With the money of a good car, in exchange for a can blow a lifetime of bullshit, this is a widely spread advertising slogan, consciousness is to say that climbing Mount Everest is just a good car money, but can blow a lifetime of bullshit, in recent years climbing Mount Everest has become a hot spot, no matter who it is, give money to take you to climb, in response to that sentence, take you to pretend to be forced, take you to fly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But they forgot that there is another sentence, called if you don't die, you won't die, too many unprofessional people want to conquer the first peak of the earth, and then they are conquered by Mount Everest, every year there will be several or dozens of people die on Mount Everest, die in ice falls, avalanches, hypoxia, slips, altitude sickness, frostbite......

Under the conditions of Mount Everest, it is so difficult to transport the body down, but Podo Rinpoche has to find the body and take it down the mountain in this season, if it weren't for what Sanjay said, I wouldn't believe that there is such a thing, what surprises me is that the elegant Sanjay is going to go with his fists, and he will also take his buddies.

Can buddy wait in the small temple? That's impossible, if that's the case, I look down on myself, a weak chicken like Sanjay can go, what's wrong with buddy? What's more, this is also an opportunity to get closer to Porto Rinpoche, the buddy patted Sanjay on the shoulder and said to him: "If you dare to go as a lama who doesn't cultivate supernatural powers, I will dare to go even more, and I will go as you go." ”

Sanjay and I are not rich masters, not to mention a person's climbing fee of three or four hundred thousand, even thirty or forty thousand can't be taken out, not to mention that in this season, even if you come up with the money, no mountaineering team dares to take this job, so Sanjay and I rested in the small temple for a night, and got up early the next day to bring some food, drink, tents, and lighters...... Putting on a down jacket, I didn't even have a special mother's standard hiking shoes, and I headed towards Mount Everest.

Without further ado, Sanjay and I arrived at the foot of Mount Everest a few days later, before I thought it would be very difficult to find Porto Rinpoche, but when I arrived at the foot of Mount Everest, I realized that in fact, there are only two or three routes to climb Mount Everest, which is where Sanjay and I are, which is the easiest and least dangerous route.

The cold wind is fierce, Sanjay and I ate something before going up the mountain and started climbing, buddy grew up in a mountain village in the northeast, and the winter is often minus thirty or forty degrees, for the cold resistance, it must be stronger than ordinary people, but I didn't expect that the cold on Mount Everest is a bone-chilling wind chill, and I can feel the wind blowing like a knife all the time.

Especially after walking for a long time, there is snow in front of me, and there will be snow blindness, buddy and Sanjay are two poor people, not even wearing glasses, like the two of us who climb Mount Everest, it is really rare, fortunately, they are not ordinary people, although Sanjay does not know how to be magical, but he also knows how to practice, his breathing is very long, and the heat does not leak out, but I don't have to worry about it.

At first, it was fine, but later, my buddy felt a little uncomfortable, because the air became thinner and thinner the higher you go, and it was difficult to catch your breath, neither of us had an oxygen tank, and there was a snow hole under our feet that could kill people at any time. If you speed up, you will definitely lack oxygen, and you will immediately suffocate due to the thin air and collapse on the cold and slippery glacier.

Buddy used the fetal breath method, Sanjay whispered the mantra of Tantra, and it was only three or four days after climbing the mountain, and the two of us were already very embarrassed, fortunately I carried a small tent and two sleeping bags, but every night Sanjay would chant on the icy Mount Everest, never stopping, buddy admired his perseverance, and hoped to find Porto Rinpoche as soon as possible.

We didn't come to conquer Mount Everest, we just need to find Porto Rinpoche, but in the next two or three days, we still didn't see the shadow of Porto Rinpoche, the elegant Sanjay's lips were chapped into a series of cuts, and when he spoke, his face was red from the wind, and he also had chilblains on his hands, but he was still optimistic to talk and laugh with me.

People's emotions can be infected, buddies are also infected by Sanjay's optimistic mood, but the speed of our climbing is getting slower and slower, the higher the height, the more difficult it is to go up, fortunately, buddies have now achieved a small success in the art of talismans, which has encountered several crises, all of which have been resolved by me, Sanjay is also admiring the magic of Taoist talismans.

In the process of climbing the mountain that day, Sanjay almost fell into the snow, and the buddy used more strength to save him, dragged him and threw him off, and threw Sanjay down on a protruding ice block, and broke his right arm, and he didn't continue to climb up if he was injured, I found a sheltered place, supported the tent, and connected Sanjay to the bone, used the yellow charm to dredge the meridians, and tied it with a rope, so as to save Sanjay's right arm.

