From the ice field at the foot of Buzhou Mountain to the Mibona Pass, it is all a route down the mountain.

In one day, our caravan seemed to have gone through the four seasons, from the middle of winter with ice and snow to the warm and scorching early summer.

The altitude sickness of dizziness and tinnitus also subsided automatically as the mountain went down, and the pleasure brought by the refreshed and light steps made people and horses instantly taller and more vivid.

The snowfields of the four fields are slowly fading, and only the ice peaks that have been plunging into the sky for nine days are still shining under the bright sun, emitting a bright and mysterious cold light.

The surface of the glacier was no longer walkable, and everyone retreated to the shore and began to march south along an ancient gravel road that crossed the mountains.

"Young master, from here, we will enter the territory of the Northern Tianzhu Buddha Kingdom, and this wild path under our feet is what the world calls the Tuoli Road, which leads to Fulousha, the former capital of the Guishan Kingdom, and the Motouluo King City of the Southern Jiandra Buddha Kingdom, Tianzhu Buddha Country, the hearts of the people are kind, the people are pure, and they are far less fierce and aggressive than the Eastern Tuhan Kingdom and the Western Regions, haha."

Uncle Su has been walking on the trade route between Tianzhu and the Western Regions for decades, and he knows a lot about the world here.

The caravan had just crossed a bare stone mountain, and Uncle Su stood on the side of the road with a wooden stick pointing to the gray and verdant mountains under the southern mountain, and smiled at me.

It seems that from the north slope of the Green Ridge along the Daqin Road and Tuoli Road into Tianzhu, the most difficult trip has been crossed from the beginning.

The caravan walked through the ghost gate again, and the people and goods were too peaceful, so that Uncle Su could relax and return to the kind and tolerant old man's style to me.

"In this way, from Shanbei Ziheguo into the Green Ridge, from this Tuoli Road down the Green Ridge, we walked on the road for a whole month"

I easily carried the scabbard that was used as a crutch on my shoulder, followed Uncle Su's direction and looked around, and my heart was full of joy.

Smooth breathing is really the greatest joy in life

"Yes, if we take the old road of the Wakhan Ice Field, we have only arrived at the High Annexed City now, and we will have to walk on the road for more than a month to reach the country of the Buddha of Jiandra. As you said, walking the Tuoli Path can save us two months of travel back and forth. Young master, go to Tianzhu in the future, buy more yaks in Puli country and go on the road, and go back and forth to the Tuoli Road."

Uncle Su had already tasted the sweetness of walking the Tuoli Road, and he stroked his silver beard and said resolutely.

"Okay, let's transform the mansion of Brother Rongmu's family into the second Qishan Horse Farm of my caravan, what does Uncle Su think?"

The caravan hadn't been to the East for three years, and I didn't know what the Qishan Horse Farm under the Heavenly Mountain and the Yizhai in the Shanglin Garden of Chang'an were now.

"Young master, this attention is good, as long as the old man's family is willing, I will leave a few guys and some fees when I go back this summer and start preparing for this matter. This trade road of our Oriental Tongtianzhu will have unlimited prospects in the future, and silk, jade, pearls, and spices, all of which are big deals, hehe. ”

Qin Chong and the old man, who were in charge of the broken end, had already followed, and Uncle Su and I stopped longing on the side of the road, and rushed to the next valley with the team.

By the afternoon, there were not many snow-capped mountains and ice peaks in sight of the mountains on the way.

The clear sky is as clean as a purple, and only the red sun hanging high is shining, which pierces people and can't open their eyes.

The wheat field deer tells us that the southern slope of the Green Mountains is now

It's also the dry season of the year.

The rainy season arrives after the fifth month of the summer calendar, and the continuous torrential rains and meltwater from the snow-capped mountains will bring monstrous floods to the river valleys south of the Mibona Pass.

The Kushan Lao people in the Tuli River Valley first came from the nomadic tribes in the north and were descendants of the Dayue clan.

They live all year round by water and grass, and make a living by grazing cattle, alpacas, and horses.

Therefore, no matter whether it is the rainy season or the dry season, whether the turbidity waves in the Toli River valley are emptied or dried up, it does not have much impact on the livelihood of the people at that time.

Later, the Roman and Persian empires entered the various states around the northern Tianzhu region, and also brought a crop called barley from Babylon in the west.

The old Kushan people, who live in the fertile areas of the river valley, have gradually become obsessed with this staple food made from wheat called naan.

The Ju tribe has also changed from nomadic herding in all directions to half-farming and semi-herding, and has since settled in the Toli River Valley for generations.

After hundreds of years of survival experience, the ancestors also explored a set of survival methods with regional characteristics in this land.

When the southwest wind rises every year, it is the dry season in the North Tianzhu area, which is suitable for sowing and farming.

When the rainy season arrives in May and June, the tribesmen will drive their cattle and sheep to the summer pastures of the Green Ridge Plateau to graze and multiply.

The sunrise and sunset rest, the days are also beautiful, and the gods are like no quarrels with the world.

It's a pity that these old Kushan people still don't know what the calendar is, and only judge the general season of spring plowing and autumn fruit based on the experience passed down from previous years and generations.

