The last stand in front of the 105 national gate

The peaks above the winding valley are in the shape of dogs' teeth, and the glaciers melt into the river and carry the ice ballast and broken ice against the banks with a loud rumbling sound. From time to time, tall ice towers that emit transparent blue light will appear, in a variety of forms.

The gravel from the bicycle tires splashed into the cracks in the ice, and it took several seconds to hear the "clang" of falling into the dark river. It's truly immersive, an audio-visual effect that can't be felt while sitting in a car.

Out of the river valley, the altitude continues to rise, and we come to this flat plateau. It is all around 4,500 meters above sea level and is connected by several huge mountain ranges, like a rosette-like knot.

The ride was extremely arduous, and Lee Kwang Han and Chen Aili were eager to return to China, completely downplaying the hardship. When it was time to actually start climbing and riding, the two of them invariably felt chest tightness and panting, splitting headaches, and clumsiness like lead caused by altitude sickness.

However, the body is in hell, but the eyes are in heaven. In the distance, the snow-capped peaks stand tall and majestic. The spire of the sunshine golden mountain towers into the sky, proud of the peaks, which makes people feel awe. The cold and rugged landscape is more like the end of the world, otherworldly, spotless, wild and magnificent.

Here are the great coordinates on the Silk Road, the land where Zhang Qian and Xuanzang once trekked. Lee and Tran were pleasantly surprised to find that there were still a few groups of hikers strolling along the highway. They enjoyed taking pictures, or walking down the road and resting on the meadows. When they met their peers, everyone greeted each other with "oh oh" and waved their hands.

According to the hikers who pass by, after 50 kilometers of cycling, there is a small village formed naturally to receive tourists, and it is formed by the villagers of the neighborhood. Li Guanghan and Chen Aili are ready to rush to the tourist village before dark to rest for the night, and tomorrow they will be able to ride another day to reach the Chinese port.

The two of them couldn't breathe because of altitude sickness along the way, their heads hurt so much that they were "buzzing" and swollen, they were so tired that they stared at each other, they didn't say much, and they never used two words to express it clearly in one word.

At dusk, the sky suddenly became overcast, and a strong wind blew, causing the two of them to stagger. Because the landslide in Raqqa blocked traffic, there were no cars on this stretch of road, which is right near the breakpoint of the road. Fortunately, the down overalls given by Lao Pang were warm enough, and the two gritted their teeth, moved forward against the wind, and finally arrived at the tourist village before it was completely dark.

The tourist village has only a few rows of temporary buildings like tin houses, and a small gas station, and a few travelers' off-road vehicles parked on the side of the road.

The tin house was dimly lit, and through the chaotic glass windows, it was either a chase bunk or a dilapidated camp bed. Outside, the diesel engine "rumbled", mixed with the sound of the howling wind. Thin roller shutters separated the inside and outside, and the wind of the plateau blew the tin shutter doors whirring. The raindrops also fell, getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops were blown by the wind onto the roller shutter doors, crackling.

Li Guanghan and Chen Aili can't care so much, on a miserable and rainy night, it would be good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

However, altitude sickness at an altitude of 5,000 meters makes people unable to sleep over and over again. Even when fatigue is extreme, it seems that the brain is still fighting fiercely. The heart was beating suddenly, as if it was about to pop out, his feet were cold and numb, and his body seemed to belong to someone else.

Li Guanghan lay in the dark, his mind rolling, he was looking forward to the "Kunlun Wise Man" coming to his dream again and giving him enlightenment. However, the manic wind reminded him of Haizi's poem: "The wind far away is farther away than the distance, my piano sound whimpered and tears are gone, and I return this distant distance to the grassland." ”

Chen Aili couldn't sleep either, her whole body was aching and her headache was splitting. She asked Li Guanghan angrily: "Are you going to go to the camp of the comprehensive investigation team immediately after returning to China?" ”

Li Guanghan let out an "um", feeling a little dazed in his heart. It seems that I can't find a clear direction and goal of action all of a sudden, will the "Dharma Eye Dzi" really enlighten me?

It seemed that he was sleeping, confused, chaotic, and anxious and irritable for a night. Li Guanghan didn't even see the shadow of the "Kunlun Wise Man", and his head was like a pot of porridge.

The dazzling sunlight shone on the glass window, the room was warm again, and the oxygen was suddenly more abundant than at night, and Chen Aili wanted to sleep for a while.

Li Guanghan opened the roller shutter door and prepared to go to the village restaurant to find something to eat, and by the way, he asked which off-road vehicle had extra seats.

The tourist village under the sun is another lively scene. Small vendors have set up stalls to attract customers with various tourist souvenirs and special foods.

Li Guanghan bought two flatbreads and two cups of hot milk tea at a small stall, planning to take them back for Chen Aili for breakfast. He found two more vehicles in the place where several off-road vehicles were parked last night.

A female vendor wrapped in a headscarf and wearing a sun hat stands on the side of the road, pushing a tricycle stall full of specialties and greeting him in English. Li Guanghan shook his head with a smile and left.

He asked the innkeeper whose buggy might have available seats. The boss pointed to the two new cars and said that the two cars were not full, and there should be two seats left, but he didn't know when they would go to the port.

Li Guanghan remembered that the female vendor's tricycle stall had beef jerky for sale, and he wanted to turn back and buy some to take with him on the road. In the distance, he noticed that the female trader had rolled up all her long sleeves, revealing her snow-white arms exposed to the sun.

Li Guanghan "chuckled" in his heart, and a thought flashed through his mind. The women here wear long clothes and trousers, and wear sun hats to protect themselves from the sun, and they do not show their arms in public to enjoy the sun. Moreover, she does not go to the pergola, but has to stand on the bare side of the road, ah! There seems to be only one possibility, she is a mutant, Helena's kind.

Li Guanghan's scalp suddenly tightened, he quickly returned to the room, woke up Chen Aili, and expressed his doubts and conjectures.

Chen Aili immediately decided to run. But how can two wheels outrun four? And they must have been targeted by them now, maybe they're just outside the roller shutter.

Sure enough, when Lee Kwang Han opened the shutter door, there was already a female vendor and her men standing outside the door. Chen Aili looked at it, this time the mutants learned their lesson, and instead of using all brown hair and brown eyes, they followed the local customs, almost the same as ordinary people. The only difference is that they all roll up their sleeves and show their arms as much as possible to receive the sun's rays.

The female trader lifted the mask from her face and revealed her true face.

"Helena!" Chen Aili and Li Guanghan were stunned.

Helena said with a gloomy face: "You Chen Aili can pretend to be Elizabeth, of course I can also wear a mask." ”