The Anarchic Consort

When he was a phoenix king, Helen Weiwei never knew what it was to be happy.

She crossed the world, hand-dyed blood, and was not allowed by the Buddha and the Tao. Every time she returned to the Daxiong Hall, someone would avoid it because of the blood in her body.

She often doesn't understand why she is alive.

She does not have the mind of Purdue.

So the more you grow up, the more boring you are, so that day after day you do things you don't like, no friends, no one talks to her, and no freedom.

Some are only the supreme Buddha, she does not understand the mercy of all living beings.

Now, look at this person in the coffin.

She finally understood.

In the heavens and the earth, if it is really worth moving, it is also because there is such a person, it becomes noisy.

Therefore, she will never give him to anyone...

Helian Weiwei reached out and closed the coffin, then gave Tang Shao a phone call. There was almost no bedding and went straight to the theme: "I need a batch of fresh blood, preferably from a regular large hospital through blood donation. of."

"Are you having something?" The man in the sofa stood up, his uniform in his uniform, his eyes looking at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window: "Related to your man?"

Helian Weiwei did not hide, and paused: "I solve it myself."

I heard her say that the man did not ask much, and the voice was very light: "What blood type of blood do you want, I call and let them take a box out of the hospital."

"Don't want blood in the blood bank, blood to be donated, blood like that, human nature will not be too bad." Helen Weiwei said here, and paused again: "I want to go to Tibetan areas and need a local person to meet me." ”

"I understand." The man licked the cigarette in his hand. The voice was pure: "I will ask the person on the side of the blood bag, but Wei Wei, I want to know, how long will you stay there? Prepare more fully."

Helian Weiwei knew that she was a little panicked this time. Fortunately, Tang Shao reminded her that she had stabilized her breath and that her brain began to work closely: "There are ten days and more months, but I don't know. I even connected to me. There are two people, and it is best not to be disturbed where we go."

"Well, you fly directly to the address below..."

The advantage of having a private jet is that you can avoid a lot of investigations and go directly to where you want to go.

It is only the place where Helen Weiwei went this time. It is the largest no-man's land in China.

Hoh Xil, Qinghai, a first-level nature reserve, with a snow line of 3,000 meters.

The terrain is high and the temperature is extremely low. Even Tibetans rarely live in this area.

Helen Weiwei looked back at the coffin on the plane. This time they did not bring the pilot. The plane was opened by Helianweiwei himself. When the parked, the Tibetan antelope drinking from the lake seemed to be frightened. The beginning of the run.

But this did not affect Herlen Vivi. She opened the cabin door and immediately there was a Tibetan dressed up man running over.

The man was wearing a heavy felt with a hat on his head, a hand on his head, his left hand on his chest, and after seeing Helen Vivi, he said with a smile: "Zhaxi Deller."

The Tibetans’ voices are very bright, and people’s feelings are better.

Helen Weiwei took off the flying headphones on his head and looked at him with both eyes. He also smiled: "Zhaxi Dale."

"To be honest, I really didn't think about it. I can still get business this season." Tibetans looked at Helen Weiwei's clothes, blunt Chinese: "You better wear more points, it's too cold, the highest temperature." I have to lose zero, you can’t hold it. My name is Tashi. You can call me this way. Now no one will go to the mountain at this time. You need a local guide. But the wind is too big today, too much time. Late, I suggest that we set off tomorrow, there is a fire and milk tea in the tent, you can drink a little warm body."

Helen Weiwei went to the door of the hatch, the smile did not change: "Tashi, thank you, but the guide thing is even, Tang Shao should say hello to you, I will go to the coldest side now, after the tea Drink again, I have a bag that looks a bit big, I hope that when you see it, you can calm down, don't be surprised and don't call."

At this time, I received a business. Tashi already knew that this would be a weird guest. After all, the head of a private tour to Hoh Xil would not be normal.

It is easy to lack oxygen here, and there are very few people. What is dangerous, it is hard to let people know.

"Good." Tashi looked at Helen Weiwei, and the light calmed down: "But you have to bring the mountain to the tent, and the sled dogs, they can still play a role."

Helianweiwei nodded: "I will bring the tent, but the sled dog will not be used. I have a Tibetan mastiff, it can help me."

"Tibetan?" Tashi looked around, where is the Tibetan Mastiff?

He Lian Weiwei's finger moved and read a spell, his voice was low: "Little black, come out."

Tashi was still looking for a Tibetan mastiff. One did not make a mistake. He saw the depths of the cabin. A black-haired hound walked out. Its body was surprisingly large, probably because the coat was too pure and stood in the dark. As if the body is full of dark fog.

Is the Tibetan Mastiff so big?

Tashi was puzzled. He saw a lot of Tibetans and there were a few heads at home, but he never saw such a large Tibetan mastiff.

"This is what I brought. The character of Xiaohei is very good. You can put everything you want on your back." Helen Weiwei said as he approached a little.

At this time, Tashi only saw what was pulling behind her. The face suddenly changed. But he did not say anything. Instead, he took out a rope and handed it to Helen Weiwei: "Would you like it?" With this pull, the chain is too cold in your hand."

"No." Helen Weiwei smiled: "Tang Shao said yes, you are very professional."

Tashi looked at the pure black coffin again: "Many people will come here to bury, but I saw the first time someone came with a coffin. To tell the truth, it is quite infiltrating, but you Han people have always been more meticulous. Probably want to make your friends go better."

Helen Weiwei slowly stroked the coffin, and the corner of his mouth was gentle: "He didn't go, he was sleeping, and you might see him later."

Tashi did not take Helen Weiwei’s words seriously. In his opinion, Helianweiwei could not accept the departure of his friends. After all, even those Tibetans knew that no one could be kept in the coffin or still alive. Unless the scam.

But the pure Tibetans have always been kind, their Ala, and teach them not to marry any soul, even if it has passed away...

To the reader: May 4, 2016 at 18:22, second.