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At this time, Sankra took out the road map provided to him by the left and right protectors, he looked at it for a while, and said to us: "I have estimated, we will be able to reach the top of the mountain by this time tomorrow, but our goal is the valley behind Nanga Bhava Peak, if it goes well, it is estimated that it will take two and a half days." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Tom used a toothpick to pick out the green onion leaves between his teeth, and said casually: "Going down the mountain is not as good as going up, don't you expect it too good, I preliminarily estimate that it will be at least three days before we reach the valley on the back, and there can be no accidents during the period." ”

Up to now, although the trail has not been easy, there is always a trail to walk, but even so, it took us a full day to climb more than half of the way. The rest of the journey has to be carved out on its own, and the difficulty can be imagined, and I think Tom's estimate is right.

Sankra didn't think so, he said that going up the mountain is a step by step, and going down the mountain is different, we have prepared a lot of ropes, as long as the cliff nails are fixed, the road is basically the same as airborne, the speed will be much faster.

The public said that the public was reasonable, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, and seeing the endless arguments, the standard shouted loudly: "Quarrel with each other, don't you know who is more correct after practice?" Alas, Biao Ye, I am not afraid of the hard process ahead, it is this altitude sickness that is unbearable, I already feel it, the more I go up, the more severe the altitude sickness! ”

Not to mention the marker, even myself, at this high altitude, I am inevitably dizzy, sometimes the speed of climbing the mountain is faster, and even panting, there is a feeling of suffocation. I can't imagine what it would be like to reach the top of a mountain at an altitude of 7,000 meters.

After chatting for a while, everyone also felt sleepy, just in case, Sankra arranged for a warrior monk to keep vigil, and told everyone to go back to the tent to rest.

Due to altitude sickness and the unusually cold climate, I slept hard that night, but I finally survived.

The night was uneventful, and early the next morning, we packed up our things, ate some compressed biscuits, and continued to the summit.

Along the way are steep mountain walls and strange rocks, encountered unattainable places, we have to hit cliff nails to fix, with ropes to do traction, the hard work along the way is inevitable. But the saddest thing is that after a whole morning, we have only climbed a thousand meters to a height, and we are still a long way from the summit.

Sankra and the monks were both native Tibetans, and over the years, their bodies had developed immunity to altitude sickness. But we are different, the further we go to the top of the mountain, the greater the altitude sickness, and in the end, we basically lie on the ground on all fours, only feeling that no matter how we breathe, the oxygen in our lungs is not enough.

The most terrible thing is that some of the ice on the way is not solid, after the cliff nails are driven in, on the surface it looks completely reusable, but when we tie into the rope to borrow force, it will fall out of it, if it is not for the fast reaction ability of those warrior monks who open the way, they immediately let go, and fell off the cliff It is a sure thing.

Sankra had planned to reach the summit before dark, but in fact we had climbed to a height of more than 6,000 metres just after 5 o'clock in the afternoon. In other words, it took us a whole day to climb a height of 2,000 meters, which is really slow.

Today, it has become a fact that he cannot climb to the top of the mountain, and Sankra does not force it, but looks at the bad environment around him, and finally settles on a place to camp.

The camping place is not flat, there is a certain slope, and there are big rocks everywhere, but there is no way, we found a lot of places, and only this place can barely pitch a tent.

It may have changed the day, and after dinner, a strong wind suddenly struck, and if it weren't for the big rocks around us to block most of the wind, even a simple tent like ours would have been blown away by the strong wind.

There are two reasons why I slept even more unsteadily this night, the first is that I have too much altitude sickness and I have a splitting headache, and the second is that the tent that blows from time to time is shaky, making a strange sound of "squeak, squeak", which makes people worry.

I spent the night half-asleep, and when I woke up in the morning, my eyes hurt terribly and my head became heavy. When I got out of the tent, I saw that the sky had changed today, and it was already half past seven in the morning, but I didn't see the shadow of the sun in the east, and the best estimate was cloudy, and the worst plan was to rain.

Today was destined to be a day of many disasters, and in the morning, we encountered showers, and it was more like rain than hail, and because of this, our progress was unusually slow, and most of us were injured by the hail.

In the afternoon, the weather suddenly cleared, and the progress suddenly became faster, but when I was about to climb the top of the mountain, an accident happened, and a warrior monk accidentally fell off the cliff when he opened the road.

If it weren't for the good fortune of this warrior monk, when he rolled down twenty meters away, there happened to be a huge stone stuck in his body, and he would definitely fall off the cliff and die, but even so, he might have been hit on the head and already unconscious.

