A Chong looked out the window with his eyes, his thoughts fluttered aimlessly in the snow all over the sky.
Many years ago, he witnessed his uncle's tragic death, and he was also poisoned. In a critical moment, the mysterious Professor Zhang appeared and saved his life.
Since leaving Lijiacun, he has followed Professor Zhang to travel north and south, making his home from all corners of the world. He has gone through all the vicissitudes of life at a young age and has seen so many weird and unthinkable things.
The relationship between him and Professor Zhang is very delicate. Professor Zhang helped him treat his illness and taught him many things. He worked for Professor Zhang. It stands to reason that the relationship between the two should be very close. But they always keep a certain distance between them.
The impression of Professor Zhang has always been very serious, and he seldom expresses emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in front of him. To A Chong, Professor Zhang is like a stern teacher.
Professor Zhang has no children and never married. For him, work is everything. Except for work, they rarely communicate with each other.
For so many years, A Chong has been very lonely.
He has never tasted the warmth of family. Apart from curing diseases, his life is work.
Accustomed to physical pain and seeing too many lives and deaths, A Chong's heart had already become cold. For a while, he even felt that he was a body without a soul, or a wandering soul without emotion.
It wasn't until he met Zi Yang unexpectedly that A Chong suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart, as if he had met a long-lost relative.
A Chong is also very conflicted in his heart. On the one hand, he wants to get in touch with Zi Yang more, and on the other hand, A Chong does not want Zi Yang to get too close to him. He knows how dangerous the world he lives in. He doesn't want Zi Yang to be involved in his "work". He hopes that Zi Yang can live an ordinary life like ordinary people.
But things backfired, and A Chong felt that Zi Yang was sinking deeper and deeper...
Suddenly, Su Rui slammed the brakes, and the violent turbulence pulled A Chong back to reality from his memories.
"What's the matter?" A Chong asked Qingwen's crooked body. Qingwen has been in a coma since controlling the spirit. He relied on A Chong to inject glucose to supplement his nutrition.
"The jeep stopped." Su Rui replied looking at the rearview mirror.
Everyone got out of the car and rushed over, watching Lao Wang squatting beside the jeep and saying annoyedly: "No way, the car broke down."
After subduing the "giant corpse", everyone drove hurriedly. Although they drove full horsepower, the thin air in the plateau caused the car's power to be seriously insufficient, and it was very difficult for the vehicles to travel on such harsh road conditions.
After persisting for a day and a night, Pharaoh's Jeep finally couldn't hold it. The engine struggled and coughed twice, spit out a puff of white smoke, and completely stopped.
Pharaoh touched the hood with a stunned look. From entering Tibet to the present, the jeep has been overloaded. It has been running for thousands of miles in the harsh environment. It can support this seven-handed jeep. Up.
Su Rui's land cruiser was not much better either. It was a miracle that he had run on the rugged mountain road for so long with most of the weight and the body of the giant corpse of 3 or 4 jin.
Su Rui used a telescope to observe the terrain in the distance. In fact, there was no road ahead. The terrain was winding upward, with gravel everywhere, and it was very difficult for each kilometer to go forward.
Lao Wang complained: "Jin Guoqiang, SB chose what assembly place, and the car can't get up."
Zi Yang comforted him, "This kind of plateau expedition is inherently unpredictable, and accidents are inevitable. Moreover, Jin Guoqiang also temporarily changed his plan. He is not familiar with this. We can only adapt to the situation."
Lao Wang snorted: "It doesn't matter to change the plan, but don't be abducted into the ditch by the old dog Li."
What Lao Wang said was exactly what Zi Yang and the others worried about. Although Jin Guoqiang brought a few well-trained staff, Uncle Li was too cunning. If he deliberately spoiled him, Jin Guoqiang might not be able to handle it.
But so far, Uncle Li has no motivation to do so, unless they make a major discovery...
Su Rui looked at the map: "Now there are two options. The first is to drive around the road and go in a circle from the other direction to the assembly area."
Zi Yang looked at the map in her hand and shook his head: "It's not realistic. You have to walk dozens of kilometers longer. Can your car support it? And now we have only one car left. There is no room for so many people. ."
