Chapter 497 I Have Collapsed Shoulders 8
However, all the ambitions were blew away by the wind and snow in Tibet. When Zhang Xiaoshan arrived at the Lama temple, he really wanted to kneel down and worship. You are really far away and deep in the mountains.
You are the social phobics.
There are people worshipping here, you are really pious.
If the clan leader’s mother hadn’t been here, Zhang Xiaoshan wouldn’t have wanted to come a second time.
The road is really difficult to walk on.
No wonder my former female colleague said not to marry far away, otherwise it would be inconvenient to go back to her parents’ home. It would take a few months to get to know the journey.
Even if there is a road in the future, it is so far and the travel expenses will not be cheap.
Moreover, only our country would bother to build such a remote road as Medog.
He wondered whether he should persuade the tribe leader to help Bai Ma move, but when he thought about the future filled with war, he decided that Motuo was safer.
When the patriarch went to knock on the door, he and Hei Ye were standing behind him like ice sculptures.
When the old lama came to open the door, he looked at the three people in silence for a moment and then let them in.
Hei Xia Zi heard the old lama and the mute calling each other "guests coming and going", and he thought it was a secret signal.
But his eyes were also full of surprise, perhaps because he found it strange that the mute did not lose his memory.
Old Lama: ……
No, he didn’t. He just had never seen a Zhang family member with such a round face. You could tell at first glance that he was a big eater. Bai Ma, you gave birth to a fat baby.
The food looks good.
In words, he is a living person, not a cold stone.
The old lama has seen many members of the Zhang family in his life. Most of them are cold and heartless. Those who have wives are okay, but those without wives don’t seem like living people.
It would be more appropriate to say that they are death warriors.
Abandoning all emotions and desires, the only function left is to carry out the mission.
Look at the same round face behind, they are from the same nest.
And I have made some good friends.
However, it will take time to dig Bai Ma out, so they can only wait.
Several people were soaked in the bathtub like dumplings, and their expressions were very comfortable.
There is also a large dormitory bed and a kang here, which can accommodate the three of them. However, they are all wearing exotic Tibetan robes.
The three of them were wearing bright red Tibetan robes.
From this we can see that Hei Ye is a noble lord, the clan leader is a noble young master, and he is a noble servant.
This steam pot chicken is delicious.
Hei Ye joked that the dumb man loved to eat chicken probably because of his mother, and his father was from the Northeast, which led to the dumb man becoming the chicken killer.
Zhang Qilin didn't say anything and continued eating. What's wrong with him loving chicken? He wanted to eat more.
Zhang Xiaoshan picked up a big chicken leg for each of them, and he just ate two chicken wings.
Black Bear: . . . . .
I love to eat this too.
When sleeping at night, Zhang Qilin slept in the middle, pulling one with each hand.
Zhang Xiaoshan: . . . .
Both the father and the daughter-in-law want to comfort him, right? Okay, son, don’t be afraid. Go meet your mother in a good manner and talk nicely.
Black Bear: ...
Pretending to be a weak mute, you would have taken advantage even if you hadn't lost your memory. You are indeed a textbook example of the Zhang family.
The next day, three people also joined the action of digging out my mother.
As the ice was melted by the ginger juice, everyone saw Bai Ma's appearance.
Judging from the face shape, the patriarch looks like his mother, with a face like a little white rabbit.
Mother Bai Ma, I hope you can feel at ease when you see Xiaoguan, be reborn well, and have a bright future.
See you in New China.
I heard that you still have to queue up to go to the underworld and you have to get a number first.
As for the Nine Gates, he just quietly watched them act like monsters. Without a stupid patriarch to take advantage of them, he just wanted to see how they lived.
The patriarch carried Bai Ma's mother back to the next room. Her body was cold and only had a hint of warmth until the evening.
The clan leader just watched and couldn't say a word, which made Zhang Xiaoshan anxious to death.
So he pulled Heiye together, and they talked about the patriarch's life, both the bitterness and the sweetness of life, just hoping that Baima could know everything about her child.
No one is more qualified than her to know everything about her child.
Zhang Qilin suddenly burst into tears as he listened to Zhang Xiaoshan and the blind man's stories, and his tears fell on Bai Ma's hands.
Mom, I miss you. I miss you holding me. I want to grow up with you.
Mom, I miss you so much.
Perhaps the problem has been solved and there is no need for Zhang Xiaoshan and the blind man to tell their stories.
Zhang Qilin spoke himself.
The cries of "Mom" made both of them cry.
Who in this world doesn’t have his or her own worries?
Happiness for a few, misery for the majority.
Hei Xia Zi also thought of his mother. The three of them could not find a mother.
In the front hall there was the sound of an old lama chanting, each one powerful.
When Bai Ma was buried, the weather was clear and ribbons were flying. At the last moment, Bai Ma held the young official's hand.
This time, Mom did it.
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Bai Ma in disbelief. It was true that love was determined by fate, but fate could be violated.
It took so much effort and hard work to achieve this after being frozen for so many years. He believed that Bai Ma’s mother heard what they said.
Hei Xia Zi pulled Zhang Xiaoshan forward, and the four of them intertwined their hands.
"Mom, please go forward bravely and don't look back. There is light ahead."
We took care of the patriarch/mute.
The old lama finally drove the three people away after a month. Why did they eat so much?
Even if it's free, you can't eat it like this.
The little lama sighed. Three months' worth of food was gone and he had to ask someone to deliver more. Distinguished guests were really expensive. Couldn't they give him a little cheaper?
When going down the mountain, Zhang Xiaoshan still asked the patriarch when he would abdicate.
This time their journey was not purposeful. Although they were on the way home, Zhang Xiaoshan began his action.
Help all who can, but after that it is up to them to figure out how to do it. A single spark can start a prairie fire.
Bandits and bullies should die if they deserve to die.
As for the Japanese devils, they were all killed without any reason.
Because animals don't need to go home.
No matter how many of us the devils killed, they deserve to go home. No evil foreign devil will be spared.
If you meet someone who happens to have the ability, why not kill him?
What's the point of just interrogating those Japanese?
Hei Xia Zi looked at Zhang Xiaoshan, who was like a god of death, and poked the mute.
"The Japanese have offended Shanshan."
Zhang Qilin shook his head. He didn’t know. Could it be that the Japanese were disguised as members of the Wang family? Forget it, why think so much? They were not good people. They could be used as fertilizer after they died.
Zhang Qilin's swordsmanship is very fast, and Hei Xiazi's gun skills are very fast. Basically, whenever they encounter a lone Japanese or a small group of Japanese, they will be dealt with by the three of them.
Since Zhang Xiaoshan doesn't know the way, the attributes are random, and he will kill wherever he goes.
Later, the Japanese who had attacked the small troop did not dare to leave the city.
But they won’t kill people in the city.
Zhang Xiaoshan feels that his daily life is too small.
Killing in the city is more suitable for them.
The three of them were trying to take advantage of the situation and left several forces confused, but as long as they killed Japanese, everyone was willing to cover them up.
No need to talk, we are all comrades.