Darkness enveloped the valley. Bi Fang turned on his headlight, but it could only illuminate one or two meters in front of him.
The line of sight is very narrow.
At an altitude of 6,400 meters, Bi Fang was already in the clouds. The narrow range brought about more cautious actions, and the climbing speed became slower.
Apart from the howling of the wind, there was no other sound in the entire valley, no humans, no other creatures.
There were gradually fewer people in the live broadcast room. Watching Bi Fang progress step by step, the world fell silent.
Bi Fang said, is this the Silent Valley?
It's really not wrong at all.
Fang Xiang is a middle-aged man. He does not succeed or fail. Like every middle-aged man, he needs to take care of his parents, himself, and his three families. He occasionally quarrels, but gets back together after a few days, and lives a step-by-step life.
Live with a fixed salary.
He is not a fan of Bi Fang, and has never even watched the live broadcast. His only hobby is to watch short videos, watch the news, and occasionally post comments. The reason why he came here is that a few days ago, the news of an avalanche attracted people's attention.
He, watching the live broadcast that he had always despised, Fang Xiang was deeply immersed in it.
At this moment, everyone's soul seems to have arrived in the Himalayas thousands of kilometers away, sitting quietly in the center of this world.
Because of the quietness, everyone can feel the flow of the wind, which brings distant sounds, the swaying of the mountains and forests, and the whistle of the mountain gods.
Several kilometers away, patches of spring flowers swayed, and snowflakes silently condensed into ice.
My hair is gray, there is a glimmer of light under the moonlight, and there is a cold lake in the distance outside the window. I imagine that I walk into the water with bare feet, wake up the sleeping fish, and the light merges into the sea, and the waves rise and fall silently.
Want to travel.
Fang Xiang opened his eyes again, but he thought about his wife who was arguing every day, his son who was working in another province, and the elderly and inconvenient old man, and he sighed silently.
Suddenly, a dark yellow skeleton appeared in Fang Xiang's sight. He was so startled that he jumped out of his imagination, stepped back, and dropped his cell phone to the ground. He didn't come back to his senses until he fell on the edge of the bed.
A cold sweat had soaked through his undershirt.
Fang Xiang was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he tremblingly picked up the mobile phone on the ground and found that the skeleton was not in reality, but on Mount Everest thousands of kilometers away.
Not only him, but also hundreds of thousands of spectators were all surprised. They even broke out in a cold sweat, and even more participants screamed.
The first-person immersive experience is very beautiful, but when it encounters danger, it is simply fucked.
Through the hat and oxygen mask, a corpse appeared in the narrow field of vision.
Imagine that the headlight can only illuminate one or two meters in front of you. Except for the howling of the wind, the world is silent and beautiful. Suddenly, through the hat and oxygen mask, you see in this narrow field of view a corpse whose bones were blown apart by the wind.
.
Being able to close the flood valve is already a sign of strong self-control.
Even Bifang himself was a bit frightened, especially when he might be the only one left on the entire mountain.
The upper part of the body's torso was pale and exposed, with only one arm and one leg still intact.
Bi Fang got closer and found that there were scars on the clothes around the body's waist. After thinking about it for a while, he guessed: "It should have been that he and his companions were tied together with ropes, but they fell off the cliff together and died."
The body was leaning against the backpack with eyes wide open, as if invisible sights were focused on everyone, which made people shudder. The stone hair was condensed in the wind and snow, and he could not rest in peace.
Years of strong winds and severe cold stripped away the skin and hair of the corpse, turning it into a horrifying remains.
"Get used to it. It's easy for climbers to see the remains of previous climbers at high altitudes, especially at 7,000 meters. There will be corpses almost everywhere you look, and there will be more even further up."
【Ooooooo, I want to go home, mother】
[I almost peeed because I was so scared just now]
The corpse was just an interlude, allowing the audience to see the dangers of Mount Everest, but it did not prevent Bifang from climbing. Finally, at 7:37, Base Camp No. 2 appeared in front of everyone.
Camp No. 2 is in a huge valley. Many mountaineering teams will rest here for two days, use these two days to adapt to the new altitude, and then continue climbing.
But because it is a valley, the wind and snow here are not only not light, but even bigger. The cold wind is like a knife, blowing into Bifang's clothes. Even the line of sight becomes narrower. You have to walk in to see whether the tent is clear.
Completely disassembled.
Unfortunately, everyone in Camp 2 seemed to be gone, and almost all the tents, large and small, had been dismantled and covered with rocks.
"I said before when choosing a campsite that valleys and caves are not suitable as campsites because this kind of terrain turns into a wind nest at night."
[Why? There are mountain walls all around here, shouldn’t it block the wind? 】
The audience looked at the nearby mountain peaks and didn't quite understand.
"What can block the wind is not called a valley. It is a small pit. But in any valley, it is impossible to block the wind. The wind here is called valley wind geographically. It is because of this terrain."
"During the alternation between day and night, there will be a temperature difference between the hillside and the valley due to solar radiation. The temperature difference brings about the density and pressure difference of the atmosphere near the ground. The pressure gradient force will push the air flow from the high pressure area to the low pressure area. This is the valley.
What causes wind."
"And you should know that on a clear day, for every 100 meters of altitude increase, the temperature will drop by 1 to 2 degrees. In addition, the cloud layer is equivalent to a thermal blanket. If you are between or even above the cloud layer, the temperature drop will be even greater.
"
Bi Fang found a crack and didn't pay much attention. He pulled away the snow and made a simple snow nest. Then he took out a thin blanket from his backpack and rolled it around his body. He used the backpack as a pillow. He actually planned to leave it at that.
rest.
【Holy shit, you just fell asleep like this?】
【Ruthless person】
[I remember Lao Fang said that he didn’t seem to have brought a sleeping bag]
[I’m so cold even sleeping in a park, let alone here.]
[The previous brother has a story? Why, was he kicked out by his wife? 】
[I was warned by my wife for divorce, and she said I was a common man, woo woo woo]
【Ah this ah this】
Bi Fang zipped up his clothes completely, covering half of his face, and tightened his thermal mask a little tighter. He said in a low voice: "The severe cold can damage our lungs and internal organs, so we must cover it with a scarf or something similar."
Your nose and mouth, so it warms you up a little before you breathe in the air."
"In addition, there is a risk of hypothermia and frostbite in severe cold areas. You must ensure that your body temperature is normal. Keep warm externally. You can also obtain heat internally by eating. Okay, that's it for today's live broadcast. Go to bed first.
There is still a tough battle to be fought at Camp Three tomorrow."
With that said, Bi Feng turned off the live broadcast due to the audience's reluctance.