C918 Infant Nocturnal Crying(part I)

Along the way, the White Wolf King chased, then the Snow Crash, and then the ghost soldiers. After experiencing all of this, the spectators were completely exhausted. They finally found a place to rest, and with a warm bonfire and a stomach full of food, it could be said that they slept soundly, and even the old man couldn't bear to wake them up for dinner.

Everyone slept for more than ten hours. Moreover, they didn't wake up willingly, but because they were woken up by the sound of a baby wailing one after another. When he walked out of the tent, he saw that the snow had started to fall again. Although the snow in front of the tent had cleared a path, the snow by the side of the road was already as deep as his waist.

"Zhu Gu, you've finally woken up! It just happens to be in time for our bonfire party! " Seeing Lin Bai and the rest walk out of the tent, the old man had a smile plastered on his face as he walked over quickly. After bowing respectfully towards the living Buddha, he turned his head towards the people in the village behind him and said, "This is a true living Buddha. It is an honor for our village to have a Bodhisattva that descends from the heavens!"

Upon hearing the words of the old man, everyone rushed forward and surrounded Gesun, one by one kowtowing reverently. There was even a little girl holding a pure white Hada in her hands as she offered it to Lin Bai and the rest, obviously treating them as honored guests.

However, when he saw the excited expressions on these people, Lin Bai was truly puzzled. He saw that many of the tents had been crushed by the snow. According to this old man, some of the animals and yaks they kept had also ran away because of the snow and some of them had even been crushed by the snow. For these nomads, this was a huge loss.

But even before such a huge loss, the old man and the villagers were still so happy. This made Lin Bai unable to understand. According to common sense, they should be drooping their heads and complaining about the hardships of life. They should be thinking about how to live after the coming spring.

Could it be that this was the benefit of having a faith, allowing them to forget about the suffering when the people of faith arrived in front of them?!

Perhaps he had seen the confusion in Lin Bai's eyes, the old man smiled and said: "When you were resting, a child was born in each family in my village! The suffering would eventually pass. A new life had already been born, and it wouldn't be too far away. And there is still the living Buddha who has come personally. He will definitely bless us and bring us happiness and hope! "

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Bai couldn't help but sigh in his heart and look at the old man a few more times. If it were not for the calluses on his hands and the wrinkles on his face from the wind and snow, Lin Bai would not have believed that the person in front of him was not an old man wandering the Tibetan region, but a philosopher or a poet who was deeply immersed in reading books.

"Burn the bonfire a little brighter, sing a song, roast the beef and mutton meat, and bring out the qingli wine. Let's celebrate while the Buddha is still alive tonight. Let's take advantage of the fact that there is another life in our village!" This old man was obviously an extremely outspoken and straightforward person. Lin Bai and the others had already stood up, waving their hands as they spoke with incomparable loyalty.

As soon as those words were said, a lively young man hastily added firewood to the bonfire, as well as the straightforward Sis who dragged beef and mutton meat and seasonings out of her tent and hung it on the grill. The hospitable Tibetan men even took out large bottles of green wine from their wine cellars, filled a few bowls, and began to toast Lin Bai and the others.

For the rest of the journey, they had been constantly rushing about, but now, they finally had a chance to rest. No matter what, the meat and wine were all accepted. The Tibetan people were hospitable people, and when they saw Lin Bai and the rest's outspoken expressions, the wine in their cups was endless. Although the qingli wine was turbid, the alcohol was extremely strong. After drinking it for a few cups, the faces of the crowd all flushed red to their ears.

In addition, the young ladies in the village, while the others were still drunk, started dancing around the bonfire. However, this Tibetan dance was extremely different from the dance Lin Bai had seen in Miao Village. The Miao Man's dance was delicate and beautiful, but the Tibetan woman's dance was rough and grand.

Under everyone's encouragement, even Zhuo Ma personally went up to the stage and danced around the bonfire. It had to be said that singing and dancing was something that the Han race couldn't compare to these minorities. Even a high ranking member of the Bureau of Ecclesiastical Affairs like Zhuo Ma exploded the moment he arrived next to the bonfire.

"I can't believe it, I really can't believe Director Zuma has such a trick up his sleeve!" He really did not expect that Zhuo Ma, who drove even fiercer than a man and had great patience in handling matters, would actually have such a gentle scene. It seemed that the words spoken by a strong woman on the outside were not empty words.

Although the dance in front of him was joyful, although the wine in the cup was mellow, and the meat in his hand was sweet, the matter of the ghost soldiers borrowing the Dao was still lingering in Lin Bai's heart. Moreover, as he drank more, he felt that something was wrong! However, right now, the singing and dancing was much smoother. Lin Bai didn't want to ruin the joyous atmosphere in the village because of him.

"Elder, something bad happened!" "There seems to be something wrong with that child at Yanzhima's house. Hurry up and go take a look!" "Just as Lin Bai was deep in thought, a young man ran into the tent from afar. His face was filled with panic as he hurriedly said this.

"With an esteemed guest here, there's no need to panic. I'm sorry about that!" The old man glared at the young man who was rushing over. He turned to Lin Bai and smiled, "Esteemed customer, I'll go over to take a look. If there's anything I can't do, please forgive me!"

After nodding with a smile, he let the old man leave. However, looking at the old man's back, Lin Bai kept thinking about how he should tell this old man about the matter of the ghost soldiers borrowing their paths in order to prevent him from having too much misgivings. Moreover, he wouldn't treat himself and the others as divine sticks.

"Wasn't the child perfectly fine when it was born? Why did something go wrong so quickly? What exactly happened?" After leaving the bonfire, the old man's expression immediately became solemn. He turned his head towards Lin Bai and the rest's location and softly said, "The distinguished guests are all here and there's even a living Buddha. You being so flustered is no joke!"

"If it wasn't extremely urgent, I wouldn't dare to act like that. You should just go over and take a look!" "Central Jima is crying so much right now!" Hearing this, the young man sighed and said slowly. However, his eyes were filled with unease.

The old man snorted and said angrily: "What's there to be scared of?!" You youngsters have never had children before, so you are all too cautious. Just a small cough is enough to make you feel sick! Think about it, when you guys were young, didn't we still work at the same time and grow up? We didn't even see you guys doing anything! It's just that the weather is a bit cold and the children are getting a little cold. "