Chapter 128: A Look at the Mountains

Su Dawei looked down and said in surprise: "Wensheng, your hands are not badly maintained, and the snow-capped mountains that I climbed all the way yesterday are still so white and tender." ”

"Get out! Who told you to look at my skin, to see what I have in my hands. ”

An Wensheng was so angry by Su Dawei's words that his nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes.

Su Dawei was just opening a thing, and when he heard this, he stretched out his hand and picked up an object the size of a copper coin from An Wensheng's hand with two fingers.

It's a shell, it's a little old, but it's beautiful.

It's a little white like jade.

"I don't see it."

Su Dawei looked at him with some surprise: "You actually like to collect these gadgets, it's quite a mother." ”

"Thief, what are you talking about?!"

An Wensheng's face was slightly red, and he pointed to the shell: "I picked it up on this mountain." ”

"Huh?"

"Before, Master and I climbed the Kunlun Mountain, and on the top of many peaks, we found these strange things, including shells and fish, all of which turned into jade."

An Wensheng took a deep breath and calmed down a trace of agitation in his eyes: "These things should have been in the sea, but they appeared on the top of the mountain, why do you say this?" ”

"Why?"

Su Dawei was a little confused: "Because this used to be the sea." ”

Plateaus such as the Kunlun Mountains, including the Himalayas, are likely to have been immersed in the sea in the past.

So in some high mountains, you will find fossils of those sea creatures.

This is the common sense of biology class that Su Dawei learned in the previous life.

But obviously, his answer could not convince An Wensheng.

I saw him shake his head firmly and said: "No, this mountain is thousands of feet high, it is all in the clouds, how can it be the sea before, are you talking about the flood experienced by Jiuzhou when Dayu?" ”

"I don't know, but these things must have been in the sea, and after many long years, the water receded, and then they remained in the mountains."

"Summer insects can't talk about ice." An Wen was so angry that he threw down a sentence, and finally had a chance to talk, but he was frustrated by Su Dawei.

Puff~

A chuckle came from the tent.

Li Bo walked out with a smile in his face, and his eyes swept over An Wensheng and Su Dawei strangely.

He had woken up a long time ago, but he hadn't come out until he heard the two of them talking.

Until I really didn't hold back my laughter.

"If Su Lang talks about the sea, it is not impossible, continue to move forward from this Bayan Kala Mountain, and the ice and snow will turn into a sea of stars, which is the source of the Yellow River."

An Wensheng waved his hand and lost his interest: "Clean up, get ready to continue up the mountain, you should be able to reach the top of the mountain today?" ”

"If all goes well, you can reach the peak before noon, and the temple there is a rare spectacle."

Li Bo spoke.

Su Dawei just wanted to ask something, but suddenly his ears moved slightly, and his face showed surprise, looking at the snow-covered path on the mountain.

An Wensheng was half a beat slower than him, and when he heard the movement, he was surprised.

On the other side of the mountain road, there are faint voices coming, but the distance is still far away.

Li Bo didn't hear anything, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

"Wensheng, you help Li Lang clean up quickly, I'll come when I go."

Su Dawei commanded, tightened the horizontal knife on his waist and the crossbow on his back, and his figure swept out quickly, like a wisp of light smoke.

Li Bo was stunned for a moment, and said with some envy: "Su Langjun's skills are so good, as if he is flying around like a legendary swordsman." ”

"Hurry up and clean up."

An Wensheng kept a calm face, turned around and put away the tent and utensils, and buried yesterday's food.

Erase all traces of man-made.

About the time of tea, Su Dawei was like a cheetah, jumping back between the ice and snow.

"Ami?"

"Don't ask, talk as you go."

Su Dawei reached out and took part of his luggage and urged Li Bo.

Seeing him like this, he didn't know what was wrong.

Li Bo didn't ask much, and hurriedly took the lead to climb the mountain.

The three of them hurried and hurried for an hour on the mountain road in one go, and then stopped to rest a little.

"There is less than half the way left, and it is estimated that there will be another hour to reach the peak."

