At noon on the tenth day, the convoy embarked on the last section of high-grade highway: the Qinghai-Tibet Highway.
This is the highest highway in the world, known as the "Heavenly Road". It starts from Ningxi City, Qingguo Province, passes through Xishi Gorge, climbs Riyue Mountain, bypasses Qinghai Lake, crosses the Qaidam Basin, and passes through Golmud.
Climb the Kunlun Mountains and Tanggula Mountains to Nagqu, and then cross Yangbajing to Sunlight City. The total length is 1,937 kilometers. It is a standard national highway with a wide road surface and smooth flow in all seasons. This artery that traverses the roof of the world has a daily traffic volume of 1,937 kilometers.
With more than 1,000 vehicles, 85% of the materials in the Western Tibet Autonomous Region are transported through this road.
However, when everyone's cars "stepped" on this smooth "Qinghai-Tibet National Highway" and looked at the flat national highway and the endless no-man's land around them, they all felt a sense of pride. This sense of pride came from the victory over the difficult and dangerous Tang and Tibetans.
Ancient road!
After getting on the last section of the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, the Sunlight City was "not far" ahead. Two hours later, we entered the valley of the Sunlight River. Looking at the intertwined fields and the green and wild river banks, Miss Yang said in surprise: "
Husband, can wheat grow at such a high altitude?"
The old gangster scratched his hair and said, "It doesn't seem to be wheat, right? You two little Jiaojiaos, can't you even distinguish wheat from leeks?"
"Huh, hubby, the fields outside are definitely not leeks!" Wang Zixuan said coquettishly.
"That's highland barley, a variant of wheat. Hehe, who told you not to understand Tibetan? In the past few days, I have been in contact with Tibetans and my husband has learned a lot about their customs. Hehe, it is said that after Princess Wencheng entered Tibet, she learned
The Tibetans were short of food, and some even ate radish and grass seeds, so they asked the accompanying agricultural experts to take out grain seeds and teach the Tibetans how to grow crops. Corn, potatoes, broad beans, and rapeseed are very adapted to the plateau climate and grow well. Wheat, however, cannot do that.
, they kept mutating, and finally grew into the highland barley noodles that Tibetans love today. You also ate a lot of highland barley noodles along the way." The old gangster said with a smile.
The car entered the old town office of Sunshine City, and everyone felt the strong religious color. The caravan slowly circled the old city center of Bajiao Street in the Jokhang Temple, giving everyone a feeling of being in a Buddhist country.
There are still Tibetan-style houses made of stones standing on both sides, and carriages jingle slowly on the gravel road, which seems to bring people back to the Middle Ages. Devoted men and women circle the Jokhang Temple to perform prayers, kowtow, watch the smoke swirling, listen to the sound of ritual instruments, and more.
It adds to the solemn and simple atmosphere.
Then, the convoy was led by Brother-in-law Yang's Hummer to the new city of Sunlight City. Once here, it felt like being in modern times: Post and Telecommunications Building, Sunlight City Hotel, TV Teaching Building, News Building, Department Store
The journey was exciting, but also tiring. After staying at the Sunshine City Hotel, the old gangster gave instructions: Today and tomorrow, you can move around freely, but you are not allowed to run too far. There must be more than two people each time you go out. Brother-in-law, you
Responsible for contacting the chartered flight. The day after tomorrow, we took the chartered flight back to Golmud, climbed Mount Yuzhu, and then took a flight back to Sunshine City, and finally took the Northern Sichuan Line as planned.
As a four-star foreign-related hotel, the conditions are quite good, and the three old gangsters no longer live in a motor home.
Compared to the three old gangsters, the others were a little tired and rested as soon as they entered the room. The old gangster then took the two girls to visit the Potala Palace and the Jokhang Temple.
Of course, we also called a Tibetan girl who could speak Chinese to be our tour guide. When she heard that the old gangster could communicate with her in pure Tibetan, the Tibetan girl immediately became very excited and enthusiastic.
Sometimes, the same language can give people a sense of identity.
As people climb Potala Mountain, you will have a panoramic view of the Sunshine City: mountains covered with white snow caps surround the ancient city, the sparkling Sunshine River flows through the south of the city, and the Sunshine Bridge is like a ribbon connecting the new city and the city.
The old cities are connected together. The more than ten kilometers of riverside road is lined with green trees, making Nikko City more charming like an emerald necklace.
"It is said that when Princess Wencheng first arrived in Sunlight City, she climbed a mountain to view the terrain of Sunlight City. In her eyes, a Rakshasa girl lying on her back appeared on the ground. She believed that Potala Mountain and Yaowang Mountain were the temptations of Rakshasa girls and must be suppressed.
To eliminate the evil spirits. So he suggested to Songtsen Gampo to expand his wealthy house in Potala Mountain and build a fortress on Yaowang Mountain. Today it seems that Princess Wencheng not only understands Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, but is also proficient in military affairs..." Tibetan girl used
He explained to the three of them in rather poor Chinese.
