The Valley of the Dead is located in the remote mountainous area in the western part of the motherland.
Although it is called Valley, it is actually a town that has long been deserted.
This town is not shown on the map, but almost everyone who walks in the Yin and Yang realms knows about it.
What is so special about this Valley of the Dead?
According to rumors, all the people in the Valley of the Dead are undead.
Undead, that is, dead people.
So it can be said that this Valley of the Dead is something like a ghost village.
But just based on the name of an undead, he would not be so famous.
There is another very special reason, that is, the people here still have physical bodies.
In other words, they are undead who can live like normal people.
Some people may not understand yet, so let me explain again, they are not zombies, they are dead people, but these dead people are very special and can still live a normal life.
So it can be considered that these people are real Yin people.
But in the end, no one knows why these people became like this except themselves.
Some people may ask, since they have died, why did their souls not enter the underworld?
In fact, I'd also like to know why.
I once asked my two uncles, Black and White, but unfortunately, they only told me that the Valley of the Dead is a strange place and they are not under the control of the underworld.
Then I'm surprised.
After a person dies, the underworld is not in charge, but who is in charge of heaven?
Maybe it's like this, maybe it's not like this.
Let's talk about the Valley of the Dead.
The name of the Valley of the Dead has been around for a long time.
Originally, only some older "people in the world" knew it.
But later, I heard that some flowers of the dead grew near the Valley of the Dead, and this flower of the dead was even more famous.
It is said to be miraculous and can bring people back to life.
In order to seek immortality, some people gathered in the Valley of the Dead, hoping to be lucky enough to obtain a flower of the dead.
But the strange thing is that people who go to the Valley of the Dead either disappear mysteriously, or they settle down in the town and become members of the Valley of the Dead.
But even so, many people still take the risk to come here to look for the Flower of the Dead, but it is unknown whether anyone has found it.
It is precisely because of this gimmick of the flower of the dead that the reputation of the Valley of the Dead is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it has become an alternative and extremely mysterious place in the world.
Perhaps only Uncle Xiao Ma and him know why my dad asked us to follow Uncle Xiao Ma to the Valley of the Dead.
But Uncle Xiao Ma didn't say a word about this matter.
I tried hard and soft methods to no avail.
I had no choice but to slowly look for the answer.
The journey from the Northeast to the Great West is still relatively long.
We first took a passenger car, then transferred to a train, then a passenger car, then a tractor, a horse-drawn carriage, and now, there are no cars left, only two legs.
Seeing Uncle Ma sitting on the magic weapon and slowly flying forward, I was really jealous.
The sneakers on my feet are almost worn out now, and I don’t know if I will encounter any small towns along the way.
If I don’t encounter any, I’m afraid I will have to go barefoot in the end.
The place we are at now should be the western part of Qinghai Province.
All around me is the endless Gobi desert.
When the wind blows, the dust rushes towards me, making it impossible to hide.
I really can't understand why Uncle Ma chose such a broken path.
At least rent a car or use other methods to travel.
If you want to cross the Gobi Desert with your legs, isn't that asking for trouble for yourself?
Well, you can’t say that.
He was flying and we were walking, so it should be said that he was looking for trouble for us.
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Although I'm not tired at all, if I keep going like this, I really don't know when it will end.
I wanted to talk to Uncle Xiao Ma to reason with me, but when I thought about how he might scold me, I decided not to do it.
"Brother Nian, can you still move around?
I'm almost exhausted."
Brother Nian heard this, smiled slightly and said: "Of course I am tired, but isn't this practicing?
How can we practice without suffering?"
I really admired him about spiritual practice.
He even referred to suffering as spiritual practice.
He was worthy of being a "master".
I could tell, and I had nothing in common with him.
It's better to talk to the little girl, otherwise I will die of suffocation.
"Little sister, are you okay?
How can you, a grown-up girl, endure such suffering?
If you get tanned, how ugly it would be."
Hearing this, Ma Xiaomei'er chuckled and said, "What do you want to say?
Just tell the key points."
I thought about it for a moment, and then said straight to the point: "Can you discuss with your dad and let him take us for a ride?
It's so slow, but it's so cool to fly in the air."
Ma Xiaomei'er curled her lips and said: "Fei, you are overthinking it.
It would be nice not to let you climb.
Let me tell you, the reason why my dad lets us walk on foot is actually to increase our endurance.
If the endurance is better, people will Your physique will be strengthened, and when the time comes, you will get twice the result with half the effort."
I was not happy to hear this.
She could question my laziness, but she could never doubt my IQ.
How can a smart person like me not understand anything?
"Little sister, it seems that it is better for us to talk less in the future.
Basically, we have no common language.
I want your father to give us a ride.
Do you think it is for myself?
I am not here to take care of you.
Brother He Nian, you two are not as advanced as me, so it’s not trivial for me to take this path.”
Hearing this, Ma Xiaomei'er giggled and said: "You mean, you are doing it to care about me?
You said so earlier.
If you really care about me, why not carry me on your back?"
Let's go and say goodbye."
As I said that, I walked forward without looking back.
What's wrong with this world?
These people are obviously very tired, but they insist on speaking harshly.
In the end, they are still suffering.
I really can't figure it out, so I can only continue this never-ending journey.
Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, the sun had already taken a break from get off work.
Looking at the flaming clouds in the sky, I became even more impatient.
At this moment, a big bird suddenly flew over from a distance.
I took a closer look and saw that this guy turned out to be a huge vulture.
Birds of prey like vultures are actually very easy to identify, just by looking at their heads.
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Their back necks are naturally hairless, and their body shape is very similar to that of eagles, both of which are very large.
Therefore, vultures also have other names, such as vultures and mountain eagles, which all refer to vultures.
The biggest characteristic of raptors like vultures is that they eat meat.
They feed almost entirely on meat, and mostly on carrion.
I vaguely remember that among ethnic minorities, there is a popular funeral ritual of sky burial.
That is to say, when a person dies, he or she is not buried in the ground, but the body is placed in a designated place for vultures to eat.
Therefore, it can be considered that ethnic minorities have a certain complex towards vultures.
Now I see a giant vulture here.
I don’t know if it’s good luck or bad luck.
The vulture flew quickly and finally circled above our heads.
Its circling makes people feel somewhat strange.
Just when I was about to think of a way to drive away the vulture, a "crackling" sound suddenly sounded in front of us.
We looked for the sound and then became confused.
There were not only bursts of noise ahead, but also flying dust, as if many animals were rushing towards them.
The sound got closer and closer, and until finally, a shocking scene happened.
I actually saw hundreds of foxes swarming towards me.
It was they who made such a big noise.
But I don’t understand, how come there are so many foxes in such a good place?
What is their connection with the vulture above my head: