The Tibetan people were dumbfounded by the behavior of this man and the mastiff, who had always believed that only herders living in Tibet could form the most sincere friendship with Tibetan mastiffs.
Now the tacit understanding between Zhuang Rui and the White Lion has obviously subverted their cognition, but Tibetans are the ones who like to get along with Tibetan mastiffs the most. The old village chief, who can hardly walk, is trembling.
He walked up to Zhuang Rui and bowed deeply.
"Hey, old man, I can't afford it..."
Zhuang Rui hurriedly hid aside. Zhuang Rui really couldn't afford to be saluted by such an old man.
"Xiaozhuang, just accept this gift from the old man. He said that your white lion is a messenger of God. If you and the white lion have such a deep relationship, then you are the friend of all Tibetans..."
Seeing Zhuang Rui move away, the old man quickly said a few words to Gyatso, who translated the original text for Zhuang Rui.
Zhuang 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 a few more drinks in the evening..."
"Yamu (good meaning in Tibetan), Yamu..."
After hearing Gyatso's translation, the old man gave Zhuang Rui a thumbs up, then turned around and spoke loudly to the villagers. Of course, Zhuang Rui still couldn't understand a word.
However, after hearing the village chief's words, the crowd that was originally gathered around immediately started shouting and dispersed, with expressions of excitement on their faces.
"Brother Gyatso, what are they talking about?" Zhuang Rui looked at Gyatso next to him in confusion.
Gyatso smiled and said: "The village chief said that the most distinguished guests have come to the village. They are going to kill the sheep and greet us with the most solemn etiquette. Well, to be precise, they welcome you..."
Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then turned to look at the small number of sheep on the hillside, and whispered to Gyatso: "Brother Gyatso, please pay attention. Keep track of how many sheep they slaughtered, and wait until we leave."
When the time comes, I will leave some money for them..."
Zhuang Rui knew that for the herdsmen, every sheep was their most precious property, and they would not kill it easily. Only one or two would be killed during festivals or when offering sacrifices to their ancestors.
In this small mountain village surrounded by mountains, due to geographical restrictions, there is no way to graze on a large scale, so these sheep are even more precious. The villagers count on these sheep in exchange for their annual oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
"Xiaozhuang, we Tibetans will not charge guests fees when we treat guests. If you do that, the master will be angry..." Gyatso shook his head. He was also a Tibetan. How could the master entertain guests?
Collecting money.
Zhuang Rui laughed bitterly when he heard this: "Brother Gyatso, why don't you just stay here when you leave? We have enough to eat and drink, but this village needs a lot less income..."
"By the way, Brother Gyatso, I just said that I would sponsor the children to go to school. Has the village chief agreed?"
Zhuang Rui was still a little confused. When Suo Nan told the village chief that he wanted to help his children go to school, the village chief didn't even have such a big reaction. He just made out with the white lion and actually won the respect of the villagers. This matter
It's really incomprehensible.
"Agreed, he asked Brother Suonan to thank you..."
Gyatso seemed to see Zhuang Rui's doubts, and then said: "Gifts between friends represent our friendship, but it does not mean that you can buy their respect with money..."
Zhuang Rui nodded in understanding. These simple Tibetans obviously have their own standards for measuring things.
As night falls, the entire small mountain village becomes lively. The villagers, who were originally wearing dirty clothes, put on beautiful Tibetan robes of various colors, tied white hadas around their necks, and carried scriptures and various
The parade of delicious food started along the village.
At the front of the team were two "Lam" (fairies) dressed as village girls, while the little lamas Basang and Zhuang Rui were invited to get on the horse. This is a treatment that only the most distinguished guests can enjoy.
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Other ordinary villagers walk. Although the village is built along rugged mountains, their steps are still strong and light.
Some people in the back were carrying incense burners, while others were carrying bundles of "Tibetan mulberry" on their backs. People were shaking the colorful arrows in their hands (used to attract good luck and pray for good luck), and everyone was as happy as celebrating the New Year.