There will inevitably be mistakes, such as the start of the rainy season a few days early, and the arrival of the dry season half a month late.

In this way, various natural disasters have been given opportunities.

One of the most terrible is the flash flood that came early, which washed away the wheat that was waiting to be harvested, and all the hard work of the past six months was in vain.

After listening to the words of Mai Tianlu, I have a general understanding of the situation of these Kushan old people in the Toli River Valley.

There is another strategy to solve the flash flood disaster, that is, to make a revised calendar, just like the summer calendar in Dongtu, to find out the solar terms of the four seasons and move in a timely manner.

But this is a long-term strategy, and it will be useless in the short term.

Therefore, the only strategy to prevent flash floods is to control the water according to the situation.

Mibona Pass is the boundary mountain between the Green Ridge and the North Tianzhu, and it is also a dividing line between the northern and southern solar terms.

The glacier that flows from the foot of the Buzhou Mountain passes through the Mibona Pass, and the ice on the surface of the river disappears completely.

However, it was a spectacular sight to see pieces of ice coming from the upper reaches and circling over the river.

To the south of the pass, there are still layers of rolling hills that stretch downward, and the snow on the summit is a rarity.

Perhaps still on the purple plateau, all the slopes and ridges have little vegetation, and they are all bare gray-brown in color.

It is very similar to the landform in the area of Puli and Zihe on the northern slope of the Green Mountains.

Only in the valley between the mountains can you see patches of rare greenery.

For those of us who have not seen green trees and flowers for more than a month, we are very happy and have the pleasure of escaping.

There are generally two kinds of enlightened people in the Buddhist family, one is like Shakyamuni Buddha.

In the linden tree

In the middle of the mountains or in the meadows, he meditated in retreat for a long time, meditated hard, and finally realized the true meaning of the world and was liberated.

The other is to travel a long distance to hardship like Master Fa Xian, and to achieve enlightenment on the long way to the Buddha.

In this way, those of us who have traveled all over the world have become half Buddhists.

It's a pity that he still lacks the kind of detachment that looks down on life and death, lets go of gains and losses, and is still obsessed with barbecue and wine on the Hongchen Road, and exotic faces.

Buddhism's so-called greed, hatred, ignorance, slowness, and suspicion of the "five poisonous hearts" are not easy to say about completely letting go

"Qin Chong, there is a village of Guishan people in the valley in front of the pot helmet, you bring people over to buy some live mutton, fresh fruits and vegetables, but there is ale wine, milk wine, even if you buy it, you don't ask the price."

I had just set up a tent on the river beach in front of the Mibona Pass, and I heard Miss Mai Tianlu say that there was a nomadic village five miles down the mountain, so I hurriedly recruited Qin Chong and others to deliver the procurement.

Since the beginning of Puli Kingdom, all the horses in the caravan have not seen grass for a month, and they have long eaten enough of cold and hard bacon naan cakes.

Therefore, after seeing the smoke of the cooking at the foot of the mountain, the heart of seeking the Buddha and asking questions that had just risen was instantly thrown out of the nine heavens.

Confucius said that in life, the food and color are also indispensable to mortals like us

"Young master, the sky is high and the sky is wide and full of life, hehe, let everyone rest here for a few days before going on the road"

Uncle Su looked at the sunset under the mountain, stroked his silver beard and smiled, looking and behaving like a deceased grandfather.

"Uncle Su, didn't you say that you would wait until you arrived in the Tuli River Valley to recuperate, why did you change your mind?"

"The wine in the team has been stopped for many days, Uncle Su, you are an old alcohol addict, Qin Chong, if they go this time, if Jia can't make wine, how can it be good?"

Duo'er let go of the Qingluan on her shoulder, and took Uncle Su's arm and said affectionately.

"Or the young lady understands the old man, hehe, I have inquired, the village under the mountain has one of the best brewing families in North Tianzhu, and the Humai sake brewed here is said to be sweet and strong, unparalleled in the world."

Uncle Su is satisfied, walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, in my opinion, what Uncle Su can't let go of the most is the sunset wine, and the unrestrained leisure time on the riverside grassland in a foreign land for three or two days.

"Could it be Big Barley Beer Brother, we used to drink it in the restaurant in Herat City," Doll asked me curiously.

"It's sake, don't forget, the ancestors of the old people of Guishan here come from your eastern Longdi, which is the hometown of old Qin wine haha"

Uncle Su talked about spirits and got a little carried away, like an old naughty boy.

While everyone was talking on the beach, two bonfires had been lit, and Qin Chong and the others also drove four or five live sheep and carried some jars and jars from the village below the mountain.

The first lavish dinner party in the holy realm of Tianzhu Buddha was ready, and by the time the strong aroma of barbecue spread throughout the four fields, the bright moonlight had already dyed the day between heaven and earth.

The sake of Tianzhu Northland is mellow, the beautiful Mai Tian Deer Lady dances for us in the moonlight, and there are grilled meats and charred naan cakes.

For those of us who have been in the dust and walking in the snow and windy for a month, there is no better reward in the world.