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Chapter 42 Forty-two

never rest in peace 海岩 6688Words 2018-03-19
At the beginning of this journey, maybe even Ouyang Tian himself didn't have a definite destination in mind.They set off in a hurry with some blindness, and boarded the train going south.First, I drove along the railway tracks to Shanxi, and after three or four days of panting in the ancient city of Taiyuan, the provincial capital, and Pingyao, I walked westward in a restless state.I hesitated in Yinchuan for a day or two.Then they went south again, and on a dreary morning, they arrived in Chengdu. Along the way, Xiao Tong tried his best to put on an easy-going and obedient appearance, but inside he was living like a year.It should be said that there are opportunities to escape every day, but there is no time to contact Qingchun, and he does not want to run away like this.When there is no immediate danger to his life safety, he is a little overjoyed, always thinking that one day he will join forces with Qingchun Shengli and wipe out Ouyang Tian and his gang.Such an ending would of course be a consummation of merit and virtue, and he would gain face in front of Qingchun, which would of course be much more glorious than if he fled back secretly by himself.Calculating with his fingers, he has been involved in this case for half a year, and up to today after twists and turns, he thinks that no matter what, there should be a complete victory and the icing on the cake.

Everywhere they went, Ouyang Tian and Lao Huang Jianjun hid in the hotel room and discussed endlessly.They always live in small shops that don't even have direct-dial long-distance telephones, and use fake IDs to register their names.They took out the fake ID card that Xiao Tong had obtained when he applied for a driver's license, and told him to use the name "Xia Tong" on it as his own pseudonym by mistake.Ouyang Lanlan really stayed with him every step of the way as her father asked, even when she went to bed at night, she would touch him to fall asleep with her hands.Lao Huang and Jianjun are still full of vigilance towards him, one soft and the other hard red and white, supervising his every movement.Only Ouyang Tian didn't seem to have doubts on his face all the time, he didn't talk much, and didn't express much, and he listened to Lao Huang's daily board and lodging arrangements.

After staying in Chengdu for two days, they suddenly took him on the plane to Tibet in the early morning of the third day. The plane landed at Gonggar Airport, and they rented a bus to drive through the bustling urban area of ​​Lhasa.After looking at the majestic and mysterious Potala Palace from afar across the Lhasa River, we continued our journey southward.They got off the car in a remote village more than 100 kilometers away from Lhasa.A Han man was found here, he is the owner of a gold and silver jewelry workshop in this village, and he is also an old friend of Ouyang Tian many years ago.

The boss, surnamed Zhong, was thin and dry, with a Cantonese appearance, but the skin and wrinkles on his face were weathered like a real Tibetan.They lived in his workshop.This workshop is a large courtyard and a small Tibetan-style building, with a shop in the front and a workshop in the back, and a home upstairs.It was late and the sun was setting when they arrived.There is a two-hour time difference between Tibet and the mainland. It is already eight o'clock in the evening here, and the host has finished dinner.And the Beijing time on their watches has just entered dusk. Boss Zhong warmly greeted them for tea, and directed his wife and an eight or nine-year-old daughter to cook.Xiao Tong can see that Ouyang Tian has a deep friendship with him, and there are always many surprises that he has missed for a long time to express endlessly.It can also be heard that they have worked together through thick and thin in the past for a period of drug business, asking each other without any taboo about past acquaintances, what happened to Zhang San and Li Si, whether they are still doing it now, and so on.Boss Zhong said, I would have given up doing it a long time ago.Married and have children, think about it, it's better to accumulate some virtue and not do that business.Ouyang Tian echoed and said that I was wrong, and I would have given up a long time ago.

Ouyang Tian introduced his daughter, her "fiancé" and the two companions to Boss Zhong one by one, saying that it was his long-cherished wish to take the children to visit Tibet again after so many years, and this time it finally came true.It's a pity that it's winter, but it would be better in summer. Xiao Tong heard that Boss Zhong sometimes called Ouyang Tian "Lao Luo" and sometimes affectionately called him "Luo Changleg", so he asked Ouyang Lanlan in a low voice, how does he care about you? Dad's name is "Luo Changleg"?Ouyang Lanlan said with a smile: "I'm still called Luo Lan. That's my nickname. My father's surname was originally Luo, and it has been changed for many years."In fact, my name is Roland, which sounds better.My dad really shouldn't have changed his surname to Ouyang back then, it was tacky.

