Chapter 740-741 Snow Mountain (One, Two)

These Tibetans were stunned by this person's behavior as if there was no one around. They had always believed that only the herdsmen living in Tibet could form the most sincere friendship with the Tibetan mastur.

Now the tacit understanding between Zhuang Rui and the White Lion obviously subverts their cognition, but the Tibetans like to get along with Tibetan mastists the most. The old village head, who can't walk quickly, tremblingly walked to Zhuang Rui and bowed deeply.

"Oh, old man, I can't afford it..."

Zhuang Rui hurriedly hid aside. Zhuang Rui really couldn't afford to salute him at such an old age.

"Xiaozhuang, you can accept this gift from the old man. He said that your white lion is the messenger of God, and you and the white lion can have such a deep relationship, that is, the friends of all Tibetans..."

When the old man saw that Zhuang Rui dodged, he quickly said a few words to Jiacuo, and the original text of Jiacuo was translated to Zhuang Rui.

Zhang Rui refused and said with a smile, "I can't do it, I can't do it. How can I salute my friends? Just let my friends have more drinks in the evening..."

"Yamu (good meaning in Tibetan), Yamu..."

After hearing Jiacuo's translation, the old man gave a thumbs-up to Zhuang Rui, and then turned around and spoke loudly to the villagers. Of course, Zhuang Rui still couldn't understand a word.

However, after hearing the village head's words, the crowd, immediately shouted and dispersed one after another, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Brother Gyatso, what are they talking about?" Zhuang Rui looked at Jiacuo beside him blankly.

Jacuo said with a smile, "The village head said that the most distinguished guests came to the village. They wanted to kill the sheep and greet us with the most solemn etiquette. Er, to be precise, it was to greet you..."

Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words. He turned his head and looked at the not many sheep on the hillside. He whispered to Jiacuo and said, "Brother Jiacuo, pay attention to how many sheep they slaughtered. Remember the number. When we leave, I will leave some money for them..."

Zhuang Rui knows that for herdsmen, every sheep is their most precious property and is not easy to kill. Only when they celebrate the Spring Festival or sacrifice their ancestors will they kill one or two.

And in this small mountain village surrounded by mountains, due to the region ***, there is no way to graze on a large scale, so these sheep are even more precious. The villagers have to rely on these sheep to exchange for oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar every year.

"Xiaozhuang, we Tibetans treat guests and will not charge guests. If you do that, the host will be angry..." Jiacuo shook his head. He is also a Tibetan. How can the host have to charge for entertaining guests?

Zhuang Rui smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "Brother Gyatso, just stay when you leave. Let's eat and drink enough, but this village has a lot less income..."

" By the way, Brother Gyatso, I just said that I would subsidize the children to go to school. Did the village head agree?"

Zhuang Rui was still a little confused. When Suonan told the village head that he wanted to subsidize his children to go to school, the village head did not have such a big reaction. He just made out with the white lion and won the respect of the villagers. This is really incomprehensible.

"I agree, he asked Brother Suo to thank you..."

Jia Cuo seemed to see Zhuang Rui's doubts, and then said, "The gifts between friends represent our friendship, but it doesn't mean that we can buy their respect with money..."

Zhuang Rui nodded incomprehensiblely. These simple Tibetans obviously have their own standards to measure things.

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As the night fell, the whole small mountain village became boiling. The villagers, who were originally dressed in dirty clothes, changed into various beautiful Tibetan robes, tied white Hada around their necks, carried scriptures and all kinds of delicious food, and began to *** along the village.

In front of the team are the two village girls dressed up as "Ram" (i.e. fairies), while the little lamas Bassan and Zhuang Rui were invited to the horse, which is a treatment that only the most distinguished guests can enjoy.

Other ordinary villagers are walking. Although the village is rugged along the mountain, their footsteps are still strong and light.

Someone was carrying an incense burner behind him, and someone was carrying a bundle of "hidden mulberry" on their backs. People shook the colorful arrows in their hands (used to attract auspiciousness and pray for good luck to come), all of them were happy like the Spring Festival.

In the middle of the team, several Tibetans respectfully carried a large Buddha statue. Some people specially put a mantle for it to avoid direct sunlight. The Buddha statue was surrounded by Tibetans, and the flags fluttered, ignited the smoke of the mulberry, which was solemn and lively.

Although including the playful children and the members of the mountaineering team, the *** team has only more than 100 people in total, but the atmosphere is still very warm. Finally, the crowd used the torch made of Zang Sang, circled around the mountain temple in the village, and returned to the valley field.

At this time, the preparations for the bonfire party have been completed. More than a dozen washed sheep were worn on the iron bar and hung on the shelf above the bonfire. Several Tibetan women were busy beside them.