Li Bo's hands trembled slightly, and he looked at his fingers, which were red and swollen.

Climbing like an ape in the ice and snow not only tests people's mental will and physical strength, but also hurts their hands very much.

"Is Li Lang okay? I knew I should have some frostbite medicine on hand. ”

Su Dawei remembered whale oil, if whale oil was supplemented with some medicinal materials, it would cure frostbite and burns.

"A little bitterness is nothing."

Li Bo said to him, "What happened just now? ”

"Somebody is going up the hill, not far behind us."

"Who?" An Wensheng was surprised.

"Look at the costume, it's a Tibetan soldier."

After Su Dawei finished saying this, he and An Wensheng and Li Bo made eye contact, and each saw a trace of surprise hidden in each other's eyes.

Because they all think of what happened in the ancient city of Zhangxiong.

The Tibetan soldiers stationed in Zhangxiong searched overnight, and according to Zhang Tong, it was the Tubo Prime Minister Lu Dongzan who came.

At that time, Su Dawei and An Wensheng were still strange, and this Lu Dongzan came to Xiangxiong to do something.

Thinking of seeing the Tibetan soldiers in the snowy mountains at this time, and following behind, could it be said that these Tibetan soldiers really came for themselves?

Is Lu Dongzan in it?

The Tibetan minister is also on the Goddess Peak, on the way to the Snow Mountain Temple, then this time the matter will be big.

"Not good!"

Li Bo suddenly changed color and said: "Zhang Lang and Luo Bin Wang under the mountain!" ”

Su Dawei also reacted at this time, and when he looked at An Wensheng, his face became extremely ugly.

After a few breaths of silence, An Wensheng said: "If it is really Lu Dongzan who is here, the Tubo soldiers under the mountain are absolutely indispensable, at least tens of thousands, and we are too late to go down the mountain now, so it is better to go to the peak first, do your business with Ami, and then wait for the opportunity to save Zhang Tong and them." ”

What he said was waiting for the opportunity, and he hid the meaning of ambushing the Tubo people and capturing Lu Dongzan.

Only with this trick can it be possible to force the Tubo people to release Zhang Tong and them.

Su Dawei nodded silently.

The brow is furrowed.

There was a feeling of uneasiness in my heart, which became stronger and stronger.

Why did Lu Dongzan appear in Zhangxiong, and what did these Tibetan soldiers who were climbing the mountain represent.

What exactly are they going to do?

Will he keep following him to the Snow Mountain Temple?

Or is the goal to capture yourself?

It's impossible, even if he has the merit of destroying the Western Turks, the first merit is still Su Dingfang's, he is not so famous, can he make the Tubo Prime Minister Lu Dongzan target him, right?

I couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, a shout in Tubo was suddenly heard, followed by several arrows in the air.

An Wensheng's fat body jumped up agilely, slapped Li Bo with one palm, and pushed him to the ground.

Burst!

A feather arrow just appeared where he had just landed, and if it weren't for An Wensheng's quick reaction, Li Bo would have been hit by the arrow at this time.

Seeing the trembling arrow feathers, Li Bo's face changed slightly.

Su Dawei raised his eyes and saw that a group of Tubo soldiers were quickly climbing up from below, and there was a slightly slower slope below, and the Tubo soldiers were finding someone here from that angle, and directly bowed and arrows.

"Let's go."

Su Dawei let out a low sigh and swept with his right foot.

Bang!

The soft snow and the indissolving ice burst under his feet, turning into a curtain of snow and swooping down on the Tibetan soldiers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Dawei grabbed Li Bo, greeted An Wensheng, and his legs moved, and the person swept towards the top of the mountain like a sharp arrow.

Although he still has a person in his hand, his speed is not slow at all.

Li Bo only heard the wind whirring in his ears, surprised and admired, and secretly said in his heart: Originally, he just wanted to take advantage of this person's relationship in the Tang Army, so he ordered Ke'er to worship under him, I don't want this person to be so clever and have such skills, how can he be an ordinary person?

If you are younger, you can't wait to learn martial arts with him.

Bayan Kala Mountain, the peak of the goddess.

