After Sichuan, I arrived at the border of Tibet, the road was a little slippery, I drove carefully, the sisters and brothers in the back were already asleep, I planned to find a boarding school for the two of them to study, otherwise it would be too much of a delay for them to go on like this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's starting to snow again, I haven't seen such a big snow since I grew up in the south, and the snowflakes falling on the windshield will more or less affect my vision, but fortunately there are no cars on this road, so I don't have to worry about rear-end collisions.

These days I have been thinking about a place to stay, no matter how bad it is, I have to find a decent little bungalow, I can't sleep in the car all the time, I just want to myself, the key is not to suffer this sister and brother, otherwise I can't explain to them when I get to the underworld.

The snow almost completely obscured my vision, but I vaguely saw a small temple on the top of the hill not far away, and I turned around and drove towards the temple. I gently woke up the snoring sister and brother, the two rubbed their eyelids and got out of the car, probably due to altitude sickness, both of them were a little purple, fortunately the lama of the temple was very hospitable, a few words of simple greetings took us to the backyard, although the snow outside was flying all over the sky, but here you can not feel a trace of madness, the snowflakes just floated gently with the wind, the plum blossoms in the courtyard glowed with a bright red halo, in the snowy world seems to have a unique charm.

In the bedroom, Junko was rolling around on the bed, Runhan was smiling on the side, and I followed back to my childhood when I saw the two of them happy.

A few days later, I went down the mountain alone, and after inquiring I found out that we had reached the mountainside of the peak of Hisha Bangma, and the lama temple was a partition, in other words, including the place below the lama temple is called the safe area, and the area above the lama temple is called the forbidden area for humans, where there is snow all year round, and sometimes there are natural disasters such as avalanches, and the most dangerous thing is not the forces of nature, but the snowman that is widely spread in this area.

According to the local mountain people, there will always be some so-called "scientists" climbing the mountain to study the existence of snowmen over the years, but they are all gone, no one knows whether there is a snowman, but every spring of the second year, the mountaineers will find a frozen corpse hanging on the pine tree halfway up the mountainside, all the corpses are broken hands and feet, wrapped around the pine branches, and some of the corpses are even gnawed by snow foxes and other carnivores, leaving only a tenacious corner of the clothes is still struggling to support.

But the truth is not so simple, every year around the end of the year, there are often young men about 20 years old who disappear mysteriously, and the number of missing people every year is still increasing, but there are also some young people who come back suddenly for some reason, but these people are silent about what they encountered in the mountains, and they died mysteriously the next day, and the body does not decompose, as if it was forcibly poured into some kind of preservative before death.

Saying goodbye to the mountain people, I returned to the lama temple, instructed the two children a few words, and the next day they found a simple primary school, probably because of the poverty of the family, the two children did not study much, not even the simplest vowels, I sighed and gave them all the tuition and room and board fees for the six years of primary school, and when I left, the two children looked at me with blank eyes, and the youngest Junzi innocently asked: "Uncle, when will Mom and Dad come to pick us up and take us home, it is colder here than at home, I don't like it here, I want to go home, I want to eat the cookcakes my mother made. ”

I didn't know how to answer this naïve child, but my older sister, who seemed to have accepted the death of her parents, smiled at me with tears in her eyes, and didn't say anything, but touched Junko's head and whispered to comfort him. I learned from my mother's tone of speaking to me when I was a child, and then turned around, and it happened that the moment I turned around, tears also flowed, but now is not the time to shed tears, there are more important things waiting for me to complete, and sure enough, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

I said goodbye to the lama and prepared to go alone to the hinterland of the Shisha Bangma Peak, to find the snowman that had been in circulation for many years. Before leaving, the lama persuaded me many times, but I politely refused, and the lama sighed when he saw that he couldn't keep me, and asked me to wait for a while.

I was embarrassed to open it directly in front of the lama, but I touched it through the cloth bag, it felt hard and hard, and it was a little cold, I turned around and went back to the house to get a few things and handed them to me, he pointed to the cloth bag in my hand, and said in a very fluent Mandarin: "Sir, this journey is very dangerous, thirty years ago, the old abbot was like you who went deep into the hinterland alone despite dissuasion, and there was a yak and a month's dry food with him, I thought that the abbot would never return, but who knew that only twenty days later, the abbot returned, I also brought these things back with me when I came back. ”

I was embarrassed to open the cloth bag directly in front of the lama, so I touched the cloth a few times, and felt a little hard and a little cold, I stared at the cloth bag and asked curiously, "What about later?" How about the abbot? ”

The lama sighed and said, "The next day the abbot had breakfast with us, and after saying a word about Shenyangquan, he fell to the ground and passed away. I said sorry, and the lama waved his hand to show that it was nothing, and then walked back, and the leather shoes made a noise on the snow, but they were soon blown away by the cold wind.

I drove all the way to the top of the mountain, the pine trees on both sides desperately flashed to both sides, after a while, the pine trees were gone, only the snow covered stones were left in front of me, the more I went to the top of the mountain, the more rugged the road became, and soon the front was blocked by heavy snow, there was no way, now I had to get out of the car and walk inside.

I looked up at the top of the mountain, and estimated that I had already walked two-fifths of the way, and at this rate I would reach the top in two days, and after walking for a while, I climbed over a boulder, and I saw a few tall pine trees standing not far away, which stood out in this snow-covered world. I narrowed my eyes and seemed to see a few people on the tree, I didn't think too much and walked over, and soon I came to the bottom of the tree, only to see dozens of human corpses scattered on the tree, and the hands and feet of the corpses have been deformed, I tried to climb to the tree and drag them down, but the corpses were frozen and couldn't move a bit, I shook my head and jumped down, at this time I suddenly found that the expressions of each corpse were exactly the same, the mouth occupied almost two-thirds of the face, and the mouth was full of snow.