When visiting the Jokhang Temple, looking at the simple-looking monks, the old gangster suddenly remembered what happened in his previous life in 2008, shook his head, and immediately threw away this memory of his previous life.
"The location of this tender willow tree is the Tang willow tree planted by Princess Wencheng and Songtsen Gampo. Unfortunately, it was dug up during the Cultural Revolution..." the Tibetan girl introduced.
Inside and outside the wall, the three old gangsters saw many Tibetans kowtowing. Their whole bodies touched the ground, and their foreheads touched the ground, making a "boom boom" sound. They devoutly paid respect to Zampu and the princess and prayed for their souls in heaven.
bless.
The level of piety makes even old gangsters want to imitate him.
"This Buddha is the image of Sakyamuni, with a holy smile, plump and round, thin eyebrows, and gorgeous clothes. It is an authentic Tang Buddha shape. It was also invited by Princess Wencheng from Chang'an, and later by Princess Jincheng from Buda
The palace was moved into the temple..."
"You see, these gilded faces are all covered with gold skin and pimples, as if they are covered with 'youth beauty acne'. In fact, the statues are not crudely made, but charity. There are too many donors, and everyone donates themselves
The gold is molded into the head surface. Due to the continuous gold plating, these flaws of piled gold are caused..."
....
The three of them listened to the Tibetan girl's explanation and nodded from time to time.
The old gangster suddenly picked up the bag in his hand and said with a smile: "Forgot, we are also here to give alms!"
After saying that, he came to the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha in the lobby and said to the Tibetan girl: "Is it okay? Put the money into the alms box?"
"Of course!" the Tibetan girl smiled.
The old gangster looked at the 40-year-old lama next to him, smiled at him, then put his leather bag on the alms box and opened the combination lock.
It is said that the eyes of Tibetan girls and 40-year-old lamas light up when they see money.
The old gangster sighed in his heart, alas, there must be eminent monks and virtuous people in the Jokhang Temple, but they certainly would not come to hang around the front hall, and they would not act so strongly after seeing the banknotes.
Then, the old gangster ordered the two women and the three of them stuffed all the 1 million yuan in the box into the donation box.
When the Tibetan girl saw the actions of the three old gangsters, she was surprised and started to smile.
I guess this girl is also a person who respects Buddha!
Just as the four old hooligans and the other four people were continuing to move around the Jokhang Temple after finishing their alms, the previous lama in his 40s gently stepped forward and said in broken Chinese: "Donor, please walk slowly! Our
Danba Jiangbai, director of the management committee, wants to meet with you."
When the old gangster heard this, he smiled inwardly and sighed: "Management Committee? This name is quite new!"
Afterwards, I met the director. I didn’t talk too much. I mainly thanked the old gangster for his generosity. After chatting for a few words, he left. The old gangster really wanted to meet the real practitioners here, but these all depended on fate.
, of course there is no destiny if there is no fate.
After leaving the Jokhang Temple and saying goodbye to the Tibetan tour guide, the old gangster carried his empty bag and smiled at the two women: "Oh, my husband wants to meet a real master, but he has no luck!"
Miss Yang smiled and said: "Husband, you don't have to come here to look for it. There are many high mountains in the mainland. If you have nothing to do in the future, you can go out and look for it. Hehe, just don't really become a monk. Let Zixuan and I finally have sex.
Cry without tears!"
"Hey, if you become a monk, you will definitely not do it! Let's go and have a rich Tibetan meal!" said the old gangster.
That night, the old gangster had the urge to visit the Potala Palace and Jokhang Temple, but he thought, 2000 was not 1980. At this time, although commercialization was not as widespread as it would be a few years later, it was still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Today I saw "consecrated" jewelry being sold in the Jokhang Temple, which is a testimony!
Alas, let’s talk about it later when we are destined!
Thinking of this, he reached out and gently stroked the necks of the two beauties, and forced himself to go on a date with Zhou Xing. However, after the transformation, he basically stopped dreaming.
The second day after arriving at Sunlight City, which was the eleventh day of the journey, was the time for everyone to shop. To be precise, it should be the time for the women to shop. The men were all running errands and carrying bags.
Just like that, shopping, enjoying delicious food, adjusting the state, and preparing for Mount Yuzhu.
On the twelfth day, everyone drove to the airport again, parked their cars in the airport parking lot, then carried large and small bags into the security checkpoint, and then walked straight to the Airbus 320.
Since it was a chartered flight, everyone had more freedom. They chatted and laughed and arrived at Golmud Airport in an hour. This is a small airport.
Then, of course, we need to find a car and buy supplies. When the car reaches more than 20 kilometers away from Mt. Yuzhu, it can no longer move forward. It requires human and animal power to carry the supplies up to the climbing base.
At a mountaineering office here, it took everyone more than an hour to apply for various documents. Then, under the guidance of a guide, several Tibetans were invited and a dozen yaks came to carry everyone's
The luggage goes to its destination.