Zi Yang worriedly looked at the giant corpse sitting there motionless, now this "thing" has become a huge burden. "It" has been uploaded all the way to the present, and the tires have burst once. A Chong didn't say how to deal with this guy. I don't know what he meant by keeping it by his side
Su Rui nodded and said, "I think so too. We are only a few kilometers away from the assembly site in a straight line. If we take a shortcut, it will take about 1 to 2 hours."
Lao Wang was anxious, "What do you mean? Are you going to abandon your car? It's not that serious, right? What a pity..."
It was not his broken jeep that Pharaoh was distressed, but the land cruiser Su Rui.
Su Rui said, "There is no way, it can only be this way. We are in a hurry now. If we take a long road, we still don’t know what will happen-and there is not enough fuel. Now it is not realistic to continue driving, although it is only a few dozen kilometers. But for this kind of terrain, at least it will take a long time to drive."
"Blame this big..." Old Wang looked at the giant corpse and stopped talking, then changed the subject, "Would you like to call Jin Guoqiang to pick us up?"
Zi Yang complained about him: "Can you be a little prosperous? Find someone else when you have trouble, and Jin Guoqiang whenever you have trouble-I think he has a bit of truth, Su Rui, can you contact Jin Guoqiang?"
Su Rui shook his head, "I tried to contact a few times after the signal was broken yesterday, but there has been no response. I can get in touch with my brother, but they are too far away from us to count on."
Zi Yang said anxiously: "In this kind of communication interruption, how likely is the equipment failure?"
Su Ruidao: "It's very small. The communication equipment we use is military-grade, and the main components are backed up, so they can't be contacted unless..."
Su Rui doesn't say that everyone understands her subtext, Jin Guoqiang and Li Shu's team may have an accident.
A Chong, who has been silent for a long time, looked up at the towering mountain peaks in the distance, and said blankly: "There is no time to hesitate, abandon the car and walk."
Everyone glanced at each other. Although A Chong had been taciturn, his words were equal to orders. Even the old prince who had a lot of nonsense had to admit his authority, and everyone was quietly packing things up.
Before departure, the car contained a lot of materials in large and small bags, and after the consumption on the road, it was almost used.
Zi Yang, Lao Wang, and Su Rui each carried a set of hiking bags, which contained water, food and medicine. A Chong tied other equipment and tents to the giant corpse, carrying dozens of kilograms, but it was as good as nothing-it was finally able to make use of it.
After everything was cleaned up, A Chong carried Qing Wen on his back. The group braved the wind and snow and marched towards the assembly ground at the foot of the Himalayas.
Pharaoh looked back three times and looked at the mottled jeep reluctantly. The first car in his life was scrapped like this. It was even more uncomfortable than the first time a broken relationship...
Zi Yang patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "Don't let the old one go, and the new one won't come. Let's go back and make a better one."
Lao Wang seemed to be inspired: "Why wait to go back? When I meet Jin Guoqiang, I will punish him and let him reimburse us!"
Su Rui pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word. These two brothers can be so funny no matter what the situation is. They are really natural optimists.
The "shortcut" they chose was not easy to walk, not to mention the rugged terrain, and the harsh wind and snow. God seems to be against them deliberately. Since leaving the village of Luorongdengpa, the climate has become very bad, not only the temperature drops rapidly, but also the wind blows from time to time.
Su Rui used a climbing rope to connect the people together, and the giant corpse walked in the front to help everyone block the wind, just pulling and walking like this.
Climbing a section of rugged mountain, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. On the hillside a few hundred meters ahead, colorful flags appeared, blasting fiercely in the wind.
The colors of the flags are very mixed, red, yellow, white, blue, and green. The cloth strips are more than ten meters long. One end is wrapped around a pillar a few meters high in the center, and the other end is fixed on the surrounding ground, between the earth and the sky. Floating ** swaying.
"Five-color Wind Horse Prayer Flags!" Su Rui stopped and gasped. "Right here, take a break and add water and food."
Everyone came to the front and saw that these cloths were of various shapes, squares, angles, and strips. The materials are also very mixed, such as cloth, linen yarn, silk and earthen paper, some of which are made into the appearance of small flags, which are printed with densely packed Tibetan mantras, scriptures, Buddha statues, and some mascot figures.
