Iron Soldier

The breeze was warm and the scenery was beautiful. Xu Qing buried all his equipment by the river. He only brought a pistol, a few clips and a snake scale knife. Then he sat cross legged by the river, listening to the insects and the warblers, and gradually settled down.

The Tibetan area is really a beautiful river and mountain. The snow covered plateau is thousands of miles away from Xuqing. You can see white snow here. Looking around, the pines and cypresses are evergreen, and the wild vines are green. The grass and trees on the field are green and yellow, and there are also ten thousand meters of Cui Wei, thousands of layers of hanging cutting.

The fragrant wind blows everywhere, dandelions float with the wind, there are many birds singing in the forest, and the flowers fall in season, which makes the ground like a beautiful blanket. It's also a beautiful place. Xu Qing has seen the residence of the three brothers and sisters of Ouyang at the foot of Longhu Mountain, but this place is much bigger, tens of millions of times.

That's why the border is heavily guarded. Outsiders are not allowed to enter the area. Many people say that the happiness of the Chinese people is not strong. They can take it as a piece of bullshit. How vast is the land and how large is the population of China? People in the first tier cities may not have a strong sense of happiness, but people in remote villages will not have so many upset things. How can people be unhappy in such a beautiful place?

The flow of water is like jade, splashing with drops of water, and the moisture sprinkles on Xu Qing. His face seems to have a smile.

Between heaven and earth, Xu Qing is as small as dust.

A group of spotted billed ducks come from the upper reaches of the river. The sound of quacking makes Xu Qing feel bad. He opens his eyes. They are clear and clean, but they are scared.

The banzui duck is a national protected animal, just like the peacock, but it can be domesticated, just like the peacock. The banzui duck moves forward. Behind it, a woman steps on a raft and walks slowly along with the river, holding a slender pole in her hand. She raises the boat pole to hold the ducks together. She does not dare to use her strength for fear of hitting them accidentally. If the ducks walk neatly, she gently puts down the boat pole and caresses her forehead The water on the surface.

Sometimes she would look at herself in the water, lift up her clothes and look at her chest. The girl is pregnant with spring, but how big can her chest be? She angrily threw a stone into the water, rippled a little, and the water blurred itself.

Playing a small temper on the water, she was happy again, but she still didn't understand, big and small, isn't it two pieces of meat? Why does brother Amin only like to stare at his sister's eyes? When he looks at himself, he just looks disgusted? With this idea, she doesn't blame brother Amin for liking his sister rather than herself. She even doesn't like brother Amin very much because her duck doesn't like him.

She is complaining. Why do people in the village like their elder sister but not themselves? Parents like their elder sister, but they don't like themselves.

My sister can sleep at home, and she has to come out to release ducks. When she goes back, she has to cut firewood and feed horses. However, she likes to work, release ducks and be with these ducks.

The woman looked back and saw Xu Qing on the shore. Her eyes were curious. She drove the ducks to the shore and pulled the boat pole to the shore. She had never seen a little girl with a stranger before. No wonder she was so curious about strangers.

The sound of "Gaga" filled Xu Qing's side. He wanted to walk, but the air didn't return to the Dantian. In order to control the power of the python Neidan, he couldn't move. He didn't dare to move, for fear that he would step on one of the ducks.

Xu Qing recited "Qingxin Jue" from his heart. At last, he read it out directly, because he felt that he could not hold it down. A stream of anger filled his chest and pounded his brain one by one. Now the anger in his body made him angry, and then dazzled his mind, so that he didn't know what he had done.

This kind of feeling is really like drug addiction, hell like pain, there is a kind of reckless impulse, his mind even appeared this kind of picture of these banzui ducks kneaded into meat mud, thief chicken enjoy it, but he knew in the bottom of his heart, as long as he can carry this for a while, the future of this Python's anger will not affect himself.

He didn't wear the dark green contact lenses, but the green light in his eyes was faint. From the appearance, although he was dirty and messy, he had a fair face and was still a good man. So the little girl was not afraid of him at all, just like a leopard who had never seen a stranger or learned to hunt. Seeing a stranger was just curiosity.