The big bowl of barley wine was shorted by the old village head. Starting from Zhuang Rui, they respected them one by one. The Tibetan girls who could sing and danced well, dressed in beautiful costumes, sang and danced in the venue.

The firelight was printed on everyone's faces, full of happy smiles. A jar of barley wine was brought up. In this atmosphere, there is no need to communicate with words. It is the best communication to carry a big bowl and drink.

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Zhuang Rui, who woke up from drunkenness the next day, seemed to have only "bambam wine and roast mutton" left for the memories of last night. He didn't even know how he went back to the wooden house to sleep.

"Wow...Wow"

Zhuang Rui just sat up. Before he could look at the room he slept in yesterday, he heard the whimper of the white lion under the bed. If he hadn't been naked and wearing only a pair of shorts now, I'm afraid the white lion would have pulled his trousers and pulled him down to the bed.

"What's the matter, white lion?"

Although he has the habit of running with the white lion in the early morning at home, Zhuang Rui is lazy to move on this plateau. Although he is not at a plateau reaction, it is a little shocking to run at an altitude of 4,000 to 5,000 meters.

Naturally, the white lion can't open his mouth to tell Zhuang Rui what's going on. He can only put his head on Zhuang Rui and urge him to get up quickly.

"Do you want to find a daughter-in-law?"

Zhuang Rui suddenly remembered this. He never regarded the white lion as an animal. Zhuang Rui believed that the white lion absolutely understood what he said yesterday.

Sure enough, after Zhuang Rui said this, the white lion nodded his head very humanely, with a pair of bright eyes, staring at Zhuang Rui dryly.

"You boy, you don't know the subtle point..."

Zhuang Rui laughed and scolded. He took the clothes on his head and put them on his body. When he got up, he found that Peng Fei was also sleeping in this room, but he was not as good as himself, and he was snoring.

"Ah, comfortable!"

Taking the white lion out of the wooden house, Zhuang Rui stretched out and lived in this beautiful place like a landscape painting. Although there were no modern electrical appliances, it had a unique rural flavor.

"Brother Suo, good morning!"

Zhuang Rui saw Suo Nan coming out of another wooden house and hurriedly said hello.

"Hehe, it's not too late. It's noon..."

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Sonan couldn't help laughing. Yesterday, Zhuang Rui was the most popular person in the village, and he also drank the most wine. They were originally Tibetan guests, but they didn't drink much. He brought Zhuang Rui back yesterday.

"It's broken. I still want to go up the mountain..."

Zhuang Rui looked at his watch, and it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon. No wonder the white lion was so anxious.

"You can just walk around at the foot of the mountain. I asked you to make an excuse to climb the mountain, but I didn't really let you climb. I don't have any equipment at all. How can I go up the mountain?"

Suo Nan was just an excuse. He didn't expect that Zhuang Rui really wanted to climb the snow mountain.

"Hey, Brother Suo, I can't go if I don't go. Can you ask the White Lion if he agrees?" Zhuang Rui smiled bitterly when he heard the words.

"Oh, I know, I dare to love your Tibetan Mastator**..."

Sonam laughed, but he didn't have professional mountaineering equipment. It was almost a matter of death to climb this 5,800-meter-high snowy mountain. After frowning and thinking about it, Sonam said, "Let's go to that mountaineering team, or you can go up the mountain with them..."

Mountaineering on the plateau, the most important thing is physique and endurance. Everyone has seen Zhuang Rui's abnormal body. As long as you pay attention to it when going up the mountain, there is generally no big problem.

It was only after arriving at the place where the mountaineering team lived that it was found that in addition to the sick Wen Qiuqian and her twin sister Wen Qiuyu who took care of her, the rest had gone hiking in the morning.

These people in the mountaineering team were only supporting roles yesterday and did not drink too much. In addition, Wen Qiuqian's illness had been delayed for two days, so they began to climb the Tawadoji Zhiga Mountain early in the morning under the guidance of the local guide.

"Xiaowen, why don't you lend me your mountaineering equipment?"

When Zhuang Rui saw hiking poles, gloves, climbing ropes and other objects in the house, his eyes suddenly lit up. He already had a pair of hiking shoes with bottom nails. With these things, Zhuang Rui felt that there was no big problem climbing the snowy mountain.

"I can lend you everything, but Brother Zhuang, it's so dangerous to climb mountains alone..."

Wen Qiuyu nodded and advised Zhuang Rui.

Although the altitude of Zhuang Rui and others is now only more than 1,000 meters away from the top of the mountain, it may take at least one day to reach the height of more than 1,000 meters. Natural phenomena such as beasts and avalanches on the snowy mountains may endanger the lives of climbers.

"Xiaozhuang, wait a minute, I'll call Jiacuo and let him accompany you up the mountain..."

When Sonan saw that Zhuang Rui had paid attention, he probably couldn't persuade him. Now he turned back to find Jiacuo, because he knew that Jiacuo had been a mountaineering guide for a period of time.

