My heart suddenly sank, I quickly put out the cigarette butt and went over to watch.
The black donkey's hoofs were just exhausted, and Shiry Yang was pulling out a black flesh nail from the lama's fingertips.
He didn't know what it was.
Although Tiebang Lama's skin has returned to normal, his complexion is getting bluer and greener.
A look at his breathing shows that although it is weak, it is still steady, but it is still difficult to say whether he can save his life.
I picked up the meat nail from the ground and looked at it.
There was also a very small piece of black meat hanging behind it.
This was probably the hard thorn that pricked the lama's finger.
This was not a good thing, and it was an ominous thing to keep, so he threw it into the fire and burned it.
Not one of the black hairs with the stench rising to the sky was left, and they were all completely burned.
Finally, he called Axiang over and saw that there was indeed nothing abnormal about Tiebang Lama, so he felt relieved.
I couldn't sleep a wink that night.
Lama Tiebang just woke up the next day.
He was so haggard that he seemed to have aged twenty years overnight.
His right arm could no longer move at all.
It seems that his eyesight has also been greatly affected.
The most important thing is that his energy and blood are exhausted, and he can no longer withstand movements.
In his current condition, it will take at least more than a year to recover, and it is impossible to enter Kunlun Mountain again.
High altitude areas of Karamir.
Tiebang Lama also knows that this is God's will.
Even if he reluctantly goes, he will only become a burden to others.
But what the lama was most worried about was that it was too difficult to find another divine singer.
Finally, he and I agreed to go to Karamir with us, but not to enter the Kunlun Mountains, and to wait for our return at the mountain pass.
And during our early preparations, he will try his best to narrate the long poem about the martial arts of the Great King of the World's Enemy-Conquering Orb and the Demonic Kingdom to Shiry Yang in Chinese.
Fortunately, Shiry Yang has the ability to remember things, and he will definitely be able to memorize a large part of them, which may be useful when he is looking for the Demon Kingdom Demon Tower in the Phoenix Palace.
In order to let the lama rest for a few more days, Uncle Ming was asked to take his people and take the road to Gazebuqing near Karamir in the Kunlun Mountains, where the equipment would also be consigned.
There are large areas of wilderness and no-man's land nearby, and there are many poachers.
In addition to buying weapons and ammunition from them, the task of the advance team is to find suitable guides and hire porters.
In short, there is a lot of preliminary preparation.
There is work to be done.
Fatty, Shiry Yang, and I waited until Tiebang Lama's condition improved before heading there.
Even far from the Kunlun Mountains, one death and one injury occurred, which inevitably cast a shadow on the road ahead of us.
Uncle Ming expressed his firm opposition.
If you want to take action, you must act together, and you cannot divide your forces into two groups.
I know that this old Hong Kong farmer must be afraid that we will dump him and go it alone, but no matter what we say, it doesn't work, so we have to give him the fat man as a hostage, and Uncle Ming is relieved.
I was afraid that Fatty would refuse, so I had to deceive Fatty and tell him to send him as the liaison officer.
The four people of Uncle Ming would be commanded by Fatty.
When Fatty heard that he was going to be the leader, he was overjoyed and agreed without saying a word.
Uncle Ming knew a lot about navigation, but he didn’t know what materials and guides were needed to fight in the mountains.
Although Peter Huang had fought in jungle battles for several years, he didn’t understand the meaning of fighting in the mountains at all.
They have never been to the mainland, so they naturally listen to the fat man.
Before setting off with Uncle Ming and others, the fat man held my hand and said, "Old Hu, the friendship between us has long been beyond calculation.
I just remember that it is higher than the mountain and farther than the road.
This time I will lead the troops to open up new territory first."
In the base area, the daughter-in-law of many years has become a mother-in-law.
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The fat man, the deputy commander, has finally been promoted to a regular position, but he can't bear to be separated from you.
I don't know whether to be happy or sad.
In short, I have all kinds of emotions and I don't know what to say. " I said to the fat man: "Since you really don't know what to say, why the hell are you saying that our troops have always been equal between officers and soldiers?
Don't show off to Uncle Ming and the others.
Of course, if the Hong Kong farmers dare to offend you, You're welcome."
After some instructions, he sent them off.
