The company commander disagreed and said, "What ancient tombs are said? The Tibetan area is full of sky burials. Where can there be any ancient tombs? It must be caused by the spies and turtles. You won't think about it. I don't believe it."

The old lama has been dealing with the Han people for a long time and speaks Chinese clearly. Seeing that the army's chief did not believe it, he decided to follow us to avoid disturbing the evil mountain and ghost lake. The Tibetans are a nation that worships high mountains and lakes. In their eyes, mountains and lakes are both the incarnations of gods. Except for the sacred mountains and holy lakes, there are also evil mountains and unlucky lakes. However, these places are all suppressed by Buddhism. The lama is worried that we Han people will not understand the truth and cause any trouble, but these words cannot be said explicitly from their mouths, so they have to say that they are leading the way and assisting the army.

Seeing that the old lama was voluntarily leading the way, the company commander agreed and said, "I want it." He led our temporary reinforcement team to set off from the "Bullouquan" troop station.

I listened to their words and thought that our company commander was a good player in the war. Although he had received training in ethnic policies before coming to Kunlun Mountain, he still had a low understanding of Tibet, an ancient and mysterious place.

At that time, I was not old and only looked at the secrets of tomb culture and Feng Shui. But I knew that in Tibet, fire, water, earth, sky and tower, the five burial customs coexisted for thousands of years, there was not a lack of burial, but it was very special. It was the most unknown tomb in Tibet, which was taboo by normal people. Only those who commit serious crimes would be buried in the soil after death and would never be reincarnated. Maybe there would be such an ancient tomb in the abandoned Great Phoenix Temple.

It was only ten years later that I fully understood that the burial of Tibetan areas was not as simple as I knew at that time. In ancient times, many nobles were influenced by the sinicization and were willing to accept the form of burial. On Muri Mountain southwest of Qiongjie, there were a large number of tombs of Zongpu from the Tubo Dynasty around the 7th and 8th century AD. There were about thirty tombs of Zongpu in all dynasties, collectively known as the "Tibet King Tombs" in the world. They were all square domes, dozens of meters high, made of earth and stone. The most famous one buried inside was Songtsen Gampo. Many people say that this was the form of tower burial, but its essence was no different from the Shannei Tomb in the Tang Dynasty.

However, in that era, these words could not be said in the army. As a revolutionary soldier, he had to obey orders and obey commands, and he would do whatever his superiors asked him to do.

From where we set out to the "Da Fenghuang Temple" at the mountain pass, the distance is not far, but there is no road, the mountains are rugged and extremely difficult to walk, and the altitude difference is very large. There are different skyscrapers in different mountains. It is still snowing on the ridges, but the desolate "Da Fenghuang Temple" area is an uninhabited area, just because there is a piece of green meadow in front of the mountain gate here. Occasionally, some Tibetan herders will come there to make some winter grass emergency responses, because the mountains there are not good and the lake is not good. In the past, people and animals often disappeared for no reason, so if the herdsmen do not go, they should try not to go.

The lama led his old horse with something in front and led the way for nearly half a day. After walking around for several mountain bends, the snow suddenly became heavier. The lead clouds in the sky were low, and the snowflakes like goose feathers were spreading down. The undulating Kunlun Mountains around were like layers of solidified white waves. Looking around, silver-belt jade was covered with frost and snow. Although the weather was spectacular, it brought many difficulties to those who were trekking on the ridge.

Secretary Xu and the two men, Lu Weiguo, the local corps, were two members of our team who were slightly less physically strong. The road was getting higher and higher, but the sky gradually darkened. They all appeared with a light plateau. It seemed that they had to cross the ridge in front to reach the Great Phoenix Temple at the pass. The company commander conveyed the order to find a place to shelter from the wind, let everyone rest for a while, eat something to replenish their physical strength, and then headed to the destination in one go.

So our team stopped temporarily. Ga Hong, a female military doctor who came with the team, was a Tibetan native of Deqin. It was originally called Gema. In Tibetan, it means starry. Ga Hong checked for Director Xu and others and said it was okay, but it was because she had been walking for too long and her cardiopulmonary function had decreased, which led to this situation. This is Shankou, and the altitude is not too high. Drink a few bowls of butter tea that can alleviate altitude sickness and rest for a while, there will be no problem and there is no need to take medicine.

The old lama found a big stone, and on the leeward side, gravel set a stove, used dry cow dung to set up a small fire, boiled butter tea and distributed it to us, and finally sent it to me and the big guy. The old lama swayed the prayer drum in one hand and carried the teapot in the other hand, poured the tea into the bowl, and then said: "I wish you good luck."

I was already cold enough, so I thanked the lama, and drank the whole bowl of butter tea with a tilted neck and wiped my mouth. I had never thought that the mixed drinks made of sesame, salt, butter, tea, etc. were good. Now, in this ice and snow, I came to such a hot bowl, and suddenly I felt that there was nothing better in the world than it.

Seeing that I was drinking quickly, the female military doctor Gema asked the lama for a teapot and poured me a new bowl: "Drink slowly, don't burn your mouth. The custom in Tibetan areas is to drink tea too clean when drinking tea. Keep a bottom of the bowl so that the owner can look generous." After saying that, he smiled at me, and turned around to help the lama make tea.

I looked at her back and said to the big man beside me: "I think Gma military doctor is so nice. He treats comrades as warm as spring, especially like my sister."