Xiao Tong asked, "Then what should I change my surname to?" Ouyang Lanlan said: "It should still be called Roland, and then the last name is Sophia." Xiao Tong didn't smile at all, thinking that this Ouyang Lanlan is really simple-minded, what's going on in this situation, she is heartless and carefree.He changed the subject and asked, "Then how long will your father take us to stay here? This is a plateau two to three thousand meters above sea level, we are not used to it." Ouyang Lanlan seemed indifferent, and said: "Don't worry, I brought a lot of cigarettes you want to smoke this time, enough for you to use for a while."

Xiao Tong felt short of breath and dizzy from the moment he got off the plane. He didn't know whether it was altitude sickness or drug addiction. The host brings the food to the table, a mix of Tibetan and Sichuan flavors.Xiao Tong was a little hungry and devoured his food.Boss Zhong opened a bottle of self-made wine. Ouyang Tian waved his hands and said no more. I haven't been in Tibet for a long time. I have to get used to it for two days. Drinking too much consumes oxygen. If I don't drink, I still can't breathe.He also said to Xiao Tong who was immersed in eating, eat less, the stomach and intestines will not be able to digest it when you first arrive at the plateau, and you will feel uncomfortable if you eat too much.Boss Zhong said yes, you have to eat less and more meals in the first two days.

After eating, they chatted happily again, so much so that even Ouyang Tian felt short of oxygen, so the host arranged for them to rest.Xiao Tong and Ouyang Lanlan were placed in the hut where the owner's daughter usually lived, and the little girl moved to live with her parents.The girl's mother built another bed for them in this room, and put some ginger powder to prevent fleas in their bedding. Before turning off the lights, Xiao Tong asked for a cigarette, lay on the bed and smoked slowly.Ouyang Lanlan was also a little dizzy and short of breath, so she didn't bother him.This gave Xiao Tong a quiet and independent bed to think about his own thoughts.Of course he still wants to celebrate Spring.He was lying in this strange dry quilt with a smell of sand and ginger, and all kinds of thoughts swarmed over him.He thought that Qingchun, Li Chunqiang and their "boss" must be having a meeting to study and analyze where they went these days.Qingchun's "boss" seems to be sophisticated and experienced, and Li Chunqiang is also shrewd and capable at work.But Xiao Tong is convinced that none of them would think that he is lying on the roof of the world in Tibet, in this small town in the snow-capped mountains, in this small Tibetan-style building.He knew that he was far away from Qingchun now.He couldn't even contact her now.Obviously there will be no long-distance calls here, and the people here are as rare as the air.He couldn't even find a way to escape.He was so dazed he could barely sleep.The isolation here makes him feel that the reunion with Qingchun may still be far away.

Just as Xiao Tong expected, they lived here for half a month, and Ouyang Tian still showed no signs of leaving.He and old Huang Jianjun were frowning all day long.After the altitude sickness subsided, they started drinking.Sometimes even drunk.Boss Zhong is busy with his craft and business every day. Xiao Tong doesn't know how deep his sympathy and understanding with Ouyang Tian are.Xiao Tong felt that the scrawny Boss Zhong himself was like a story full of suspense. How he, an authentic Han man, could live alone in this Tibetan village on the wasteland like a hermit, was as mysterious as a mystery.Ouyang Lanlan couldn't tell the ins and outs of this, she only remembered that she often heard her father talk about this person when she was a child.

Xiao Tong and Ouyang Lanlan would sit in the yard basking in the sun every day when it wasn't windy, playing with their owner's dog.Sometimes they also go out of the yard and go shopping on the hillside not far away.There is only such a small mountain that has been blown dry by the wind, leaving only patches of snow.Standing on the top of the hill, you can see the whole picture of the whole Danwan Village.There are no cars here.In the whole village, only Boss Zhong seems to own an off-road jeep.People still rely on camels, yaks and herds of sheep for transportation. On the top of the hill, there is a temple that looks like it has been deserted for a hundred years.There are still some broken statues in the temple, which are some beautiful Bodhisattvas and Madonnas.The expression on the head of the collapsed King Kong is still clear, with wide-eyed and glaring eyes, brows bristling upright, and mouth open for shouting, Xiao Tong is shocked to see it.The hill is not high, but it is very close to the sky. Sometimes when Xiao Tong stands at the gate of the yard, he can see the misty clouds wrapping around the marl gray ruined temple and the weathered pagoda forest to the north.Remind him vaguely of those things about the universe.Nature, magic.Brilliant art and various questions about the origin of life.

