Chapter 565: What is facing?

Qinghai, the no-man's land in Kekexili, the old and the young continue to travel through this place that is both quiet and dangerous. All of this is the scenery here is really charming, that mountains, that day, that clouds, that grass, and that animals, all

Such harmony makes people unable to break the peace that has been insisted on for hundreds of years. The Hummer has been damaged by various natural disasters. If it weren't for the fact that this car had been transformed by professionals, it might have been scrapped.

It's on the way.

Erlong drove the worn Hummer, which was a bit depressed. Erlong was a little depressed because he had not eaten for a long time. The water and food in the car were given to Uncle Qinglong, who was sleeping in the back seat, on the road.

I met a group of hikers who were lost in the Kokoxili trip. The result was that they were hungry and the oil in the carriage was divided by them to the hikers. Erlong was very depressed and these young people were so called going out for a walk.

, but he regards his life as the bottom line, he is a little selfish and a little naive, how good it is to live.

He used to think that he would be in the *** when he arrived in Kekexili. It was not until Uncle Qinglong said that after traveling through Kekexili, we officially entered the **. Erlong then realized that this place belongs to the Tibetan area, but it cannot be called **. Kekexili seems to be

The gate of ** protects the Pure Land.

This little half moon was walking on the land of Kekexili. Before he knew it, the second dragon also fell in love with Kekexili. It was beyond the sight of the no-man's land. The groups of Tibetan antelope wild cows would stop and look at their plateau rabbits.

, and those wolves who don’t know what death is. This is the first time he has entered such a wonderful world and is dazzled to accept all this. What makes him most excited is the battle of wolves. In the world of wolfs, there is only combat

The saying that the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit is vividly reflected, either fighting or dying, so simple.

Therefore, after all, wolves travel thousands of miles, they eat meat.

After a few days of trekking and crossing the Tanggula Mountains, the Hummer finally rushed out of the deserted Kokoxili and came to Ando County at the foot of the Tanggula Mountains. If it weren't for being taken by Uncle Qinglong in the Kunlun Mountains, most of them would have been spared.

Months, they probably had already left Kekexili. Erlong had never seen Uncle Kunlun take action along the way. Whenever there was a crisis, he would either leave suddenly for several days or not know where he went. Every time

It was all alone that he faced the attack without warning, but whenever the battle was over, he would appear quietly to treat his illness and heal his injuries. Erlong knew that this was Uncle Qinglong training himself.

Parked the car in front of a small restaurant in Anduo County, Uncle Qinglong said lightly, "Fill up the oil, replenish the food, and after dinner, we will continue to set off in the evening. Now that we have entered the **, the real danger has officially begun.

It is also a shortcut to test whether your strength has improved for so long.”

Erlong nodded, and he was basically silent along the way. He did whatever Uncle Qinglong said, and never worried about anything else. After crossing the Tanggula Mountains, Uncle Qinglong turned his three thousand whites.

The first time I hid all the hairs, and they were dressed tightly, which was no different from normal people. I seemed to know that my outfit would cause trouble. This place is different from the Northeast and the Four Nine City. Here, everything is there

It may happen, this is a mysterious **.

After Uncle Qinglong ordered everything, he left alone. Erlong didn't know where Uncle Qinglong was going, and he would never ask. Anduo County is the north gate of **, and it is behind the Kokexili and Tanggula Mountains.

The first stop was said to be a county, but in fact it was not as big as a town in the mainland. The entire county was only a few streets. Erlong drove the car to a nearby car repair shop and roughly cleaned it. Then he drove it.

I took a cart to purchase food, water and daily necessities, and it was already evening when I finished all this.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening here. Although it was summer, it was still terrible. There were not many people on the street. There were only more than 30,000 people in the entire county, scattered in 17 towns because they were strongly scattered for a long time.

UV rays, most people have dark skin. Only when they smile can they see the strong contrast white, but their smiles are truly simple. Erlong parked the car at the intersection in the direction of the Tanggula Mountains, and the car was already on the car.