In the middle of the procession, a large Buddha statue was carried respectfully by several Tibetans. Someone put a curtain on it to prevent direct sunlight. Tibetans gathered around the Buddha statue, fluttering flags and burning mulberry trees.
The smoke rises, which is both solemn and lively.
Although including the playful children and members of the mountaineering team, there were only more than a hundred people in the parade, but the atmosphere was still very lively. In the end, everyone held torches made of mulberry and circled the mountain temple in the village.
After a lap, we returned to the threshing floor.
At this time, all the preparations for the bonfire party had been completed. More than ten cleaned whole sheep were strung on iron bars and hung on the racks above the bonfire. Several Tibetan women were busy beside them.
A large bowl of highland barley wine was held in the hands of the old village chief. Starting from Zhuang Rui, they paid tribute one by one. Tibetan girls who were good at singing and dancing, dressed in beautiful costumes, started singing and dancing in the venue.
The firelight imprinted on everyone's faces, they were all smiling happily, and jars of highland barley wine were brought up. In this atmosphere, there is no need to use words to communicate. Picking up a big bowl and drinking heavily is the best way to do it.
Good exchange.
When Zhuang Rui woke up from drunkenness the next day, he seemed to have only "highland barley wine and roast mutton" in his memories of last night. He didn't even know how he got back to the wooden house to sleep.
"Woo...Woo"
Zhuang Rui had just sat up, and before he had time to look around the room where he slept last night, he heard the whimpering sound of the white lion under the bed. If he hadn't been naked and only wearing a pair of shorts, the white lion would have pulled down his trouser legs.
He dragged himself off the bed.
"What's the matter, White Lion?"
Although he had the habit of running with white lions in the early morning at home, Zhuang Rui was too lazy to move on this plateau. Although there was no risk of altitude sickness, running at an altitude of four to five thousand meters was a bit shocking.
Naturally, the white lion couldn't open his mouth to tell Zhuang Rui anything, so he could only push Zhuang Rui with his big head and urge him to get up quickly.
"Do you want to find a wife?"
Zhuang Rui suddenly remembered that this was a problem. He had never regarded the white lion as an animal. Zhuang Rui believed that the white lion definitely understood what he said yesterday.
Sure enough, after Zhuang Rui said this, the white lion nodded its head in a very humane manner, and stared at Zhuang Rui dryly with a pair of bright eyes.
"You kid, you don't know how to be subtle..."
Zhuang Rui laughed and cursed, picked up the clothes on the bedside and put them on. When he got up, he found that Peng Fei was also sleeping in this room, but his ability to drink was not as good as his own, and he was snoring.
"Ah, comfortable!"
After taking the white lion out of the wooden house, Zhuang Rui stretched out and lived in this beautiful place that looked like a landscape painting. Although it did not have any modern electrical appliances, it had a unique rural flavor.
"Brother Suonan, morning!"
Zhuang Rui saw Suonan coming out of another wooden house and quickly said hello.
"Haha, it's late, it's already noon..."
After Suo Nan heard Zhuang Rui's words, he couldn't help laughing. Zhuang Rui was the most popular person in the village yesterday and drank the most wine. However, these guests, who are Tibetan, didn't drink much. Yesterday it was him
Bring Zhuang Rui back.
"It's broken, I still want to go up the mountain..."
Zhuang Rui looked at his watch and saw that it was already past one in the afternoon. No wonder the white lion was in such a hurry.
"You can just walk around at the foot of the mountain. I said I gave you an excuse to climb the mountain, but I didn't really ask you to climb. You don't have any equipment, so how can you go up the mountain?"
Suo Nan was just making a random excuse, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Rui really wanted to climb a snow mountain.
"Hey, Brother Suonan, it's okay if I don't go. Can you ask Bai Shi if he agrees?" Zhuang Rui smiled bitterly upon hearing this.
"Oh, I know, your Tibetan mastiff is in heat..."