Ouyang Lanlan was relatively happy for the first few days, but one evening her father took her to the abandoned temple on the top of the mountain under the golden sunset and had a long talk, then she became depressed.When Xiao Tong saw her come back with red eyes that night, he knew it was Ouyang Tian who said something to her again.He didn't ask, he knew she would take the initiative to talk. At night, lying on the bed, the room was darkened by the hissing butter lamp, and Ouyang Lanlan was crying in his arms. She said, my father is bankrupt. Xiao Tong remained calm and asked, "Is it because of Lao Yuan?" Ouyang Lanlan said: "I don't know why, he just told me that he has no money, and he can't go back. He said that the family business he has managed so poorly for so many years, and the family business he earned for me, is gone. Do you know that our Daye company was copied by the Public Security Bureau. Didu Nightclub, Yanjing Food City, and..., they called in Chengdu to pretend to order food and rooms, but they were all told that they were closed. We can't go back. home." Xiao Tong asked: "Then what is your father going to do next? Is he going to live here forever?" Ouyang Lanlan didn't answer. Maybe she, like him, was ignorant of their future whereabouts and future.She hugged him tightly, and he sat up a little annoyed by the embrace.Ouyang Lanlan wrapped her arms around his waist behind him and said, "Xiao Tong, let me ask you, if I'm really poor and you still follow me, will you dump me? " Xiao Tong couldn't answer her, so he had no choice but to use a stabbing statement intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't talk about being poor, you are lucky if you can save your life. Don't forget that the police are definitely arresting you everywhere now! " "I'll arrest you too!" Ouyang Lanlan fought back angrily, "Do you think it's nothing to do with you? If Lao Yuan confesses, you will be the first one to confess!" Xiao Tong hugged his knees and didn't speak, his heart was secretly filled with a sense of superiority in living status.He said calmly, "I am not afraid of death, but you are." When it comes to death, Ouyang Lanlan is a little heroic in nature, and said nonchalantly: "If I die with you, I won't be afraid!" Xiao Tong asked: "How do you want to die? If I kill you with my own hands, would you be willing?" Ouyang Lanlan said: "If we have no way to live, if we have to die, I really would rather die In your hands." Xiao Tong watched her for a long time, took one of her hands, patted on it, clapped her hands and said: "Okay, it's settled." Ouyang Lanlan was naughty and competitive, and said: "But I also want you to die in my hands and in my arms. I have to wait for you to die, hold you in my arms, and then die. In this way, we Even if we go to heaven, we can stay together, and we can cast together in reincarnation.” Xiao Tong half smiled, and asked coldly in his heart: "You mean, you want me to die in your head?" Ouyang Lanlan tilted her head, hesitated for a long time, and said: "You die first, I will follow, it will be considered as death together. Don't you really care about the sequence of one or two seconds?" Seeing Xiao Tong's silence, she He laughed and said, "We're really crazy. We've been talking for a long time, and it's all dead. It's too unlucky. Don't worry, my dad just said that as long as we can pass this test, he will have a way to make a comeback. He Said that all the wishes he made to me before counted, he will definitely let me go abroad, let us both go! I believe in my father." In the next few days, Ouyang Lanlan's topic was always inseparable from the revival and death of the future family business.She is full of hope and confidence in the future and in her omnipotent father.But maybe, she might also vaguely touch death. Tibet is exactly such a symbolic place that hides the source of life and is full of valleys of death.After the dullness and sighs of Ouyang Tian and others came to an end, they began to be interested in getting out of this isolated small building and courtyard, and went to the wasteland. Ouyang Tian borrowed Boss Zhong's off-road jeep to take them on a tour of the nearby mountains and lakes in the snow and ice. , monasteries and castles, pastures and wastelands.They drove past villages with flying prayer flags, saw pilgrims coming from the depths of the grassland shaking Mani wheels, and heard "Om, ma, ne, ba, me, moo! " of the Sanskrit mantra, that mysterious sound from the Himalayas, Gangdise.Tanggula and Kunlun Mountains are endless, floating in all directions without beginning and end.Xiao Tong has never seen such a clear sky, as blue as the sea in a pictorial.The air is pure and transparent, indescribably fresh, so fresh that it carries the wild spirit of the beginning of the