Chapter 741 Snow Mountain (2)

Jiacuo was really experienced. After hearing that Zhuang Rui was going up the mountain and a few unsucciful words of persuasion, he immediately prepared.

After more than half an hour, Zhuang Rui looked at the two nearly half-waisted mountaineering bags on the ground, and his eyes couldn't help but straightened. Is this going mountain climbing or camping?

Jiacuo not only brought enough air-dried meat and other food for five people for three days, but also two tents and two sleeping bags, such as chocolate, a mountain knife for opening the road, a small spade to set up a tent, a pot for cooking food and a small oxygen bottle, UV-proof sunglasses, binoculars and many

What Zhuang Rui couldn't accept most was that Gyatso actually put two women's mountaineering hats in his bag.

The things in the room where the Wen Qiuqian sisters live, except for the two sets of cold protection, may have been searched away by Jiacuo.

"Brother Gyatso, you don't have to take so many things, do you?"

Zhuang Rui tried to carry the mountaineering bag on the ground. Fortunately, now the mountaineering equipment is made of special light alloy materials. Although it looks scary, it is not very heavy. Zhuang Rui does not have much burden on his back.

"I haven't climbed this mountain, but I've heard that this mountain is not easy to climb. Let's take more, and we should be prepared..."

Jiacuo's face is a little solemn. For things like mountaineering, the preparation must be done well. He once saw a mountaineer who fell from his side and died on the spot when he climbed Mount Everest.

And nature is changeable, and unexpected scenes often occur in the mountains. Although it is still July and August, the story of snowfall in June happens in the mountains.

The reason why mountaineering is an extreme sport is that in this process, although it can challenge the limits of the human body and stimulate human potential, it is often accompanied by death and disability.

"Brother Zhuang, I'll go with you..."

Just as Zhuang Rui was carrying a huge mountaineering bag and Jiacuo was about to go up the mountain, Peng Fei suddenly appeared. After waking up, he had been looking for Zhuang Rui for a long time.

"Don't, have a good rest. The mountain is not very high. I'll stay on it for one night, and I can go down the mountain tomorrow. Besides, there are only two sets of mountaineering equipment, so don't go..."

Zhuang Rui waved his hand. Peng Fei was injured. Although he was recuperate by his own aura, his body was relatively weak. Zhuang Rui didn't want him to take risks.

Seeing that Peng Fei still wanted to speak, Zhuang Rui waved his hand and said, "Stop it, brother, I can go in and out of the savage mountain. Are you afraid of this snowy mountain?"

"Well, Brother Zhuang, then be careful..."

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he knew that there were fewer beasts on the snowy mountain, and generally did not take the initiative to attack human beings, unlike the dangerous rainforest. With Zhuang Rui's physique, it should be relatively easy to climb this mountain.

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"Xiaozhuang, wait, don't go up the mountain so fast, you should allocate your physical strength reasonably..."

Following Zhuang Rui, Jiacuo felt that he was really old. In terms of age, he was only three or four years older than Zhuang Rui, but from his performance just now, he was like a fifty or sixty-year-old man.

After more than three hours, the two had come from the foot of the snowy mountain to a place at an altitude of 4, 900 meters. In more than three hours, Zhuang Rui did not rest once. He looked as relaxed as the white lion running in front of him, and he was not tired at all.

However, Jiacuo can't stand it. Now the ground is full of snow, and there is thin ice that doesn't melt all year round. He is really trembling when walking, and his physical consumption is very fast. Keeping up with Zhuang Rui's footsteps, it has made Jiacuo die.

And the temperature here dropped sharply. Even if he put on a military coat outside, Gyatso's lips trembled with cold. He couldn't figure out why Zhuang Rui was not afraid of the cold at all. He didn't have the thick long hair of a white lion.

"Okay, take a break, Brother Gyatso. Let's walk for another two hours, and we'll find a place to camp..."

Zhuang Rui looked at Jiacuo, who was panting and his cheeks were red, and stopped helplessly. To be honest, without Jiacuo, Zhuang Rui would have been able to climb halfway up the mountain.

Looking up at the blue sky, the top of the snowy mountain covered by white snow is like a circle of gorgeous white fox fur. Turning around and look at the foot of the mountain, the huge Tibetan gathering place has become much smaller at this moment.

Between the snowy mountains and the grassland, it is full of low locust trees and wild willows. Looking into the distance, it is full of wild flowers and a beautiful alpine grassland like a carpet.

In the vast desolate under the feet, it also contains the vitality under the irrigation of iceberg snow. Everything seems to be so pure and primitive, desolate and desolate, and the magical atmosphere is fused together.

If it weren't for some of the household garbage left by predecessors hidden under the snow, it would be like no one has stepped on it since ancient times.

