The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is sentimental.
Well, it's not so charming. At night, at the old man's house, the conversation between Xu Guangling and the pharmacist was still going back and forth. It felt like Lu Bu met Li Yuanba and they were going to fight for three hundred rounds.
Of course, Xu Guangling carefully controlled the output, focusing on guiding the opponent's combat power output.
However, occasionally he would use one or two hands and special moves to defeat the opponent thousands of miles away. Of course, the defeat at this time would never lead to depression. On the contrary, the opponent would soon accumulate energy with higher passion and fight again.
war.
After some drinking, the battle was still going on.
After drinking twice, the battle became more intense.
After three drinks...
After all, the old pharmacist is just an ordinary person. Because of proper health maintenance, he may be able to stay up for seventy-two hours if necessary like young people, but his body cannot withstand the erosion of alcohol.
Got down.
A bustling metropolis is an ecology.
A peaceful small city is a kind of ecology.
A remote town is a kind of ecology.
And this kind of scattered people who live far away from cities and settlements, only in the mountains and at an average altitude of about 4,000 meters above sea level, is another kind of ecology.
The health of the ordinary people here, the scattered ones, is generally not very good. Although it is far away from all kinds of pollution in the city, and the food and drinks they eat and drink are relatively simple instead of various hormone foods, but at this high altitude
,cold is always the biggest problem.
Milder, arthritis.
The heavier ones, the legs are stiff.
What's more serious is that the whole body is weak.
It's like a deserted snowy field. Most of the plants and trees are carefully dormant under the ice, snow and cold, but among them, there are two kinds, or one or two people, like snow lotuses and ice-edge flowers.
.
The harsh environment is torture for others, but it is a training for them.
Then, in the ice and snow, under the blazing sun, a single branch shines and a single flower blooms.
To put it into perspective, what kind of geographical environment is here?
High altitude, foggy, snowy, windy, cold, short summers and long winters, spring and autumn seem to be non-existent, people have less time for effective activities, and it is so cold that most of the time, even thinking seems to freeze, or
Talk about delay.
So this is not a residential area.
Therefore, the mountain people who originally lived here, if they have the conditions, will mostly move out. Even if they don't have the conditions, they will try their best to move outside.
In addition, basically all the young people here are gone and are seeking a life outside. Once they can survive outside, they probably won't come back, including their children and grandchildren.
But if you are a doctor and pharmacist who is knowledgeable, able to think, and good at maintaining health...
To use a very common saying, this vast world has a lot to offer.
Just like a fish swimming in the fertile sea.
This is a sleeping treasure area, including the uninhabited areas of the Northland that Xu Guangling walked through before.
What articles can be done here?
With this kind of thinking, Xu Guangling's footsteps continued to move forward after a brief pause.
"The ancients often gained something when they looked at the heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, grass and trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts, because of the depth of their thoughts and their omnipresence. If you are close, there will be many people wandering around; if you are far away, there will be few.
The wonders, weirdness, and extraordinary sights of the world often lie in the dangers and distances that are rarely accessible to humans."
To a great master, the small earth is probably no different from the globe on the table. There is no such thing as "dangerous distance".
Although until now, Xu Guangling has not even stepped outside the borders of the country during his free travels.
It stands to reason that he should study astronomy... Xu Guangling does have such curiosity, but the fact is that starting from this trip, he will once again, and truly, use his footsteps to measure the country on a large scale.
Starting from leaving Wuming Mountain, Xu Guangling's footsteps went all the way south.
On the way, he followed a branch of the Hengduan Mountain Range and headed from west to east.
Although it is considered a high-altitude area, the population here is much denser. It was during the walk that Xu Guangling realized that tourist routes had been opened here, including Shangri-La, Kangding, Daocheng and other places, and then all the way to
The home of giant panda breeding research.
It is also a place where many delicious foods gather.
However, Xu Guangling did not have much interest in food for the time being, so he did not go to the city, but only wandered around this mountainous area.
When he came to an unknown wilderness between Litang and Kangding, it snowed heavily.
It's real heavy snow.
This is early winter. Outside the mountains, the bustling cities are still in the mood of autumn. But here, the heavy snow has begun to cover the sky. Judging from the way the snow is falling, it is conceivable that the snow will be knee high tomorrow morning.
of.
It was dusk, and the twilight was closing in.
"Where is the hometown at sunset? The Yanbo River makes people sad."
"Chaimen hears the barking of dogs and returns home on a snowy night."
The combination of sunset, wind and snow makes it easy for people to escape to a warm and safe place physically and psychologically. And when you are in it, the most beautiful longing is probably to light up the stove.
, eat hot pot...
For Xu Guangling.
No impact.
This level of weather change is unlikely to have any impact on his body.
It doesn't matter whether the sun is hanging in the sky or the moon is hanging in the sky, or whether the sun and moon are not dark and there is heavy snow in the sky.
So he continued his stroll leisurely and calmly.
There was heavy snow covering the fields, but not a piece of it touched my body or even my feet.
Xu Guangling seems to be just a phantom, walking in this real world, or maybe he is the only entity, and the heavy snow in the sky is virtual.
Then in an empty mountain field, he saw a huge pile of rocks.
Mani pile.
Xu Guangling had seen such things before in Beidi, and there were many of them.
There are them in cities and also in villages.
Some Tibetans will walk in circles around such stone piles, prostrate themselves, or chant sutras, etc. There are even some old ladies in the countryside chanting alone beside such stone piles.
Idle thoughts.
Think of it as someone to talk to.
But the one Xu Guangling saw now was much bigger, at least seven or eight times bigger than the ones he had seen before. It was very spectacular and had a visual impact.
Moreover, it is like a small mountain peak, standing on the boundless mountains and fields.
To say standing still is actually inappropriate.
Because it's half collapsed.
At this moment, the gradually getting darker night and the falling heavy snow once again exaggerated its original vicissitudes.
When he came closer, Xu Guangling stopped and faced this ancient pile of stones with a distance of more than ten meters.
"Xiaotian, show me the underground here."
The next moment, Xu Guangling saw the underground scene in this mountainous area.
A large number of earthen jars, pottery, wooden bowls, stone pots, tables and chairs, and some iron utensils, etc., broken or rusted, are scattered under the ground for dozens of kilometers around this Mani pile.
There are also obviously reinforced soils and many other things, indicating that this place was once a settlement area in the past.
Moreover, it is at least the size of a "bustling town".
At some point, this town ceased to exist, but strangely, this Manidui was left behind. Logically speaking, it should have been taken away by people who moved to other places.
Standing here, Xu Guangling's ears seemed to still be ringing with the old chants.
When he came back to his senses in an inexplicable meditation, he realized that he did not just seem to hear it, but actually heard the sound of chanting.
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