Suonan laughed, but without professional mountaineering equipment, climbing this 5,800-meter-high snow-capped mountain is almost a matter of life and death. After thinking about it with a frown, Suonan said: "Let's go to that mountaineering team to see
Look, how about you go up the mountain with them..."
When mountaineering on a plateau, the most important thing is physical fitness and endurance. Everyone has seen Zhuang Rui's abnormal body. As long as you pay attention when going up the mountain, there is generally no big problem.
It was only when they arrived at the place where the mountaineering team lived that they discovered that except for the sick Wen Qiuqian and her twin sister Wen Qiuyu who took care of her, the rest of the group had already gone hiking in the morning.
These people in the mountaineering team were just supporting roles yesterday and did not drink too much. In addition, Wen Qiuqian was ill and had been delayed for two days, so they started climbing Chawa Doji Zhiga Mountain early in the morning under the leadership of a local tour guide.
"Xiaowen, why don't you lend me your mountaineering equipment?"
Zhuang Rui's eyes lit up when he saw hiking poles, gloves, climbing ropes and other items placed in the room. He already had a pair of hiking boots with spikes. With these things, Zhuang Rui felt like climbing up this snow mountain.
Not a big problem.
"I can lend you everything, but Brother Zhuang, it's so dangerous to climb a mountain alone..."
Wen Qiuyu nodded and gave Zhuang Rui some advice.
Although Zhuang Rui and the others are currently at an altitude of only more than a thousand meters from the top of the mountain, it would probably take at least a day to climb to a height of more than a thousand meters. There are beasts on the snow-capped mountains and natural phenomena such as avalanches.
, may endanger the lives of climbers.
"Xiaozhuang, wait a moment, I'll call Gyatso and ask him to accompany you up the mountain..."
When Suonan saw that Zhuang Rui was paying attention, he probably couldn't dissuade him. He immediately turned back to find Gyatso, because he knew that Gyatso had been a mountaineering guide for a period of time.
Gyatso was indeed experienced. After hearing that Zhuang Rui wanted to go up the mountain and trying to persuade him to no avail, he immediately got ready.
After more than half an hour, Zhuang Rui looked at the two mountaineering bags on the ground that were almost half waist high, and his eyes couldn't help but get a little straight. Is this going to climb a mountain or go camping?
Gyatso not only brought three days' worth of dried meat and other food for five people, he also brought two tents and two sleeping bags, as well as chocolates, machetes for cutting roads, small shovels for tents, pots and pots for cooking food.
A small oxygen bottle, UV-resistant sunglasses, a telescope and many other items.
What Zhuang Rui couldn't accept the most was that Gyatso actually put two women's hiking hats into his bag.
In the room where Sister Wen Qiuqian lived, except maybe the two sets of cold-proof underwear, all the items were confiscated by Gyatso.
"Brother Gyatso, you don't need to take so many things, right?"
Zhuang Rui tried to pick up the mountaineering bag on the ground. Fortunately, mountaineering equipment now is made of special light alloy materials. Although it looks scary, it is not very heavy. Zhuang Rui carries this thing on his back, which is not too big.
burden.
"I've never climbed this mountain, but I've heard people say that this mountain is not easy to climb. Let's get more things to be prepared..."
Gyatso's face was a bit solemn. For things like mountain climbing, sufficient preparations must be made. When he once climbed Mount Everest, he saw with his own eyes a mountaineer who fell from his side and died on the spot.
Moreover, nature is ever-changing, and unexpected scenes often occur in the mountains. Even though it is still July and August, stories of snowfall in June often happen in the Snowy Mountains.
The reason why mountaineering is said to be an extreme sport is because 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 will go with you too..."
Just as Zhuang Rui was carrying a huge mountaineering bag and preparing to go up the mountain with Gyatso, Peng Fei suddenly appeared. After he woke up, he had been looking for Zhuang Rui for a long time.
"No, you should have a good rest. This mountain is not very high. I will stay up there for one night and I can go down the mountain tomorrow. Besides, there are only two sets of climbing equipment, so don't go there..."
