Makeup on Kunlun, I don't know for a reason.

A long road to the heights, just to hide from the old acquaintance.

Frontier Province, Hotan City. A white Radaniwa is parked in front of the shopping street. In the outdoor store, several bags of large and small things are neatly organized into the trunk and roof racks. Buy Remu sat quietly by the wheel, with a haughty expression that no one wanted to deal with.

At this time, Mu Hete shaved off the hair that had been left for five years, and it was the first time in five years that he had shaved off his beard, and now his eyebrows were still there, otherwise the green brain was too much like a cracked salted duck egg. If you look closely, you will see that there are dense needle marks around his left eye, and his right ear seems to have been broken off from the middle and then sewn up.

I saw that he was still holding an iPhone SE from many years ago in his hand. Mobile phones have a sense of novelty that does not fit the times. Muhete wears a pair of yellow cargo shoes, dark jeans, and a black T-shirt. For the first time, I got a new magic scarf.

Neatly and neatly pack up the clutter in the vehicle, no way, Niva is a three-door small off-road, don't tidy up, really can't put down these equipment. This is where we go. Our lovely police uncle stopped him.

No way, this look, still has a big bald head. If the police don't check, then it can't be justified.

DiDi ...... The original person conforms to 80%, please cooperate with the investigation...... The female voice in the machine was a bit harsh.

Hello, comrade. Is this ID card yours?

Yes, I've just lost a little weight. My ID number is 654xxxxxxx. Wait, I'll show you my phone and look at my old photos. As he spoke, Mu Hete took out the SE and flipped up the photo album. Find a few photos from years ago and show them to the police uncle.

The police suspiciously held the mobile phone and compared it for a long time. It was returned to Muhete. Of course, at this time, we should call him by the name on his ID card - Xing Yu.

In recent years, the security of the border province can be said to be the highest in the country. Although it is not that the road is not forgotten, the night is not closed. But it's about the same.

It was checked for ten minutes and it was confirmed that it was safe. The police returned the documents. Saluted. looked at the co-pilot sitting honestly on the hot wood with interest. "You dog, what can you do?" "That must be, pulled down from the Tianshan Mountains, pure Kazakh mastiff." He sits in the co-pilot, doesn't need a seat belt, right?" The policeman also laughed, "Does your car have airbags? Old Maozi's antiques?" "My stereos are all boss's, do you say there are any airbags?" It seems that this policeman is also a car fan, no way, man, isn't it just such a hobby, this is a popular highway into Tibet, and if you don't know the car, you are embarrassed to greet people. After a few more conversations, the police seemed to have more vehicles, and then signaled for clearance.

Xing Yu sat back in the car, touched Mai Remu's head and asked, "Ah Nang died, have I changed so much?" Mai Remu squinted comfortably, and did not say anything else. The people around listened inexplicably.

The highway from Hotan to Yecheng is surrounded by undulating sand dunes. Xing Yu drove on the middle road, and there were very few cars around. He was also relieved and bold to hold the steering wheel with one hand. Humming an unknown tune in his mouth. Secretly scolded: This damn old Maozi car, I really don't know what I loved him at the beginning, just tossed it for half a month just for the audio, who called this car the original factory without audio. There are also too few original car modifications for Niva in China, and too few modified parts for cars. The shock absorber needs to be compared with the original factory, and it took Xing Yu more than a month to get a nitrogen shock absorber. This kind of bad road frequent bumps, the general shock absorption is easy to lose its effect due to temperature problems, steering tie rods, small connecting rods and the like are more troublesome, and they can only be welded stiffeners. And the rough character of Lao Maozi is perfectly reflected in this car, air leakage, heat and sound insulation are extremely poor, and it takes half a year to toss intermittently before it can be regarded as comfortable to drive. I like the pure driving feeling with little electronic assistance, but I have to be a little more comfortable.

Yecheng, this small city next to the Kunlun Mountains. Located in the southwest corner of the border province, it is the starting point of the Xin-Tibet line and is known as the first city of Kunlun. Walking in the wide streets of the city, you can see all kinds of off-road vehicles and a typhoon dust at any time. I don't know where the mud was splashed, and the owner was reluctant to wash it off, like an off-road medal that was deliberately revealed.

Xing Yu slowly followed the traffic, staring at some modified vehicles from time to time, muttering that he didn't know which language.

Rub ~ ht tires also come to join in the fun. Get... R36 carried a suitcase, and really thought he could go anywhere. Hey, Maserati SUVs too, and you're looking forward to your appetite drinking the inferior petrol on the road......

