Now that we have obtained the relics, we planned to quickly meet up with Mr. Feng and the others. However, just as we were leaving, Yueyue's heart-rending scream suddenly came from the other end!
I saw a pool of blood dripping out from under Diao Ye's fur coat...
"How could this happen? How could this happen? How could you be injured? When did you get injured?" Yueyue asked Diao Ye one question after another.
We rushed over one after another. Lao Jiang lifted up the corner of Diao Ye's coat and saw that there were several fatal wounds on his abdomen and chest, but they were all suppressed by Diao Ye using his deep internal strength.
"Yueyue, listen to me." Master Diao stretched out his hand, and Yueyue immediately leaned his face towards it.
She called out to Mr. Diao: "Dad, it's okay. You will be fine. We have just reunited. You can't bear to leave me, right?"
The color on Diao Ye's face has completely gone. I can't believe how he managed to survive step by step without being discovered by us.
He stroked Yueyue's cheek, his eyes full of reluctance: "You are a good boy. My father is already dying. I, Gu Pengtian, can hear you call me father before I die. I have no regrets." No regrets.”
"Yueyue, in the old house, there is a very important box under the photo of you, Ningqing and me. Open it. There is a souvenir of the Samanatra inside!"
"Would you like to disband it or pass on the position of chief executive to someone else? Dad will do whatever you want."
Yueyue held Diao Ye's hand tightly: "No, don't leave, you are the only relative I have, dad, don't..."
"Good boy, I'm going to find your mother. I've been sorry to you all my life. I owe her a lot. I miss her so much." Mr. Diao said this with anger.
He suddenly stretched his hand to the sky, as if he saw something.
"Ning Qing, you are still as beautiful as when we first met."
At that moment, Diao Ye's hand fell.
Yueyue instantly let out a heart-rending cry: "Abba! Abba!"
This unparalleled hero finally took off the burden of being a monk and went to find the woman he loved most in his life. At this moment, Yueyue finally believed that what his mother said was right. His father was always a dedicated and affectionate good man. I have never been in love with someone else.
I proposed to bury the body of Lord Diao at the place where the pagoda disappeared.
Diao Ye has been traveling in the northwest for most of his life, and sleeping with the northwest may be his biggest wish!
"No, I want to take him back and bury him with his mother."
Yueyue wiped her tears and showed a determined look: "They didn't spend a long time together when they were alive, but they can finally stay together after death..."
We are about to set off anyway. As long as we travel fast enough, we should be able to transport him back before his body rots. After all, the camels, crows and peacocks are all still there.
Soon, we met up with Mr. Feng and the others.
After seeing the body of Lord Diao, the camel cried loudly, but the crow calmed down at this moment: "No, we must not let outsiders know the news of Lord Diao's death. We must keep it strictly confidential."
"Otherwise, if you walk as a monk, you will definitely suffer disaster!"
When Peacock and others looked at us, we all raised our hands to indicate that we would not reveal this secret.
The camel still couldn't suppress his sadness, and the peacock suddenly slapped him: "Why are you crying? Do you want to destroy the foundation that Mr. Tou has worked so hard for in one day? Remember, Mr. Tou is still alive and living. In prison, not a single tear can be shed."
At this time, Peacock suddenly sniffed, looked at Yueyue and said, "Miss, I don't know if it's appropriate to call you this."
"Zong Baotou's previous song had his own reasons. He did it because..."
Before Peacock could finish, he was interrupted by Yueyue: "I know, I know, he loves me and my mother!"
Seeing that Yueyue was about to cry out of breath again, I briefly told Peacock and the others what happened after entering the pagoda.
I saw camels, crows and peacocks kneeling down on one knee towards Yueyue: "It's great that you can forgive me, boss! From today on, the Three Saints of Zuosha are willing to ride for the eldest lady, without any complaints."
Some of them either received the life-saving grace of Diao Ye, or they grew up in Diao Ye's hands since they were young. Their kindness is as great as a mountain, so they regard Diao Ye as both a father and a teacher.
In this life, they were willing to do everything they could for Diao Ye, and they were willing to sacrifice their lives for the Samanas. But now that the person they swore allegiance to was no longer there, this kindness has been extended to Diao Ye's daughter, Yueyue.
I couldn't help but choke up when I thought of Diao Ye taking care of me along the way.
Without Master Diao's guidance and help, we would never have found the pagoda, and the relics would not have been brought out so easily.
Lao Jiang also made a promise to Yueyue and Luotuo: "Don't worry, you have done such a big favor for Qilin. If it comes in handy in the future, it doesn't matter!"
Later, I don’t know what method Peacock and the others used to prevent the news of Diao Ye’s death from spreading among the world.