Su Rui introduced to everyone: "This small flag is called'Lunda' in Tibetan, and is also called'Fengma Qi'.'Long' means wind in Tibetan, and'Da' is for horses. meaning."
The old king next door picked up a small flag and looked left and right: "I understand every word you say, but I don't understand it when you connect it together. What is this Fengmaqi for?"
Su Rui smiled and said: "Fengma flag is a kind of sacrificial culture. In the deep sense,'fengma' refers to a person's aura and luck, or specifically the five elements; where spiritual energy gathers—such as sacred mountains and holy lakes, Hanging horses with wishes of fearing the gods and praying for protection, etc., let the wind blow, which is conducive to the transmission and realization of the wishes to the heavenly gods."
Lao Wang nodded to show that he understood, and then asked, "Does this windhorse flag being inserted here mean occupying the ground? Some people lie here to rest, will they run out to fight? What did you kill?"
Zi Yang, who was lying on the side, couldn't help refuting him: "Do you think that the Tibetans are just like you are uncivilized savages? They kill them at every turn."
Old Wang glanced at the giant corpse standing next to him, muttering: "That's hard to say."
Su Rui was also sitting on the ground, holding a prayer flag and carefully studying the words on it. By the way, help Pharaoh to popularize common sense:
"There are many situations in which the Fengma flag is hoisted. They are all related to blessings. As far as I know, they have nothing to do with war.
People in Tibetan areas must hang colorful wind horse flags on birthdays and festivals, symbolizing the harmony and auspiciousness of heaven, earth, people and animals;
There are also those shepherds who live by water and grass. Every time they migrate, the first thing after setting up a tent is to hang a wind horse flag to pray for the permission and blessing of the surrounding gods;
When pilgrims travel together in the desert and wild ridges, they must also carry an eye-catching flag of wind and horses, praying to avoid being lost and encountering disasters;
People on the riverbanks and lakes planted wind and horse flags to show their awe and worship of the tree spirit and water god;
People living in the mountains and forests hung up the flags of wind and horses to show their devotion and worship to the gods of mountains and rocks;
Hang colorful wind banners in the ancient temples of sacred sites to express worship and praise to the souls of gods, buddhas, sages and sages;
Hanging the wind horse at the intersection of mountains and rivers hopes that the boats and cars will be unimpeded... Generally speaking, in their view, the wind horse flag is a universal medium for communication between the secular and the spiritual world. "
Zi Yang had to admire Su Rui's erudition. In order to show that he was eager to learn, he respectfully asked: "Teacher Su, I can count the colors of this flag. Is there anything special?"
Su Rui nodded and smiled: "The colors of the Fengma flag are divided into five types: white, yellow, red, green, and blue. The colors here have a clear meaning, that is, the so-called universe of west red, east green, south yellow, and north green. The Quartet.
In the eyes of Tibetans, white is pure and kind, red is prosperous and fierce, green is feminine and peaceful, yellow is kind and talented, and blue is brave and witty. "
Lao Wang nodded and said wisely: "I understand, then according to personality, Xiaosu is the white that represents purity and kindness. Brother Chong is the red that is prosperous and fierce. I am blue, brave and witty. …"
Zi Yang couldn't stand him being so shameless, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, you should be yellow, not the kind and knowledgeable yellow, but the old hooligan's yellow..."
Lao Wang turned over and fought with Zi Yang. A Chong watched them make a fuss happily, and persuaded from the side: "Okay, okay, don't make a fuss, save your energy, and continue on the road after you rest."
As soon as the words were spoken, even A Chong felt a little strange, which was not his old style of speaking at all. After staying with these two life treasures for a long time, even myself became a bit "cheesy".
Su Rui also stood up and said: "Yes, let's continue. There are five-color wind horse prayer flags here, and it should be not far from our scheduled gathering place."
Zi Yang and Lao Wang stopped fighting, and everyone carried their bags and continued on their way.
After half an hour, they finally arrived at the meeting point with Jin Guoqiang.
The camp was in a mess, and the garbage dumped around showed that a large number of people had camped here not long ago.
But now he doesn't even have a personal picture.
Su Rui frowned when he looked at the map: "No, according to the positioning of the last contact, they should be camping here and waiting for us."