Standing in the forbidden area of life, Zhuang Rui felt that both human beings and other creatures seemed to be so small. Looking back, the white and dazzling snow all over the ground seemed that there was only this monotonous and cold color in the whole world.

Even in midsummer, this place at an altitude of nearly 5,000 meters has nothing to do with the heat. There is only humidity and piercing cold, but there is no industrial exhaust, no chimney-contaminated air, and inhaling into the lungs makes Zhuang Rui feel very comfortable.

At first, Zhuang Rui, who thought that he was wearing sunglasses, had already put his eyes on the bridge of his nose, because if he didn't wear eyes, even if he was protected by Reiki, he would be sore and painful by the strong ultraviolet rays.

"Xiaozhuang, I said let's camp here, and it's getting dark..."

Hearing that Zhuang Rui wanted to walk for another two hours, Jiacuo's 30-year-old and 50-year-old face suddenly became like a bitter gourd. Jiacuo can be guaranteed, that is, Zhuang Rui, the best tour guide on Mount Everest, is also a rookie.

"Here?"

Zhuang Rui frowned and said, "Brother Jiacuo, let's go further. At our speed, we should be able to catch up with those students in two hours..."

The mountaineering team of Huaqing University left at seven o'clock in the morning, seven hours earlier than Zhuang Rui and others, but Zhuang Rui believed that he could definitely get ahead of him at his own speed.

"Okay, I'll eat something first..."

Jiacuo looked around. The place where he and Zhuang Rui were was just a vent, which was not suitable for camping. After sitting down, he took out chocolate and ate it. At this time, it was necessary to supplement body heat.

Zhuang Rui also took out the dried meat and chewed a few bites, and then took the white lion out with a DVD machine to shoot the mountain scenery. Jiacuo shook his head. If Zhuang Rui was asked to climb Mount Everest, he would definitely break the fastest record of climbing Mount Everest.

"Huh? What's the sound?"

Suddenly, Zhuang Rui heard a crisp cry and looked up. In the sky above his head, a big eagle was flying, and there seemed to be something under his claws.

"Damn it, this is a golden eagle..."

Zhuang Rui took out his telescope and chased the figure in the sky. On the golden eagle claws with a wingspan of several meters, he actually grabbed a jackal.

Zhuang Rui can see clearly. There are several bloody deep holes in the head of the jackal, which must have been caught by the golden eagle with its claws.

"I haven't seen a golden eagle for several years, but I didn't expect to see one here..."

Jiacuo, who is sitting next to him, also looks up and looks forward to the big eagle. Some good eagle training in *** can cultivate the golden eagle into the best partner of the hunter, which is even more important than the Tibetan Mastise.

One of Gyatso's cultivation of grazing on the grassland once raised a golden eagle. In one winter, the golden eagle actually caught more than 30 grassland wolves, which made Gyatso envious.

"Let's go. There is a golden eagle here. Maybe there is its nest on the mountain. Hey, Brother Zhuang, if you can get a baby, it's a beautiful thing..."

Seeing this sudden golden eagle, Jiacuo was excited. Zhuang Rui couldn't laugh or cry. Even if there is a nest of a golden eagle, there may not be a young eagle. Take a step back and say, even if there is a young eagle, who dares to sneak out the bottom of the golden eagle's eyelids?

However, Zhuang Rui is also very interested in the golden eagle. Dude, if he raises another golden eagle, isn't it like the ancients, like the ancients, leading the yellow on the left, looking at the blue on the right, looking at the northwest, shooting Sirius, how heroic it is?

Not to mention that with this power, Jiacuo's speed was actually much faster. When the sun rendered the snowy mountains golden yellow and the last afterglow was about to disappear, Zhuang Rui and Jiacuo heard that life came from the front.

"Is it Zhu Wei? I'm Zhuang Rui..."

When he was still 20 or 30 meters away from the first few figures, Zhuang Rui shouted loudly and turned on the strong flashlight at the same time, because the sun had completely fallen from one end of the snowy mountain.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with Zhao Jun?"

After approaching, Zhuang Rui found that the hot-blooded young man named Zhao Jun was lying in a thick tent at this moment, with his trousers stained with blood, while Zhu Wei and others were in a trance and a little at a loss.

"Speak? Stupid?!"

Zhuang Rui shouted loudly and woke up these dull-eyed guys.

"Brother Zhuang, Brother Zhuang, save us, save Zhao Jun..."

What made Zhuang Rui a little helpless was that these fragile brothers were about to shed tears. Even the most calm Zhu Wei's eyes were red, as if he saw Zhuang Rui as if he had seen his relatives.

"Drink a drink first, Brother Jiacuo, take a look at Zhao Jun's injury first..."

When Zhuang Rui saw several people, he was more excited. He took out a bag of barley wine, handed it to Zhu Wei, and said, "Don't worry, take your time, what happened to you?"