When Tiebang Lama was able to move around, he first performed a death ceremony for Adong, and then accompanied by Shiry Yang and I, we rode a yak slowly to catch a bus at Senge Zangbo.
Along the way, Tiebang Lama kept telling Shiry Yang poems about the Demonic Kingdom.
Shiry Yang listened and wrote and drew in his notebook.
In this way, we arrived at Gazebuqing more than 20 days later than Fatty and others.
Fatty and Uncle Ming had been waiting eagerly for a long time.
Seeing that we finally arrived, they immediately made arrangements for us to rest and eat.
We stayed in a herdsman's home.
Before dinner in the evening, Uncle Ming told me about the preparations.
Among the herdsmen there is a man named Congji, who is less than forty years old.
He is a typical Kham man, smart and capable.
His name means "the first day of the new year".
Uncle Ming and others hired this Ji as a guide because he was the only person in this area who had ever entered Karamir.
There were also fifteen yaks, six horses, and five porters.
Entering Karamir from Gezebuqing, you first have to cross a deserted no-man's land, where there are many ravines and no traffic conditions.
There is only an old-fashioned truck nearby with two-wheel drive.
Once you drive in, you can't even think of getting out.
Even poachers refused to go into that wilderness, so they entered with a large amount of supplies and had to rely on yaks to transport them there.
The equipment shipped from Beijing was all purchased by Da Jinya according to Shiry Yang's instructions.
It is ready and ready to go at any time.
I asked Uncle Ming how the weapons were.
We couldn't just bring two Remingtons and more than 70 rounds of ammunition into the Kunlun Mountains.
There were many wild beasts in the mountains.
Uncle Ming took Shiry Yang and I to the back of the herdsman's tent.
Fatty and Peter Huang were playing with firearms inside.
There were both long and short guns.
The models of the pistols were relatively uniform.
They were all poached and turned upside down from Southeast Asia. , may be leftover materials from the US military. 1911, the model is relatively old, but the caliber of .45 is large enough and the performance is stable.
It can be regarded as the classic among the classics among the US military pistols, the legend among the legends, Browning's masterpiece, and it is definitely a weapon for self-defense.
The long guns are a bit inferior.
There are only two small-caliber sports rifles of different models.
There is no one who is really good at it.
But with the two shotguns, it is enough.
After all, we are going to fight upside down.
Instead of going to war.
I looked at the rest of the equipment and found that it was indeed complete.
Not only were the Allison assault suits worn by the American mountaineering team, but even the diving equipment had been shipped.
The water systems formed by the melted snow under the Kunlun Mountains are criss-crossed.
All of these are prepared.
The most important ones are the traditional instruments such as black donkey hooves, glutinous rice, and vaginal claws.
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Tools that are not available on the market are all custom-made.
Yes, with these, I have more confidence.
I left some money and asked the local herdsmen to take care of Tiebang Lama and pick him up after we came out of Karamir.
If he doesn't come back in two months, ask the herdsmen to send Lama Tiebang to a nearby monastery to recuperate.
Tibetans are extremely religious and would take good care of the lama even if I didn't say anything.
When I saw that everything was ready, I decided to set off early tomorrow morning.
That night, Uncle Ming invited everyone to have dinner together.
This place is located at the intersection of Qinghai, Tibet and Xinjiang, so the food is eclectic.
Our dinner was very sumptuous, including cold yak tongue, braised pork with cordyceps, Tibetan buns, lung filling, enema, milk rice, grilled lamb chops, ginseng and mutton tendons, butter tsampa, and everyone drank a lot of highland barley wine.
Uncle Ming was a bit drunk and made some inappropriate drinking remarks.
He actually said he hoped this was not the last supper.
Disturbed by his words, everyone lost interest.
They finished eating hastily and went back to sleep.
Early the next morning, we said goodbye to Tiebang Lama and prepared to gather and set off.
Lama Tiebang put a khata on my shoulders: "Blessed by Bodhisattva, may you have good luck and safety all the way to the Phoenix Shrine."
I hugged the lama tightly and wanted to say something to him, but I was so moved that I couldn't help but feel happy.
No words can come out.
People drove teams of yaks and horses toward the northwest.
The northern Tibetan Plateau, deep inland, has a dry and cold climate, with vertical changes in temperature and rainfall.
Winters are cold and long, and summers are cool and short.