After a great deal of effort, at half past three in the afternoon, we finally reached the top of Nanga Bhava Mountain, at this time, we could not bear it any longer, and sat on the ice with our butts on the ice, and never remembered again.

After resting for a while, we got up one after another, looked into the distance, and the sight was full of rolling snow peaks, but none of them could compare to the height and majesty of Nanga Bhava Peak, which made people immediately feel that they had climbed Mount Tai and the mountains were small, and the mood naturally improved, and I couldn't help but yell at the bottom of the mountain, and suddenly there was an echo.

Sankra was worried about the injured monk, so after resting for a while, he went to check on his condition, maybe the situation was not ideal, he frowned very badly.

We also went over to take a look, and this warrior monk was about thirty years old, and although he was wrapped in a down jacket, it could be seen that his body was very strong.

Sankra carefully touched the monk's abdomen and back, and was relieved to find that there were no fractures anywhere. However, the cold here is abnormal, it is already more than 20 degrees below zero, and if you are in a coma for a long time at this time, you will definitely be frozen to death, so Sankra immediately asked the remaining warrior monks to find dry wood to make a fire.

I looked around at the bad environment, the summit of Nanga Bhava was scattered with jagged rocks, and the flat places were covered by glaciers, and occasionally I found some weeds, all of which died, and the bad environment here was really bad.

Compared to our previous camp, the conditions in Huanli are still relatively good, and after walking half a circle, I found an excellent camping spot, which is a low recess, like a big pit, just enough to block us from the wind.

In this cold environment, there is a strong altitude sickness, and when I work, my hands and feet are naturally not good. It took more than two hours of work, and it was almost dark before we set up the tent.

The warrior monks are also busy half dead, there are no trees growing on this peak, where can they find dry firewood? There is really no choice but to collect a large amount of dead grass to make a fire to keep warm, but in this way, the noodles can only be cooked in a smokeless oven.

The weather was so cold that we couldn't boil the water in which we cooked the noodles, so we had no choice but to forcibly swallow the half-cooked noodles into our stomachs and barely eat them.

At eight o'clock in the evening, after drinking a little noodle soup, the injured warrior monk finally woke up, moved his body, except for a little pain in his back and head, there was no other abnormality, and everyone finally relaxed.

Due to the very thin oxygen in the air, I couldn't sleep at night, and there was really no way, so I had to chat with the sympathetic standard to pass the long night, and then Tom and Wu Jian also joined in.

Maybe it was because we were too tired during the day, or maybe it was because we hadn't slept well for a few days, and by two o'clock in the morning, we slept to death one by one, until the next day Sankla came with all the warrior monks to call the door.

Today, we are ready to go down the mountain, ropes or something, the warrior monks have already prepared, we looked around, and found a cliff with a slightly gentle slope, so we planned to put the rope there to go down.

But at this moment, Wu Jian, who was checking the terrain on the left, returned, and he told us the good news that on the cliff over there, he found an iron chain.

We were immediately excited, and immediately walked towards the place he was talking about.

Sankra said as he walked: "Master Nyingma told me before he died that the first wave of monks who came to the holy mountain did get an iron chain here, but they didn't find it.

When I got to the front, there was a huge stone there, and the ice on it and around it had been disposed of by Wu Jian, revealing an arm-thick iron chain. The iron chains were wrapped around the stones, and the other end led to the bottom of the mountain wall, perhaps because it was frozen, and the chains were very well preserved, with only a few traces of rust.

Due to the passage of time, the iron chains that were originally hanging on the cliff were covered with ice, and on the surface, there was no trace of the iron chains.

Wu Jian pointed to the iron chain on the cliff and said, "The ice covered by the iron chain is too thick, I need a chisel." Hearing this, Wu Jian volunteered to be a pioneer.

Wu Jian is the most agile among everyone, and it is naturally good for him to be the pioneer, but he is also afraid that something will happen in it, so Sankra carefully told him about the various accidents that will occur when climbing the snowy mountain.

Wu Jian nodded, took the chisel in Sankra's hand, turned around and grabbed the chain, fixed the safety belt, and began to descend down the cliff.

The ice layer on the iron chain is naturally very thick, but it is very brittle, the chisel smashed down, and a large piece was broken at once, using this simple method, it didn't take long for Wu Jian to go down more than ten meters. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow the ~ point / Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread can be), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to the qdread WeChat public account! (To be continued.) )