Standing in front of Xu Qing, the woman said in Tibetan dialect, "who are you? Why are you here? "

Xu Qing deeply breathed the aura of nature. He couldn't speak. He didn't dare to let out his breath. All of a sudden, in the temple on the top of the mountain, the Lama knocked for 100 times. If Xu Qing's aura could be specific, it would present a picture like a black cloud blown away by the wind.

The bell of Tantric school is exactly the enemy of foreign evil. With Xu Qing's heinous self-control, his Lingtai is clear and bright.

The green in his eyes was pressed down. Xu Qing raised his head and said with a smile, "my name is Xu Xiaodian. I want to go to the southwest. And you? "

In the village, no one has ever spoken to her so kindly. The woman was very happy and said, "my name is Yangjin, and my Chinese name is Chengche."

Xu Qing's body trembled and his eyes were full of tears. "Yangjin, Chinese means Miaoyin tiannv, right?"

Yangjin said with a smile: "yes, my grandmother's name, she said I sing well, but when she died, no one hurt me." Yangjin's eyes are full of tears.Xu Qing looked at her and said softly, "if you want to cry, you can cry."

Yangjin shook his head and said, "I don't cry any more. My grandmother said that when I cry alone, I feel pitiful not only for others, but also for myself

Xu Qing smiles again, and the little girl smiles with clear eyes.

Xu Qing said: "there are many kinds of tears, cowardice, just one."

"There's a lot of mud on you. Go into the river and take a bath. I've got pancreases. I can help you wash your hair."

Xu Qing said: "I wash myself. Don't come near me. I'm very dirty."

Yangjin said with a smile, "it's not dirty. It's just mud."

It's rare for a little girl who has suffered so much to have such a clean heart. Facing the girl who is 11 years old at most, Xu Qing said, "my son's name is Xiaoche, and my daughter's name is Xiaocheng, which is the same as your Chinese name, Chengche."

Yangjin said with a smile: "then you take me away and be my father. You're going to take my ducks

Xu Qing said: "if you really have a bad time here, I will come to pick you up later. I will be your father."

Yangjin smiles so brightly that she holds Xu Qing's hand. But Xu Qing's hand retracts like an electric shock. Suddenly, Yangjin is a little sad and says, "it's really not dirty. It's just mud."

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you," Xu said

Yangjin is particularly easy to coax, immediately happy, said: "you will not hurt me, my duck like people, will not hurt me."

Xu Qing was pulled to the river by Yangjin. Yangjin asked him to lower his head and put his long hair in front of him. Yangjin took the water in his hands and wet his hair. Then he whispered: "at that moment, I raised the wind horse, not to beg for blessings, just to wait for your arrival; that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the Sutra hall, and suddenly heard you praise the truth in the Sutra; that day, I built mani Pile, not for moral cultivation, just for the stones of the heart lake At that moment, I became an immortal, not for longevity, but for your peace and happiness. "

This is a poem by cangyang Jiacuo. Xu Qingwen asked, "is cangyang Jiacuo a playful monk or an aesthetic poet in your heart?"

Yangjin said: "he is the reincarnated spirit child of the fifth generation. He is the most spotless person."

Xu Qing said: "where can there be a spotless person in the world?"

Yangjin said: "yes, my grandmother said, as long as the heart is pure, it will be spotless."

The first one in Xu Qing's brain is Han Siyu's face, the second is Xiao Yueer's face, and then he doesn't speak any more.

Xu Qing is about to leave. Yangjin insists on getting Xu Qing an upper garment. Xu Qing is afraid to go to the village, so he makes an appointment to wait here.

Some people can live like sunshine.

Xu Qing had confidence in himself, and his pace was much calmer than before. In the distance, Sanskrit filled the air. Xu Qing continued to meditate.

Yangjin went back to the village. The so-called village is only made up of more than a hundred yurts, which also graze for a living. Originally, the place was harmonious day by day. Everyone did their own things and never gathered together to do anything. However, after Yangjin came back, he found that they were killing cattle and sheep. Many young people of the ethnic group changed into fancy clothes and shaved The bell rang.

Yangjin calculated the day, today is to sacrifice the mountain god.

