After leaving Khotan, we went west along the continuous oasis on the southern edge of the Huanglong Shahai Sea, passing through the Pishan and Yexi countries, and came to the territory of Shache.

This journey we had already covered when we returned from Middle-earth a few years ago, and the people and customs along the way were similar to those in Khotan.

Just after the spring of the summer calendar, the land of the Western Regions is still in the middle of winter, although it is not as cold as the winter in the northland, but as far as the eye can see, it is still a desolate scene, and there is no green in sight.

Like all first-time teenagers, Gulandot was curious about everything she encountered along the way, even a grey rabbit foraging in the dead grass of the dunes.

Although I was disgusted with Gulandot before I set off, now that my little sister is really on the road with us, I, as a brother, also take care of her.

Before leaving, the instructions of my mother and wife Kuzhina were still in my ears.

"Grundot! Don't be stubborn on the way! Look forward to your big brother! ”

"Kaneshiro-kun! Be sure to take care of your little sister on the road! ”

In fact, their worries are completely superfluous, and Gulando's is by no means the kind of woman who can't help but be weak, and she has quick hands and feet, and she has the inexhaustible spirit that she was born with.

Whenever the caravan went to camp and bury the pot to cook, no matter who the man on duty was, Gulanduo would happily go and help, distribute bacon, naan, hot water, and preserved fruits to everyone, and work non-stop inside and out.

Every morning I got up early to pack my luggage, and this little woman packed up her tent and bedding in three or two clicks, and then came over to help me take care of all my luggage.

In this way, no one feels that Gulandot is a burden to our trip, but an angel who can bring joy to everyone.

After the Shache country, the caravan left the flat and open Shahai River Valley, and the next leg of the journey was the green mountains where the color of the merchants and negotiations had changed.

For Gurandot and I, we have entered a strange journey that we have never walked before.

Before heading southwest to the Green Ridge Plateau, we procured sufficient supplies in the capital of Yache.

Judging from the road map given to me by my mother, the next stop should be the Landmark Puli Valley of the Puli Kingdom, and then walk more than 500 miles southwest along a narrow ice field valley to reach the Landmark Gaofu City of the High Annexed Country.

The scenery along the way has slowly changed, the sand sea is gone, and it is all endless Gobi stone mountains, with no people and no life.

The four fields were bare, with only a few huge falcons hovering in the light gray sky, and occasionally a few black rock sheep could be seen foraging on the cliffs in the distance.

The snow-capped peaks that rise above the glaciers seem to be a stone's throw away, but they can't reach their feet.

Ever since we entered the Green Mountains, I have noticed that the circling falcons have been following us.

When the caravan camps, they gather on the rocks in the distance to rest, and when we set out, they will also wander in the low sky like a shadow, making a terrible chirping sound.

"Qin Chong, why do these mountain eagles keep following us? Are they hungry? ”

Grundot was also very curious, looking up at these huge monsters, and wishing to bend his bow and shoot down a few of them.

"Miss! These falcons are even more powerful than the snow leopards in Kunlun Mountain! A petite figure like you, if you are alone on this rocky mountain, they can pick you up and carry you to the sky! ”

Qin Chong gasped and smiled.

In the past few days, I obviously feel a little out of breath, and the further I go, the more serious the situation becomes, and even my hearing has problems, and the voices of the people around me seem to come from far away.

Uncle Su told me that this is a common symptom of people from Middle-earth entering the Green Ridge Plateau, and they can slowly get used to it after a few days.

However, during this time, the most taboo is the wind and cold, once infected, there is a worry about edema and suffocation.

So after going to the Green Ridge, all the guys in the caravan put on all the winter clothes they were carrying. The wool fur coat that my mother had prepared for me and Gulandot finally came in handy.

"Three years ago at Fort Princess, we saw a huge rock sheep thrown into the air and killed! Old man, Qin Chong, you all remember! ”

Liu Zhen'er said crookedly, this mountain reaction seems to be more serious than others, not only wheezing but also headache.

"How could you not remember! At that time, we wanted to shoot these big birds, but the monks of the Capricorn Kingdom who were traveling with us stopped us! It is said that they are all divine eagles sent by the Buddha Kingdom to eliminate the poisonous dragons in the world! We will not attack people with good intentions! ”

Shamihan replied that the old man had been absent-minded all these days, and he must still be missing his newlywed wife, Yinglan Lil.

"Amitabha! Amitabha! The little girl is compassionate, she was delusional just now, don't blame the eagle! Amitabha! ”

After listening to Qin Chong's introduction, Gu Landuo, who had been offering to the Buddha with his grandmother and mother for a long time, hurriedly folded his hands and confessed to the big birds in the air.

