"Death Valley?" Yang Ming stared at Zhuoma strangely and asked, "How do you know this is Death Valley?" ”

Dolma looked in one direction in horror, pointing his finger to that place, only to see that the place Dolma pointed to was a Mani pile, and in the middle of the Mani pile was a white skeleton, and his empty eyes were staring at this side like the abyss of death.

Yang Ming naturally wouldn't be frightened by a skeleton, he immediately smiled and comforted Zhuoma: "It's okay, you are more familiar than me here in Tibet, Mani piles and holes are not rare, this may not be Death Valley!" ”

Yang Ming has heard of all kinds of legends about Death Valley, there are many unsolved mysteries in the world, and Mount Everest, the world's highest peak, is a mystery in itself, and among the mysteries in itself, Death Valley is the most mysterious veil of Mount Everest.

According to the statistics of Death Valley, there have been more than 7,000 people who have been to a certain valley of Mount Everest and never returned, and I heard that Death Valley is a place where birds do not cross, and only bones are seen, so when the legend began to spread, even the local Tibetans were terrified of it, because it was the power of death.

But Yang Ming clearly knows that the place he is standing in should not be Death Valley, he has been to many mysterious and dangerous places in the world, including the difficult situation of Namibia to survive, and at present, this canyon is obviously much better than Namibia.

While comforting Zhuoma, he found the mobile phone in his pocket, looked at it and saw that there was no signal, turned on the flashlight function of the mobile phone, and then searched in all directions, walked around with difficulty, and slowly swept out a space a few meters square.

The snowdrift swept away, and Yang Ming's expression was a little strict, because under the snowdrift there was still a pile of Mani piles, and on the Mani pile, there was indeed nothing else except white bones, only grass roots and fallen leaves and branches that had been decaying for an unknown time, and there was not even a trace of biology.

Dolma curled up and shivered to the side, silently reciting a Tibetan scripture in his mouth, and a circle of rosaries in his hand was spinning, looking awe and nervous.

Listening to Zhuoma's chanting, Yang Ming's expression calmed down, and he also sat down and began to meditate.

At this time, the sky was originally around early in the morning, but huge edelweiss began to float in the sky, and in a moment there was a whimpering and howling wind in the valley, and the cold wind like a knife swept towards Yang Ming's face, Yang Ming turned his head to look at Zhuoma, she was curled up and hiding in the corner shivering at this time, obviously feeling cold.

Yang Ming looked at himself, took off his broken assault suit, walked over and draped it on Zhuoma.

"I'm not cold......," Dolma said with a trembling voice, her hands shaking.

"Put it on! I'm not cold either! Yang Ming said, forcibly wrapping the assault suit around Zhuoma's thin body.

Dolma no longer refused, but her body was still trembling.

With the roaring wind, the heavy snow quickly swept Yang Ming away in more than half an hour, and the original snowdrift was already as high as two meters at this time, and Yang Ming had to sweep the snowdrift again.

The night passed unconsciously, but there was still no light in the sky, the snow and the wind still clashed like knives, Yang Ming looked at the time on the phone and the gradually decreasing power, and his feelings began to waver!

He had just taken a few steps when Dolma, who was wrapped in clothes, suddenly poked his head out and shouted at him, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'll look and see if there's a way out!"

"I'll go too!"

Yang Ming used his hand to block the cold wind and the big snowflakes that swept towards his face and shouted, "You just stay there, this snow is too big, if your clothes get wet, you will get sick......"

"But...... But I'm scared when I'm alone here! Dolma said weakly, a look of embarrassment flashed across her red cheeks.

"Then let's do it, you hold my mobile phone, if it's in danger, you turn on the music and play, I'll be back immediately......" Li Huan taught Zhuoma how to play with his mobile phone, then turned around and jumped, jumping up a few meters in an instant, and when his body fell again, he was already a few meters away, and at this time, Zhuoma couldn't see Yang Ming's figure even if he stood on tiptoe.

In the roaring wind, only to hear bursts of popping sounds continuously, Yang Ming struggled to jump up and down in the valley, smashing out snow pits in the snowdrifts more than two meters high, and Zhuoma can only feel at ease when he listens to this sound.

Yang Ming jumped up more than two hundred times in total, and smashed down more than two hundred snow pits in the big valley, but after more than two hundred jumps and fell, his face suddenly became ugly, because there was not a trace of any creature! The absence of living things means that there is no food, and there are no living things without food!

Therefore, after a lap, although he could not be sure that this valley was the valley that devoured more than 7,000 people in the legend of Everest, this valley was definitely a lifeless valley.

When he returned to Dolma's side, he saw Dolma's lips white looking at him, without a trace of gleam in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Hungry ......"

