Watch the mountain to kill the horse – Mount Raya, run to the death of the hippo.
The dead people in front were frozen on the rock wall and looked exceptionally clear. Although it was only a few dozen meters away from them, under such circumstances, it would only be four or five hours before they could actually get there.
When the stuffy oil bottle looked back, he realized that there was no way here at all. The way they walk is to climb on the rock wall. There are many mountains and ravines here. It is not impossible to move forward, but it will be very dangerous. He remembered that the Great Lama Deren told him when he was about to leave that a mountain that he felt would surely fall to his death was not dangerous when he climbed it. The real danger is that looking at a mountain that seems to have a chance to climb over, that kind of mountain will eat more lives.
Even so, he didn't have any thoughts of backing down.
Laba was getting old and resting on the cliff for a long time before he had the heart to look at the frozen corpses.
There are too many. Laba knows how they died by looking at the posture of the corpses. All the corpses are leaning against the cliff. Just like his current actions, they must have been trapped here by the previous strong wind. Like him, they also wanted to rest before leaving, but the temperature suddenly dropped. During the rest, many people froze to death in a state of exhaustion.
In cold places, death and sleep are sometimes synonymous, and many times it only takes a few seconds for a person to freeze to death.
"Master, some people should have come out of the mountain. When they were resting here, the temperature suddenly changed and the wind was blowing, so they were frozen to death. They should be fine. There are many people who may fall under the cliff after freezing to death. The
body is buried in the snow and will never be found."
"Get out?" The oil bottle was a little curious, "Is there anyone in the snow-capped mountains?"
"It's not what the owner thinks, foreigners often go in, Nor is it counted as an activity in it' they just want to know the path to cross these passes, and thus pass through the no-man's land ahead, not to explore anything," Rabah said, his tone suggesting that the place was really uninhabited. people zone.
After hearing this, Duanyou Pian nodded, and looked naturally towards the direction of the corpses. Laba sighed. At this time, another porter, who was resting on the side, shouted a few words in Tibetan, but Duoyou Pian didn't listen. I understand, but Laba understood, that was to say to him, "They're all strangers."
Laba turned to look at the corpses. In the wind and snow, he couldn't see too clearly, but he could see it after sweeping around. As far as the blue faces of those who died from freezing, they were indeed not familiar faces.
This is unlikely. They don't know all of Medog's porters, but they can know 90% of them. If it is an accident like this, at least half of them are people they know, but obviously those faces are too unfamiliar.
"Not from Medog," Raba looked at the stuffy oil bottle and seemed to want to ask, and said that he had never heard of such a strange team entering and leaving Medog, so where did these people come from? Could it be that he entered the no-man's land from other places and passed through here when he came out?
Laba was full of doubts, because as far as he knew, there were only a few paths through this no-man's land from ancient times to the present, and those paths were only The porters here know it, and it is passed down from generation to generation through the means of the elderly, because it is useless to describe these paths in words and pictures. These paths must be walked a dozen times before it is possible to remember them. , so it is impossible to leak out.
Another porter continued to speak to Laba in Tibetan, which means that there is something to be gained - sometimes encountering a corpse in a snowy mountain is not a bad thing. First, there may be a lot of things on the corpse.
It can be exchanged for money; the second is that if you can know the identity of the body, you can also get some information fees from the family.
The partner pointed to a corpse in the distance, which Rabah immediately discovered. It was three foreigners. Their clothes were completely different from the others, and there were Tibetans helping them carry many packages.
There are many valuable things in the packages of foreigners, which few people do not know. Generally speaking, Laba and the others will not attack foreigners. First, the lamas have a good relationship with foreigners. If foreigners are killed, the matter will generally not end easily, and they will eventually be punished very severely. Second, Foreigners always put half of the money back and pay for it, and the things they carry are very precious and exotic, but as long as they are sold, they may be found by temples or the government.
However, this time is a little different, because these foreigners obviously didn't set out from Medog, so if their things appear in Medog, nothing will happen.
It took a lot of hard work for a few people to get those backpacks, and then move on. Needless to say, the whole process is not described, because there is no description in the description, in short, it is not an easy process.
Around sunrise that day, Laba took everyone to a snowy slope. They dug a hole in the snow to protect from the wind and rested, so that they had a chance to see what was in their backpacks.
The bag is basically filled with instruments and rock specimens. Foreigners always take away some rocks. Rabah knows that those are specimens, but he doesn't know what the book is used for.
As they rummaged through, guessing how much the instruments were worth, they found two gold balls in the bag.
The two golden balls were placed in an iron box, and in the iron box there was another thing tightly wrapped in cloth.
Such three things and two gold balls have no cover, but that thing is so well wrapped, is it worth more than the gold balls?
But after opening it, they found that it was a piece of black stone-like metal, very ugly.
During the whole process, the stuffy oil bottle was always looking at the only thing in the backpack that was considered absolutely worthless, which was a notebook, which was densely written with foreigners' words.
Rabah looked at the stuffy bottle of oil and decided not to bother him for the time being. They got two golden balls. He felt that they didn't need to go any further. Maybe they were already richer than the bottle of stuffy oil.
Rabba was in ecstasy, feeling that this was the most important day of his life.
Just as he was thinking about how to explain to the suffocating oil bottle why he wanted to retreat, the suffocating oil bottle handed him the foreigner's notebook and asked him what this line of words meant.
It turned out that on a certain page of the notebook, there was a drawing, and beside it, a foreigner wrote a note in crooked Tibetan.
Laba didn't know much, but he could understand this Tibetan phrase, because when he was praying to the Buddha, the lama once taught and learned these things. This Tibetan phrase means "the limit of the world".
Laba didn't understand, he looked at the picture on the side of the Tibetan language, and then made the expression that he only knew so much about the stuffy oil bottle.