The RV didn't stop until 3 a.m. late at night, when the whirring wind swept the snowflakes and quickly buried the road.
It was the middle of winter, and the mountain road was already rough, with heavy snow blocking the road ahead, and snowdrifts everywhere around.
They had already reached the depths of the mountains, dozens of kilometers from the end of the road.
"The car won't drive anymore," Bai Ze shouted.
After Luo Yan walked to the driver's seat, he reached out and pressed a button.
Then I heard a snort, and the front of the car sprayed some kind of liquid, and as soon as it was stained with ice and snow, it melted the snow and opened a path.
"This is a special snow melter, and I have prepared forty kilograms, which is enough to keep going until the end of the road."
As he spoke, he also looked at Lan Mu, who was resting silently, and he knew that Lan Mu only needed to turn into a fire demon to run rampant in this mountainous area.
However, Lan Mu didn't do this, but fortunately, Luo Yan had the mind and specially prepared a special snow agent.
An hour later, the road came to an end, and the S202 road came to an abrupt end, with a large road sign buried in ice and snow standing in front of it, indicating that this was the end of the S202, and the direction of the two mountain roads was drawn.
Luo Yan pointed to a mountain road on the right and said: "The mountain road on the right is the mountain road leading to the Jiba Menba Township, which is the most remote village in southern Tibet, which has been blocked by heavy snow in the mountains for many years, and it is one of the territories of the Menba people, who have lived in the mountains of southern Tibet for generations, and still live a very primitive life, only speaking their own language.
The car can't go until here, and the rest of the way has to walk. ” He pulled out a set of snow mountaineering suits, the kind for people who climb Mount Everest.
"There's only one set, Lan Mu.
I won't follow the rest of the way, after all, I can't be missing for too long. ” Lan Mu understood.
Luo Yan can only do this, and the rest should be his own efforts.
"Okay.
You can send them out of the country secretly, and you don't have to worry about the rest. ” Lan Mu changed into snow clothes, carried a shovel and rope on his back, and got off the car and walked up the mountain.
He walked for about half an hour, ready to fly in as Bi Fang.
But he stopped suddenly, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Fang Moqi rushing over with a sled.
Fang Moqi didn't wear a snow suit, just a down jacket wrapped around his body, his face was full of red light, and he laughed while running.
Lan Mu was stunned.
Qi said: "What are you doing here?"
Fang Moqi hugged Lan Mu and said as he walked: "Come with you, I once told you, there are not many places in this world that I haven't conquered, and there is only one in the country, and that is the Himalayas." ” "Alas" Lan Mu was speechless, but since he had followed, then forget it.
Fang Moqi's words are not too cumbersome.
Although he doesn't dress much, he has a good physique and experience.
It's out of the way.
The two of them walked along a path on the edge of a rock, stepping on more than a meter of snow under their feet, almost trudging through a snow gully.
An hour passed, and the mountains were still mountains.
Road is still road, snow is still snow.
There seems to be no end to the long road.
Fang Moqi said: "The timing of our entry was not good, just in time for the heavy snow.
Even the Menba people, who grew up in the snow-capped mountains, do not dare to walk in the mountains in this weather. ” The snow was too deep.
Every step is a drain on the body.
Lan Mu smiled slightly: "This road must be taken by outsiders, and real mountain people will not take it." ” Fang Moqi was stunned.
I don't know what that means.
I saw Lan Mu step aside, sprinkle some snow deceleration, and melt a large area of snow, revealing the ice on the mountain.
He smashed it with a shovel as he used the snow melter, and soon broke through the ice to reveal the hole inside.
"Is this hole been?"
Lan Mu said with a smile: "This should be a tunnel opened by the Menba people in the mountains, and there should be many such tunnels in the entire mountainous area, which can completely avoid the dilemma of heavy snow closing the mountains." ” His spiritual power had found this kind of tunnel deep in the interior of the snow-capped mountains.
Fang Moqi exclaimed: "I have dealt with the Menba people, and I have never heard them mention the tunnel."
Lan Mu laughed and said, "It is estimated that they only want to use it for themselves, and they don't want to use it for you outsiders." ” With that, he walked into the tunnel first.
The tunnel is low, and the two have to bend over.
It was much warmer inside, there was no snow, and the speed of the journey was more than twice as fast.
Along the way, a lot of Tibetan-style scripture cloth was laid, and there were unique Tibetan seal carvings on both sides of the tunnel.
On the ground, you can often see all kinds of birds, beasts, fish, insects carved in stone, as well as wooden pestle-like utensils.
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After walking for about a few kilometers, the two came to the exit, and there was light outside.
Half of the exit was covered with ice, and Lan Mu chiseled the way, and his eyes lit up immediately when he stepped out.
In the middle of the mountains lie small villages surrounded by snow-capped peaks and forests, but in the middle there is a large meadow that supports the self-sufficiency of the villages.
The ten small villages are the Jiba Menba township, who enjoy the pastures in the mountains and live a life of farming and grazing.
The closest to the tunnel exit is a temple full of Tibetan style, with many Tibetan characters outlined on it, revealing ancient flavors.
Fang Moqi sighed: "The Menba people live a very good life, I couldn't believe that there would be such a simple and leisurely mountain village in this deep mountain and old forest when I came here before. ” "It's just that they have their own culture and language, and although they use Tibetan, most of them believe in their own witchcraft, but their witchcraft has merged with Buddhism to form a strange religion."