Zhuang Rui waved his hand. Peng Fei was injured. Although he had been treated with his own spiritual energy, his body was relatively weak. Zhuang Rui didn't want him to take risks.
Seeing that Peng Fei still wanted to talk, Zhuang Rui waved his hand and said: "Stop talking, brother, I can enter and exit Savage Mountain, why are you afraid of this snow mountain?"
"Okay, Brother Zhuang, please be careful..."
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei was a little dumbfounded, but he knew that there were relatively few ferocious beasts on the snow-capped mountains and generally would not actively attack humans. They were not as dangerous as the tropical rain forests. With Zhuang Rui's physique, climbing this mountain should be said to be...
Relatively relaxed.
"Xiao Zhuang, wait a minute, don't go up the mountain so fast, you have to allocate your energy reasonably..."
Following Zhuang Rui, Gyatso felt that he was really old. In terms of age, he was only three or four years older than Zhuang Rui, but judging from his performance just now, he looked like an old man in his fifties or sixties.
After more than three hours, the two of them had arrived at an altitude of 4,900 meters from the foot of the snow-capped mountains. In these more than three hours, Zhuang Rui did not take a break. He looked as relaxed as the white lion running in front of him.
No fatigue at all.
But Gyatso couldn't stand it anymore. The ground was now covered with snow, and there was also thin ice that never melted all year round. He was really trembling when he walked, and his physical strength was exhausted very quickly. He couldn't keep up with Zhuang Rui's footsteps.
, Gyatso has already risked his life.
Moreover, the temperature here dropped sharply. Even though he was wearing a military coat outside, Gyatso's lips were still trembling with cold. He couldn't understand why Zhuang Rui was not afraid of the cold at all, and he didn't have the thick long hair of a white lion.
"Okay, let's take a rest, Brother Gyatso. We'll be walking for another two hours and we'll find a place to camp..."
Zhuang Rui looked at Gyatso, who was panting and his cheeks were red, and stopped helplessly. To be honest, if Gyatso hadn't followed him, Zhuang Rui would have climbed halfway up the mountain by now.
I looked up at the blue sky. The top of the snow-capped mountains, shrouded in white snow, seemed to be surrounded by a circle of gorgeous white fox fur. I turned my head and looked at the foot of the mountain. The huge gathering place for Tibetans had become much smaller at this moment.
Between the snow-capped mountains and grasslands are covered with low locust trees and wild willows. Looking further into the distance, you can see the alpine grasslands full of wild flowers, as beautiful as a hidden blanket.
The vast desolation with no grass underfoot contains the vitality irrigated by the iceberg and snow water. Everything seems so pure and primitive, the desolation and the breath of life are blended together in a magical atmosphere.
If it weren't for the domestic garbage left by our predecessors hidden under the snow, it would be as if no one had set foot here since ancient times.
Standing in this restricted area of life, Zhuang Rui felt that no matter whether they were humans or other creatures, they all seemed so insignificant. Looking back, he saw the blinding white snow all over the ground, as if the whole world only had this monotonous and cold color.
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Even in midsummer, this place with an altitude of nearly 5,000 meters has nothing to do with heat. It is only humid and biting cold. However, there is no industrial waste gas or chimney-polluted air. Inhaling it into the lungs makes Zhuang Rui feel very...
of comfort.
Zhuang Rui, who initially felt that wearing sunglasses was unnecessary, had already put his eyes on the bridge of his nose, because if he didn't wear them, even with the protection of spiritual energy, the strong ultraviolet rays would make his eyes sore and painful.
"Xiaozhuang, I said let's just camp here. It's going to get dark soon..."
Hearing that Zhuang Rui wanted to walk for another two hours, Gyatso's thirty-fifty-year-old face suddenly became as bitter as a bitter gourd. Gyatso can guarantee that he is Zhuang Rui, the best tour guide on Mount Everest.
If so, he is also a rookie.
"here?"
