Gu Xiaojun lowered his voice and spoke at an even pace, "The small town of Tuer is adjacent to Lake Namtso. As it is not located nearby any transportation lines, it is not surprising that tourists do not linger there for long. However, something must not be right if not even one pilgrim passes through the town, right?"
Namtso was sacred land to the Tibetan Buddhists. Every spring and summer, swarms of Buddhist believers came from all over the world to go on a pilgrimage. Many devotees made the difficult and long walk to Namtso. To these believers, who put in painstaking effort into the journey, did not care for mobile transportation. For within their hearts, each step on the rugged path beneath their feet were like pious deeds; Namtso, at the end of their vision, was the homeland which they sought.
However, when these believers arrived at the edge of the small town of Tuer, they avoided it, refusing to pass through or seek temporary lodgings there.
