Mid-November.
My second grandfather, third grandfather, and my sister Guo Jiayan and I followed Faqiu Zhi and climbed the Kunlun Mountains.
Kunlun Mountain, hailed by the ancients as the ancestor of the "Chinese Dragon Vein", has an average altitude of about five or six thousand meters, with endless white snow as far as the eye can see. It runs across Xinjiang, Tibet, and penetrates into Qinghai.
After saying goodbye to grandpa and walking out of the magic ditch, we searched for some relatively valuable antiquities on the market in the ruins of the ancient Su's Jade Tower. Of course, the most convenient thing to exchange for money was real gold and silver. Although Su Daji at that time, Bronze coins were mainly in circulation, but the ancient Su family was a paradise and did not follow the rules, so they still valued gold.
The Snake King's scepter is made of bronze wrapped in gold skin, which makes it easier for us to find it.
According to the regulations of Bolan Realm, the battle uniforms we wore cannot be brought to Earth, so we still put on friendly old equipment.
I could still take a few trains before, but after leaving northwest Sichuan and entering Qinghai, the vast plateau was a place with no villages or shops, so I had to go to the herdsmen, buy two yak carts, and rush there. In winter, we used money to ask the grandmother from a herdsman's family to make several sets of woolen cotton-padded jackets.
The folk customs here are too simple. They know that SoftBank is a treasure, but this place is not interested in it. It relies on flesh and blood. Only extremely promising children will go out to see the world. There is no way, SoftBank must be left to grandma. , I was the best at hunting game, so I went to the wild forest with Fa Qiuzhi and hunted a lot of game. My grandma was so happy that she roasted it and gave us half of it.
We reluctantly said goodbye to my grandmother and her family. Not long after the yak cart had left, we entered extremely cold weather, and the yak’s calves were shivering with cold.
My sister Guo Jiayan had a bodhisattva heart and insisted on letting go of two poor yaks. These yaks eat mountains and have backers. They are all animals who know the way. They may be able to return to grandma's home. My grandfather will definitely not be happy. She said that I My sister tried her best to be childish, but I saw them fighting over each other, and I tried to persuade them with full feelings.
After that, we were led by Faqiu and walked into Xinjiang. We followed the edge of Kunlun Mountain before we found the mountain road where we could stay.
The soles of the cotton leather shoes on our feet were all barbed with iron nails. These things gnawed straight into the old mountain rocks and rarely slipped. We climbed the Kunlun Mountain step by step.
It’s hard for me to understand why the people living in the Kunlun Mountains, a place where no quails lay an egg and no birds poop, can live for thousands or even tens of thousands of years?
This is a plateau area, and the oxygen is extremely thin. Except for the abnormal hair mound finger, we all have red spots on our faces.
I thought to myself, this place is so hard, how can we raise a beautiful girl? If my fiancée Zhusha is an ugly woman, you tell me whether I agree to this marriage or not, I can't help but think of Wang Huizhen, and my heart I was so sore that I panicked.
Faqiu pointed out that I was out of tune and my morale was not high, so he took advantage of the opportunity and pulled me to the corner of the corner, lit my chest, and said: "You can hook up with my sister. Eight generations of our ancestors have burned high-quality incense. You If you are half-dressed but not half-dressed, I'm sorry, my sister, I don't want you to look good!"
He rarely gets angry, but this time, I felt like he was threatening me nakedly.
I said to myself, it depends on whether your sister is handsome or not. If she has a pig-headed face and my legs are on my body, I will go to Sai Naadam in Mongolia. You can control her.
After walking on the mountain road for about half a month, at noon, I covered my eyebrows with my hands and saw a wide rift valley in the middle of the Snowy Mountains.
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