At an altitude of 4,800 meters above sea level, in a river valley in northwest Tibet, Ye Luwei sat on his horse and fell asleep, and the camera in his hand had long been hung on the back of Toma next to him, and he no longer had the interest of shooting everything when he first entered the plateau.

Yesterday, when I first entered the mountain, I could occasionally see one or two eagles hovering in the sky to look at this team, but today I haven't seen anything alive again.

There is nothing to see around except for the strange peaks and the 10,000-year-old snow on the summits. The pure blue sky that is rarely gloomy throughout the whole plateau can no longer arouse the excitement of the guests on the plains, and only makes people miss the warmth and softness of the Shudu Plain.

After five days of acclimatization, the Land Cruiser drove for two days and one night, and now rides for another two days. In addition to the geological engineer and guide of a design institute in Northwest China, because they have been riding horses on the plateau for many years and grinding out a pair of iron crotch and steel buttocks, Ye Luwei and his colleague Xiao Chen's inner thigh skin was worn out as early as the afternoon of the first day, and they could no longer ride on their hips when they got up this morning, so they had to sit on horseback like an unmarried woman.

The saddle was removed from the horse's back, and only two cotton coats were padded and the belly belt was tied. Even so, Ye Luwei felt that the calloused buttocks that had been grinding out of working for many years were about to break, but fortunately, he had already walked out of the shallow shrub area, and there was no danger in sitting sideways. If it was the kind of jungle that we had set out yesterday, it would have been easy for the branches to hang off from the horse's back because we couldn't bow down like this.

Damn Tibetan horses don't like to be ridden either, and always want to burrow into the jungle and hang even more damn humans off their backs. My colleague Xiao Chen was taken off the horse twice because he coveted the beautiful scenery of the surrounding plateau, and only cared about taking pictures in the east and west.

Since entering the altitude of 4,200 meters yesterday afternoon, the surrounding vegetation has become shorter and less. Now the place is even more desolate, and occasionally there is a little light moss on the edge of the stone, and it is also "the grass color is close but there is nothing", and a small piece of land is very light green, like some dirty thing, thrown on the plateau.

It's the height of summer, in an unknown dry river valley in the uninhabited area of northwest Tibet, and the floodwaters of early summer glacial melt have receded, and there is not even any running water on the riverbed. Occasionally, a small stream of river water drilled out of a crack in the rocks underground, as if it was afraid of the needle-piercing sun on the plateau, and soon it soaked into the dry riverbed and hid in the rocks.

Whenever they saw a small stream of this clear water, the strange team would stop and rest for a while. The main thing is to let the horse drink some water, and sometimes stop to make some hot food in the pressure cooker. This damn place, even if you want to make instant noodles, you have to use a pressure cooker to press them, otherwise that noodles will be hard core, and even the oil on the surface will not melt.

Ye Luwei is the core of this six-person team with a total of 17 horses, and the banner is the outdoor expedition team of Shanying Travel Agency. Including everyone's clothes and hats, as well as the bags on the horses, they are all marked with the LOGO of "Mountain Eagle Travel Agency".

Shanying Travel Agency is a small travel agency in Lasa, mainly receiving outdoor tourism groups in areas below 4,700 meters above sea level in the Tibetan area. This time, because of the greeting of acquaintances, borrowing their brand to go about 5400 meters to explore the no-man's land, for the sake of the acquaintance's face and money, a horse team and guides were formed to accompany these curious babies from the plains to wash their lungs at high altitudes.

There are two professional guides, four tourists, six people with two horses, and five horses, and the mighty and seemingly long procession is thrown in the Himalayan valley at an average altitude of 5,000 meters. Even from the nearest peak, it is not easy to spot this poor team of slow crawlers in the valley.

I have been engaged in this industry for many years, and this is the most difficult project inspection that Ye Luwei has ever received.

That's right, this is not a tourist expedition at all, this is a team to investigate some mysterious project. Even the two Tibetan guides in the team are selected Tibetans who are not very literate. Two geological exploration engineers from a design institute in Northwest China are also carefully selected experts who have been in the field in Tibetan areas for many years. Ye Luwei and his assistant Xiao Chen came from an engineering management consulting branch called Guanghongyun Investment Co., Ltd.

At present, only Ye Luwei knows the full situation of the project investigation, and even the two geological engineers only know that they are accompanying Mr. Ye to explore the road. The explanation to them was that Mr. Ye's company received a charity commission, and someone was willing to fund to help build a poverty alleviation road in Tibetan areas, improve the travel conditions of local residents, help people in mountainous areas rely on the mountains to eat in the mountains, and export mountain freight to exchange for money to get rid of poverty and become rich.