"Don't worry, Gulando, don't listen to their nonsense! It's okay for the Condor of the Purple Pantuo Kingdom to attack the goats and rabbits, and I have never heard of it attacking the world! Don't be afraid if you have a big brother! ”

Seeing my little sister's pitiful appearance, I quickly patted my horse and comforted her.

"Miss, when the time comes, take it down directly and let the Condor be your mount! Ha ha! Wouldn't it be nice to let you crisscross the heavens and the earth! Qin Chong joked.

"Such a sacred mountain and holy place, don't lie! Sins, sins, sins! ”

Gu Landuo's expression was serious to stop us from talking nonsense, reciting the chanting of Amitabha Buddha, which was so cute.

Walking on the plateau is the most taboo and impetuous, chattering, and after some small talk, each of us is out of breath.

At this time, a black cloud pressed in the western sky, and all the snowy peaks in the distance disappeared in the hazy mist.

"Set up a tent! Hail is coming! ”

With Uncle Su's shout, the camel caravan that was originally fanning out on the Gobi in the mountains quickly gathered.

Patches of gray-black tents, sewn from burlese and cow wool, were quickly propped up, and the camels and horses were all driven into the tents, while we, the entourage, all shy under the belly of our mounts to save space.

As soon as the preparations were made, the sound of ping-pong pounds crashing sounded at the top of the tabernacle, and it took more than half an hour.

The climate on the mountains is really changing rapidly, the dark clouds disperse after the ice, and the rare sun shines on the mountains and wilderness, bringing a trace of warmth.

Coming out of the tent, the old men who had walked this road many times showed the joy of the rest of their lives.

But seeing the hail and ice everywhere, all the size of eggs, any one of them hitting the head of a human or animal in this unobstructed mountain plain is enough to kill, what a fluke!

Gulando, I and I each held a few ice cubes in our hands and looked at each other, and ice hockey could be played in the sky, and for the first time in my memory, I had seen the dangers of business everywhere!

"Gurandot, do you want to taste what it's like to smash this ice on your head!" I deliberately made a hail gesture to my little sister's head.

"It's so godly! Uncle Su, how did they know? Respect the anger of the heavens, don't dare to joke! Big brother, we have now entered the realm of the Buddha, let Qin Chong pay attention to their words in the future, and don't talk nonsense, otherwise disasters will come at any time! For example, today. ”

Gulando's tongue stuck out in fright, and she saw the sudden rain of ice as the Buddha's punishment for what we had just said.

"Young master, miss, hail is the most common weather in the green mountains and mountains, and it happens in all seasons. Experienced natives and walkers can tell nine times out of ten just by the change in the clouds! Uncle Su and Master will observe such celestial phenomena! ”

The guy who was packing up the tent on the side saw that our brother and sister regarded the hail as a revelation of the Buddha, and quickly and enthusiastically explained.

The knowledge in the business road is really endless, the yellow sand desert, the abundance and dryness of the river, and the rainy season in Jiangdong have not yet been understood, and the changes in the snowy glacier area have followed.

Packing up the tent and continuing the caravan on the road, such an encounter has long been a common occurrence for my caravan.

"Granddaughter! Traveling is not fun! How good it is to stay in Qingfengze's house, a daughter's family has to come to join in such a lively scene! ”

There was a lot of snow on the mountain ahead, and the trail up the hillside was narrow and slippery.

Grandpa stood on a boulder on the side of the road, directing the caravan of camels and horses to move slowly.

Seeing our brother and sister leading the horse by, Grandpa tied a turban for Gulando, and said kindly.

"If you don't come out, how can you know that grandpa's money is not easy, and the road is slippery, you have to be careful!" Gulandau replied sensibly.

"Grandpa has three legs, don't worry! Hehe! ”

Grandpa held the scabbard of the long sword, laughed, and waved us to hurry forward, and the camel behind him had already followed.

After crossing this lifeless mountain beam, a wide river flows between the snowy peaks in front of you.

Scattered along the banks of the river are large meadows, woods and large and small stone houses, which stretch infinitely along the narrow flat valleys of the mountains to both ends.

A herd of goats and yaks passed by the caravan and greeted us warmly in a wild language that they did not understand.

Dressed and dressed like the inhabitants of the mountainous region of Shache, Qurandot told me that they spoke a mixture of Tocharian and Old Persian, and that she could generally understand the wild people.

It turned out that the country of Puli had arrived, and the "Book of Han. The Legend of the Western Regions has clouds: Puli Kingdom, Wang ruled Puli Valley, and went to Chang'an for 9,550 miles.

The book is about this kingdom, one of the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions, and the world-famous stone castle of the royal city land, which is ten miles away on the left bank of the river.