At noon on the tenth day, the convoy went up to the last section of the high-grade highway: the Qinghai-Tibet Highway.

It is one of the highest roads in the world and is known as the "Sky Road". Starting from Ningxi City, Qingguo Province, cross the Xishi Gorge, climb the Riyue Mountain, bypass Qinghai Lake, cross the Qaidam Basin, pass through Golmud, turn over the Kunlun Mountain and Tanggula Mountain, go to Nagqu, cross Yangbajing to Riguang City. With a total length of 1,937 kilometers, it is a national highway that meets the standards, the road surface is wide, the four seasons are smooth, the main artery that crosses the roof of the world, the daily volume of cars is more than 1,000, and 85% of the materials in the western Tibet Autonomous Region are transported from this road.

However, when everyone's car "stepped on" this smooth "Qinghai-Tibet National Highway", looking at the national highway of Pingchuan and the endless no-man's land around it, there was a sense of pride, which came from overcoming the difficult Tangbo Ancient Road!

On the last section of the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, the Sunshine City in front of you is "not far". Two hours later, entering the valley of the Sunshine River, looking at the two banks of the river where the fields are 'intertwined' and the green 'yin' is full of wilderness, Yang Damei's 'female' was surprised: "Husband, can wheat grow at such a high altitude?"

The old rascal scratched his hair and said, "It doesn't seem to be wheat, is it?

"Hmph, husband, there's definitely no leeks in the field outside!" Wang Zixuan said coquettishly.

"That's barley, a variant of wheat, hehe, who told you not to understand Tibetan? In the past few days, I have been in contact with the Tibetans, and my husband has learned a lot about their customs, hehe, it is said that after Princess Wencheng entered Tibet, she learned that the Tibetans were short of food, and some of them also ate radishes and grass seeds, so she asked the accompanying agricultural masters to take out the seeds of the five grains and teach the Tibetans to grow crops. 'Jade' rice, potatoes, broad beans, and rape are very adaptable to the plateau climate and grow well. It's just that the wheat can't do it, so it keeps changing, and finally grows the barley that Tibetans love today, and along the way, you also eat a lot of barley noodles. The old rascal laughed.

The car entered the old city of Nikko, and everyone felt a strong religious color. The convoy slowly circled the old city center of Octagon Street of the Jokhang Temple, giving everyone a sense of being in the country of Buddhism.

There are still Tibetan houses made of stone on both sides, and horse-drawn carriages jingle along the gravel road, as if taking people back to the Middle Ages. Good men and women believe in the Jokhang Temple, kowtow, watch the cigarette smoke, and listen to the sound of the Dharma instrument, which adds to the solemn and simple atmosphere.

Later, under the leadership of Yang's brother-in-law Hummer, the convoy drove to the new city of Sunshine City, and once here, there was a feeling of being in the modern era: the Post and Telecommunications Building, the Sunshine City Hotel, the TV Teaching Building, the News Building, the Department Store, the Comprehensive Trade Mall, the Gymnasium, the Youth Activity Center, the Karaoke Song and Dance Hall, and so on.

The journey is exciting, but also tired, after staying at the Sunshine City Hotel, the old hooligan ordered: today and tomorrow two days, free activities, but not allowed to run far, each time out of the 'door' must be more than two people, brother-in-law, you are responsible for contacting the charter flight, the day after tomorrow, we take the charter flight back to Golmud, climb the 'jade' Mount Everest, finish, and then return to Sunshine City by plane, and finally take the northern Sichuan line as planned.

As a four-star foreign-related hotel, the conditions are still quite good, and the three old hooligans no longer have cars.

Compared with the three old hooligans, the others were a little tired, and they rested when they entered the room, so the old hooligan led the two 'women' to visit the Potala Palace and the Jokhang Temple.

Of course, I also called a Tibetan girl who could speak Chinese to be my tour guide, and when she heard that the old rascal could 'mingle' with her in pure Tibetan, the Tibetan girl immediately became very excited and enthusiastic.

Sometimes, the same language can make people feel identified.

As the flow of people ascends the Potala Mountain, the scenery of Nikko City is in full view: the mountains with snowcaps surround the ancient city, the sparkling Nikko River flows through the south of the city, and the Nikko Bridge connects the new city with the old city like a ribbon. The riverside road, which is more than ten kilometers long, is lined with green trees, like a jade necklace, making Nikko City more charming.

"It is said that when Princess Wencheng first arrived in Sunshine City, she climbed the mountain to see the terrain of Sunshine City, and in her eyes, there was a Rakshasa 'woman' lying on the earth. She believes that Potala Mountain and 'Medicine' Wang Mountain are the ** of Rakshasa 'women' and must be suppressed to extinguish the demonic spirit. So he suggested to Songtsen Gampo that the rich room be expanded in Potala Mountain and a blockhouse should be built on the 'Yao' Wang Mountain. Today, it seems that Princess Wencheng not only knows the five elements of 'yin' and yang, but also knows the military..."The Tibetan girl explained to the three of them in a rather broken Chinese.

