Due to the reduced altitude, there is no such large area of deep snow in this area, and it is only bare rocks as far as the eye can see, with only a few white snow piled up here and there, and occasionally some low bushes can be seen, which cannot be named.

At this moment, Tan Jian had already run to the young man's side, as if he was saying something, and after a while, he saw the young man turn his head and suddenly stretched out his hand to point to us.

Estelle blinked and said, "Sir Sue, he seems to be pointing at you." ”

I am not blind, of course I can see that the man is pointing at me, and I don't know what he is saying to Tan Jian when he points at me, after a while, the man got up, supported the rock with his hand, jumped down from the high stone, then put his hand into the Tibetan robe, grabbed a handful of things out, and handed it to Tan Jian, who jumped down, and stood still.

Tan Jian walked back with the thing, spread out his hand and looked, I found that what he was holding in his hand was something that looked like jade and not jade, like stone and not stone, each of which was about the size of a projectile, black, and slightly reflected the arc light in the light of the setting sun.

"What is this?" Zhou Xuanye stared and asked.

Tan Jian handed us the stone and said, "Put it on, and you won't be disturbed." I asked the kid, he was from Little Fuso. As soon as these words came out, except for the unwitting Ma Fatzi and Estelle, Zhou Xuanye and I were stunned. Although this speculation has been around for a long time, when it was confirmed, I still felt a little incredible. How easy did we meet the people of Little Fuso? And this man seems to be pretty good.

After a pause, Tan Jian said again: "He said that this road is very dangerous, if we want to go, we can follow him." ”

Zhou Xuanye frowned and said, "What is he doing?" ”

Tan Jian said: "I have a weird personality, I can't ask anything." But ......" he said and suddenly looked at me and said, "That kid has a good impression of you, Su Tiangu, are you doing something behind my back again?" "I have to say, Tan Jian really understands me. I laughed dryly and said, "I guess I got him something to eat." ”

Hearing this, Tan Jian showed that it was really like this, and closed the cuffs. Most people like to roll up their sleeves before fighting, it's so convenient. But Tan Jian, a turtle hair with a habit of cleanliness, is fully armed with his hands when he wants to do it. As soon as I saw his movements, I knew that this girl was about to move, so I immediately hid behind Zhou Xuanye, changed the topic, and said, "Boss, this stone is quite effective, and my head doesn't hurt so much." ”

Estelle nodded approvingly, taking the thing in her hand and playing with it with an amazing look of surprise.

Zhou Xuanye looked in the direction of the young man, put his hands around his chest, touched his chin, and said, "He is from Xiaofusang, but he lives in an igloo. Could it be that those fire lotuses were planted by the people of Little Fusang? ”

I said, "Quite possibly." ”

Ma Fatzi was puzzled and said, "What are you talking about Fusang?" ”

I said, "These are the people you said live by the Holy Lake." ”

"Oh." He showed a sudden realization, and after reacting, he almost jumped up and said, "That kid in red is from Xiao Fusang?" Aren't their people dead? Is there anyone still alive? Immediately after, he didn't know what he thought, and suddenly beat his chest and said, "It's over, it seems that the legend of the treasure of the holy lake is fake." ”

Estelle asked, "How do you know it's fake?" ”

Ma Fatzi looked distressed and said, "You are stupid, if there is really a treasure, that kid is still so miserable?" Do you have to recover a pack of expired compressed biscuits? ”

"You seem to have a point." Estelle replied with a serious expression.

We are not interested in whether there is a treasure in the holy lake, the only thing that is interested is the Fusang branch, I asked: "Boss, did you ask him about the Fusang branch?" "The young man, though he has a rather eccentric personality, seems to be much friendlier than the people of Hamen, and may be able to ask something.

After I asked, Tan Jian was silent for a while, and only replied after a while: "He said yes." ”

Zhou Xuanye asked: "What else did you say?" Would he like to help us? ”

Tan Jian let out a long breath and said, "He said that it is not difficult, no problem." But I think he agreed too quickly, don't you think there's something wrong with this person? Zhou Xuanye frowned and thought for a while, and finally said: "If there is a problem, there is no way, let's take a step and see a step, let's follow him." ”

In the following time, everyone's itinerary can be said to be thrilling. There were many dangers hidden in this place, but the young man seemed to be very familiar with the place, and always avoided them, and for the next few days he did not say a word to us at all.

At first, Estelle was curious about him and tried to talk, but was completely ignored. At last Estelle was a little tight, the young man stopped and looked at her, and after a while, Estelle trotted back with a pat on her chest, and said, "His eyes are so scary." ”

Along the way, if there was any accident, it was about the fourth day when we encountered a snowstorm, and the man looked at the sky and led us into a cave. It was the only time I had a close encounter, and I thought about taking turns to rest and give him the sleeping bag to sleep, but when I brought it up, the other person shook his head and lifted a corner of his coat for me to touch. I pinched it and immediately felt a burst of warmth, more comfortable than getting into a sleeping bag.

