Named after the Burjin River, Burzin belongs to Altay, southwest of the Altai Mountains, is the only county in western China bordering Russia, and is also the only place where the two border trade ports in the northwest of Xinjiang must pass through for import and export.

Beautiful Burzin is a small northwestern frontier town full of strong Russian style, with the gentle and beautiful Erziz River, and the Agungeti steppe, which is proudly called the "sunny place", where the grass is green, the cattle and sheep are flocked, and the white yurts are scattered in it, like diamonds on this green carpet from the sky.

There is Burjin Kanas Lake National Geopark, which is a comprehensive geopark integrating scientific value and aesthetic value with Quaternary glaciation, geological tectonics, hydrodynamics and geological and geomorphological landscapes as the mainstay, supplemented by natural ecology and cultural landscape, and characterized by alpine lakes, river and beach flows, forest meadows and grassland ethnic culture.

But these attractions are destined to be unable to play, first, Burzin is still in winter, and there is no beauty around except snow and dead grass and bare trees, and second, he has to rush to Altay Mountain.

When I entered Burzinbe, I was also infected by this town full of strong Russian style, and I thought I had come to a foreign country in a trance.

Tang Ziqi turned into a tour guide at this time, and kept explaining to Bei Yiming the allusions and scenic spots of Burjin, but she didn't seem to be interested in seeing Bei Yiming, so she didn't say anything.

Knight 15 finally stopped in front of a large Russian-style house on the outskirts of Burzin, with white walls and red spires, which made Bei Yiming, who was accustomed to seeing Chinese houses, feel refreshed.

There were a few big dogs with snow-white fur squatting at the door, and when they saw Tang Ziqi, they immediately ran over with their tails wagging quickly, rubbing around on Tang Ziqi, and glanced at Bei Yiming vigilantly from time to time, obviously not treating him as a good person.

An old man with gray hair and a face full of knife-like wrinkles opened the door, the old man Kurban was wearing traditional Uyghur clothes, and he didn't look at Tang Ziqi after seeing his granddaughter for a long time. Instead, he looked at Bei Yiming first, and there was a thick look of surprise in his eyes that had become cloudy.

Tang Ziqi made out with a few big dogs for a while, and then pointed at Bei Yiming and said: "He is my friend, don't bully him, and don't scare him." Did you hear that? ”

Several big dogs with snow-white fur seemed to understand Tang Ziqi's words, first barked and then wagged their tails at Bei Yiming, looking at him with eyes that were not so wary and hostile.

Tang Ziqi pointed to his grandfather Kurban and said, "That's my grandfather, the wise man of Burjin." ”

Bei Yiming waved his hand at Kurban as a greeting, and he didn't dare to step forward to say hello to the old man Kurban. God knows if these big dogs understand Tang Ziqi's words, if they don't understand, what should they do to give themselves a bite?

The old man Kurban put away the surprise in his eyes, and smiled kindly at Bei Yiming, and then Tang Ziqi walked over with Bei Yiming.

The old man Kurban didn't say anything, just led them into the room, the big house was in Russian style, but the interior decoration was in Uyghur style.

A servant served Bei Yiming a cup of steaming tea, and the old man Kurban sat opposite him and looked at him with a smile, and suddenly said, "Young man, what are you doing in Burzin this season?" It's not a good time to play. ”

Bei Yiming knew that the old man Kurban would question it. He also thought about how to answer, and said with a smile: "Uncle Kurban, I am usually too busy with work, only this time is nothing, just come out for a walk, although now is not a good time to come to Burzin to play, but I can take a look at the Altay Mountains in winter, it should have a special mood." ”

As soon as Tang Ziqi heard this, he glared at Bei Yiming, and said unhappily: "You call me grandpa, then what do I call you?" Uncle? ”

Bei Yiming was speechless for a while, he never thought that Tang Ziqi would hold on to this matter.

The old man Kurban squinted and did not speak. He has been thinking about Altay Mountain, he can smell the fragrance of Lorta flowers, and he says that he wants to see Altay Mountain, who is he? Thinking of this, the old man raised his head and looked at Bei Yiming carefully, and suddenly said, "Parida gave me the Lortuo flower." ”

The old man Kurban took the Lortuo flower handed by his granddaughter and said to Bei Yiming: "Young man, do you know this kind of flower?" ”

Bei Yiming shook his head first. Then he nodded again, feeling that he couldn't express himself clearly, and hurriedly said: "I haven't seen it, but I heard your granddaughter say that this kind of flower, I didn't expect it to be so ugly." ”

Kurban glanced sideways at his granddaughter and said, "You really haven't seen it?" “

Bei Yiming said with certainty: "I really haven't seen it, but the fragrance of this flower is very good, and it seems that smelling it can make people feel a lot more refreshed." ”

Kurban handed the flower in his hand to his granddaughter and said, "This flower has another name. It's called the Spirit Flower, have you ever heard of it? ”

Bei Yiming still shook his head, and said in his mouth: "This name is a bit strange, Linghua?" Why is it called that? ”

Kurban had a look of disappointment in his eyes, but he still said: "Legend has it that the Lordo flower is a flower that the gods scatter into the earth to deter evil spirits, so it is called the spirit flower, have you really never heard of it, and you haven't seen it?" ”

Bei Yiming continued to shake his head and said that he really hadn't heard of it or seen it.

The disappointment in Kurban's eyes became even stronger, and he sighed: "You must be tired and hungry when you drive here, right?" Eat something first and get a good night's sleep. ”

Bei Yiming enjoyed another mouthful, the Uyghur food at Kurban's house was even better than what he ate at Rexiti, and Bei Yiming wanted to find a hotel to live in, but the old man Kurban said nothing, and in the end Bei Yiming could only rest here for one night.

The next morning, Bei Yiming said that he wanted to go to the city to have a look, and said that he could do it alone and didn't need Tang Ziqi as a guide.

Bei Yiming went into the city to buy some food and water, in fact, he had prepared a lot, but he was afraid that it would not be enough, so he still bought some, the quantity was not much, and he didn't put it in the real room, for fear of being seen, so that Tang Ziqi, who came with him, didn't see anything unusual.

He stayed at the old man's house in Kurban for one night, and on the third day, Bei Yiming sneaked out, and the reason why he didn't say goodbye was that he was afraid that the enthusiastic old man Kurban would let Tang Ziqi be his guide and take him to Altay Mountain.

Bei Yiming thought that he was walking silently, but the old man Kurban had already heard the movement, stood in front of the window on the second floor and watched him leave, and after a while, the old man Kurban said to Tang Ziqi: "You take Zaluo and follow them to see, he should go to the Altai Mountains, you follow him from afar, see what he is going to do!" (To be continued.) )

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