Almost every month of the year, many Tibetan festivals are held in various parts of Tibet.

For example, the common Tibetan New Year, Xuedun Festival, Butter Lantern Festival, etc

For the Tibetans who live in this sacred area and are dedicated to Buddha, every festival about "gods" plays a pivotal role in their daily lives.

This is especially true during the séance festival in September.

The séance festival is a traditional festival in Tibetan areas.

It is said that this day was the day when Shakyamuni returned to the world after teaching his mother, Lady Maya, in the Celestial Palace.

Therefore, it is called "Heavenly Descent Festival" or "Divine Descent Festival".

Later, in order to commemorate this day and look forward to the return of Shakyamuni's incarnation, the believers will perform a day-long pilgrimage to the Buddha every September on the Heavenly Descending Festival.

Major temples also hold important events.

The scene was unprecedented, very lively.

Whether they are Tibetans living in groups or nomads living in groups, they will celebrate this special occasion in their own way.

The Greilles family is one of them.

In the pastoral area of southern Tibet, the Gelye family is a large nomadic people, who have been on this land for nearly two hundred years.

Right now, it's almost winter.

While busy with winter storage, the Heavenly Fall Festival came as scheduled.

Naturally, the people did not forget to celebrate.

Every day, he would worship the holy mountain and pray for God's mercy to bless him with good weather and forgive his sins.

God comes from faith and lives forever in the heart.

No one could have imagined that one day, he would actually hear the call of believers and descend from heaven to the world?

When he was worshipping, the unpredictable sacred mountain suddenly appeared, a vague figure, as if he had opened a pair of wings, leaping to?

At the juncture of the Descent Festival, how dare the Tibetans who believe in the gods dare to slack off when they see this situation?

For a while, they were in awe, greatly admired, and bowed down one after another.

This group of people is isolated, closed in information, and pure in heart, where have they never seen such a formation as the parachute landing on Mount Everest?

Mount Everest is their sacred mountain.

Throughout the ages, there has never been a trace.

On the sacred mountain, stepping on the clouds, this is not a god, what is it?

In their cognition, the gods who descended from heaven only exist in songs, Buddhist scriptures, and legends.

No one has ever seen him in person.

However, at this moment, seeing this scene with their own eyes, everyone's hearts were both excited and panicked.

It's too late to express, so there's only one kowtow!

However, where does Lu Yu know the reason.

He thought he had violated some kind of taboo!

Patriarch Greye, 49 years old this year, is the youngest generation of patriarchs in the history of the family.

The uncle wears a short waist-length shirt with white cocoon silk and satin brocade on his upper body, with a large left placket and a small right placket.

Covered with a round neck, wide sleeves, and chuba sewn from wool.

Several large colorful flower straps are tied around his waist.

He wore a pair of worn Tibetan shoes, a felt top hat, and a bronzed face, which had been exposed to the wind and sun for many years, leaving one wrinkle after another like a knife and an axe.

At this time, Greye knelt on his knees, his posture was reverent, and he knelt in front of Lu Yu.

Driven by the patriarch, the Sanskrit sound around for a while was like a song, and the tone was abrupt and frustrating, reaching the hearts of the people.

Looking at the dozens of Tibetans in front of him who were worshipping him, Lu Yu became more and more confused.

He had never seen this kind of big scene comparable to taking over, and after a long time, he said embarrassedly: "Uncle, you are ...... of these."

Looking at Lu Yu's embarrassment, the live broadcast room was very happy, and they complained:

“2333333”

"Welcoming the Gods!"

"The feather god has finally coaxed it!"

", it's awesome, the living Buddha is born!"

"6666, I want to laugh!"

"We're very professionally trained and don't usually laugh unless we can't help it!"

"Still laughing, weren't you scared enough just now?"

"Haha, real!"

……

Seeing that Lu Yu spoke, the patriarch Ge Leye slowly raised his head, still full of piety.

In the next second, he said a few words of Tibetan one after another, and he couldn't understand a word.

Hearing this, Lu Yu said, "Uncle, do you know how to speak Mandarin?"

As he spoke, he tried to lift the patriarch up.

But I never thought that in this way, the patriarch's emotions were even more excited.

With his hands folded, he looked pious, and he did not dare to approach him at all.

seems to be wondering in his heart, is this guy in front of him a human or a god......

The language barrier makes it impossible to communicate effectively.

This made Lu Yu very depressed.

So, he waved at the drone and let it fly close to him, trying to ask the audience for help.

However, what I didn't expect was that this scene made the already panicked Tibetans even more panicked.

Looking at the black disc flying in the sky, the chanting sound that had stopped sounding again.

Looking at the camera, Lu Yu said slowly: "They seem to have a misunderstanding about me, do they have brothers who know Tibetan?"

"Feather God, you're really embarrassed!"

"I don't understand!"

"It's hard to get English level 4, let alone Tibetan!"

"This one is a bit difficult ......"

"I understand a little, but they speak so fast, I only understand one sentence, and they seem to be asking you to forgive them......"

", 666 upstairs!"

"Upstairs is right!"

There are many friends who have lived in Tibetan areas for a long time in the live broadcast room, and a few words of Tibetan will naturally not be difficult for them.

Through their translation and explanation, Lu Yu suddenly realized and understood the cause and effect.

It turns out that these people have come to earth as the true gods......

I'll go, it's too dreamy!

At the same time, after listening to the explanation of the Tibetan god, some viewers who did not know what was going on were also immediately surprised:

"Damn!6666!"

"The anchor is amazing!"

"The feather god is developed this time!"

"And this kind of operation?"

"Everyone has faith, and when you encounter this scene at this juncture, you have to be dumbfounded if you change it!"

"The main thing is that the battle of the feather god is too big!"

"Fly down from the sky, who is not afraid!"

……

Knowing the ins and outs, Lu Yu didn't delay any longer, hurriedly picked up the patriarch uncle, tried to communicate with them with body language, and frequently apologized for his behavior of destroying their ranch.

"Uncle, I'm really sorry. I will bear all the losses here. Don't get excited, in fact, I'm the same as you, we are all Chinese, two eyes and one nose, no difference......"

In order to prove himself, he also asked his uncle to pinch him in the face to prove that he was not an outlier.

After working for a while, the patriarch Geleye was not so afraid, but his expression was still very reverent, and he still had words in his mouth, and from time to time he glanced at the drone flying above Lu Yu's head, as if he regarded it as a retinue of the gods......

The communication was okay, but after all, it was not to the point.

Lu Yu was making gestures, gesturing, and apologizing, and it took five minutes for the distance to get closer.

Having opened up the situation, he took out his GPS and satellite phone from the paratrooper bag, confirmed his coordinates, contacted the pilot Solang, and told him to come over quickly, so that he could act as an interpreter for himself and communicate the matter as well as possible.

Nothing else, the losses of the Tibetans cannot be underestimated.

After waking up early in the morning, Solang has been watching the live broadcast all the time.

He naturally knew all about the scene that had just happened.

During the call, the guy leaned back and smiled and promised again and again in his broken Mandarin: "Good friend, I'll go over right away, the weather is not good, I need some time." ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you. ”

Hanging up the phone, Lu Yu was about to beg them for a drink.

But before he could speak, a rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly came closer and closer, and came from not far away.