After a closer look, it turned out that the Tibetan robe he was wearing was not sewn from pieces of cloth, but like some kind of animal leather, although it was not thick, but it was very warm. I subconsciously asked what Ping was made of, and he said, "Snow ghost." "Snow ghost, is his name for the kind of monster that shuttles in the snow, I didn't expect the skin of those things to have this effect, no wonder the people of Little Fusang can survive in this cold and freezing, and there is really a way.

This is the only time we had a conversation in four days, everyone walked, from time to time they encountered the lake will get some Tibetan unique fine-scale fish to eat, due to the altitude, the water can not be boiled, and the fish can only be boiled to a half-cooked state, but the fish itself is very delicate, through the snow water boiling, not even a little fishy smell can not be smelled, the taste is very good.

When we first started fishing, we were worried that the person would object, after all, regardless of whether the people of Xiaofusang were Tibetans or not, they lived in Tibetan areas, and what if they maintained the customs of living in Tibetan areas and did not eat fish? But later it turned out that all this was too much, and that kid did not have all the taboos of Tibetans except for wearing Tibetan robes, and even could eat anything. At first, everyone was a little unaccustomed to eating half-raw fish, but he took a big bite and was the first to finish it.

At this time, the route we took had already surpassed the map drawn by the Zeng team, and our only guide at this time was the young man, where he took us to go, we went wherever we went, along the way, Zhou Xuanye has been making marks, and supplementing the map in our hands.

On the morning of the fifth day, we finally saw the beautiful lake that Zeng had been thinking about.

At this time, we have entered a glacial belt, and I don't know if it is a remnant of the glacier in the first season, which is larger than the area where the fire lotus grew before. At a glance, the layers of blue ice are hidden in the mist, making people seem to have entered a dangerous situation composed of ice and snow.

At this moment, there are glaciers on both sides, and when you look up, you can't see the end, only white mist, and behind us is the direction we came, the altitude has been decreasing, and in front of us there is a lake mixed in with the glacier.

The lake was so big that we had to learn from geckos and climb over the ice walls on both sides, or we had to cross the water. There is not a single rock to be seen in this place, let alone a drop of dirt, the lake is wrapped in glaciers, calm as a mirror, and the surrounding glaciers, in this mirror of the same color, do not leave a single shadow.

The occasional cold wind will make the lake slightly****, ** the lake water gently hit the ice wall, and the sunlight completely penetrates them, forming an indescribable beauty. This world has been so beautiful and serene since ancient times.

This kind of beauty is not the kind of beauty that makes people dazzled, but a kind of beauty that penetrates time and space, as if it can take you through thousands of years in an instant, and return to the original appearance of this world.

The lake stretches out, just like the ice walls on both sides, you can't see the end at all, and at the end of the line of sight, there is a white mist, which makes the front show a white and vast feeling.

Ma Fatzi and Estelle were already stunned, and only heard Ma Fatzi muttering to himself: "I didn't come in vain, this trip was really not in vain, it's worth it." "It took a long time for us to slowly recover from this indescribable beauty of antiquity.

Although I carry diving equipment, I am afraid that it will be enough to swim through such a large lake.

That person is from Little Fusang, I don't believe he has to swim in and out of Little Fusang?

The young man was indifferent to the shock of the five of us hillbillies entering the city, and he had already walked to the edge of the lake, and gestured at us to follow. When I reached the edge of the lake, I subconsciously looked down, thinking that I could see my own shadow, but there was not even a vague shadow in the lake.

The fat man also found out, hissed in his mouth, and said, "Hey, this water is so strange, there is no shadow at all." As he spoke, he held out his hand. I and I stretched out our hands and shook on the surface of the lake, trying to find an angle from which we could take a picture.

At this time, the young man said, "Zhuo Ma Tso, that is, what you call the Holy Lake. "After spending more than a month in Tibet, I still understand some simple Tibetan meanings. Dolma means 'Tara', and Tara is the name of the goddess worshiped by the Tibetan people. In other words, the lake in front of us can be called Tara Lake, or Fairy Lake, Goddess Lake.

Ma Fatzi got along these days, and saw that this young man's temper was actually not bad, and he kicked his nose a little to appreciate his face, and immediately asked: "Why is it called Zhuo Ma Cuo, there are beautiful women in this lake?" ”

The young man actually nodded: "Yes, people who are destined can see it." ”

Ma Fatzi touched his nose and said, "It's so mysterious...... Where do you live across the lake? How do you get there? ”(.)