earth.Sometimes they can't see a person even after walking a long distance, there is no cloud in the sky and no grass on the ground, spiritual stones and dried animal bones are scattered everywhere, and the rolling mountains are lying quietly, giving people a desolate and extraordinary polar charm.By the icy and clean lake, groups of wild horses, as soon as they saw their car, they ran like a tide, like a black mudslide that burst out in an instant, and it was out of control. Occasionally, they will run into a market town.Ouyang Lanlan will forget all the worries and squeeze in the crowd to choose things.Only Ouyang Tian knew a little bit of Tibetan, and he stammered very succinctly in front of the translator.As soon as Jianjun saw Tibetans, he kept a sullen and bandit-like face and said nothing, while Lao Huang went to the countryside to follow the common customs and stretched out his palms and said "Tashi Dele" when he saw people. Ouyang Lanlan bought some corals.A necklace made of amber and Tibetan turquoise.Lao Huang bought a rosary and twirled it in his hand, muttering.Xiao Tong thought, is he praying for the blessing of Buddha?Looking sideways at Ouyang Tian and Jian Jun, they just wandered around the stalls selling magical artifacts, but they didn't buy anything, they don't believe in God.They are the kind of people who believe in nothing. When they were bargaining with the stall owner in half-baked Tibetan and gestures, Xiao Tong suddenly and inadvertently discovered that in this small market town, there was an equally small post office right in front of his eyes. But ten meters away.He pretended to be walking towards the stall selling glutinous rice cakes over there, and slipped into the post office in a blink of an eye.This post office is only a room of more than ten meters square, and the dilapidated counter almost reaches the door. The only salesperson is a girl. Xiao Tong stepped forward to greet her, and was pleasantly surprised to find that she could understand Chinese.Xiao Tong only hesitated for half a second before asking her nervously: "Can you send a telegram here?" She seemed a little unresponsive, "Telegram? No, no." He asked again: "Well, you can make long-distance direct dial calls Is it?" The girl nodded and said, "You can make long-distance calls, but you have to wait here for the telephone exchange to pick up." "How long will it take?" "I can't say for sure. It may be ten minutes, or half an hour. Maybe an hour or two hours, maybe." Xiao Tong was a little discouraged, he glanced at the door, only the quiet sunlight came in.He said, "Well, what else can you do here?" "Do you want stamps? Do you want to send something? Do you want to send a letter? Do you want to send money? It's all right." Xiao Tong almost didn't wait for her to finish speaking and said: "Then do you have envelopes and letter paper here? I'll send a letter." The girl produced a stack of letter paper and an envelope, and stamps.Xiao Tong said, "Can you lend me a pen?" She took out the pen again.Xiao Tong quickly wrote a line on the letter paper: "Tibet, Naiba, Sagalu Village", with the word "Xiao Tong" written underneath.When he was writing the envelope, he suddenly realized that he didn't know Qingchun's mailing address at all. He knew her family knew how to get to her unit, but he couldn't tell the house number of the street and alley.In desperation, he had no choice but to write: "Beijing, Public Security Bureau, received by Ou Qingchun". After hesitating for a while, he wrote "Li Chunqiang" under Ou Qingchun. He thought that Ou Qingchun might not be as well-known in the Public Security Bureau as Li Chunqiang. so big. He put the letter in an envelope and handed it over. The female salesperson looked at it slowly, with a puzzled expression on her face, as if worried that such simple words would become blind faith.She finally decided to send the letter for him, but handed the envelope back, pointed to the six squares, and said, "Postal code!" Xiao Tong was stunned, and he said: "I don't know the zip code, please check it for me, please." "Okay, then you have to tell me the exact address." Xiao Tong vaguely remembered that there was a signboard of the Public Security Bureau hanging at the gate of a courtyard on the Qianmen East Street, and the letter would probably always be transferred to Qingchun when it was mailed there.So he said Qianmen East Street.The girl opened a large booklet and searched it slowly, until Xiao Tong was sweating profusely, and every sound outside the door made him jump with fear.He thought maybe Ouyang Tian and the others were looking for him now, maybe they would find here soon.He said to the girl: Let me look it up, I know the place name well.The girl said: You pay the money first, and I will check it myself.He didn't