Of course, the two geological engineers have been mixing in Tibetan areas for a long time, and they can basically guess what they are here for. Road? Not to mention people in a radius of 500 kilometers, there are very few animals, who is it for to build roads?

The conscience of heaven and earth, Ye Luwei received the commission, which really includes the exploration and design of a simple highway with a length of 150~170 kilometers, of which there is a section of about twenty or thirty kilometers to climb several steep cliffs, with an average slope of nearly 15%.

If it weren't for this damn cliff, the Land Cruiser would have been able to sail straight down the river valley to its destination. Of course, if there is no twenty or thirty kilometers of road, it is estimated that this project has nothing to do with Ye Luwei.

Xiao Chen, who has only been in the consulting department for less than two years, was pulled into the investigation team as a coolie by Ye Luwei because he had committed the problem of "great rivers and mountains are under my feet" in college, and he used his summer vacation to run a bicycle in Tibet for a month, and he did not hang up because of altitude sickness.

The plan that Xiao Chen received was much simpler, just to accompany Mr. Ye to inspect this section of the highway route, and strive to optimize the design to about 150 kilometers, and can withstand the erosion of at least one summer snowmelt flood.

Ye Luwei received all the plans, of course, including the highway and an underpass of at least two kilometers. Before leaving, the chairman of the company, Guo Peipei, and the beautiful woman personally summoned Ye Luwei. In Mr. Guo's office, Ye Luwei met Mr. Luo, the customer of the commission, Mr. Luo, who looked to be in his forties, with fine skin and tender meat, elegant and elegant manners, and a gentle and humble demeanor, which was completely the style of an ancient gentleman.

Mr. Luo carries a medieval-style treasure map drawn on A4 printed paper and a bead. This picture is obviously drawn from memory, and many places are very abstract, about a few large peaks and a few major cities, and the rest of the place is some specious lines.

However, the map has been translated and processed, and many places on it are clearly marked with modern latitude and longitude and the meagre names of towns and villages. However, the name of the place with ╳ on the map is actually in Sanskrit, and there is no translation, only the geographical coordinates are marked.

In addition to bringing a map that can be located according to the navigation satellite, Mr. Luo also has three requirements. The first requirement is confidentiality, which is a purely private entrustment, requiring that key information must not be disseminated to third parties. The second requirement is that the last section of the road from the target point must be passed through the underground without destroying the original landform. How long it will take, Mr. Luo said that he will know it when he goes to see it. The third requirement is that all works must be completed for a full summer.

Ye Luwei wanted to refuse this commission at that time, he has been in the industry for more than ten years, and he is no longer a cucumber egg. The information revealed by this commission can be hidden from outsiders, but it can't be hidden from industry veterans like Ye Luwei. If you check the map information again, you can basically get a sure idea of what the other party is going to do. I checked the Sanskrit on the Internet, and some people gave a similar translation of "eye", saying that this word is rarely used and is very ancient.

Before this project was commissioned, Ye Luwei himself had also accidentally studied that area, the ancient Golden Sacred Valley in Tibet. It is said that the only dzi in the world in the mountain shrine comes from here. It is also for this reason that this nameless river valley is known in legend as the Ram Valley (Sacred Valley).

Countless people in history have searched for this place, and of course the end is either miserable or desolate, anyway, they have found nothing. Far away from this legendary valley of gold, a number of gold mines were discovered.

Ye Luwei wanted to discover a new mine outside the main mining area of modern exploration for a while, so this widely spread legend was used to study on the map. The place where Mr. Luo painted this picture is one of the areas that Ye Luwei studied before.

Before the establishment of the new tile country, the amount of gold mined by Lasa was insufficient for its own use, and it was necessary to transport gold from the Jinsha River and Dadu River basins to Lasa for Buddha cultivation. The result of Ye Luwei's research was that he did not believe that human beings could guarantee that the Golden Sacred Valley would not be discovered and stolen by virtue of religious prohibitions, so he simply studied this legend and laughed it off.

Joke aside, according to legend, the river sand in this sacred valley has a gold content of at least 300 grams per ton, as well as other jade agate and so on. Not to mention jade, which contains 300 grams of gold per ton of sand, is a mineral that can cause war.

Think of a farm truck pulling ten tons of sand, worth nearly a million a car. What kind of spiritual injunction can stop the greed of man in the pursuit of wealth? No! If you don't see the jade mines in Xinjiang, the army guards them with machine guns, and some people will rob the mines at gunpoint, not to mention the spiritual ban. Therefore, Ye Luwei absolutely did not believe that there was such a holy valley.

