, or jumped out from the ground. The snow on the ground was very flat, and there were only the footprints he was stepping on. Obviously, teleporting and falling from the sky was the most likely.
However, Blood Phoenix is a fire phoenix, and he is most afraid of the cold. It doesn't matter, he will definitely not come to a place where the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. It must not be him.
I came near no man's land at this time, and he actually used this trick to appear. He must not be a mortal, scaring people in broad daylight, right? I wanted to see what kind of person he was, so I moved up bit by bit in anger. Look.
I saw that the man was wearing a very thick military coat with a particularly strange Tibetan pattern, and he was carrying a large and heavy luggage on his back.
I continued to look up until I saw his face. I was stunned for a moment. My heart was beating wildly. I was happy and surprised. This tall man who appeared like a god in front of me was the brother I longed for.
I stared at him blankly and shouted: "Brother." Looking at his appearance, he was still so fair and handsome, but when he left, he was still a young man with a somewhat immature appearance, and now he is completely in his early 20s. He looks like an adult.
He stretched out his hand to me to pull me up, and I put my little hand into his. He immediately took my hand and pulled me up. I felt that his hand seemed to have grown a little bigger. , and more powerful and safer.
He looked at me, as if to confirm that I was okay, and then turned to the charcoal stove to warm himself by the fire.
Judging from his reaction, he didn't seem to recognize me. He had indeed lost his memory. Now he probably only has those memories of the time he lived in the mountains.
I walked up to him and tentatively said to him: "Brother, do you remember the agreement we made ten years ago that you asked me to come here to pick you up ten years later?"
He turned around, lowered his head slightly, and looked at me with an expressionless expression, holding his little fists in his arms, and didn't speak for a long time.
His expression was serious and cold, and his eyes were unfamiliar to me. I said to him: "I have been here a long time ago and have been waiting for you here for a long time. Moreover, when you left, you also made an agreement with Lama Deren here. He said that he would come back here in ten years to find something to do with him, but I haven't seen Deren this time. I don't know what happened to him. You...you really don't remember any of this? "
Seeing that he didn't respond, I quickly took out my small mobile phone from the small bag I was carrying.
To him, it looked very big when I held it, and it seemed to be a rectangular, thin and shiny object that did not belong to that era. He was still a little curious.
I pulled it with my little hands, flipping through the brightly colored photos one after another. Those were all the photos I took when he and I lived in the lamasery ten years ago. There were some photos in them of our daily life. There are photos and short videos of the scenery we watched together, and the snowman we built together. There are several photos he took when I taught him how to use this thing, and there are also photos I took of him leaving on the day he set off. Back view.
While I was showing it to him, I was muttering in my mouth to introduce who I was and what my relationship was to him. He even held this strange and interesting gadget in front of him for a long time and still didn’t think of me. It seems, but he knows how to use the phone as soon as he gets it. He scrolls through pictures and videos, and his movements are very skillful.
I didn’t know how to remind him of me, so I grabbed his left hand fiercely, facing his palm, interlocking the ten fingers, showing the foxtail rabbit ring I gave him, and said to him: "This is my own hand." Our keepsake compiled to give you, you have carried it with you since you were a child."
He looked at the ring on his hand, still with a cold expression, and returned the phone to me. I felt very bad, so I lowered my head and fell silent, comforting myself by saying that this matter cannot be rushed, he forgot it last time. I remembered that I also spent a lot of time.
At this moment, Uncle Lama came to add charcoal to the charcoal stove for the fourth time. His expression when he saw his brother was just like the day he saw me. He was very surprised. He asked his brother: "Where do the distinguished guests come from?"
Zhang Qiling said: "I come from the mountains."
The lama asked him: "Where are the distinguished guests going?"
Zhang Qiling said: "Go outside."
The lama asked again: "Are the distinguished guests from the village on the other side of the mountain?"
Zhang Qiling said: "No, it's deep there." After saying this, he pointed in a direction.
Uncle Lama looked in the direction of his brother's finger. He was stunned immediately, and then smiled as if he didn't believe it. He thought to himself, how is this possible? He must have pointed wrongly.
I could tell by looking at his expression that he must have thought his brother was joking. I can’t blame him for not believing it, because the direction my brother was pointing to was in the hinterland of the Snow Mountains in Medog, which everyone knew about. It’s a no-man’s land with nothing. Who would go there?On the other hand, he didn't quite believe what his brother said because there was no road at all where this temple connected with that area. I remember that when my brother left, he did not go this way. If he really walked the same way, If I come back, I won't be scared by him just now.
According to my observation here for many days, except for the stairs that can be seen on the road down the mountain, the rest of the area is completely white. If I don't dare to step on it easily, because it is very likely that there is something underneath that piece of land. It was empty, but there was a thick layer of snow or ice on the floating head.
