Huaguo Tibetan area is located in the plateau section, there are many mountains, the terrain is dangerous, the access is very inconvenient, from Sichuan Province into Tibet, there is only one highway can pass, that is the 318 National Highway that crosses the east and west of China, starting from the Shanghai People's Square, to the Tibetan Friendship Bridge as the end, with a total length of 5176 kilometers, known as the landscape avenue of the Chinese people.

Although it is now winter, there are still many vehicles on National Highway 318, most of which are trucks or off-road vehicles, and even some cyclists, relying only on a bicycle to cross the mountains and mountains to reach the pilgrimage site in their minds.

"Ziqing, how many meters above sea level is here, why do I feel a little out of breath..."

Sitting on a black Mercedes-Benz G-class off-road vehicle, a young girl in the passenger seat held her forehead and asked with a weak face.

The driver next to her was also a girl, wearing a peaked cap, her hair coiled behind her, with a bush of bangs, and a heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

It was Wei Ziqing.

The group first traveled to Yunnan and Guizhou by plane, then traveled to Rongcheng in Sichuan Province, and then made a bold plan, that is, to organize a convoy to cross National Highway 318 and arrive at the Potala Palace in Tibet, where they will spend the New Year.

It's a bunch of fun-loving and crazy young people, and after proposing this plan, they quickly hit it off.

Self-driving Sichuan-Tibet line needs reliable off-road vehicles, everyone is not short of money, directly in the major 4S stores in Rongcheng picked up seven or eight luxury off-road vehicles, Mercedes-Benz G-class, Range Rover, Toyota Land Patrol, Lexar LX570, BMW X5...

After the convoy was formed, the group happily set off from Rongcheng, walked all the way and played, and now has entered the Tibetan area. But with the climb in altitude, many people have altitude sickness, and Guo Nuannuan unfortunately became one of them.

"It's 2,950 meters now, and after the bend in front, it's estimated to be 3,000. ”

While driving, Guan Ziqing looked at the altitude with his mobile phone and said lightly.

"Ahh Where is the anti-anti-anti-anti-anti

"Nuan Nuan, your body is too weak, and it won't be like this if you don't do more exercise in the future. Guan Ziqing said on the side.

"You think everyone is like you, girls should be pampered, you're not good like this. Guo Nuannuan said seemingly very reasonably.

"Cut. ”

Guan Ziqing rolled her eyes and ignored this crooked girlfriend.

Along the Sichuan-Tibet line all the way to the west, there is a peerless scenery everywhere, the high mountains stretch, the snow peaks are towering, although there is no green mountains and green waters like the south of the Yangtze River, the red flowers are folded and willows, but it is agitated and desolate, and there is a unique style outside the plug.

These magnificent landscapes made Guan Ziqing feel fascinated and couldn't help but be amazed.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang cured my fear of heights... Otherwise, I'll have to be like Nuan Nuan. Alas, I wonder where he is now?'

Guan Ziqing sighed softly, this sigh was very melodious and tactful, and it was the time when she had the most feminine charm.

"Ziqing, what are you hurting again?" Guo Nuannuan looked at her strangely while drinking water, "That martial artist has such superior conditions, but you dumped him, now I know that I regret it." ”

"Hmph. Guan Ziqing pursed her lips and didn't want to speak.

Although she has a little infatuation with Zhang Yang, this infatuation is still reasonable, and she quickly put her melancholy behind her emotions at this time and continued to devote herself to this magnificent trip.

The convoy turned the mountain col in front of it and came to a well-known cultural scenic spot at home and abroad - the 72nd turn of the Nujiang River.

It is said to be a scenic spot, in fact, it is just a winding national highway, from the lowest point of 3100 meters above sea level, all the way back and forth, climb to the highest point of Yela Pass 4651 meters above sea level, in the spiral descend to 4100 meters, the whole field is more than ten kilometers, the terrain is high and dangerous, like a moat, so that many people are discouraged.

But in the eyes of some adventurers, this road has a 'reverberator' momentum, which makes people yearn for it.

"When we get to the top of the mountain, be sure to take a few more photos..."

Guan Ziqing planned silently and concentrated on driving, but suddenly found that the cars in front of him had stopped.

"Huh?"

She couldn't help but be surprised, and she could only park the car on the road.

"What's going on? Why don't you leave?"

Seeing that the friends in the car in front of him had all come down, Guan Ziqing asked strangely.

"It's a bit long in front of you, look up. The little friend shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Uh..."

Guan Ziqing looked up and saw a high mountain in sight, the peak was snow-white, and a winding road stretched up until it was gone.

At this time, the entire highway was full of dense parking vehicles, and the convoy was lined up for almost several kilometers, and at least hundreds of vehicles were stuck here.

"What's the matter, the road ahead has collapsed?" Guan Ziqing couldn't help frowning.

"No, I heard from the people in front of me that there was a checkpoint on the top of the mountain to strictly check the vehicles, so the vehicles were stranded. The little friend arched his hand and said, "Let's wait patiently." ”

Seeing that the car was not moving, everyone was impatient to wait, so they simply got out of the car and played.