This is the birthplace of the oldest "ancient Zhangxiong Buddhism" in Zhangxiong, and it is said that the prince of Xiangxiong, Xin Rao Miwo, came here to enlighten and passed down the "Yongzhong Teaching" in order to save sentient beings.

In the legend of Yongzhong Buddhism, Bayan Kala Mountain is the pillar of heaven, and countless heavenly gods have descended through here.

The grotto at the top of the peak is rumored to contain countless prehistoric secrets of creation.

The first Buddhist temple of Yongzhong Buddhism, known as the snowy temple, is located next to the peak grotto, built according to the mountain stone, and half embedded in the boulder.

Colorful prayer flags are swaying along the mountain road.

A boulder with scriptures inscribed.

The cliffs of the bizarre elephant male writing.

Wind Horse Flag.

The hexagrams of the Nima pile and the relics of the religion can be seen here one by one.

When Su Dawei, An Wensheng and Li Bo climbed to the top, the first thing they saw was the ancient and mysterious temple of the religion.

Then everyone's eyes were attracted by the flat, altar-like square in front of the temple.

In the ornaments that were crushed and painted with various minerals, Su Dawei seemed to see the shadow of the "mandala" in later generations.

Mysterious, magnificent, spectacular.

Around this stone altar, there are dozens of monks.

These monks of this religion are dressed with a bit of the shadow of later Tibetan Buddhism, but they are dressed in red and hung with colors, and the color impact of the clothes on their bodies is more bright.

The monks are covered with colored beads made of beeswax, green pine, coral, and pearls, which is full of luxury.

Su Dawei's gaze did not stay on them for half a minute.

Passing over the monks sitting cross-legged in front of the altar and reciting the scriptures with great devotion, his gaze was cast in front of him.

On the edge of the cliff, there is a protruding boulder, like a giant's finger, stretching out into the vast blue sky.

The sea of clouds was boiling and the mist was shrouded, and in this dangerous situation, there was a young woman, with her back to the monks, towards the ethereal sky, motionless, as if she had turned into a stone statue.

What was she waiting for?

His hair was full of green silk, and he was swept up by the roaring mountain wind and danced messily.

In the extreme stillness, the extreme movement is revealed.

These two completely contradictory qualities are all kneaded into her alone.

Her white cheeks and jade-like ears could be faintly seen.

Su Dawei only glanced at it, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Nie Su!

That's his own Xiao Su.

You can't go wrong.

Why did she cross thousands of miles, from the foot of the Tianshan Mountains to Bayan Kala Mountain, is a difficult mystery in Su Dawei's heart at this time.

But more important than solving this mystery is now recognizing her.

"Xiao Su!"

Su Dawei shouted Nie Su's name and ran towards the altar.

An Wensheng and Li Bo couldn't catch up behind.

Unexpectedly, Su Dawei, who has always been calm, became so irrational when he saw the back of just a suspicious Nie Su.

In front of the altar, dozens of monks heard the shouting, and the chanting stopped.

An old monk headed by him, with white hair, turned his head and glared at Su Dawei angrily, shouting at Su Dawei with stiff, sonorous syllables like metal collisions.

In this regard, Su Dawei's reaction was that there was no reaction.

Do not understand.

I don't care what you say, there, on the edge of the cliff, standing on a protruding boulder, with the wind swaying and possibly falling off the cliff at any time, is my family's Xiao Su.

Compared to Xiao Su, everything else doesn't matter.

Get out of the way!

Su Dawei's steps changed, and the cross steps were rounded, to bypass the monks of the sect who were blocking in front of him.

At the moment when his steps changed, the objects in front of him changed like a kaleidoscope.

When I looked at it again, dozens of monks of this sect were standing in front of me.

It's not dazzling, but somehow, I used footwork, but I still hit it headlong.

It's like a ghost hitting a wall.

"Om Nyima!"

The white-eyed old monk had anger on his face, and he opened his mouth to Su Dawei and shouted angrily, his voice roaring like a lion.

A dangerous and ferocious aura erupted from him.