Everyone even saw Diao Ye with their own eyes.
Of course, this is all a story for later...
Only then did I realize that Mr. Feng was being scolded next to him. At this time, in front of Nuwa, he really looked like a pitiful old disciple.
She was so aggrieved that she followed Nuwa Xiaoxiao and endured waves of scolding.
"I told you not to drink, I told you not to mess up, but you actually got poisoned by others, where can I put this face?"
"After you return, I will punish you by not drinking alcohol for three months."
Feng Lao immediately turned pale: "Isn't this going to kill me? One month, one month, okay?"
"Okay! Then add another month, Xiyue." Nuwa Xiaoxiao said fiercely.
……
It's not that easy to get Mr. Feng to stop drinking. The whole journey was filled with his pleading and attempts to bargain.
We left the Desert of the Dead as quickly as possible. Looking back at this vast sea of sand, we wonder if we in this generation can see the Silk Road prosper again?
Back at Yumen Pass, it was time for us to say goodbye to Ayim Khan.
Unexpectedly, the white camel encountered near the black storm was actually the leading camel raised by Ayim Khan. The old woman was very excited that they could go back alive.
When she saw the dzi bead that Ayim Khan brought back, the old woman cried.
They finally found their eldest son, but unfortunately, he had to stay in the desert forever!
That night, Ayimhan and his wife made red willow wood skewers, ramen, roasted whole lamb and other delicacies for us to entertain us and thank us for everything we had done.
"No, it should be said that we want to thank you. Without you as a guide, we don't know how many times we would have died in the desert."
Everyone raised wine to pay tribute to Ayim Khan.
As they were talking, Zaler, who had returned to the desert, was mentioned again for some reason. The old couple immediately hugged each other and burst into tears.
No matter how hard everyone tried to persuade me, I couldn't help but said, "Don't you have a second son? As long as he is around, there will be a new life."
"The story of the Desert Ship will be passed down forever!"
Ayimhan's expression improved slightly.
After eating, drinking, and having a solid sleep, we finally arrived at Mogao Grottoes. Due to emotions and reasons, we all wanted to come here.
Maybe it's because of the Taoist priest in black?
I want to take another look at Dunhuang for him and take another look at the beautiful Mogao Grottoes.
Isn't this the last place he worried about?
Hearing that we had indeed taken back the colorful glazed relics, Chang Shuhong smiled like a child, holding our hands tightly and chanting: We are saved, we are saved.
Yes, Chang Shuhong knew that Dunhuang could be saved at this moment.
He will also stay and continue to guard this holy land in his heart!
When we were leaving, I didn't know if it was because I was dazzled or hallucinated, but I vaguely saw Chang Shuhong standing on the Mogao Grottoes waving to us, and there were a few more figures on the left and right.
Those were actually Bai Bing, Xiao Wu, etc. who had already sacrificed their lives.
And behind them, I actually saw more shadows. They were members of the archaeological team who always accompanied the Yin Ruins, including Baishui, Qiu Xiuxiu, Lu Baoping, etc.
They all bid us farewell with smiles like spring breeze.
Even, under a Buddha statue in Mogao Grottoes, I saw a waning old Taoist priest sweeping the dust on the ground with a broom.
Next to him stood a man in black robes, that man was Wang Chengfeng!
He will accompany his father to guard the Mogao Grottoes.
At this moment, all of them merged into one and became the eternal patron saint of the land of China!
Seeing this scene, the tears I had just tried to control could no longer be suppressed and burst into my eyes.
I opened the notebook I carried with me, left it on the second page, and wrote this: "In 1935, this was my second mission with Qilin, and I brought back the first thing in my life. Two national treasures - colorful glass relics! In the vast desert of Dunhuang, I saw the light of Buddha on the Silk Road, witnessed the beauty of human nature, and witnessed the sacrifices of each and every one of them. Thank you, those who are full of tears for China. ”
Later, the Dunhuang Academy was finally established, and it was Chang Shuhong who served as the director!
He spent the rest of his life doing two things repeatedly, the first was to restore the murals, and the second was to protect the cultural relics, so that the Mogao Grottoes could be left to future generations.
But what is strange is that the first rule Chang Shuhong established after becoming the dean was: 'All workers who visit the Mogao Grottoes must remain silent for one minute facing the Buddhist caves. ’
At that time, major newspapers speculated, what was the purpose of doing this?
Some people guessed that they were asked to worship the Buddha, while others speculated that they were asked to respect the archaeological results.
But only I know the real meaning behind this...
This is for everyone to remember all those who sacrificed their lives on the road to protect national treasures.
Although you are unknown, you deserve my salute!