We are currently at the end of summer, the most unstable time of the year.
The desolate wilderness is the no-man's land known as "Chihuo".
Although it is completely uninhabited, there are many creatures in nature.
There are flocks of birds, wild animals appear from time to time, and the mountains in the distance stretch endlessly.
Behind the mountain and connected to the blue sky is a large expanse of white snow, but the distance is too far, and it is not clear whether it is a snow mountain or a cloud piled on the horizon.
I can only feel that the weather is myriad, with an indescribable mystery.
After walking for five days, we passed through no man's land.
Of course, the mountainous area we were about to enter was an area even more desolate than the no man's land wasteland.
There is a lake at the mountain pass.
There are many black-necked waterbirds in the lake.
They fly south in groups without being disturbed.
These birds are not migratory birds.
They flew away from the lake.
It may be that an avalanche occurred in the mountains and frightened them.
Another reason may be that it is a sign of the coming cold wave.
The superstitious porter said this was an unlucky sign and advised us to go back, but we were determined to go and were not moved at all.
I discussed it with the guide Chu Yi.
The altitude here is very high.
If we go up the mountain again, some people in the team may not be able to bear it.
There are countless ancient glaciers in this mountain, and there is a lot of snow on them.
Walking through the valley can easily cause avalanches.
However, Chu Yi has been going to Karamir with monks to collect medicinal materials since he was a child.
He is very familiar with this area and knows how many It was a deep depression that could be passed safely, so everyone was allowed to take a short break at the mountain pass and lead the team to the "Zanggu Valley" twenty minutes later.
Along the way, Shiry Yang had been sorting out the information dictated by Tiebang Lama, and took the time to repair the Portuguese priest's Bible map, and finally gradually sorted out some clues.
At this time, I heard that the next step was to pass through the Zangbone Valley, so I asked the guide, Chu Yi, why there was such a place name "Zangbone Valley" and whose bones were hidden.
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This mountain range is called Karamir, and what does that mean?
Chu Yi told everyone: "It is unclear whether there are human bones in the Zanggu Valley.
The reason why it is called this name is because it is the place where all the beasts in the mountains commit suicide.
Every year, there are a large number of yellow sheep, bison, hidden horses and bears.
Run there and jump down to the bottom of the ditch.
The pavement is filled with the bones of wild beasts.
No matter how brave you are, you would not dare to go there at night.
As for Karamir, it means the ocean of disaster.
Why is it called this unlucky name?
Even if it is the longest beard.
The herdsmen don’t know either.”
Shiry Yang and I looked at each other, both trying to find the answer on each other's faces, but like me, she couldn't imagine the truth behind this ancient legend.
The phenomenon of wild animals committing suicide in groups occurs all over the world, especially among sea creatures.
However, it is almost never heard of animals from different groups mixing together and committing suicide together.
It is also a bit unbelievable that this Tibetan area, which worships mountains and lakes, would name this mountainous area with such an unlucky word as "Sea of Disaster".
The guide Chu Yi explained that the legend of Zanggugou was told by the old people many generations ago.
Whenever the full moon was like a basin, the wild beasts in the mountains would look at the moon, jump from high places into the ditch and fall to their death.
Their death appeases the anger of the gods; there are also legends that any animal that jumps into a ditch and dies can escape the animal realm and be reincarnated as a human being.
But no one who is still alive in the world has ever seen a beast jumping off the cliff there, and they don’t know whether those ancient legends are true or false.
However, in Zanggugou, you can still see the remains of many beasts.
At night There will be will-o'-the-wisps flickering, and the terrain there is complex and connected to the ancient Shenluogou glacier.
If you want to find a place surrounded by four snow-capped mountains, it is at Shenluogou Glacier.
It will take more than five days to get there.
The complex terrain of Shenluogou is rare in the world.
This northern Tibetan plateau is sparsely populated and has a harsh living environment.
The vicinity of Karamir is almost entirely uninhabited land, and most areas are inaccessible.
Chu Yi himself had only gone to Shenluogou to collect herbs, and he had never been further there.
There are many snow mountains and ancient glaciers in Karamir, but the only glacier surrounded by four snow peaks is the Shenluogou Glacier.
All the first grade of junior high school could do was lead us there.
The expedition team rested at the mountain pass for more than half an hour and continued moving forward.
