Chapter 223: The Disappearing Zhang Zhung and Gu Ge
Some things do not necessarily lead to results if you are willing to do them. However, although my premonition cannot be said to be 100% accurate, I really believe that I can find some needed truths. Because of this strong premonition, I invisibly let it go.
My stress has eased a bit, and I even occasionally cheered Zhang Houhou on the road to cheer him up.
This is really the longest journey I have experienced in half my life. I took all kinds of transportation one by one. During this period, I considered many details, and Zhang Houhou was always on tenterhooks. He felt that there was a long journey from Shiquan River to the place where the incident occurred.
The road and the natural environment are harsh. Although the guys in charge of logistics walked back and forth once, in order to avoid any accidents and allow me to reach my destination safely and smoothly, Zhang Houhou asked the guys stationed at Shiquan River to find a road ahead of time.
A reliable guide took us there.
There is nothing to say about the process. After arriving in Tibet, those of us started to eat plateau An, and after walking for a while, we started to eat plateau rhodiola. After many bumps, we finally arrived at Shiquan River. When I first saw
When I arrived here, I was a little surprised. This is the capital of the Ali region of 300,000 square kilometers?
"This is actually just a town. There's nothing we can do about it. The environment is too bad."
The guys staying in Shiquanhe picked us up and settled down temporarily. They still had some equipment and cars, and had already found a guide. In fact, tourists come to Ali all year round, and there are also people who are responsible for guiding the way.
Guides, but there may be only one kind of guide who dares to go hundreds or thousands of kilometers deep into the hinterland of the plateau, and that is someone who has hunted Tibetan antelopes in the past.
The next day, I met the guide the guys were looking for. There are probably more than 10,000 residents in Shiquan River, and Tibetans account for 90%. However, this guide is Han, about forty years old, and has been working all year round.
After staying in the Tibetan area, his skin has been sunburned like a tea tree mushroom. His name is Lao Dao, and he seems to be a very tough person in terms of physique and temperament. I met him and I heard from the conversation that Lao Dao might have been really good in the past.
I used to be a poacher, but after breaking a leg in an accident, I stopped working.
Maybe it was the fact that I covered my face that turned a little pale that made Lao Dao feel a little contemptuous. While drinking the bitter brick tea, he looked at me a few times, and then looked at the people gathered outside. If there was anything in his nose,
Ruowu snorted.
"Not everyone can eat this bowl of rice."
"You and I are not on the same road." I knew as soon as I heard that Lao Dao regarded us as first-time poachers. He frowned and took a sip of tea: "Just lead the way."
"Then what are you going to do?" Lao Dao suddenly said that he would not do it. He said that he would not take jobs of unknown origin. Even if we were to kill people and set fires, we must give him a reason.
I could only tell him that I was going to find a lost team. Lao Dao thought I was naive and tried to trick me back and forth, but I didn't lie and he couldn't do anything.
"You want me to lead the way, no problem, but you have to think clearly." Lao Dao chewed tea leaves, pointed outside, and said, "Do you know how high it is here? If people like you go too far, you will end up hurting yourself.
Get killed."
Lao Dao’s words are really not meant to scare people. The average altitude here is 4,500 meters. To be honest, I feel very strenuous just sitting and drinking tea. I really can’t imagine what it will be like when I carry equipment across the plateau.
taste.
Lao Dao finally agreed to lead us. In fact, we knew the route back and forth. He only needed to give us a guide and tell us the correct way to go. He took a look at the equipment we brought and didn't say much. He just asked us to do more.
Go out and buy some chocolate and beef jerky.
We prepared here for about two days, and on the morning of the third day we wrapped ourselves in down jackets and set off. Before leaving, Lao Dao sat next to me and said, "Are you really ready?"
"Okay." I thought Lao Dao was a bit wordy and didn't look at him.
"Then let's go. It's better here in Shiquan River, but it's a long way. Few people who come here for the first time can hold on." Lao Dao stuffed some chewing gum into my hand: "Chew some of this,
Good for you."
What Lao Dao said may be true. The situation here in Shiquan River is much better than in other places. However, I already felt slight dizziness, tinnitus, general weakness, laziness, and did not want to move at night.
It's hard to fall asleep. If this situation continues, I really don't know what to do in places with an altitude of more than 4,000 meters.
We have three cars, two for pulling people and one for carrying supplies and fuel. Lao Dao is very experienced and gave us a lot of pointers after we got on the road, including many small details. As the road progressed, the altitude increased.
, other people also suffered from altitude sickness to a greater or lesser extent.
Many people have said that only on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau can one feel that the sky above their heads is pure and flawless, as blue as a piece of glass. Under this pure sky, one's soul seems to be sublimated and purified invisibly.