It took about half a day for the convoy to finally reach the position near the mountain pass, and at this time there were still twenty or thirty trucks in front of it, and the strands in the rear were obviously longer.

At this time, there was a sudden noise in front of me, and it seemed that there was a dispute, and the movement was not small.

"There's a fight ahead?"

Many drivers rushed over to watch, Guan Ziqing and others discussed, and they were really bored waiting, so they also went over together to see what the situation was.

After walking through the last big game, I saw a checkpoint set up at the mountain pass ahead, but the guards were not soldiers or policemen, but lamas dressed in red, and they were all gathered together, some standing on the side of the road, some sitting on the ground, at least fifty or sixty people.

In front of the checkpoint, many impatient drivers gathered around and made loud noises.

"Hey, you're not a policeman, why are you interrogating us?"

"Lao Tzu has been waiting here for a day, so it's time to let people pass. Otherwise, we'd call the police. ”

"Damn, a bunch of stupid lamas!"

Everyone was complaining, obviously they were all angry, and it was true that they were stuck in this ghost place for a day, and it turned out that it was not the police who blocked the way, but a group of red-clothed lamas, which was really infuriating.

But no matter how much they coaxed, the lamas stood there without moving, doing whatever they had to do, and turning a deaf ear to everything else.

At this time, among the lamas, a representative came out, pressed his hands a few times, and said aloud:

"Don't worry, come one by one, the more you make trouble, the slower our side will move. ”

I saw that this person was wearing a navy blue tweed coat, slightly curly hair, and a tough appearance, standard Tibetan dress, and Mandarin was not very standard.

"Don't argue, don't argue..."

He tried to calm his emotions, but the drivers were clearly more impatient, and one of the fat drivers threw his hat on the ground and yelled, "Fuck, I won't play with you anymore!"

After saying that, he strode back to the cockpit of a winter wind truck, plugged in the key and ignited the ignition, and the engine roared.

'Boom!'

I saw that the truck's lights were on, and the engine made an earth-shattering loud noise, and it hit the sentry card on the road.

"this guy is crazy, run!"

Seeing this, the other drivers were so frightened that they hid on the side of the road to avoid the oncoming heavy truck.

"Stop him!"

I saw a middle-aged Tibetan in navy blue clothes walking forward, followed by two or three older lamas, and the four of them raised their hands at the same time, forming a mysterious magic seal in the void.

"Anubarash. ”

The four of them recited the incantation silently at the same time, and as the mana moved, the entire ground trembled, and the asphalt road was actually broken, and four earth and stone walls were drilled out of the surface, all five or six meters high, adding up to a total width of two or three meters.

Four walls of earth and stone are stacked on top of each other, facing the heavy truck.

'Boom!'

The truck slammed into the first wall, shattering it directly, followed by the second wall on the bed, and under the action of inertia, the second wall also shattered directly.

'Bang!'

When the third wall collapsed, the truck finally stopped its inertia of advancing, and under the squeeze of dozens of tons of cargo, the front cockpit had been completely flattened, and blood flowed out of the gaps.

Seeing this tragic scene, the audience was full of dead silence.

The three lamas returned to the rear, and the middle-aged Tibetan walked up to the front of the crowd, cleared his throat and said, "My name is Delek, and I am the chief disciple of the Great Heavenly Master. ”

As he spoke, he sighed: "If there is a problem, it will not be good for both parties." ”

Hearing him say this, the onlookers seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and the impatience and anger in their hearts were all extinguished.

As an old driver who often goes back and forth on the Sichuan-Tibet line, he is familiar with the title of Great Heavenly Master, which is the only living Buddha in the world, the soul of Tibetan Buddhism, and his old man even gave an edict, who would dare to disobey?

"Great Heavenly Master, what kind of person is that? Sounds very powerful?" Guan Ziqing asked curiously.

"Ziqing, you speak quietly. A boy next to him patted him and said in a low voice: "The Great Heavenly Master is the master of the Buda Heavenly Palace, the leader of Tibetan Buddhism, and in the eyes of these Tibetans, he is a fairy-like figure who cannot afford to offend." ”

"Oh..."

Guan Ziqing nodded, as if he understood.

However, I still learned that this great heavenly master was an extremely prestigious figure, and no one in the entire Tibetan area dared to provoke him. She also came out to play this time, and she didn't dare to cause trouble in this unfamiliar place, so she had to walk back in a gloomy manner, ready to go back to the car and sit and wait.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in the distance:

"Which one is the one who went up the mountain?"

When he shouted, many people looked down the mountain, wondering if this was another impatient guy who was ready to come up and find death?

Guan Ziqing also turned his head to look over, and saw that at the end of the winding road, a figure strode forward, with black hair hunting and long clothes fluttering. He moved so fast, stepping out of dozens of meters in one step, almost flashing over, passing by everyone, as if it was a gust of wind.

Behind this figure, there was a vast and bleak scene.

"This person is..."

Seeing this figure in a long coat, Guan Ziqing's heartbeat began to accelerate sharply, and she couldn't help but hold Guo Nuannuan's hand tightly.

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