It was filled with things to use. Erlong took the time to buy a cigarette in a store. It was a bit surprising that there was a good cat produced in Baoji Cigarette Factory. Of course, monkeys would not have it on the tree, but smoked cigarettes that tasted like this hometown.

For a wanderer like him, it is a luxury enjoyment, and it is more powerful than picking up special pandas.

In the distance, there is the Tanggula Mountains that are endless to see, and the snowy mountain that is covered with snow all year round. The sunset slowly disappears behind the invisible mountains. The white clouds in the sky are so illuminated by the sunset, and the sunset is so

It's so tempting, the two dragons are like a stone sculpture, watching all this without any sadness or joy until the stars are everywhere,

When it was dark, Erlong drove back to the small restaurant that he had agreed with Uncle Qinglong. Uncle Qinglong had already returned and was drinking butter tea. After Erlong came in, he gave Erlong a cup of it.

, while saying, "The situation has changed a little. I may have to go to the junction of Sichuan and Tibet. You will stay in Ando these days. I will take you to a place later. You will stay there, not far from Ando County.

There is a small lama temple. There is an old lama in the temple. I was an old friend when I was young. I haven't seen him for decades. Today I went to see him. Although the old lama is not a living Buddha,

But you are also a great monk. You have a sense of resentment and resentment in your heart. After a long time, you have been suppressed for a long time and don’t want to be with your body. Listen to him chanting Buddhist scriptures and cultivate your body for a few days. If you don’t like it, I won’t force it, but don’t

If you leave Ando, ​​will it be much more dangerous if you leave Ando and enter Nagqu?"

Erlong was silent for a few seconds before nodding calmly.

Qinglong frowned and asked, "Don't you ask me what I'm doing?"

Erlong shook his head, and Qinglong smiled helplessly. If this young man didn't stand on a high place for the rest of his life, how could he be worthy of this trip across China?

When I drank a cup of butter tea almost the same, Uncle Qinglong stood up and said, "Let's go."

Land Rover drove eastward and stopped about ten kilometers away from Anduo County. Uncle Qinglong said, "get out of the car and walk."

Erlong nodded, knowing that this was respect for the monks. After walking for more than ten minutes, he finally saw a little dim light dozens of meters away. After walking for another two minutes, he saw a very devastating little lama.

The temple, the roads were bumpy, and the courtyard walls were also falling a lot, but the holy aura here made people feel involuntarily awe. Two dragons followed closely behind Uncle Qinglong, and even if they opened it, they didn't know how to draw it.

After all, which Bodhisattva or the monk's tent was the cloth tent, he finally walked into the hall of the Lama Temple.

The whole hall was very dark, with butter lamps lit inside. In the middle was a very old lama sitting cross-legged. Two younger lamas stood on both sides of the old lama.

Uncle Qinglong folded his hands together and bowed slightly and said, "Master, this is the young man I'm talking about."

The old lama did not speak or opened her eyes, whispering in Tibetan language to read scriptures that no one understands. Erlong frowned and looked at the decorations in the entire hall. At this time, the old lama finally opened his eyes and said, "Buddha."

If I don’t save me, I will become a demon. If I am merciful, why don’t I save people? It’s not that I won’t save me, but the time has not come.”

Erlong frowned and looked at the old lama. The resentment in his heart became a little stronger. It seemed that the resentment that had been suppressing since he woke up finally reached its peak at this time. He felt uncomfortable, painful, and bone-like.

The pain.

"Young man, there was a man like you thirty years ago. At that time, I couldn't see through it. But when he came some time ago, I couldn't smell his resentment back then. What happened will eventually happen.

Right?" the old lama continued.

"Master, what is facing?" Erlong spoke slowly.

The old lama smiled and said, "Look back and face it even if it is faced"

Erlong suddenly covered his heart and said, "I can't go back."

At this moment, this man who had suffered for most of his life burst into tears. He said that everyone has a grave in his heart, burying the unknown, but some people really have the grave in their hearts burying the dead.

Who knows this kind of suffering?
Chapter completed!