In 1938, Captain Ovigu, then the director of the Victoria Memorial in Kolkata, was traveling alone in the Himalayas when he was suddenly hit by a strong snowstorm.

The intense light of the snow kept his eyes open, and he had nothing to do to call for help, so Ovigu could only wait for himself to turn into a stiff corpse. Just as he was close to death, he felt that he was covered by an animal nearly 3 meters tall and saved his life.

Slowly, I became conscious, but the big animal mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind a smell like fox odor when I left.

Another story about a snowman saving a man takes place in 1975. A Nepalese Sherpa girl was chopping wood in the mountains as usual, but did not realize that a fierce snow leopard had been quietly following her for more than ten minutes in the distance.

When the girl relaxed her vigilance, the snow leopard suddenly launched a fierce attack, but unexpectedly, a fierce red-haired and white-haired animal rushed out and fought to the death with the snow leopard, and the girl was able to escape back to the village.

Obviously, this red-haired and white-haired animal is the legendary snowman.

When the Brahmaputra River flows to the foot of the Nanga Bhava Peak in the Himalayas, it suddenly turns from east to southwest, making a big bend, and in some of the low-altitude canyons formed in this area, the legend of the little savage was born.

In Tibet, the savage has always been a very mysterious thing, and it is difficult to say what the specific positioning is, but it will not hurt it easily, and perhaps for the unknown, some comfort in the soul is retained.

Zhuo Lei stepped forward with a strong flashlight, and the little savage showed unprecedented fear on his face, even if he had just rebelled against Yushan, but under the strong flashlight, he became honest, and they were the same as people, and they would instinctively remain vigilant against unknown things.

"Look at its feet and hands...... Yushan girl, let it go"! Although Zhuo Lei is ruthless, the more such people are, the more awe they are for nature protection.

For example, many soldiers who came back from the war years will leave some war after-effects to a greater or lesser extent, which is similar to Zorley, he can kill, but some orders will not be broken, but will stick to it better than most.

Unless, as a last resort, nothing is more important than being alive.

Under his reminder, the crowd looked at the wild man by the light, and although its hands and feet were different from those of humans, they were not as different as those seen in the circus, and it seemed that Zhuo Lei's guess was correct.

After getting free, the one-meter-long little savage was not convinced, and looked at everyone suspiciously, and in their slight nodding, he reluctantly glanced at the instant noodle bag in his hand, and quickly put it in the original position and retreated, and disappeared in an instant.

All the people are kind and smiling, and they are indeed spiritual savages. Others have bypassed its life, and naturally there is no reason to take revenge.

After the two farces, it was already past the early hours of the morning, and although there were stars and moons outside, it was the lowest temperature at this time, and the cold wind was howling, and it was obviously not easy to walk.

They had to continue to hide in their tents to keep each other warm.

The night passed silently.

In the morning, everyone moved their waist drums and slowly came out of the tent.

The weather is still so cold, the surrounding north is frozen, yesterday there were only snowflakes, but today it is thousands of miles of snow, the six-star snow is frozen for thousands of miles, wrapped in silver, and it is so beautiful that it is incomprehensible.

The snow is usually white, however, the ice and snow at this time are dotted with rose-colored red snow. Under the sun's rays, the snow-covered Himalayas are more colorful and red.

Legend has it that a long time ago, in an ancient tribe, there was a beautiful woman named Luo Mingyue, who was the daughter of the tribal chief.

The chieftain asked his daughter to marry a man who was said to be more than eight feet tall and as tall as a jade tree, but also a powerful general, stationed in their nearby kingdom.

The general is called Qiushui Yijian, is a top master with a sword, stationed in the north to guard the invasion of the northern beasts, usually idle, will wander around the area, since one morning two years ago, he saw the scene of dancing on the hillside, chasing dragonflies, the light of the morning sun fell on her, it was so holy.

Qiushui's sword heart is like the heart of stopping water, and he can no longer remain calm, in the past, a month, two months, occasionally passing through the tribe, now every other week, or three or two days, it will feel so long.

He, a well-known general in the imperial capital, became a follower at this time, watching her happy and happy every day, and crying when he saw her sad.

It was a year and a half, and sometimes he wanted to come forward to say hello, but for a proud person, he couldn't speak, so he could only step on the branches and look up, and it was also a kind of satisfaction to look at it from a distance.

In fact, whether it is a strong person or a weak person, when he touches the heartstrings in his heart, he will always make himself a fool in life, willingly, without regrets.

In the past six months, the girl has not come up to the mountain to play for a long time, Qiushui Yijian is uneasy, disguised himself, entered the tribe, only to know that the girl and a warrior in the tribe fell in love, and the two have changed to a more secluded and romantic place for a tryst.

