Everyone first rode yaks back to Senge Zangbo, and then took a ride to Gazebuqing. Although there was no good road along the way, and everyone's intestines were about to break, it was still better than riding a yak and walking step by step. A lot.
Needless to say, it was a hard journey. Except for Lin Feng, most of the others only had half their lives left when they arrived at Gaszebuqing. Especially Uncle Ming and A Xiang, who lay in bed unable to get up when they arrived. , I slept like this for three days before I reluctantly got up from the bed and came over to Lin Feng and the others to discuss the next trip.
"Oh, Brother Lin and Brother Hu, I'm so sorry. As people get older, their health deteriorates. It's a joke for you. I didn't expect altitude sickness to be so severe. I remember when I was making a living at sea, what? I have never seen such strong winds and waves, and I didn’t expect that I would be like this due to altitude sickness at my old age." Uncle Ming said with a helpless look.
"It's okay, Uncle Ming. Now that we've rested, can we set off?" Lin Feng didn't want to talk about all that nonsense with him, so he asked directly.
"Of course, I'll come over and discuss it with you." Uncle Ming said quickly.
"Well, now that you are all well rested, let's set off as soon as possible. All the supplies and supplies have been prepared, and I have hired a porter and a guide nearby. The guide is from the herdsman family where we are staying. , my name is Ji, I will introduce you to you later." Lin Feng said simply.
"Okay, okay, please, Brother Lin. If you hadn't taken care of us all the way, we probably wouldn't have gotten here." Uncle Ming said politely.
Of course, Uncle Ming and the others did not prepare supplies. In order to show their sincerity, Uncle Ming took Lin Feng, Hu Bayi and Fatty to pick out some weapons from their supplies. They were all poached from Southeast Asia. They were just some M1911s that Lin Feng and the others looked down on, and a few shotguns. They were not as good as the ones that Lin Feng and the others bought from the poacher that Lama saved before. But in order to reassure Uncle Ming, they I also picked a few handfuls and held them in my hands, and pretended to thank Uncle Ming. The scene was friendly and harmonious.
Coming from Uncle Ming's tent, the fat man muttered as he walked,
"Just a few broken pistols and treat them like treasures. Just like I want them, Fatty. Here, madman, you can keep them. You have a lot of space anyway." The fat man said and threw the pistols at Lin Feng. come over.
Lin Feng caught it and threw it back.
"Keep it well and keep it on your body all the time. This is what we did to show Uncle Ming. Although we don't need to be afraid of them with our strength, we must be careful and make no big mistake. In history, there are not many incidents of capsizing in the sewer." ? You know the Great Wall? Just because Qin Shihuang’s tens of thousands of troops didn’t pay attention to the woman named Meng Jiangnu, she secretly cried down a section of tens of kilometers of the Great Wall. If she cried down, wouldn’t the construction period be delayed for several months? This is a typical example, fat man, you must take this as a warning."
"What? Madman, what kind of examples are you talking about? Does this have anything to do with us? And the example you mentioned of Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall is a fairy tale and feudal superstition. As five good young people in the new era, we must Determined..." Fatty heard Lin Feng start to talk nonsense, so he couldn't hold it back and started talking nonsense along with him, and the atmosphere became much happier.
In the evening, Uncle Ming wanted to invite everyone to have dinner together. He said that he was not in good health and had caused trouble to everyone. He wanted to apologize to everyone and wish them success in their next actions.
In order to boost morale, Uncle Ming’s dinner was also very sumptuous. Cordyceps-roasted pork, Tibetan buns, overcooked yak meat, grilled lamb chops, butter tsampa, and cold yak tongue. Everyone’s mouths were filled with oil. Finally, we drank a lot of highland barley wine, and the atmosphere was very lively until Uncle Ming's drunken words - "I hope this is not our last supper." immediately wiped out everyone's interest, and everyone went back to their tents to sleep. .
Early the next morning, Gu Li, under the leadership of Jiji, set off on the road to Karamir.
This Ji translated into Chinese means Chu Yi, so Lin Feng and the others just called him Chu Yi, which made him feel closer.
"You are in the first grade of junior high school. The rest of the journey depends on you. You can lead the way, but our team will definitely obey the command. And we are foreigners. If there are any taboos, I hope you can tell us early and stay out of here. It would be bad if we violated some taboo and affected our pure and beautiful friendship." Lin Feng spoke to Chu Yiyi enthusiastically.
Chu Yi was a shrewd and strong Kham man, and he was also quite forthright. He smiled and said to Lin Feng,
"There is nothing that requires special attention. You have been here for a long time. You must be aware of some of the taboos of the Tibetan people. Others should be fine. Of course, if you encounter them, I will remind you in time."
A long procession of yaks and horses headed northwest. It was late summer, and the climate on the northern Tibetan Plateau was very unstable. The wilderness they were in was called Chihuo No Man's Land. There are not many people, but there are quite a few wild animals. The adaptability of animals is always much stronger than that of humans.
The sky is blue. People in this era still don’t understand how precious the blue sky is. Only Lin Feng, a person who has traveled through time and space, knows how precious the blue sky is. Occasionally, a few white clouds will fly by quickly, like Like the flowers dotted in the blue sky, they are vivid and pure, and at the end of people's eyes are the rolling snow-capped mountains. The snow-capped mountains are hidden in the clouds and mist, giving people a mysterious feeling.
As he walked, Lin Feng suddenly thought that in every adventure, rushing is the theme. The adventure only lasts a day or two, and most of the time is spent on the road. Although the blue sky is beautiful, the air is fresh, and man and nature are in harmony. , but it’s really boring to keep rushing like this. Fatty can’t stand being so bored, so he will come over to chat with Lin Feng or Hu Bayi from time to time.
"Crazy man, are there any more interesting games that we can play on the roadside? Fatty, I'm almost bored to death. I really hope that a hidden horse bear will rush out from the side now. Let's fight for 300 rounds and have a good stretch. Muscles and bones.”
"With your small body, you can't even withstand a slap from the Hidden Horse Bear before you burp in the farts. You still have to fight for 300 rounds. What are you thinking about?" Lin Feng sneered.
"What's wrong with bragging? You're so boring." The fat man said speechlessly.
"Fat man, if you are really bored, go and listen to the lama telling stories with Shirley. Don't you like listening to stories the most?" Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Oh, come on, the Lama Master has been talking about this Buddha fighting that demon king, or that demon causing harm to the world. There is nothing new at all. I was tired of hearing it yesterday, and I don't know why our Miss Yang... I like to listen so much. Isn’t it possible that Americans’ teachers didn’t tell stories when they were young, so they can still listen to such boring stories?” the fat man complained.
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