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Chapter 302 Snow Peaks and White Clouds

The departure date was set for three days, and Feng Yu and the others stayed at the inn where Lao Meng lived. There were four people in Lao Meng's team, and besides him and Yuxiang, there were two tall guys.

Feng Yu roughly calculated that, plus Bairan's two assistants, Big Man and Lama, there were ten of them alone. This was definitely considered a big battle. A team of ten people appeared in the hinterland of the Tibetan area.

, it will inevitably attract attention.

But they couldn't interfere with who Lao Meng wanted to bring in. In the remaining two days, Chen Shanhai and Bai Ran planned the best entry route. There were more people on this trip, so the choice of the route must be

It is brief, and because of the ceremony, each person can bring enough food for a month at most.

The two people next to Lao Meng looked like they were born and raised locals, but they were not Tibetans. However, as long as they were familiar with Tibetan customs and geographical environment, it didn't matter whether they were Tibetans or not.

On the morning of the second day at Lao Meng's place, Feng Yu received a letter from a distant place. He thought it was a reply from home. In an era when letters from home were worth ten thousand yuan, it was not easy for letters to be sent to remote places.

Opening the envelope, he found that the letter writer inside was Zhang Manyue. Feng Yu was overjoyed. The content was very brief and only mentioned important matters. In the letter, Zhang Manyue asked Feng Yu whether he had arrived at Moshi and whether he had seen Bai Ran.

, Zhang Manyue did not say where she was specifically, she simply said that there were very important things in the Northeast that needed her to go, and asked Feng Yu to follow Bai Ran.

Feng Yu was very angry after reading the content of the letter. What on earth was Zhang Manyue going to do? He had no way of knowing. What was she doing in the Northeast with her pressure keel?

Feng Yu threw the letter aside. This letter should have been written a long time ago. It was already on the way before Feng Yu came to Moshi. This is Zhang Manyue's usual practice. It was like this last time when he went to Manzhouli. This

The same thing happened with Moshi.

After careful consideration, Zhang Manyue was very thoughtful, and Feng Yu suddenly had some different views on her. Her methods and methods were very similar to his father, not to mention.

Feng Yu no longer thinks about anything else. Zhang Manyue must have her own thoughts. He believes that he and Zhang Manyue will eventually meet. It won't be too late to ask clearly at that time. The mantra poison in his body has not been cured yet. Gulan Kingdom's

The trip is just around the corner.

Believe that the greatest tolerance of a person does not come from whether she is trustworthy, but depends on your attitude and thoughts. No matter how much you are born and live in the world, you can only see through it in just a few decades.

Three days later, Feng Yu and the others set off. A group of more than ten people left Moshi and entered the mountains to the west.

In 1930, the situation abroad was tense. The smoke and artillery fire of World War I had not been completely extinguished. Military activities among the Allied Powers continued, while domestically they were divided into separate countries. In the 19th year of the Republic of China,

In autumn, not many people paid attention to the appearance of a team of more than ten people entering Tibet.

This is Feng Yu's first time entering the hinterland of Tibetan areas. Between the Himalayas and the Tanggula Mountains, there are mountains and mountains. There are numerous lakes, large and small, scattered all over the place. They are countless. Anything that can be of some scale is regarded as a god by the Tibetans.

If the lake also has snow-capped mountains and lakeside, it would be extremely sacred.

Most of the names of lakes in Tibet contain the word "cuo", such as Zharicso, Namtso, Seracuo, etc. There are so many that people can't tell which one is which, and there are too many to mention. Among these lakes,

Each one has endless mysterious legends.

The sunlight on the plateau made people dizzy, and the sky was so blue that it seemed like water could drip from it. One of Lao Meng’s guides, a man named Ta Ri, took everyone to a plateau and pointed to two jasper-like rocks in the distance.

Hu said, "You know, that is the Gemstone Lake in Tibet. It is the symbol of the western region. Many Tibetans refer to this place when they go deep."

Tari is a Han, but he looks like a Tibetan. Perhaps because he has been in Tibetan areas all year round, he is a Han more Tibetan than a Tibetan.

It took five days to walk from Moshi to Baoshi Lake. According to the route planned by Bai Ran and Chen Shanhai, Ta Ri asked everyone to repair here for half a day, because going west from Baoshi Lake is very difficult.

After approaching Gemstone Lake, the sky is clear, the lake is blue and faint, the blue waves are reflected, the snow-capped peaks and white clouds are reflected, and the surrounding mountains in the distance give people a sense of majesty. This is a beautiful scenery in the world, like the Jade Pool in the West falling to the earth.