The big man said strangely: "You have a sister in your hometown? Why haven't you heard you say it? What does it look like? Let's take a look at the whole photo."

I was about to tell the big man that I had such a beautiful and friendly sister when I was dreaming, but I heard the correspondent who was on guard suddenly shouted: "There is a situation!"

The people who were originally surrounded by the fire to keep warm immediately, as if their whole bodies were turned on, kicked the snow, crushed the fire, and quickly fell to the ground. At the same time, the sound of pulling the gun bolt was emitted. However, the snow was flying around, and the quiet night was heavy, and only the lonely cold wind was whimpering.

The company commander lay on the snow and stared around vigilantly, cursing: "What's the situation? Chen Xing, you are so turtle, you dare to lie about military affairs. Do you believe it if I shot you first?"

Correspondent Chen Xing whispered: "Company Commander, I guaranteed it with my head. I'm really right. Just now, a few green lights suddenly lit up on the top of the mountain."

I said to the company commander: "Will it be the same as the one performed in the secret sentry of Yangcheng, which is a contact signal sent by the enemy spies? I don't know if we have been exposed, so I just let me go over to reconnaissance."

The company commander nodded and said, "You must be careful when you go, it is best to catch a living person and come back. Oh... it's not right."

I saw five small green lights suddenly appeared dozens of meters away from us. Because the sky was dark and the surface of the barren mountain was covered with snow, it was difficult to distinguish the terrain there. These five green lights slowly drifted with the wind and snow, like a few ghost fires, turning around us in circles.

At this time, we all raised the semi-automatic rifle and aimed at the target, but the company commander said that no one was allowed to shoot before he could figure it out. The old horse of the lama suddenly neighed and kept silting. The lama hurriedly held the horse, stroked its mane and recited scriptures to comfort it, and then told us: "The guardian god who is in charge of animal husbandry was alarmed, it was a pack of wolves."

I looked at the five green highlights that were floating and appearing from time to time. Is there a one-eyed one? As soon as I entered Kunlun Mountain, I heard from the veterans at the station that there was a one-eyed white-haired wolf king in the nearby Mozhan grassland. However, recently, the military and civilians cooperated to fight wolves a lot, and the wolves almost disappeared. I didn't expect to hide in the mountains. Their sudden appearance was probably not a good sign, and I don't know what disaster it would bring.

Three wolves circled around us for a few times. The company commander asked the big man to fire a shot into the sky and scared them away so as not to attract more hungry wolves and cause unnecessary trouble to us. The current important task is not to fight wolves, but to quickly search and rescue the missing comrades. So the big man fired a gun in the air, a domestically produced five- and six-semi-automatic rifle. The unique gunshots pierced the night sky.

The wolves around seemed to know the power of the weapons in our soldiers and did not dare to stay any longer. Soon, they disappeared into the wind and snow under the night. The company commander said that perhaps the squad in front was attacked by a pack of wolves on the way back. However, even though he thought that this possibility was not great. There were more than a dozen semi-automatic rifles, and many wolves could not get close to them. The weather is now bad. Compared with the pack, what is more terrifying is the enemy spies that penetrated into the mountains. There are many potential threats. The team that is missing must be found immediately.

We immediately set off, crossed a large ridge, and walked down a very steep hillside. Below was a deserted meadow. There was no snow here, the temperature was relatively high, and it was still very cold. There were deserted smoke and grass everywhere, and the broken and desolate "Big Phoenix Temple" was hidden among the weeds.

The meadow is surrounded by ancient wood and wolf forests, and the area is really not small. We are not many people, so it is not easy to search such a large area. So we are divided into two groups. The company commander led the correspondent, cook, Lu Weiguo, military doctor Ga Hong into a group, and the rest are big men, Lama and Director Xu, and the four people including me, will arrange the second group for the second group. The company commander will temporarily be responsible for me.

The two groups searched from the left and right wings. I took the second group and pushed away the weeds that were nearly one person tall. I held the gun and groped deep into the depths. I could see the vague ancient stone ruins covered by the grass. These were the remains of the temples of the Qing Dynasty. I thought that these relics could be confirmed just in time, so I wanted to continue walking, but the old lama grabbed them. He said to me: "Hey, Puse Army, this path is not for people to walk." (Puse: Young people)

I thought it was not for people to walk, but for ghosts to walk. So I said to the Lama: "The people's country, people's roads, people's roads, people's roads, in China, no matter the roads, they are socialist roads, why not let them go?"

Secretary Xu thought I was too ruthless, so he stopped me and said, "The comrades in the local area cooperate with us in carrying out the tasks. I think we should listen to their opinions more."

The lama took out an old iron stick from his colorful bag and said, "I have been an iron stick for two generations of living Buddhas for forty years. I know everything about this temple. I must not walk on that road. Just follow me. The origin of this abandoned temple is very unusual." After that, he walked around from the side and sang the scriptures as he walked: "Hey, the one who subdued evil spirits and has 45 magical powers. I have achieved my true cultivation. I have sent out my appearance to all enemies. All the demons are difficult to use..."

None of us understood what the mantra he sang meant. We thought that if we were in the mainland, the Red Guards would have been arrested and criticized. In other words, in the Tibetan area, I had to follow behind and ask the lama without saying a word: "Old comrade... Lama Ak, since you are so familiar with this dilapidated temple, can you tell us why this temple was abandoned soon after it was built?"
Chapter completed!