Now Mr. Luo is holding a hand-drawn map and directly asking for the design and construction of a temporary mine road that may be 170 kilometers long. Please note that instead of looking for mines, people directly marked a large ╳ as a target on the map. Ye Luwei originally wanted to say that people's brains were broken, but Guo Peipei's beauty interrupted Ye Luwei's taunting skills with her usual resentful eyes. Ye Luwei had no choice but to retreat.

Riding a horse through the river valley for two days is an easy road route that needs to be designed and built. To be honest, this road is not difficult, that is, the first third has several places of more than ten kilometers, which need to be blasted and excavated into a winding mountain road, and the other sections are all gentle slope accumulation zones along the river valley, except for the snow-melt flood gully, four-wheel drive vehicles and engineering vehicles can be directly passed.

When it was almost dark, the electronic map showed that it was still about five kilometers away from the target, but here the valley turned to the west, and the target was due north.

Now in front of the right (due north) is a hill with a relative height of about 500 meters, Ye Luwei saw this terrain and basically understood in his heart that the person who drew the map had at least been here, so what last section of the road needed to build an underground passage to pass, it seemed that it was a tunnel through this hill. Ye Luwei arranged to camp and go over the mountain tomorrow to see the situation over there, and this expedition could be successfully concluded.

In the five days when the road exhibition line and layout map were adapted to the plateau, Ye Luwei and Xiao Chen had already completed the preliminary design based on the satellite map, and with the geographical coordinates and complete satellite maps, it was easy to do this kind of design now.

The altitude of the camp tonight is only 5400, and the last camp they parked at is about 4200 meters above sea level, and the altitude difference of nearly 150 kilometers is only 1200 meters, which is a very gentle road for the plateau. The originally planned 170-kilometre stretch line would not have been used at all, and would not have even been 150 kilometres long if it had not been for the snowmelt floods, which vary greatly in the Himalayan years.

Ye Luwei had a project that had been intermittently spent nearly a year in Lassing, and now it is summer, and the oxygen content of the plateau is better than that of winter, so there is no response.

Xiao Chen has the physique of the Everest base camp, and there is no problem at all. The other four have lived at high altitudes for many years, and this altitude is like returning to their hometown, full of affection and disdain.

The camp is settled and two tour company guides are lighting a fire and cooking. Two colleagues from the design institute drilled into Ye Luwei's command tent to keep warm. Ye Luwei, who knew the hardships of the Tibetan area, brought a high-altitude tent for the class, and the self-heating and insulated medicine bag was enough for a week.

"Mr. Ye, the destination is on the other side of the mountain, do you want me to climb the mountain to take a look?" Xiao Chen was young after all, looking at the hill that was only four or five hundred meters high, and wanted to go up and have a look. This hill bag can't even bear the title of "mountain" in the mainland, either it is called "slope", or it is called "beam", and it may be called "kan" even more excessively.

But a plateau is a plateau, a small hill that seems to be climbed in ten minutes, and many people may not be able to climb it in their lifetime. The high altitude is so strange, every 100 meters of ascent will brush down a lot of heroes who think they are in good health.

"Don't talk nonsense, rest as planned today, get up tomorrow and the guide and Liu Gong will be the forward, fix the safety rope, you and Cui Gong will go to the middle to do the information, and Luo Bu and I will be the backup."

"It takes three hours to go to the top in the morning, and the top will be there at eleven o'clock at the latest. You don't need to go down on the other side of the mountain, just use the total station to sweep the terrain. Whether it's done or not, leave for camp before 2pm. ”

Ye Luwei saw that he followed the hand-drawn map of others and arrived at his destination, and even this hill was in people's calculations. I couldn't help but feel a little in awe of that legend, and remembered the advice that Mr. Luo gave him very seriously in his private capacity at the end, and my heart was still a little drumming.

At seven o'clock the next morning, the guide woke everyone up. In this damn plateau area, either you can't sleep from altitude sickness, or you can't wake up easily when you fall asleep. After eating a simple self-heating box lunch, several people quickly packed up their instruments and climbed to the nameless mountain peak as planned.

It is not quite accurate to say that the climb is a small hill between two peaks over 7,000 above sea level, where the valley is deflected about 45 degrees to the west, and this pass is like a gateway to another river valley, which can be blown up to the other side of the watershed.

The mountain is not steep, and you can basically walk on all fours, but the slope is full of gravel and there are no plants to hold it in place, so it is easy to slip when you walk on it. Both guides, named Robb, eventually ran to the front to help secure the safety buckle before reaching the top of the mountain at the planned time.

When Ye Luwei was the last to climb up, two Luo Bu and two geological engineers were kneeling on the top of the mountain and touching their heads to the ground, muttering sutras. Xiao Chen's mouth opened and looked ahead, as if he had forgotten to breathe.