In order to make it easier for him to carry his luggage, Lao Meng also led a yak. ​​Yuxiang was weak and rode on the yak, which really saved a lot of trouble.

However, Gemstone Lake is a holy place. Gao Ge, another guide of Lao Meng, said: "Gemstone Lake is a holy place in Tibet. Animals raised by people are not allowed to enter. The gods in Gemstone Lake will be unhappy."

So, the yak was tied outside the lake. They picked up the yak and saluted, and walked towards the lake on foot. Gao Ge, like Ta Ri, was both Han, but they both lived in Tibet all year round. In Tibetan areas, they were even more powerful than Ta Ri.

Their home is a bit more familiar.

Gao Ge told several people as he walked, "There is a Dragon King who distributes wealth at the bottom of the Gemstone Lake. Countless treasures in the world are gathered together. Those who are destined to the Dragon King can walk around the lake and pick up a fish or a special stone.

It means that if you are recognized by the Dragon King of Losses, you will have continuous wealth in your life."

Ta Ri also added: "Gemstone Lake is a sacred lake. Pilgrims who come to circumambulate the lake can not only get financial resources but also get rid of physical ailments, because Gemstone Lake is a gemstone that the Queen Mother of the West carried with her and was left here.

It can purify the mind of greed, anger, jealousy, and jealousy, and make people return to nature. And if you look at the two snow-capped mountains facing each other in the distance to the west, they symbolize the boundless power of magic."

Everyone listened

Mo Min was overjoyed. After walking for a few days, he found a good place. When Zhang Xiuxian heard this, he pulled Feng Yu and said, "We have to go around the lake to purify our souls. Maybe we can gain something else by returning to nature."

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Feng Yu retorted: "You fucking want to go around the lake to pick up fish. The Dragon King of Lottery Cai knows well. This matter has to be decided by God."

Zhang Xiuxian was unconvinced, "Hey, what, why can't I, Zhang Xiuxian, continue to have a steady stream of money in this life? You are being pedantic. You have to try everything. Don't let your children wander away without trapping the wolf."

Most of the people in the team were still superstitious about this. Except for Tari Gaoge and Bairan Chen Shanhai, the others went directly to the lake and started hiking around the lake. Since they were not believers, they did not need to kowtow step by step.

Walking by the lake, you can still see the remains of many pilgrims. They may have become one with the holy lake.

Walking around mountains or lakes is a unique way of worship in Tibet. All things have animism, and the worship of nature is a form of Tibetan primitive religion.

The conventional ones can be divided into two types, one is ordinary, walking on foot, and the other is more pious, holding the wooden board with both hands, raising it above the head, then closing it in front of the chest, lying on the ground with the whole body, indicating that the five bodies are on the ground, and using one's own body.

The body kneels down to worship the entire circumference of the holy lake, and every time it goes around, one's sins will be reduced and countless merits will be accumulated.

Bai Ran's guy named Lama was very special about this ritual of circling the lake. Although he did not kneel down and move forward, the way he walked around the lake looked a bit like a dancing master from the Northeast. Zhang Xiuxian watched He whispered in a low voice: "What is he doing? When I was fighting guerrillas in the Northeast, I saw people from the Northeast performing the Great God Dance. That's pretty much it. Is Ya'er exorcising evil spirits? What other monsters can there be in the holy lake?"

Feng Yu replied: "Do as the Romans do. The Tibetan culture is abyss. In this place, it is not surprising what these people do. I say, you go around your lake, and you don't care what the lama wants to do."

"Hey, aren't I just curious? Feng Yu, tell me why everyone in Ya'er's hiding place is so mysterious and the same."

Lao Meng and Yuxiang walked behind the two of them unknowingly. When Lao Meng heard this, he smiled and said to Zhang Xiuxian: "Brother Xiuxian is too worried. It's just a way of praying to the gods in the lake. Hiding The district has grown so big that there are different laws and regulations in eight villages and ten miles apart."

Zhang Xiuxian was thoughtful and turned to look at the ground beside the lake. Baoshi Lake was not a particularly big one in the Tibetan area, but it was not small at all. On the way around the lake, Lao Meng and Feng Yu were bored and chatted. one paragraph.

"Little Master Feng, how about I tell you a story about the Holy Lake?"

Feng Yu didn't have any objections, so he could tell a story to pass the time. However, Lao Meng was always a loud talker, so he had to know how much he could believe.


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