Yangjin has always been marginalized in this village. She doesn't know what it is because of, and she doesn't think about it. She lives in her own world day by day, but she also likes to be lively, so she gets into the crowd.

But where did she think that women were not allowed to appear to offer sacrifices to mountain gods? In Saimi Sutra, the mother of Xin Rao, the first ancestor of Bon religion, recorded that "the so-called woman is the rebirth of the Luocha woman, because she has a strong desire at the bottom of her heart and is the devil."

Women are often marginalized in this activity, not to mention the tainted Yangjin?

Why is there a stain? It's not because of illegitimacy? Her mother was burned alive. The accusation was that the widow didn't obey the law of women. No wonder her husband gave birth to a child only two years after his death. Whose child is it?

At that time, these herdsmen, who had never been baptized by modern civilization, wanted to burn their babies. A Lama came to say that God had the virtue of living well and left Yangjin alive. She was adopted by a respected mother-in-law. The man Yangjin called her grandmother also had a couple of men and women who were her parents.

Although adopted by well intentioned people, they are also hostile and hostile to those who pursue purity and overcorrect.

So, as soon as Yangjin appeared, these men became crazy. They yelled, holy mountain is holy and noble, mountain god is the God who subdues demons and demons, and Yangjin is filthy and unclean. Mountain God doesn't want to see her.

Later, the old men cried, "burn her, burn her, burn her!"

Why burn it? Because there is a kind of tobacco sacrifice in their memorial ceremony, which is called "simmer mulberry." They believe that mulberry burning can purify the surrounding environment and eliminate the foul air. The smoke curling up into the sky can also attract the attention of the gods in the sky, make them happy, present and bless the world.

Brother Amin, whom Yangjin has always hated, is also here. He shouts: "we should let the gods see our male spirit and let our aura purify the devil!"They all agreed, because it's also a tradition. It's called "Lazer". It's just for heaven to see their male spirit. They can shoot arrows, wrestle and fight. The words of sleeping girls are just a kind of human nature under the tradition.

"I won't go, I won't go!" Yangjin cried in fear

She was held by her brother Amin. Although she struggled very hard, how could a 11-year-old girl fight a young man? The child bit this Amin hard, Amin angrily stuck Yangjin's neck, unexpectedly is to strangle directly.

Of course not dead, sleep a dead man, in addition to abnormal, who would like to?

Yangjin was tied up. Before she was young, she was raped in turn by these people who absorbed more traditional dross.

Yangjin cried and yelled in pain. When he did this kind of thing to a girl who had never been to the moon, it was really a feeling that life was not like death, such as cutting with a knife, such as lingchi.

So filthy, these herdsmen who are far away from Chinese civilization, their own tribe, maybe even Nepal and Bhutan, are really here for the sake of purity?

It's not much worse than helping the devil.

Xu Qing was not far away. He could have prevented all this, but he was afraid that he would hurt the people in this village, but he inadvertently let another tragedy come true.

Xu Qing has been waiting for the little girl to deliver clothes to him. He rarely promises to anyone, so he will keep the promise. But from morning until noon, when there is no one around, he has a sense of foreboding.

In the distance, the birds do not fly down, and the animal collars are long. Xu Qing decides to have a close look.

Xu Qing is far away. However, he still clearly sees that he is tied to the haystack, with injuries all over his body and blood all over his body. There is a buzzing sound in his mind, and the green light seems to be hidden. He silently recites "Qingxin Jue" and flies in.

That Amin is the strongest man among the herdsmen. Holding a torch, he is about to light the haystack. Xu Qing throws out the snake scale knife, and the sword Gang shakes Amin and the torch away.

At the moment, Yangjin didn't have the strength to stand up at all. The hemp rope pulled out blood stains on her hands and feet, but she didn't faint. She begged: "you help me send clothes to a man, I promise him."

She didn't care that she was bleeding and would die without burning, but she remembered her promise.

Xu Qing's sword appeared in front of everyone. The frightened herdsmen looked back at Xu Qing, who strode forward. Their eyes were full of curiosity.

Xu Qing didn't look at them. He just looked at Yangjin tied to the haystack and tried his best to suppress his intention to kill