Zhuang Rui frowned and said: "Brother Gyatso, let's keep walking forward. At our speed, we should be able to catch up with those students in two hours..."
Huaqing University's mountaineering team set off at seven in the morning, seven hours earlier than Zhuang Rui and the others, but Zhuang Rui believed that with his own speed, he would be able to catch up to him.
"Okay, let me eat something first..."
Gyatso looked around and saw that the place where he and Zhuang Rui were was not suitable for setting up camp. After sitting down, he took out the chocolate and ate it. At this time, it was necessary to replenish body heat.
Zhuang Rui also took out the dried meat and chewed a few mouthfuls, and then he took out the DVD player with White Lion to take pictures of the mountain scenery with great interest. Gyatso shook his head. If Zhuang Rui was allowed to climb Mount Everest, he would definitely be able to do so.
Breaking the record for the fastest climb to the summit of Mount Everest.
"Huh? What's the sound?"
Suddenly, Zhuang Rui heard a crisp chirp and looked up. In the sky above his head, a large eagle was flying with its wings spread out, and it seemed to be holding something under its claws.
"Holy crap, this is a golden eagle..."
Zhuang Rui took out his telescope and chased the figure in the sky. The golden eagle with a wingspan of several meters was holding a jackal in its claws.
Zhuang Rui could clearly see that there were several bloody and deep holes in the jackal's head, which must have been scratched out by the golden eagle's claws.
"I haven't seen a golden eagle in several years, but I didn't expect to see one here..."
Gyatso, who was sitting next to him, also raised his head and looked at the big eagle longingly. There are some good eagle trainers in Tibet who can train golden eagles to become the best partners of hunters, and their role is even greater than that of Tibetan mastiffs.
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One of Gyatso's men who was grazing on the grassland once raised a golden eagle. In one winter, the golden eagle actually caught more than 30 prairie wolves, which made Gyatso envious.
"Let's go, there is a golden eagle here, maybe there is its nest in the mountain. Hey, brother Zhuang, if you can get a young eagle cub, that will be a good thing..."
Seeing this golden eagle that suddenly appeared, Gyatso became excited. Zhuang Rui couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. Even if there is a golden eagle's nest, there may not be a baby eagle. To take a step back, even if there is a baby eagle, who will?
Dare to steal the cub from right under the nose of the golden eagle?
However, Zhuang Rui is also very interested in the golden eagle. If he raises another golden eagle, wouldn't it be like the ancients, holding the yellow on the left, holding the blue sky on the right, looking northwest, and shooting at the wolf? How heroic would that be?
Not to mention, with this momentum, Gyatso's speed actually became much faster. When the sun turned the snow-capped mountains into golden yellow and the last afterglow was about to disappear, Zhuang Rui and Gyatso heard the sound of life coming from ahead.
"Is it Zhu Wei? I'm Zhuang Rui..."
When he was still twenty or thirty meters away from the figures in front of him, Zhuang Rui shouted loudly and turned on the strong flashlight at the same time, because the sun had completely set from one end of the snow-capped mountains.
"What's going on? What happened to Zhao Jun?"
After walking closer, Zhuang Rui discovered that the hot-blooded young man named Zhao Jun was lying on a thick tent with blood stains on his pants, while Zhu Wei and others were in a daze and a little at a loss.
"What are you talking about? Are you stupid?!"
Zhuang Rui shouted loudly, waking up these guys with dull eyes.
"Brother Zhuang, Brother Zhuang, save us, save Zhao Jun..."
What makes Zhuang Rui a little helpless is that these fragile brothers are on the verge of tears. Even Zhu Wei, the calmest one, has red eyes, as if seeing Zhuang Rui is like seeing a relative.
"Drink some wine first, brother Gyatso, and take a look at Zhao Jun's injuries first..."
Zhuang Rui saw that several people were in agitated mood, so he took out a bag of highland barley wine, handed it to Zhu Wei, and said, "Don't worry, tell me slowly, what happened to you?"