In the evening, we ate some beef jerky and said to Sanjay, "You are gone, tomorrow I will send you down the mountain, and I will come to find Pota Rinpoche myself." ”

Sanjay looked a little depressed, lowered his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, his face changed into that smile again, and said to me: "It's okay, I can't help you now, but I have become a drag on you, and I have worked hard for you." ”

I secretly smiled bitterly, it was really hard for me, I have climbed here, I guess it is not far from Porto Rinpoche, but I want to send Sanjay down the mountain, starting from scratch, how like my fucking life, trying to move forward, thinking that I was about to see the light, but suddenly I was hit with a stick, and I had to start anew......

"Rest, conserve your strength, it's harder to go down the mountain than to go up." The buddy said something and opened the sleeping bag for Sanjay, Sanjay nodded in agreement, and the buddy also opened his sleeping bag, and before he could drill in, he heard someone outside say something in Tibetan, and then Sanjay jumped up like a burning buttocks, and said to me excitedly: "It's Bodo Rinpoche." ”

Sanjay went to unzip the tent, and an old lama came in from the cold wind outside, he was not a tall lama, only one meter seven tall, in his fifties, the wrinkles on his face were like ravines, wearing a sheepskin leather jacket, but it was already tattered, the whole person was like the most ordinary old man in Tibet, nothing unusual, even his eyes were not so bright, but he had a wise and kind gaze.

Sanjay welcomed me into the tent and introduced me to Pota Rinpoche, who folded his hands and said to me in Chinese: "You have worked hard for this trip, but I don't have the energy to help you now, so I will come back to help you when I carry the body down and rest for two days." ”

The master is the master, after knowing my incident, there is no excuse and prevarication, he directly agreed, what he said is also very true, he does not have the energy and physical strength to help me now, it takes skill to open the eyes of heaven, now this situation is impossible to do, I hurriedly expressed my gratitude to Hata Rinpoche.

Sanjay was surprised and asked why he was nearby, and he said that he had found the body of the victim, not far away, thinking about going down the mountain tomorrow, and when he saw the lights on our side, he thought that there were climbers climbing the mountain at this time, and wanted to persuade us to go back, but he never thought it was Sanjay and me.

Sanjay was going to see the victims now, but Porto Rinpoche said that it was too late and it would not be too late to see tomorrow, so he also slept in our tent for the night, and I wanted to give the sleeping bag to the old man, but the old man smiled and shook his head, saying that he was used to wearing a sheepskin jacket, so let me sleep by myself, and then he leaned on the edge of the tent and slept in a sheepskin jacket.

In such a harsh environment, there is always a smile on the face of Porto Rinpoche, it is a smile from the heart, like a child, only people with an incomparably pure heart will have such a smile, buddy can't help but sigh secretly, Sanjay and Porto Rinpoche are the same kind of people, they seem to be always optimistic about the world, the smile on their faces has never disappeared, poor, but happy, doing some thankless things, but never tired of it.

They live very simply, but they are very happy, and I suddenly think, is it really difficult to be happy? In fact, happiness is not about how much money you have, what kind of life you live, as long as you want to be happy, you will be happy, just like Sanjay, just like Hatdo Rinpoche.

I fell asleep thinking about my thoughts, and was woken up by Sanjay early the next morning, the weather was very good today, I got out of the tent, the cold was still cold, but the sky was blue and scary, a few white clouds floated, the sun shone down, bringing a trace of warmth, we ate something casually, and Porto Rinpoche took me and Sanjay to the right.

After walking for a long time, I came to a leeward place, which should be a temporary camp, the tent had been completely destroyed, and there were seven or eight corpses lying on the ground, men and women, foreigners, and Chinese, and it seemed that the time of death was not short, and at the same time, I felt that there was some ghost aura on the back of a gloomy and cold back.

I understand why the ghosts who died on Mount Everest could not walk on the Huangquan Road, because at this height, the Gangfeng was very strong, and the ghosts did not want to come to this kind of ghost place, and the dead people would be trapped in the mountain, enduring the blowing and cold of the Gangfeng until the soul was scattered and disappeared.

A person, a leather jacket, simple equipment, came to Mount Everest, endured the wind and cold, and endured dangers, but only to carry these corpses down, because only when the corpses are carried down, the ghosts will follow down the mountain, what kind of mercy is this? The buddy obeyed, he was really convinced, and he clasped his hands towards Hata Rinpoche.

Podo Rinpoche smiled and returned the salute and said to me: "Sanjay has an arm injury, he can't carry the corpse anymore, can you help me carry one down the mountain?" ”

With a smile, I smiled and said to Hata Rinpoche, "Master, it's too much effort to carry the corpses one by one, I can let them all follow us down the mountain, because I will drive the corpses!" (To be continued.) )