When visiting the Jokhang Temple, looking at the monks with simple faces, the old rascal suddenly remembered the events of his previous life in 08, shook his head, and immediately shook off this memory of his previous life.

"The location of this young willow is the Tang willow planted by Princess Wencheng and Songtsen Gampo, but unfortunately it was dug up during the 'Cultural Revolution'...", the Tibetan girl introduced.

Inside and outside the wall, the three old hooligans saw many Tibetans kowtowing, their whole bodies touching the ground, their foreheads touching the ground with a loud bang, and they reverently paid homage to Zampu and the princess, praying for the blessing of their heavenly spirits.

The degree of piety in it makes the old rascal want to learn from it.

"This Buddha is the image of Sakyamuni, with a holy smile, plump and round, thin eyebrows and hair, gorgeous clothes and hats, it is an authentic Tang Buddha shape, and it is also invited by Princess Wencheng from Chang'an, and later moved into the temple by Princess Jincheng from the Potala Palace..."

"You see, there are also these gilded faces, all of which are full of golden skin and pimples, as if they are covered with 'green' spring 'beautiful pox'. In fact, it is not that the statue is crude, but that there are too many people who give and donate gold, and everyone has molded the gold they donated to their heads. Because of the constant gilding, these piles of flowing gold are flawed..."

....

The three of them listened to the Tibetan girl's explanation and nodded from time to time.

The old rascal suddenly lifted the bag in his hand and said with a smile: "Forget, we are also here to give alms!"

After speaking, he came to the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha in the lobby and said to the Tibetan girl, "Is it okay to stuff the money into the almsgiving box?"

"Of course you can!" said the Tibetan girl with a smile.

The old rascal looked at a 40-year-old lama next to him, smiled at him, and then placed the purse on the almsgiving box and opened the combination lock.

It is said that when they see money, the eyes of the Tibetan girl and the 40-year-old lama are bright.

The old rascal sighed in his heart, alas, there must be great monks and great virtues in the Jokhang Temple, but they will definitely not come to the front hall to go around, and they will not show such a strong performance after seeing the banknotes.

Then, the old rascal instructed the two 'women' and the three of them to stuff the box with 1 million yuan into the almsgiving box.

When the Tibetan girl saw the actions of the three old hooligans, she was surprised before, and then she also smiled.

I think this girl is also a person who respects the Buddha!

Just as the old hooligan and his entourage continued to rotate in the Jokhang Temple after they had finished giving alms, the previous lama, who was in his 40s, stepped forward gently and said in broken Chinese: "Donor, please slow down! Danba Jiangbai, director of our management committee, wants to meet you." ”

When the old rascal heard this, he smiled in his heart and sighed in his heart: "The name of the management committee is still 'quite new'!"

Subsequently, I met the director, not too much, mainly to thank the old rascal for his generosity, after chatting a few words, leaving, the old rascal really wanted to meet the real cultivators here, but these are all by fate, of course, there is no part.

After leaving the Jokhang Temple and saying goodbye to the Tibetan tour guide, the old rascal carried an empty bag and smiled at the two 'women': "Alas, my husband wants to meet the real master, but he is not blessed!"

Yang Damei's 'female' smiled: "Husband, you don't have to come here to find it, there are also a lot of mountains in the mainland, you have nothing to do in the future, you can go out to find it, hehe, just don't really become a monk, let me and Zixuan cry without tears in the end!"

"Hehe, monk, definitely not! Let's go, let's go have a rich Tibetan meal!" said the old rascal.

This night, the old hooligan has a very impulsive, and then go to the Potala Palace and Jokhang Temple to visit, but think about it, 2000 is not 1980, at this time, although commercialization is not as widespread as a few years later, but it is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, today I see the Jokhang Temple selling "Kaiguang" jewelry is a witness!

Alas, let's talk about it later!

Thinking of this, he reached out and gently stroked the necks of the two beauties, and also forced himself to meet with Zhou, but after the transformation, he basically stopped dreaming.

The second day after arriving at Nikko City, which is the eleventh day of the journey, is the time for everyone to shop, to be exact, it should be the time for all the 'women' to shop. As for the men, they all ran 'errands' and carried bags.

In this way, shopping, enjoying food, adjusting the state, and preparing for the 'jade' Everest.

On the twelfth day, everyone drove to the airport again, parked the car in the airport parking lot, and then carried large bags and small bags into the security checkpoint, and then walked straight to Airbus 320.

Since it was a charter flight, everyone was much freer, talking and laughing, and in an hour, they arrived at Golmud Airport, which is a small airport.

Then, of course, it is to look for the car and buy supplies, and when the car reaches the distance of more than 20 kilometers from the 'jade' Mount Everest, it can no longer move forward, and it is necessary to have manpower and animal power to meet the base of the mountaineering to meet the supplies.

At a mountaineering office here, it took more than an hour for everyone to get all kinds of documents, and then, under the guidance of a guide, a few Tibetans were invited to bring in more than a dozen yaks to carry everyone's luggage to their destination.