Ye Luwei didn't have time to curse a few people for not pulling himself, and he was also stunned by the qiē in front of him.

Anyone, if they see a garden in the middle of spring in the middle of the Yangtze River on a mountain at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, they will definitely be frightened to zero IQ and wonder if they are still in a dream. Although Ye Luwei had been prepared in his heart, what he was preparing for was to see countless pearls and jades and gold, but he was not to see a Jiangnan garden beyond common sense at this altitude.

It's a real garden! At the foot of the mountain is a small basin, slightly long oval-shaped, in the center of the basin is a small lake of no more than 100 acres, the lake is calm and peaceful, reflecting the blue sky, really like a whole sapphire.

The basin stretches along the shore of the lake to the base of the surrounding hills, with gentle slopes covered with grass and meadows blooming with flowers of all colors. The flowers are very large, not at all like the small wildflowers of the grassland, but more like the artificially cultivated specimen flowers in the park. The cold wind of the Himalayas in all seasons does not seem to be able to blow into this small basin at all, and the whole basin is so quiet that it is silent.

At this time, it was the time when the sun was at its strongest in midsummer, and Ye Luwei was slightly awake but had chills. It's too contrary to common sense here, with the current technological means of human beings, why hasn't anyone discovered the place that can be reached so easily before? Ye Luwei once again remembered Mr. Luo's personal advice.

Ye Luwei woke several people from the shock, no matter what, the work still has to be done. Pull the two robbs up from the ground and let them go down and carry the few remaining instruments. Ye Luwei and Xiao Chen quickly set up the total station and began to scan the terrain. Two geological engineers also began to do geological cataloging and sketching.

"I'm copying, the instrument is broken, I can't complete the focusing, I can't do it manually." Xiao Chen stood in front of the total station and fiddled for a while and said. The only total station that was brought was supposed to be able to be measured without prism, but now it's troublesome. If they run the prism manually, there will not be enough time, and the supplies they bring will not support them to stay for another day.

Ye Luwei immediately made a decision, asked the two robbers to go down to pull the steel ruler, and then took a photo, and then manually checked the scale bar with the contour line from the steel ruler scale on the photo. When the instrument fails or is inconvenient to use, most initial designs can do so. In addition, this commission was originally a temporary project, and it was only planned to be used for one year.

As soon as the two robs heard that they were going down, they knelt down with a bang, and then grabbed the ground with their heads and faced the basin and recited the scriptures. Ye Luwei's persuasion was useless, and he couldn't afford to delay the time, so he had to go down and pull the ruler by himself. Seeing that Ye Luwei was going down, the two robbers hugged Ye Luwei's legs and didn't let him go. He kept saying that this was the garden of the gods, and that it was absolutely not to be violated, let alone that mortals could go there.

Ye Luwei had no choice but to pick up a few stones and throw them at the "Garden of the Gods", only to see the stones tumbling all the way and stopping far above the edge line of the grassland and gravel. It seems that there is a visual error, and here is a little farther away from the "Garden of the Gods" than it seems.

Although the two geological engineers also knelt and chanted, after all, they had received higher education, and they were already sober at this time. Help persuade the two Robs to let go. Liu Gong is tall and strong, and he took the initiative to pull the safety rope with Ye Luwei and slowly climb down. The two robs had no choice but to help put the rope down, and sang loudly a Tibetan song with a simple rhythm and a somewhat tragic sound.

Xiao Chen set up the camera on the tripod, kept shooting at the two people who went down, and watched Ye Luwei's gestures every ten meters to capture a photo.

After going down for nearly a thousand meters in a row, Xiao Chen suddenly found that something was wrong, because he saw that Mr. Ye had entered the sea of flowers, but in the camera, he saw Mr. Ye still slowly crawling on the gravel. Goosebumps instantly covered Xiao Chen's back, because at this time he realized that there was no sea of flowers in the lens at all, it was all gray gravel, and even the lake did not have a trace of zài.

Xiao Chen pressed the walkie-talkie and yelled hard, but Mr. Ye in his sight slowly disappeared into the sea of flowers. When the two robbers heard Xiao Chen shouting, they pulled the safety rope back with all their might. Liu Gong, who was walking about 100 meters behind, was pulled back, but he was already unconscious.

When Xiao Chen was about to rush down to find Mr. Ye regardless of Qiē, an even more magical scene appeared. It was just after noon and the sun had just passed its highest point and began to deflect westward. The basin garden at the foot of the mountain, like a power outage, suddenly disappeared. Nothing but the highland gravel remains, no different from the rest. disappeared at the same time, as well as Ye Luwei, a well-known consulting master in the industry.