After waiting for more than a year for his beloved to disappear from his eyes, Qiushui Yijian only felt that his heart was so painful, and he returned to the camp in despair, and the deputy general asked the reason at first sight, never expecting that the general with excellent demeanor would be trapped by love.

In order for him to regain his strength, the deputy general took over the job, even if the girl has a good relationship, but how can it be comparable to Qiushui's sword, whether it is talent, martial arts, or ability, the difference is not one or two points.

The adjutant general once went to propose marriage for the general, but was sternly rejected by Luo Mingyue, so he used the strategy of delaying the army and found the chief, if he did not agree, their Qiushui army would never manage the danger of the beast clan in the tribe in the future.

A delay is half a year, and now the deputy general has given a deadline, if the tribe does not give an answer after three days, the Qiushui army quickly retreats thirty miles, leaving the tribe to fend for itself.

On the shore of Akan Lake, Luo Mingyue and her beloved warriors played quietly, and when dusk was approaching, the girl was hard-hearted and completely broke up with him.

The warrior didn't know why, and looked at the phosphorescent lake under the setting sun in a daze, and didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long time, when he regained his strength, the girl's figure was long gone.

A few days later, I heard that she was married to the northern patron saint Qiushui with a sword, and the two crystal tears could no longer be controlled, rolling in the eye sockets.

In the past two months, the Qiushui Army has spread a piece of news: The general's wife is seriously ill, and if anyone can cure her in ten miles and eight towns, he will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver.

The famous doctors around and the doctors who heard the news all moved, but unfortunately they all returned one by one.

They didn't even know what she was sick with.

When the warrior got the message, he didn't think about it, and finally he asked a field herb doctor in the countryside to take him to see the girl he loved.

The herb doctor was old, and he didn't want to get involved in all the rights and wrongs, but seeing that he was pitiful, he still took a disguised warrior to the camp.

Luo Yu Mingyue was originally so beautiful, like a lily, elegant, refined, and fragrant.

And at this time, it was only a long time, her cheeks were sunken, and only a pair of skin and bones were left in her thinness.

Seeing that he was infatuated, the herb doctor drank everyone away, leaving only three people in the ward, and he himself took a medical book and looked at it.

"Mingyue, I'm here, I'm late, don't worry, even if I go to the ends of the earth, I will ask for a pair of elixirs for you, so that you can exude the brilliance of the past."

"Mingyue, I already know that you are not sincere in marrying Qiushui Yijian, just for the safety of the tribe, I am useless, useless......"

The herb doctor couldn't help shaking his head beside him, Luo Mingyue was not sick at all, but it was the most serious disease, it was for lovesickness, and he was angry and attacked, and there was no cure at this time, unless there was a miracle, he could only wait for it to die slowly.

After half a ring, he left two herbs, and without collecting a penny, he left with the warrior.

Qiushui Yijian has an indescribable sadness in his heart, he loves Mingyue with his heart, but Mingyue doesn't love him, even if he gets someone, he can't get his heart after all.

For conceited people, he will never admit his failure, he believes that as long as Mingyue is good, one day she will be transformed by his sincerity.

In order to be able to get better treatment, he secretly returned to the imperial capital with Mingyue, hoping that the famous doctors in the metropolis would be able to turn the tide.

At the same time, the warrior traveled all over the world, searched for thousands of mountains and rivers, and pinned all his feelings on the ethereal fairy traces.

Where there is a temple must worship devoutly, three steps and one knock, five steps and one song, sincerity, just to get that side of the elixir.

All the way through the thorns, stepping through the sky is only for love, the word love is heart-wrenching, and there is no regret when the head is broken and the blood flows!

On that day, it was the Qixi Festival, the day when the legend of the moon went down to earth.

On that day, he will bring a lot of marriage lines to match people who are married.

On that day, the Yuelao Temple was crowded with people and traffic.

On that day, the warrior ignored everyone's gaze and went up the first step and knocked ninety-nine times.

Others came to the Yuelao Temple to seek marriage, but he was asking for a pair of immortal medicines.

Seeing that he was pious, the old man asked him to come back again in the middle of the night, when he was about to leave.

It is the middle of the night, the moon outside the house is sparse, the black magpie flies south, the night breeze is breezy, and it is extremely refreshing.

The warrior came with trepidation, but with a glimmer of hope.

The first wait was an hour, and the Yuelao Temple was empty and silent, without a trace of sound.

The warrior's eyes were blank, and it seemed that he was still abandoned by the immortals.

Another two hours passed, and the sky outside had already dawned, and the morning sun on the horizon exuded a charming color on the horizon, and a milky white cloud appeared in the sky.

The warrior sighed and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, the Yuelao Temple was pushed open, and an old man with crane hair came with a bun on his head. Seeing that the young man was still there, he nodded in confusion for a moment. "I'm sorry, you know that today is my busiest day, I just finished the 36,000 marriage lines in the world, and I don't even have time to take a sip of tea."