Soon, Uncle Lama also noticed his brother's footprints. He saw that there was only a pair of solitary large footprints on the ground under his feet. The pair of large footprints had no extension. To him, there was another person who had fallen from the sky recently. , it was the little girl who had lived in the temple for a long time, and the footprints of the little girl when she appeared were also in the same situation. Both of them appeared out of thin air, which he found a little incredible.
If I could make my brother appear in front of me without anyone noticing and come directly to where we are, he could only have come from a so-called "road" here.
Uncle Lama said that this place is the most dangerous area in the temple. It is a very steep and steep place with a drop of about 200 meters, like a cliff. The snow and steepness are very large. If my brother did not teleport, he would have been It was like "swish" when you got down from there, but for most people, when they got down from this position, they would probably be in a whimper.
Therefore, for Uncle Lama, no one would come from this direction, but what he saw before him was real. He knew very well that in such a snowy weather, to have such an effect, unless the person fell from the sky Coming down, or climbing down from the cliff, he asked: "Why did your distinguished guest stop at our door?"
Zhang Qiling pointed to the charcoal stove and said, "It's warm here. I'll warm myself up and leave immediately."
I couldn't hear this, so I immediately grabbed his hand, hugged his arm, and looked up at him not letting him go.
Only then did the lama realize, yes, the little girl is here to wait for someone. He looked at me and asked, "Is this the one you are waiting for?"
I looked at my brother intently and said with certainty: "That's him."
He looked at me and I looked at him, and we stared at each other wordlessly for a while.
Uncle Lama stood aside and stared at us, slightly embarrassed. The Lama thought to himself that one of them was in his early twenties and the other was less than ten years old. He could feel that the little girl did recognize this man, and it was not just that simple. , and the man seemed to be unfamiliar with her, but he did not resist the little girl. He always felt that the relationship between the two was very subtle.
But it is not a problem to stay at the gate like this. The lama said: "Since the person the little girl is looking for is this distinguished guest, how about the distinguished guest go in and take a rest, warm up, and drink a cup of butter tea. The two of you can have a good chat, and then Make a decision, how about that?”
Zhang Qiling had been standing in front of the girl and looking at her since she closed her eyes. He listened to every word of what the girl said, but did not respond. Although he did not recognize the little girl in front of him, he felt something in his heart. With an indescribable feeling, the lama said a kind word, and he replied without hesitation: "Okay."
So Uncle Lama, as the owner of this place, led the way and ushered my brother into the Lama Temple. I kept holding his arm and wouldn't let go. He took one step forward with a long step and amazing strength. I was immediately lifted up. I got up and walked inside, my feet barely touching the ground along the way.
I thought, just now he firmly said that he was leaving, but the lama just said a word and he agreed to stay, without being polite at all, so fickle, maybe he remembered something.
Uncle Lama, as a landlord, invited my brother to warm his body and drink butter tea. During the process, he completely ignored me, but I kept holding on to him and refused to let him go.
After the break, Uncle Lama suggested taking my brother around the temple. From time to time, he asked him some questions out of curiosity. My brother repeatedly said that he came from the snowy mountains. I always felt that there was something between him and Deren. There must be some secret code. Although he didn't remember the agreement before departure, he remembered to read the secret code when he came back. But this uncle lama was not Naruhito, and he couldn't understand it. Moreover, he was testing whether this person was like Naruhito. reliable.
Until that night, we were chatting in Uncle Lama's room. After listening to the last few words between him and Uncle Lama, he confessed his intention to leave the next day and expressed his gratitude to Uncle Lama. However, he was completely Ignoring the person next to me made me even more afraid to let him go. I was afraid that he would run away without catching his eye.
Uncle Lama didn't want to interfere in our private affairs, and he didn't ask any questions. He just led us to our respective resting rooms in the temple with a rather complicated structure.
Just as I was passing through a courtyard, Uncle Lama's oil lamp suddenly went out, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. I was so frightened that I jumped directly into his arms.
The yard was extremely dim under the moonlight. Uncle Lama stopped to light the oil lamp again. At this time, my brother looked up at the stars in the sky that were as beautiful as a dream.
Uncle Lama lit the lamp and said to his brother who stopped: "Dear guest, go this way."
The elder brother came to his senses and asked him: "Master, do you have 120 seven rooms in your lamasery?"
Uncle Lama was stunned for a moment and said, "Indeed, this lamasery has 120 rooms. I knew it when I first came to the temple. Although some rooms are very small, the total number is 120 rooms. How could the distinguished guest know?"
The brother didn't answer why he just said: "Excuse me, could you let me go to every room and take a look?"
Uncle Lama asked curiously: "Dear guest, why do you suddenly have this idea..." Before he finished speaking, he did not continue. He seemed to feel that he should not ask these questions, as if he had restrained his curiosity, so he clicked. Nodding: "Okay."
The elder brother looked at the sky lightly and said, "I remember the starry sky here. I should have been here a long time ago. I seem to vaguely remember that I left something for myself in a certain room here."
Uncle Lama smiled and said, "I hope you can find it."
(End of this chapter)
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