Throw away the ordinary distracting thoughts, and it seems that your whole body has merged into the sky.
I don't have this feeling, but I can see that the farthest reaches of my field of vision are almost completely connected to the sky, which is very spectacular. When the wind howls by, it seems to be a song that has been ringing for thousands of years.
A sad song on the plateau.
In Tibet, even if you go to places like Ngari and Mount Everest in the summer, you need to bring warm clothes. I wore a down jacket and a military coat. There will be breaks in the middle. Keeping warm is very important for people who enter the plateau.
Important, but if you want to make a fire here, the solid fuel that was commonly used in the past will no longer work, and you have to use a gasoline blowtorch. Lao Dao talked to me all the way (I suspect he was afraid that I would fall asleep), and sometimes he would suddenly ask me
Some arithmetic problems such as 18+23.
Next, we walked very slowly, because according to Lao Dao's experience, we have entered an area with an altitude of 4,000 meters. If the people in the team have chronic altitude sickness, it will be very troublesome, and it will take about three hours.
A very violent reaction occurs, and symptoms such as pulmonary edema appear, which may be fatal.
But the general situation is not bad. Except for Lao Dao, everyone else basically feels uncomfortable in one way or another, but it is not too serious.
"Your team is looking for the Xiangzhong and Guge ruins?" Lao Dao suddenly asked me, because when he was hanging around here in the past, he would encounter some expedition teams, either official or private.
They entered Ali with a very strong purpose, just to find some things that might be left behind by the Shang Shung Dynasty and the Guge Dynasty.
Guge was a dynasty that emerged on the plateau after Zhangzhong and Tubo. It was a dynasty established by the descendants of Zampu, the last Tibetan dynasty. It lasted for hundreds of years and played an important role in the history of Tibet. Because it is
They were in different eras, so there are a lot of things to study about Xiangxiong in Gugbi.
But Guge, like Zhangzhong, attracted the attention of later generations because of the mysterious disappearance of this huge plateau dynasty after its collapse. Guge was destroyed by the Ladakhi people. According to normal analysis, it died in the war.
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After the destruction of Guge, some of its urban ruins were preserved (this is much better than that of Zhangxiong), but the aboriginal people of Guge mysteriously disappeared as if they evaporated overnight, and there is no trace anymore. About this
It is a question beyond common sense. Someone once did some research. It is said that there are corpse caves under the Guge ruins, all of which are headless corpses. These corpses are the Guge people who were massacred after the war.
However, the number of these headless corpses is seriously inconsistent with the approximate population at the time of the destruction of Guge. It is impossible that all people from a country were massacred here.
Some people also say that the deterioration of the ecological environment is the main reason for the demise of the Guge people. However, the deterioration of the ecological environment requires a process, and the process of the disappearance of the Guge people is far shorter than this process.
Lao Dao said that the ruins left by the Guge people have remained silently on the plateau for hundreds of years. No one has deliberately destroyed the ruins, and even the world has never known that these places exist. The ruins of the Guge remain the same as when they were destroyed by the war.
It was in a state of destruction, but all the people inside were gone.
This is an unsolvable mystery, and there has never been any definite answer. Therefore, official or individual organizations have come to Ali from all over the country. They hope to find some clues from the Guge ruins to analyze and determine where the Guge people went.
Where.
"About hundreds of thousands of people." Lao Dao turned to me and said, "They've all disappeared."
At this moment, I am a little sensitive to the word disappear, especially after hearing Lao Dao’s words, I naturally connected these with the disappearance of Xiao Hu’s team. In terms of numbers, Xiao Hu’s team will definitely not be able to compete with those who were destroyed.
Compared with the Guge survivors, they disappeared so similarly that they suddenly disappeared almost silently.
Is there any connection between this?
I suddenly felt that the disappearance of Xiaohu and the others was not an accidental incident. Although the disappearance of the team was difficult to understand and imagine, I really felt that it was not accidental. Because a long time ago, two people
After the collapse of the dynasty, it disappeared on the plateau.
The dynasty has disappeared, let alone a team?
What about me? What is the connection between the strange things that happened to me and these? I rolled down the car window, stretched out my head, and looked at the blue sky. The desire to pursue the final truth in my heart became more and more determined.
"If you are not looking for something about Zhang Xiong and Gu Ge, then don't waste time on the way." Lao Dao looked at me again: "Let's go directly to find your lost partner."
We have been walking very slowly, just like crawling. According to the rough estimates of the previous guys, we may still be 400 kilometers away from the location of the incident.
Although it was very uncomfortable, if there were no interference from external factors, I think I could survive. However, at this section of 400 kilometers, we discovered some abnormalities.