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When the train arrived at the station, Niao Niao slowly woke up. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the young man holding down the flight attendant with his backhand.

She was so frightened that she immediately sat up from the bed. "Brother, let go."

Hearing her voice, the younger brother slowly let go of the person he was holding down.

"We're here! I'm just here to tell you to get off the train, and I'm wearing a uniform!" The flight attendant felt a little aggrieved. He couldn't get on this class for a whole day.

"Brother, say I'm sorry." He bowed apologetically, raised his hand and pressed his hand on his brother, and bowed.

He was puzzled, but out of trust in Niao Niao, he did not resist.

"Say sorry." The little brother raised his head and looked at the flight attendant with a pair of emotionless eyes.

The flight attendant immediately waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay, we've arrived in Tibet. I wish you a pleasant journey."

"Niao Niao, I'm hungry." The little brother stretched out his hand, with a somewhat aggrieved look in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Niao Niao slapped his forehead fiercely. The little brother threw away the fruit, wouldn't it mean that he is hungry now? What a sin!

Niao Niao quickly took out two boxes of canned beef from the cloth bag, opened them and handed them to him.

Seeing that he was just staring blankly, he sighed, took out a spoon and demonstrated it to him before pulling him off the train.

Fortunately, the mountains were not blocked by heavy snow during the season they came.

It’s just that the closer you get to the snow-capped mountains, the lower the temperature becomes and the harder the road becomes.

The two held hands and walked on the snow to the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

When passing by the Xiaoxiao Temple, my curled hands and feet had lost all feeling.

The master in the temple was sitting next to the stove, on which Tibetan coffee was being heated.

The moment the master saw the little brother, he understood why the two came.

He held the prayer beads with his eyes kind and peaceful.

The Tibetan language is not familiar to Yi Niao, but fortunately there is a translator, so the conversation between a few people is not that difficult.

From the guru's words, the younger brother learned about his mother's life experience.

She is originally from Khampa and is a Tibetan doctor. But unfortunately, he was chosen as a sacrifice to the King of Hell.

After giving birth to her little brother, she was sent to the altar. By the time his father arrived, she was already dying.

On the Medog Snow Mountain, he was instructed by the guru of the Horn Temple and fed her Tibetan sea flowers.

This kind of flower can save a person's life, but it only lasts for three days once it is awakened.

After listening to the guru's narration, the young man lowered his head and remained silent. After a while, he got up and left the temple.

Outside the temple, there are snow-capped mountains. The young man wearing a red Tibetan robe is sitting on a rock, as if he is integrated with the snow-capped mountains, like a god who has fallen into the mortal world.

Niao stood beside him, accompanying him silently.

"I want to see her." Niao Niao couldn't tell for a moment whether it was the snowy mountains that were colder or the brother's voice that was colder.

After the guru's guidance, the two arrived at the Snow Mountain Hidden Sea Flower.

Next to the pure white snow-capped mountains, red Tibetan flowers are like blood, spreading all over the ground.

The little brother in the red Tibetan robe looked pious and walked step by step towards the person who gave him life.

His hand held the woman's hand tightly, and deep inside, he was full of throbbing.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at this time. It might be that those who seek wealth see gold, and those who seek power ascend to high positions...

But it seems that it is not that ordinary.

The white horse in the flower opened her eyes. Her starry eyes were gentle and beautiful, which was in line with the fantasy of my mother deep in my heart.

She smiled slightly, like the spring breeze blowing on her face, and like flowers blooming. The beauty is beyond compare, and the Tibetan sea flowers beside her pale in comparison to her smile.

In the flowers, the two of them were clinging to each other. When the wind blew, the flowers and the hair of the two of them were moved.

During these three days, I stayed with Baima and kept company with me. In this quiet snow-capped mountain, the three of them sat together and slowly watched the time flow by.

It has only been three days, but the little brother's eyes are no longer cold and devoid of desire. At least, he has experienced the beauty of the world.

After burying Baima, the younger brother had no intention of leaving. Niao Niao counted the time and did not rush him.

The little brother just sat on the rock blankly, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

No one knew what he was thinking or what he was waiting for.

After staying in the Xiaoxiao Temple for a few days, the boy started carving wood, but he was never satisfied.

He didn't stop carving until Niao Niao couldn't stand it any longer and used his mind power to give the doll a glimmer of life.

"Master Niao Niao, if you don't go back, this girl will die."

Looking at the little brother who was in a daze again, he sighed helplessly.

"Brother, I have to leave."

The dazed boy turned around and stretched his head towards Niao Niao.

Niao Niao touched his head and said, "I'll accompany you."

On the day we arrived in Changsha, there was light rain in the sky. The little brother held an umbrella and walked with her to the Hong Mansion.

But the housekeeper of the Hong Mansion said that the second master and his wife went to the Buddha's house.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if there was a hole in the sky, and someone was pouring it down with a basin.

She walked in a hurry, not caring that the rain had wet her shoes and socks.

The guy holding the umbrella held it firmly on the top of his head. The other side of his body was completely wet with water.

Outside the gate of Buddha's Mansion, Er Erhong was kneeling on the ground, holding up her cloak with her hands. Under the cloak was a girl who was soaked all over.

He looked desperately at Zhang Qishan at the door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Er Erhong is here to ask for medicine."

"It's not that I don't want to give it, it's actually the person who entrusted it to me..."

"Open the door."

The moment Er Erhong saw Nia Nulu, the hope in her eyes was instantly ignited.

"Niao Niao, it's not that I don't want to drive..."

"I say it again, Zhang Qishan, open the door for me."

Zhang Qishan held the door tightly and let the pouring rain flow from his head to his body.

He hesitated for a while and finally opened the door.

Inside the room, after everyone had changed their clothes, Niao took a towel and wiped the little brother's hair, and said, "Which one of you should tell me first, what's going on?"

When everyone in the Nine Sects heard that he was coming back, they stopped hiding and braved the heavy rain to come to the Buddha's house.

"Madam suddenly..."

"this is not……"

"Second Master..."

"..."

They all started to explain and glared at them, and everyone started to shut up and look at the sky.

"Master Jiu, tell me, what's going on?"

After being appointed by Niao Niao, Xie Jiu took a step forward proudly and said as if reporting work: "I heard that the Crescent Hotel has medicine that can save my wife. When Buddha and the others went there, they found out that it was a blind shoot."

"Buddha wanted to spend all his wealth, so he took the three-flavored medicine. But there was no cure for my wife's illness, so she asked Lord Buddha to hide the medicine."

Others from Jiumen: Okay, thank Jiu. If there are any group activities in the future, just wait to be removed.

After listening to Xie Jiu's explanation, Niao Niao threw the towel at Er Erhong and said angrily: "I didn't ask you to wait for me to come back!"

"And you, do you think the second master will feel better after his brother's betrayal and his lover's death?"

"The same goes for Lord Buddha. Please accept whatever I ask of you!"

"And you guys, what bad ideas have you come up with? Shouldn't you stop me if something like this happens?"

Everyone in the audience was silent. Master Ba wanted to say something, but Lao Liu held him firmly.

Xiaobai said that when a woman is angry, it is best not to make any big excuses to him, but to just admit her mistake.

Therefore, Lao Liu said sincerely: "Niao Niao is right, we must pay attention next time."

Others from Jiumen: Black-backed Liu, you are really a Liu. I won’t have you in any future activities.