People who were exhausted and had difficulty breathing were all riding on horseback.
The guide Chu Yi put the shotgun and Tibetan knife on his body again, took out a skin bag filled with highland barley wine, drank a few big gulps, and then whipped He waved three times in the air to inform the mountain god, and then said to everyone: "If you want to enter the Zanggu Valley, you must first climb the Gaqing Slope and leave."
After that, he shook the prayer wheel with one hand and carried the leather whip with the other.
Lead the way into the mountains.
The rest of the men and horses followed him, wandering around the mountains until they finally arrived at Gaqingpo, also known as Gaqinggao.
Although there is a slope in the place name, it is not inferior to the high mountains.
The clouds and fog here covered the place, and the Kangba men in the first grade of junior high school didn't think anything of it, but Uncle Ming couldn't hold it any longer.
In the past, mainlanders who came to the plateau could not adapt to altitude sickness.
They would die if they stayed on the plateau for more than 60 days, because the air pressure would gradually enlarge the heart and exceed the body's load over time.
Later, although this kind of sickness can be alleviated through medical means. situation, but there is still great danger.
I have always found it a bit strange.
Normally, someone like Uncle Ming would have spent enough money, so why would he be willing to throw these old bones into the Kunlun Mountains and risk his life to find the glacier crystal corpse?
Later, I learned from Han Shuna that all that was left of Uncle Ming's family was the house in Beijing and a few antiques.
His two sons in Hong Kong had lost all their wealth through gambling, and he still owed a lot of money.
A debt.
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Uncle Ming wanted to take another big shot while his legs and feet were still moving, otherwise his two sons and goddaughter would have to drink the northwest wind when he returned to the west.
After knowing this, I also felt some sympathy for Uncle Ming.
I was worried that Uncle Ming and Axiang might get into an accident if we walked higher up, so I caught up with the first-year student in front of me and asked him how far he had to go before entering the Zanggu Valley.
On the first day of junior high school, he suddenly stopped, waved to me, and pointed diagonally downward for me to look there.
I looked in the direction he pointed.
The surrounding clouds and mist were being blown away by the mountain wind, and a deep groove was opened on the ground.
Looking down at the deep stream from a high place, I could only see a thin air.
It was unpredictable, let alone After jumping from here, I felt scared just by looking at it.
If the clouds and fog on the top of the mountain were thicker, people who didn't know the terrain here would definitely continue to move forward and fall into a deep ditch and be shattered to pieces.
Below is the Zanggu Valley.
The location where we are is the legendary place where countless beasts jumped to their deaths.
The locals call this place the Beast-killing Platform.
Chu handed me a leather bag containing highland barley wine and asked me to take a few sips to drive away the cold mountain wind.
He said to me: "How about I call you Duji from now on?
Duji means Vajra in Tibetan."
Brave means that only true warriors dare to look down at the Zanggu Valley from the Yanyan Platform.
Brother Duji, you are good."
I took two sips of wine, grinned at the first grade of junior high school, and thought to myself, you don’t know, but those few glances just made me feel a little cramped in my calf.
If we take a detour now, we can still get out of Zanggu Valley before dark.
We were about to urge the yaks to go over, when the mountain wind picked up again, and the thicker clouds above our heads slowly moved away, revealing a towering mountain of snow.
The peak emerges from the sea of clouds.
This silvery snow peak looks like it is in the sky, and it seems to be within reach.
No wonder the locals say: "When you reach Gaqinggao, reach out and grab the sky."
Chu Yi and the five porters were used to seeing it, but we mainlanders who were not familiar with snow-capped mountains saw our eyes wide open and wandered for a while, until other clouds drifted over to cover the snow-capped peaks.
Leave step by step.
I checked the time at the entrance of Zanggu Valley.
Due to my miscalculation of the speed of travel, I had no time to cross the deep trench before dark.
It seemed that I could only camp outside the trench for the night and wait until dawn the next day.
Set off.
However, the altitude at the entrance is also above 4,500.
When we climbed the Gaqing Slope just now, some people with poor physical strength had severe altitude sickness.
Although they took medicine, they did not get much better.
They had to find a place with a lower altitude for them.
After a night's rest, the only option is to enter the Zanggu Valley.
The guide Chu Yi said that things like hauntings and wild beasts committing suicide are long-standing legends.
