After dawn, I found a waiter and asked her to hand over the green pearl to Guan Linlin, and then I went back to the villa.

My father's illness and the current situation do not allow us to wait any longer.

After a day's rest, we drove to Kunlunxu, which has a strong mythological color.

Kunlun Mountain, also known as Kunlun Xu, China's first sacred mountain, the mountain of ten thousand ancestors, Kunlun Hill or Jade Mountain. The large mountain system in central Asia is also the backbone of the mountain system in western China. From the east of the Pamir Plateau in the west, across several provinces, the total length is about 2,500 kilometers, the average altitude is 5,500-6,000 meters, the width is 130-200 kilometers, and the total area is more than 500,000 square kilometers. Mount Kunlun has a prominent position of "the ancestor of ten thousand mountains" in the cultural history of the Chinese nation, and the ancients called Kunlun Mountain the "ancestor of the dragon vein" of China.

Even the Classic of Mountains and Seas has a description of the Kunlun Snow Mountain: in the south of the West Sea, on the shore of quicksand, after the red water, before the black water, there is a big mountain, called the Kunlun Hill. There is a god, a human face and a tiger body, there is a text and a tail, all white, and it is dealt with. There is an abyss of weak water under it, and there is a mountain of fire outside it. Some people have hoopoes, tiger teeth, leopard tails, holes, and the name is the Queen Mother of the West. This mountain has everything.

It seems that there is still something strange in this mountain, right! This Kunlun Mountain traverses the two southwestern provinces, isn't the young man we driving from the western plateau? Ask him and find out soon.

So Dorjee stumbled to tell us the mythical story of Kunlun Mountain with a strong local color.

It is said that in this endless Kunlun Mountains, there is an ancient and silent deep valley with lush pastures, but a few famous compatriots who rely on grazing for a living never come here to graze, because this valley is the legendary Death Valley, known as the "Gate of Hell" of Kunlun Mountain.

The valley is littered with wolf skins, bear bones, hunters' steel guns, and lonely graves, rendering the world an eerie aura of death.

In 1983, a herd of ranch horses strayed into Death Valley because they were gluttonous with the fat grass in the grain. A herdsman ventures into a valley in search of horses. After a few days passed, the people did not appear, but the herd of horses did. His body was later found on a hill. His clothes were torn, his feet were barefoot, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his shotgun was still in his hand, and he looked like he was dead. Puzzled, no injuries or signs of assault were found on his body.

Shortly after the tragedy, the geological team working nearby was also attacked by Death Valley.

In July 1983, it was a scorching heat outside, but a snowstorm suddenly fell near Death Valley. A roar of thunder accompanied by a blizzard suddenly came, and the cook fainted on the spot. According to the cook's recollection, when he heard the thunder, he immediately felt numb all over his body, his eyes turned black, and then he lost consciousness.

When the team members went out to work the next day, they were shocked to find that the original loess had turned into black soil, like ashes, and all the animals and plants had been "killed".

The geological team quickly organized itself to survey the valley. After investigation, it was found that the magnetic field anomaly in this area was extremely obvious and widely distributed, and the deeper into the valley, the higher the magnetic field anomaly. Under the effect of electromagnetic fields, the electric charges in the clouds and the magnetic field of the valley cause the electric charges to be discharged, making it a mine-rich area, and the mines often target running animals.

However, few of the local people believed the claims given by the geological expedition, and they preferred to believe that there was a "gate of hell" in this valley of death, and this "gate of hell" was a gate to the eighteen layers of hell on earth.

But all guilty people must walk from this Kunlun Snow Mountain, and then be beaten down from here to eighteen layers of hell.

And this is not a place that mortals can set foot in, because once you enter here, you may be able to spy on the secrets of the underworld, and once these secrets are spread in the human world, then it may lead to the reversal of yin and yang. Then it will cause a catastrophe, and it is better to kill a hundred by mistake than to let one go.

Then almost everyone who has set foot in this place has kept their mouths shut forever.

"Really?" Listening to Dorjee's bastard brag shouting, I got angry. Tell you fucking stories about myths, what seven fairies love Dong Lang or Bai Suzhen marries Xu Xian!

This kid knew that we were going to run to Nakunlun, but he still had to talk about these scary things. I praised him for his long brain two days ago, and he really couldn't catch up with it.

I silently looked at the map, thousands of miles away. I don't know how many days it will take to retrieve the legendary Kunlun ice coffin.

It was boring to sit in the car all the way, so I carefully studied the map and related introductions that the master gave me.

It is said to be a map, but it is nothing more than a few strokes with a few lines of small print. This Kunlun ice coffin is taken from Kunlun Xuanbing. What the? It's not ice, it's stone? No wonder it doesn't melt! However, there is no record of where to find this so-called Kunlun Xuanbing.

Only one sentence is given: "The peak of the mountain, the infinite of the earth." "What kind of map is this?

The route marked by the red arrow is halfway marked and then gone, is this the road to heaven? If you can't draw it, you can't do it. But then I learned that maybe this is the way. It is indeed the road to heaven, but unfortunately how many people can walk through it?

I looked patiently and vigorously, but I really couldn't see the mystery of this broken map.

Watch the last one again! Just this time, I cheered myself up in my heart.

Never mind! It's a waste of energy to see more, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, so why rush at this time.

I folded the map and put it in my bag, then closed my eyes and silently thought about something.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the figure came to mind.

The wavy curls, the big, bright eyes, the high bridge of the nose, and the proud curves. The porcelain doll-like face smiled softly at me, and then walked away step by step, disappearing from my sight.

I quickly opened my eyes and reached for her to pull her, for fear of letting her slip away from me.

This time I found out that it was actually a dream.

Sister Gege, who was sitting next to me, also noticed my actions and turned her face to look at me.

Look at this face that I thought about day and night, but I couldn't say a word. It's just because of the last experience under the tomb that I have an estrangement from her. But I still have a lot of thoughts about her, and I read the letter she left me the last time she left.

Perhaps, as she said in her letter, she also has her own difficulties, and she is also forced to be helpless.

But she still didn't want to tell me about her suffering. If people don't want to tell you, why should you ask? A person who doesn't even want to confide in you, why should you be obsessed with absolutes?

Sometimes think about it, people are like that. Someone who is wholeheartedly good for you, but you don't care, you never take into account her feelings when you say you leave. And the person you care about, even if others have a cold face, you yearn for a sticker. Why bother?

Maybe something should be put down, something should be recovered.