have a penny of RMB on him, so he picked up a hundred-dollar bill and sent it up without hesitation.Unexpectedly, the girl stared at the dollar bill and couldn't understand it. She asked, "What kind of money is this?" "This is US dollars. One hundred US dollars is equivalent to more than 800 RMB. But you don't need to look for it." Xiao Tong said. The girl pushed the money to him, "We don't accept this, only RMB." It's really simple folk customs, and they don't even recognize US dollars.Xiao Tong's eyes were burning with anxiety, and he explained with gestures that the dollar is very valuable, you can ask if you don't believe it.Are you going to Beijing in the future?Are you going to Shanghai?Are you going south?Those places recognize this money.He didn't know how to convince the girl that he wasn't a liar. The girl insisted on the principle of being meticulous, "We have regulations here, we cannot accept foreign currency, and we don't know if your money is real or not expired." She took back the stamps on the counter and the stack of used ones. Zhang’s letter paper, and said: “The next time you bring RMB, I will send this letter for you. I will withhold this letter paper first, and I will give it to you next time you bring money.” Just as he was talking, the door was dark, and Xiao Tong knew that someone had come in without turning his head.He quickly put the already written envelope and money into his pocket.Sure enough, Ouyang Lanlan's voice sounded in the back of his head: "Xiao Tong, what are you doing here?" Xiao Tong looked back, it was Ouyang Lanlan and Jianjun.There are varying degrees of suspicion on the face.He tried his best to smile naturally and said, "There is a man here who can speak Chinese, let's chat." After he finished speaking, he put his arms around Ouyang Lanlan's waist, hugged her affectionately and went out, and waved goodbye to the salesperson back: "I'll talk to you later, welcome to Beijing!" Maybe his voice and movements were too natural Naturally, it didn't look like a temporary arrangement at all, so Ouyang Lanlan immediately cursed with a half-smile and half-smile: "Why do you go up to set magnets when you see a young and pleasing person, and you are so dishonest by guarding me. "Jianjun looked around in the room and couldn't find any flaws, so he followed. On the way back, the men stopped at a desolate ditch cliff for convenience.Xiao Tong stayed behind slowly. He saw them getting into the car and waiting for him, so he turned his back to them and took out the undelivered secret letter, and threw it under the plaster-stained cliff.It was a deep ravine that might never be visited.At this time, the evening sun was turning this place into a huge shadow. Throughout the night he was in a trance and depressed mood, and was also very tired.After the lights were turned off, Ouyang Lanlan burrowed into his quilt, murmured nasty words in his ear, and clung to his body with her hands and feet.This was the first signal she had expressed to him about her bed affairs after entering Tibet.But Xiao Tong sat up annoyed. "What's the matter?" Ouyang Lanlan asked dissatisfied. "It's nothing, I'm very tired." Xiao Tong said, "I don't want to hurt my body now." "Why are you hurting your body? What are you in such a mood? I don't understand what's wrong with me?" Xiao Tong said in a dull voice, "I want to quit drugs!" "Detoxification?" Ouyang Lanlan also sat up in doubt, "Here?" "Yes." Xiao Tong suddenly had this idea, and made a decision right away.He looked at Ouyang Lanlan and said coldly, "will you help me?" "How do you quit here? You don't have medicine or a doctor. Why do you want to quit now?" "Yes, I want to quit now." Xiao Tong said firmly.He said: "If you agree with me to quit, help me. I think when I leave here, when I go home one day in the future, I will go back like a good person!" "Okay," Ouyang Lanlan seemed to be infected by his determination, "I agree, and I will help you. I know that if you can't quit this drug for a day, you will hate me for a day." Xiao Tong looked at her viciously, he felt that staying with her was really unpleasant!Every expression of hers, no matter whether soft or hard, brings out a desire to dominate. When he is with her, every word and every movement of him is like a struggle and resistance.He gritted his teeth and said, "By the way, you ruined me, so I hate you. If I can't quit this drug, I will hate you forever!" Ouyang Lanlan said: "I hate you too! You always humiliate me and leave me alone. Sometimes I really feel angry even if I kill you. But who made you the first man I love. I him Mom loves you so much that I am not myself. Maybe I will be ruined by you one day in the future. Your heart is actually cruel, I can see it!"
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