To be honest, I don’t believe it, but it is still dangerous for us to go in at night.
Although there is no threat of avalanches there, if there are loose rocks on the cliffs on both sides, even if a small piece falls, even if there is an iron pot on the head, it will be smashed through.
This is one; the other is Thousands of wild beasts have died inside, and the bones are covered with bones and phosphorus.
The yaks and horses are easily frightened.
Although yaks usually look very honest and honest, once they get mad, we will be trampled to death by them in such a narrow bone ditch.
I looked at Uncle Ming's family of three lying on the horse, and felt rather embarrassed.
In the end, Shirey Yang came up with a compromise, letting the yaks go in front, and the rest of the people and horses behind.
There were a lot of dry bones in the bone ditch.
Camping behind a tree will minimize the risk factor.
After discussing some details, we finally decided to camp in a ditch.
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After entering the Zanggu Valley, which is less than 3,000 meters above sea level, those who had difficulty breathing finally got a chance to breathe.
The reason why this place is called a ditch rather than a valley is because the terrain is too narrow, with cliffs cut like knives and axes on both sides.
Looking up, there is only a sliver of sky.
The ditch is full of rocks and weeds, and there are indeed countless bones among them, most of which are some cow and goat horns.
These things have been immortal for thousands of years.
It is said that the Shenluogou connected to this place has a completely different environment from here.
There are dense virgin forests and many rare plants.
The mountains are especially rich in medicinal materials, so they are also known as Medicine Mountains.
After walking about a quarter of the way, night had fallen, but we still couldn't find a suitable place to camp.
The yaks were already a little agitated.
For safety reasons, we had to find a nearby place with a few dead trees to stop. , pitched a tent and buried a pot to boil water.
Everyone sat around the fire to eat and drink, and the generous guide Chu Yi told everyone about Tibetan folklore.
I ate a few bites in a hurry, then left the campfire and sat alone on a broken tree stump not far away to smoke.
Before I had taken two puffs, the cigarette was snatched away and stamped out by Shirey Yang who came over: "Smoking on the plateau is very harmful to the body, so you are not allowed to smoke.
I have something to discuss with you."
I originally wanted to tell Shirey Yang how you are just like the fascists, but I gave up the idea.
Ever since I entered the Zanggu Valley, I have had a strange feeling.
Shirey Yang must have sensed some unusual signs. , so you came to me to discuss this.
This is related to everyone's life safety.
It's better to stop joking and get down to business.
Sure enough, Shiry Yang came here for this matter.
The large number of beast bones in the ditch caught her attention.
The remains of ox horns, sheep horns, and bear heads seemed to be as recent as two or three hundred years ago.
If it's true as the legend says, why haven't wild beasts jumped into ditches to commit suicide in recent years?
I thought about it and told Shiry Yang that the legends handed down from ancient times may only retain some shadow of the truth and cannot be treated as the truth.
Those wild beasts jumping off cliffs seeking death may be surrounded by wolves, or they may be tempted by some natural factors.
Although those things are unimaginable, they do exist in the world, but I think at least they do not exist here.
The half-volume fragment of a book left to me by my grandfather was written by a gold-touching master in the late Qing Dynasty.
It also mentioned the structural layout of the nine-story demon tower in Tibet.
Maybe in the past years, a gold-touching captain had also failed.
Nine-story monster building.
A tomb in the form of a demon tower must be accompanied by two dragon-shaped burial trenches of the same size.
Perhaps the bone burial trench we are in is one of them.
The remnants of the Demonic Kingdom's Reincarnation Sect may have held rituals here.
A well-known sacrifice.
I kicked half of the dead tree stump next to me, and there was a very vague three-eyed human head and ghost face on it.
It was left behind hundreds of years ago at least, and it was almost weathered.
Since I entered the Zanggu Valley, I have seen several similar totem marks.
This should be good news for us, indicating that we are not far from the Phoenix Temple.
Shiry Yang and I were studying the layout of the sacrificial ditch and the location of the demon tower, when suddenly we heard people surrounding the fire exclaiming, their voices full of panic and confusion.
I hurriedly turned around to look, and the scene in front of me was unbelievable.
In the hazy moonlight, a huge Tibetan horse bear was falling from a thousand meters in the air with its claws and teeth
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