Yang Ming sighed, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The cliffs in the valley are very slippery and very high, at least fifty or sixty meters high, and now it is all snow, and I can't go up!" ”

Dolma was silent after a snort, and after a moment suddenly asked, "What are you doing in the mountains so late?" ”

"Find something!"

"Looking for something?" Zhuoma's eyes widened and he asked strangely, "Is there anything to find on the mountain, is it the Tianshan Snow Lotus?" ”

"It's not." Li Huan shook his head and sighed, "I heard an old-timer say that there are two real nine-eyed dzi in Tibet, one is on the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha in the Jokhang Temple, and the other is missing. ”

Zhuoma stared at Li Huan in disbelief and smiled bitterly: "This kind of legend may not even be able to be believed by us Tibetans, how can you find it?" ”

"Mount Everest is more than 8,000 meters, and the place of death is more than 7,000 meters high, and it is rumored that above the place of death is the place where the qi of nine layers of merit is gathered, also known as the supreme qi earth! If there is such a place, I can certainly find it, and if not, then treat it as my own trip! Who knew you were coming...... Alas! Yang Ming said with a sigh.

Dolma lowered his head a little ashamedly, and explained weakly: "I'm worried that you are not familiar with the road, so ......"

"I don't blame you, it's just that I accidentally fell into this kind of place, and I was the one who caused you." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"It's all right......" Dolma said, resting her head on her erect knees, curled up quietly in the corner.

The battery level of the mobile phone dropped to one bar, and the time display was twelve hours later, Yang Ming opened his eyes after meditating, only to see that the snow was thicker again, the wind and snow did not stop, and Zhuoma beside him had passed out.

Shaking Dolma, she opened her eyes, the rough black hair was cold against her red cheeks, the inside of her eyes was dull, the Vajra Bodhi bracelet in her hand was warm by her hand, and her haggard face was covered with a tired look.

"Do you want to eat a little more?" Yang Ming kneaded a ball made of snow and asked her.

"I can't eat it......" Dolma shook his head, the skin on his lips dried up, and he opened his mouth in pain.

She was so hungry, she wanted to eat in her stomach, but the snow water was in her stomach now, and the cold snow water could only quench her thirst for a moment, but it could not make her feel satisfied...... Is it going to die like this?

Yang Ming looked up at the sky, and when Zhuoma lowered his head and fell into a deep sleep again, he jumped suddenly, and rushed out again against the blizzard.

The mountain road is fifty or sixty meters high, and he climbed to a place of more than ten meters before falling down with the collapsed snowdrift, and after falling into the valley with a "bang", he smashed out with a fist in annoyance, and smashed a snow pit in the snowdrift, and when she returned to Dolma's side again, her breathing was already weak.

"Dolma...... Dolma ......"

Zhuoma moved his head in a daze, his eyelids couldn't open, and a burning sensation on his cheeks reached Yang Ming's hand.

Dolma had a fever.

At times like these, fever is a fatal symptom! Yang Ming frowned, found a dagger from his backpack, slashed his palm, warm and red blood instantly poured out, he put his palm on Zhuoma's dry lips, Zhuoma closed his eyes, but his lips sucked hard with his subconscious.

When the blood on Yang Ming's palm dried up because of the cold, Zhuoma opened his eyes faintly and muttered, "It's so cold!" Is it about to rain? ”

Yang Ming looked up at the black oppressive sky and sighed: "Yes, the wind is starting to get stronger, and the snow is suddenly falling a little slower, it is estimated that the rain will fall in a while!" ”

"Oh......"

With a soft snort, Dolma fell into a deep sleep again, her body trembling for a while.

After three hours, the sun and rain appeared together, and the vision finally widened, but the rainstorm instantly reflected the wetness under his feet, and no matter how hard Yang Ming tried, Zhuoma's clothes were all wet by the rain, and in the heavy rain, a trace of unhealthy redness appeared on Zhuoma's face.

The heavy rain stopped after more than an hour, but the cold wind blew, and the people were even colder, even Yang Ming felt cold, not to mention Zhuoma...... She's dying!

Under the sun, Yang Ming hesitated for a long time, and finally began to untie the unconscious Zhuoma's assault suit, Tibetan robe, and white lining...... As the wet clothes fell off, Zhuoma's body suddenly appeared in the sun, and even Yang Ming didn't expect that this girl with black and red cheeks would hide a white lotus-like body under her clothes!

After helping Zhuoma take off her clothes, Yang Ming picked up some snow that had not yet melted, and still helped her wipe her body, and the balls made of snow rubbed on Zhuoma's white body like a snow lotus over and over again, until her body was rubbed red, Yang Ming reached out and kept wandering away on her body, exuding heat with his palms close to her body, moving along the lines of the meridians......