When they reached the base on the mountainside, the old gangster discovered that they were not the only ones. It seems that climbing Mount Yuzhu is a very "popular activity" now!
After the tent was set up, the old hooligan told one of the Tibetans just now in a relatively simple manner, "We will stay here for at least a week. There is no problem with the water. We hope to get some supplies of fresh fruits, vegetables and fresh meat."
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It's easy to do things if you have money. After paying enough deposits and labor fees, several Tibetans agreed and promised to deliver food for 18 people every two days.
At this height, the three drivers of the water tanker and the gas tanker in the team had a bit of snow mountain reaction and could only stay in the tent. The old gangster thought about it and asked these three people to go back to Golmud tomorrow and wait.
In the tent, looking at the rosy little faces of the two girls, the old gangster said happily: "Baby, come here, you have to live the life of an ascetic for a few days. You can't have evil thoughts, otherwise the mountain god will blame you!"
Wang Zixuan said: "Humph, as long as you don't bully us!"
For three consecutive days, the 9-member mountaineering team started mountaineering training under the training of the coach at the base. Needless to say, the old gangster understood it in less than ten minutes.
One effort can bring down ten!
One night, the old gangster tried to go out for a walk wearing shorts and short sleeves, and found that it wasn't cold at all!
In this way, the old gangster has truly become a freak! Everyone in the base is vying to take a photo with him wearing short-sleeved shorts and slippers.
The old gangster's ugly behavior made Wang Zixuan wrinkle his little nose in anger. Where was the virtuous beauty Yang? She also shook her head and sighed.
Since it was a challenge to the limit, the old gangster didn't forget to take advantage of others' mountain climbing training, put on shorts, T-shirts and sneakers, and ran quickly near the base. Once again, he went to work and ran dozens of kilometers away before he realized what he was doing.
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Since the old gangster walked as fast as a dragon and a tiger leaped, the cold and heat did not invade, and there was no altitude sickness, in the end, the two women followed his will.
One time while eating, the old gangster smiled at the people who were breathing white air while eating: "Hey, I want to run to the top of the mountain dressed like this!"
The coach who has been here for the past two days smiled and said: "Haha, Boss Li, I believe you have this ability!"
There were five or six groups of people climbing this time, and the coach was of course the most "considerate" to the group of old gangsters, and taught them very conscientiously.
Why? Firstly, the old gangster is a rare billionaire. Secondly, the old gangster is a freak. Thirdly, he can have some good food and meat every day. How can he always eat fresh food if he stays in the base all year round?
Fruits and vegetables and fresh meat?
On the fourth night, which was the sixteenth night of this trip, the old gangster and the two women gave instructions and prepared to go out for a walk. Seeing that he was in good health these two days, the two women agreed. But they still let him
Wear long sleeves and bring a satellite phone.
As soon as he got out of the tent, the old gangster ran away!
After running for dozens of kilometers, I ran into a piece of snow and stopped. I looked at the time and found that less than half an hour had passed. It took more than 20 minutes and I had run more than 30 kilometers of mountain roads and snowy roads.
, which makes the old gangster very satisfied!
When I found a spot without snow, I sat down cross-legged and closed my eyes. Within a minute, I opened them again and murmured softly: "No, I can't let my wives worry. Give them a call."
When the two women learned on the phone that the old gangster was going to meditate outside all night, they complained again. But fortunately, the two women already had blind trust in the old gangster, and finally had no choice but to agree to him.
After setting the alarm clock on the electronic watch he carried with him, the old gangster stretched his body and closed his eyes.
After a while, I entered a state of having no desires or desires.
I don’t know what year or month it is!
At this time, there was a lonely temple on a large mountain on the side of Mount Yuzhu. An old lama and a teenage lama came out of the temple and looked in the direction of Mount Yuzhu. The old lama sighed
Said: "Zongzhe, alas, the holy mountain has been defiled!"
The little lama named Zongzhe smiled and said: "Master, the world outside is like this. I heard from Tibetans that the Jokhang Temple..."
"Oh, let's not talk about it anymore, these worldly mortals!" the old gangster sighed, and suddenly he said "eh" and looked in one direction, his face becoming solemn.
Zongzhe asked in confusion: "Master, what's wrong? Are there any monsters or monsters?"
"Haha, Zongzhe, this man's halo of light is soaring into the sky, but there is also evil energy in the halo. Master is going to meet him. You stay here and don't follow him!" the old lama said with a smile, and then
, jumping down as if breaking away from the earth's gravity.
The young lama saw the master's red monk's robe bulging in the air. He saw the master slowly landing on a stone more than ten meters away from the balcony where he was standing like a swallow. Then he saw the master jump forward quickly and lightly.
", still like a swallow.
"Oh, Master, I didn't expect you..." the little Lama Zongzhe said with a surprised look on his face.
The old gangster was immersed in the state of "I am the world and the world is me". He had no idea that not far away, an old lama wearing a red monk's robe with a kind face and warm eyes was nodding lightly and smiling.