It was a picturesque scene, a quaint building that had long been submerged in modern civilization, silent, exuding their solemnity and beauty.

Spring flowers are all over the ground, and the flowers that can't be named are all showing their beauty shyly and timidly in this beautiful spring day.

On the green meadows, men wore sheepskin pockets around their waists, tied leggings, and galloped on horseback. Not far away, the women, dressed in long-kneeled, wide-waisted, long-sleeved gowns, draped over the shoulders, pleated aprons tied around the waist, and trousers underneath, smiled with a simple but beautiful smile, some fiddling with pastries, snacks and tea, and some cheering on the men racing the horses.

Suddenly, Atul rode out of the bend on his handsome horse and ran lifelessly towards Musnia, shouting, "Nia—"

When Nia turned around, she saw countless soldiers on horseback, armed with leather whips and bows and arrows, rushing out of the fierce crowd among the men racing and chasing Atul.

The horses and arrows were scattered, which frightened the crowd and ruined the venue, and the whole scene boiled over because of this.

"Nia-" Artul shouted, quickly dodging his bow and arrows, and held out his hand, "Follow me!"

"Atul—" Nia shouted anxiously, reaching out and running towards Atul.

The men behind approached, and Atul ran to Nia, and as soon as the two hands touched each other, Nia sat down on the horse, and the horse ran for her life.

"Nia, will you come with me, don't regret it?" said Atul's voice in the wind.

"Atul, I am your Dorje Palan, the ends of the earth, go with you. Nia said firmly.

A sharp arrow grazed the horse's feet, and the horse instantly looked up to the sky and screamed, Atul and Nia were thrown out hard, and Atul quickly turned over and stood firm.

"Nia—" Atul turned back to find her.

"Atul," said Nya who struggled to get up from behind Atul, looked at Atul with teary eyes, and said, "Go away and leave me alone." ”

"No," Atul shook his head heavily, "you're my Dorje Paran, and you have to live and die!"

Atul took Nia's hand and ran at a leap of salt.

"Whoever takes their heads will be the general of the Dongba chief!" shouted Kalumai, who led the troops.

In an instant, countless sharp arrows shot mercilessly at them, and Atul protected Nia from dodging one after another in the sea of arrows.

Seeing a sharp arrow shot at Nia, Atul took it horizontally, and the sharp arrow "snapped" in his hand, and he flew into the air with hatred, and plunged into the chest of a man with strength and strength, and the man immediately rolled off the horse.

In an instant, everything fell silent because of Atul's hatred, and countless sharp arrows landed with sounds.

Atul regained his grip on Nia's hand and said, "Let's go!"

The two of them held their hands tightly and walked forward step by step, and the people behind did not dare to move.

"Whoever takes their heads will be the great general of the Dongba chief!" Kalumai awakened the momentum of the group.

Countless sharp arrows stood up to the sky and waited for their lives, but they still didn't dare to move.

A sharp arrow hidden in the mountains locked Atul's trace, and in an instant, a "bang" ran through the jungle.

Nia turned her head uneasily, and it was this one who turned around, and watched this moment of incomparably frightening moment.

……

"Atul—"

On the day she was eighteen years old, Gu Mei had a dream, a dream that made her heart have a hole.

She dreamed that she was wearing strange clothes, went to a strange place, and experienced a thrilling life and death promise with a strange man.

Curled up her body, Gu Mei covered her head with the quilt, and the clear dream made her heart empty.

That place is the ancient city of Shangri-La, those clothes are Naxi costumes, and she is Niya in the dream, these are real, is it also Atul?

At this time, a strong sixth sense tells her that Atul is real and waiting for her somewhere in the ancient city, and she wants to explore this real life and death obsession!

Five days later.

The muffled rumble of the plane cutting through the air and the grinding sound of rolling on the taxiway were covered with the fresh smell that swept through, taking away the irritability and leaving behind an obsessive intoxication.

Walking out of Shangri-La Airport, Gu Mei squinted slightly, looking up at the blue sky. The pure blue is comparable to the most beautiful color of the sea, and the white clouds wander leisurely, which suddenly makes people's hearts relax.

Carrying her travel bag, she walked slowly down the street. It didn't take long for her to go, and many car owners who were soliciting business outside the airport came forward to inquire, and some enthusiastic and active people introduced her to the hotel accommodation in Mandarin with a strong regional flavor. Gu Mei was a little confused about how to deal with such an enthusiastic person, so she could only smile and shake her head.

The scenery along the way is not very good, at least compared to the fairy scene in Gu Mei's dream, it is much worse. Although that exotic atmosphere is still strong, the modern invasion everywhere, even if it tries its best to maintain it, has lost its original simplicity, with impurities, it naturally loses that kind of touching beauty. Although it is still like the white walls and red tiles in the dreamland, the ancient staircase road, but this charm has been covered by countless advertisements and vehicles, and has lost some of their original charm, but for those who have not seen the scenery that is enough to shock the soul, these are enough.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Gu Mei was a little out of breath, and in the end, she couldn't hold on anymore, called a car, and went to the hotel she had already booked.

After checking in, Gu Mei exhaled and collapsed on the soft bed, feeling more comfortable. Gradually, I remembered the person in my dream again...... The unpretentious man had a fatal attraction to her, as if the scenery of this plateau attracted her heart more than the bustling world outside.

Why is this so...... Looking at the ceiling with a strong regional pattern, Gu Mei once again thought that her original intention of coming here was to find traces of Atul, no matter how many times she thought about it, it was really still ...... It's crazy, it's just a dream, maybe it doesn't exist at all, but young people are not crazy, madness doesn't come again!

Slowly closing her eyes, Gu Mei gradually fell into a dream.