At this time, Mai Remu was also sitting in the passenger seat like a person, watching the vehicles coming and going with interest.

Unlike other tourists, Xing Yu just bought dozens of baked buns at Abdu (the best baked buns in Xinjiang, I think so) and set off directly.

Overtaking all the way and rushing directly to Lamelalda Osaka, the first Osaka (Takayama) in Xinjiang at this time. Standing in front of the stone monument at an altitude of more than 5,100 meters, Xing Yu had an unlit cigarette in his mouth. Pulling the dog, I finally squeezed away the tourists and took a selfie in front of the stone monument. Look at this big stout bald head, and pull a crooked-looking black dog. The tourists around didn't say anything. It's just that when Xing Yu put on a Yazi shape and put it in front of his bald head, many female tourists next to him couldn't help laughing.

Without further ado, the scenery next door to the roadside gradually turned into a grassland and a swamp. From time to time, some wild donkeys and other animals run by. The road is straight and leads to the sky. If you don't often have to avoid tourists who sit in the middle of the road to take pictures. Xing Yu was able to drive the Rada to 160, of course, this was also his own idea. In fact: the 1.7 displacement Lada can already clearly feel the lack of power when it reaches an altitude of about 4,000 meters, and can only switch back and forth between third and fourth gears.

Fortunately, I changed the hydraulic clutch assist myself. Otherwise, the leg will be useless. Enjoying the scenery on the side of the road, Xing Yu thought silently in his heart.

The turning of the mountain has already begun before reaching the new Tibetan realm. The altitude change makes it difficult for people to adapt, one will be in the place of more than 4,000 altitudes, and then it will go all the way downhill to the place where the altitude is only 1, 2,000 meters, this period is the most testing, the altitude difference causes the environment to change constantly, and the air pressure and the thinner degree of the air are changed, making it difficult for people to adapt. The difference in altitude will cause tinnitus, and it is generally best to chew gum at this time, and Xing Yu has been chewing milk bumps.

There are fewer cars on the road, and the speed of off-road vehicles on the highway has slowed down a lot. Only a few vans with local brands on them, and Xing Yu's Niwa continued to splo.

Every time he overtook someone else's car, Xing Yu always felt that he was being scolded by others for being a madman. Several times it was more than the risk of pressing the roadbed. There are cliffs next to it. Every time you overtake, you can always get the other party's horn and overtaking lights.

Scold, don't be crazy or not. Go your own way and let others have no way out. Xing Yu always comforts himself like this. I don't have any sense of safety, one hand holds the direction, and the other hand still holds the milk bump.

At more than nine o'clock in the evening, it was still very bright, and Xing Yu finally arrived at the boundary mountain of Osaka, which is the dividing line between Xinjiang and Tibet. The cigarette that had been in my mouth for a day was finally lit, and the plateau was really a good place to quit smoking. For Xing Yu, who usually has two packs of cigarettes a day, this is his first cigarette today. Halfway through the pumping, I started coughing. There were many garbage cans next to the boundary monument, and Xing Yu walked over and silently picked up all the garbage scattered on the ground.

At this time, several tourists raised their cameras and clicked a flash. Xing Yu pulled up the magic scarf around his neck to cover his face. There was a little girl next to her who whispered, big bald head, flower back. Big gold chain, small gold watch. The long-term murderer may also be a warm man.

Xing Yu remembered that he felt too hot in the car, and he was only wearing a small vest, and the tattoo on the back must have leaked a little. But he didn't refute anything either. It's just that I still took a few photos of myself with SE. Just drive away, the plateau doesn't want to sleep in the wild on the first day.

Luoxia and Niwa fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

Overtaking, overtaking, startling a horn.

Flying sand all the way, the driver scolded. No one knows if the brakes are broken.

Xing Yu, who was going down the mountain, was thrillingly scurrying in the traffic. Often leave some luxury off-road behind.

Of course, this is just a joke. Self-driving tours have been very popular in recent years. But those brazen drivers on the highway encountered this kind of road with thousands of cliffs on one side and stones falling from time to time. Basically, it's 50 to 60 speeds. So just drive up to 100 little Niva, and this place stands out.

Finally, at twelve o'clock in the evening, I arrived at a small town on the edge of Longmucuo Lake. I found a hostel that looked clean. Xing Yu took the sleeping bag and wrapped it in it and fell asleep. As for poor Mairemu, he had slept in the car all day and was now standing on the roof rack in good spirits. This is already Tibet, and what Xing Yu is worried about is: Will the police uncle strictly investigate me tomorrow?