They were spotted at the entrance of the temple by several Menba people, armed with bows and arrows and long knives, and were running towards here in amazement.
Fang Moqi took the lead and greeted him and spoke a singing-like language.
Watching Fang Moqi communicate with the Menba people, Lan Mu was dumbfounded.
"How many languages do you know, old man, how do I feel that you can communicate wherever you go?"
I didn't know what Fang Moqi said to the other party, but several Menba people immediately laughed and led them into the temple.
A monk received Fang Moqi, and it seemed that the two still knew each other.
Fang Moqi pulled Lan Mu and introduced: "This is the master of Zhuo Mistake, he is actually the person with the highest status in this township. ” "He asked me how I found the tunnel.
I told him it was discovered by accident.
It seemed that there was some religious element involved in the tunnel, and he was a little unhappy.
I asked.
He said that it was the way to die, and that non-believers would be haunted by sneakiness when they walked by. ” Lan Mu couldn't help but laugh.
He looked carefully at his mental power, and he never had anything sneaky, not even a ghost.
But this is a religious custom, and he doesn't need to pick a thorn, he just knows it in his heart.
Fang Moqi said something to them again, and then left the temple on the mountain.
The master sent the two down the mountain, and after passing through three villages, they came to a river valley, and the climate suddenly became hot again.
A two-meter-wide river passes through the village and appears to flow from a towering snow-capped mountain in the distance.
The locals were very hospitable, and Fang Moqi took out some outside handicrafts as small gifts for them, and was immediately surrounded by the Menba people singing and dancing, eating and drinking.
After a day of repairs, they rushed overnight to the village on the edge of the Jiba Menba township, at the end of the pastures in the river valley.
There are mountains in front of me, and there will be no such good valleys for the rest of the journey.
It will be a series of towering mountains Looking at the snow-covered peaks under the clouds, Lan Mu thought for a while and said.
"Old Fang, if you don't stay here, I'll go in and find it alone."
Fang Moqi glared at him and said, "Do you think I'll back down, but I'm excited all over now." ” "Poof" Lan Mu was speechless.
I thought that I would just keep my feet on the ground and find it step by step, maybe there would be a different kind of fun.
Fang Moqi asked, "Lan Mu."
Why do you have to find Shambhala?"
Lan Mu asked rhetorically, "Why do you have to explore the world?"
Fang Moqi froze, he couldn't answer this question.
"But even the dragon can't find it.
How could you possibly find it, and even if you did, you would end up missing. ” Lan Mu smiled: "This is maybe. ” A four-day trek.
They crossed two large lakes and climbed over four mountain peaks.
Several times he could have walked shortly, but he forcibly crossed the mountain head-on, so he took a lot of unjust roads.
They have to take a detour, of course, to avoid the base of the Hidden Dragon, and all the easy roads will be discovered by the Hidden Dragon's sentry, so they must take the road to challenge the limit.
"Whew finally turned over" "This mountain is Yarula's fault, and when it is turned over, it is the area with a high incidence of disappearance, and the approximate range of the entrance to Shambhala is just south of this mountain."
Fang Moqi said, but his face was not good-looking, he was too tired.
There are no roads at all along the way, and almost all of them are over the mountains.
At high altitudes, it is difficult to breathe, and the physical exertion is even greater.
If it weren't for Fang Moqi's rich experience and strong physique, it would be really difficult for ordinary people to climb four mountains in four days and trek dozens of kilometers in a row.
Lan Mu also relied purely on his human physique, if he hadn't drunk bamboo leaf wine, I am afraid he would have been tired and would have fallen down.
"The next road is much easier, although there are high mountains, but you don't have to avoid the hidden dragon, you can choose a gentle road."
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As they continued to move forward, along the way, Lan Mu swept the distance with his spiritual power every time he reached the top of a mountain, and he did not find any abnormal areas.
No anomalous radiation, no anomalous areas, no anomalous creatures, no anomalous items "There is really no trace, the disappearance is definitely related to Shambhala" Lan Mu also began to suspect that Shambhala was just a legend, and the mountains under his spiritual power were exposed without concealment, unless Shambhala was on the top of the mountain, and the altitude was too high for him to scan, it was impossible to evade Lan Mu's search.
"What are these people doing?"
During the mental perception, he suddenly saw a group of blonde foreigners climbing the cliff using sucker gloves and ropes.
Lan Mu was very surprised, none of them were Chinese, and they would never be members of the Hidden Dragon.
"It seems that we are not the only ones who have avoided the sentry and entered this no-man's land."
"They obviously also know the distribution of the sentry posts in Qianlong, and they also specially brought all kinds of climbing equipment, so they are clearly prepared."
"Are they also looking for Shambhala?"
Lan Mu's eyes narrowed, and he and Fang Moqi walked towards the group of foreigners.
They walked higher and higher, on the protruding part of the side wall of the cliff, and at their feet was an abyss.
By the time Lan Mu and the others walked to the location of the group, they had already climbed a higher section of the mountain.
It is about 3,000 meters above sea level, and foreign teams have reached an altitude of 4,000 meters.
In perception, six foreigners joined in a line, climbing upwards in the gale.
To be continued
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