When they reached the base of the mountainside, the old hooligan found that they were not the only ones, and they thought that climbing the 'jade' Mount Everest was a very "popular activity" now!

When the tent was set up, the old hooligan told one of the Tibetans that we should stay here for at least a week, that there was no problem with water, and that we could get some fresh vegetables, fruits, and fresh meat...

After paying enough deposits and labor fees, several Tibetans agreed and promised to send 18 people with ingredients every two days.

At this height, the three drivers of the water truck and the fuel truck in the team all reacted a little bit of snowy mountains, so they could only stay in the tent, and the old rascal thought for a while, it is better to let these three people go back to Golmud tomorrow and wait.

Inside the tent, looking at the ruddy little faces of the two 'women', the old rascal said happily: "Baby, come here, you have to live an ascetic life for a few days, and you can't have evil thoughts, otherwise the mountain god will blame!"

Wang Zixuan said: "Hmph, as long as you don't bully us, it's fine!"

For three days in a row, the nine-member mountaineering team began mountaineering training under the training of the instructor of the base.

One force will drop ten!

One night, the old rascal tried to wear short 'pants' and short sleeves and walked around, but found that it was not cold at all!

In this way, the old rascal has really become a freak! Everyone in the base is vying to take a picture with him wearing short-sleeved short pants and sucking in slippers.

The old hooligan's stinky behavior made Wang Zixuan wrinkle his nose again, and what about the virtuous Yang Damei's 'daughter'? also shook his head and sighed.

Since it was a challenge to the limit, the old rascal did not forget to take advantage of the process of mountaineering training by others, put on shorts' pants, T-shirts and sneakers, and ran quickly near the base.

Since the old hooligan walked the dragon and the tiger walked, the dragon soared and the tiger leaped, the cold and heat did not invade, and there was no altitude sickness, in the end, the two 'women' came with him.

Once, during a meal, the old rascal smiled at the crowd who were spitting white while eating: "Hehe, I want to run to the top of the mountain like this!"

The coach who has been coming to eat for the past two days smiled: "Hehe, Boss Li, I believe you have this ability!"

There are five or six groups of people climbing this mountaineering, and the coach, of course, is the most "considerate" to the old rascals, and he teaches them very conscientiously.

First, the old hooligan is a rare billionaire, second, the old rascal is a freak, and third, he can rub some good dishes and good 'meat' every day, and stay in the base all the year round, how can he always eat fresh vegetables, fruits and fresh 'meat'?

On the night of the fourth day, the sixteenth night of the trip, the old rascal and the two 'women' gave orders to go out for a walk, and the two 'women' agreed when they saw that he had been in good health for the past two days. But he still let him put on long sleeves and bring a satellite phone.

As soon as he got out of the tent, the old rascal ran away!

After running for dozens of kilometers, I ran into a piece of snow, then stopped, looked at the time, and found that it was less than half an hour, more than 20 minutes, and I ran almost 30 kilometers of mountain roads and snow roads, which made the old rascal very satisfied!

When he found a piece of snow without snow, he sat down, closed his eyes, and in less than a minute, he opened them again, and whispered: "No, I can't let the daughters-in-law and 'wives' worry, give them a call." ”

When the two 'women' learned on the phone that the old hooligan was going to meditate outside for a night, they complained again, but fortunately, the two 'women' already had a blind sense of trust in the old hooligan, and finally had to agree to him.

After setting the alarm clock for the electronic watch he was carrying, the old rascal stretched his body and closed his eyes.

After a while, he entered a state of no 'jade' and no demand.

I don't know what year and month it is!

At this time, on a big mountain on the side of Mount Everest, a lonely temple, an old lama and a teenage little lama walked out of the temple, looked in the direction of Mount Everest, and the old lama sighed: "Zongzhe, alas, the holy mountain has been defiled!"

The little lama called Zongzhe smiled and said, "Master, the outside world is like this, I heard the Tibetans say, Jokhang Temple..."

"Alas, don't talk about it, these worldly mortals!" the old rascal sighed, and suddenly he sighed, looked in one direction, and his face became solemn.

Zong Zhe was puzzled and said, "Master, what's wrong?

"Hehe, Zong Zhe, this person's light wheel is soaring straight into the nine heavens, but the light wheel is also full of anger, the master is going to meet him, you stay here, don't go with him!" the old lama laughed, and then, as if out of the earth's gravity, he jumped down.

The little lama saw the master's red 'colored' monk's robe bulging in the air, and saw the master slowly fall like a swallow on the stone more than ten meters low from the balcony where he was standing, and then saw the master "jump" forward quickly and lightly, still like a swallow.

"Oh, Master, I didn't expect you to be an old man...", the little lama Zongzhe said with a look of surprise.

The old rascal was immersed in the realm of "I am the world, and the world is me", and he did not know that not far away, an old lama wearing a red 'colored' monk's robe, with a kind face and warm eyes, was looking at him with a slight nodding and a smile.