Chapter 470: Collective Amnesia

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If it had been a year ago, I would have been intimidated by what she said, but now, I just smiled at her and said, "Thank you, I'll be careful." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoSo, how long will it take us to get to this valley of death? ā€

Meadow stared at me in disbelief for a moment, then said, "Are you really going?" Aren't you afraid? Death Valley is a place where accidents can happen at any time, and thousands of wild animals and humans have died there for no apparent reason

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I calmly replied, "Yes, I'm pretty sure, because I have a reason why I have to go." Okay, you haven't answered my question yet, when are we going to leave and how long will it take to get there? ā€

Mei Duo replied, "Well, since you must go, then I will tell you how to go." You first go west from Golmud City to Utu Meiren Township, the whole journey is about 180 kilometers, because the mountain road is relatively difficult, it takes about four hours to reach by car, and then from the township to Nalingle Village, about six or seven kilometers away. Good luck Mr. Yuan! Good bye. ā€

After Mei Duo finished speaking, she got up and was about to go out, but I immediately stood up and stopped her, and said, "Don't go yet, I haven't paid you for your labor yet, and besides, I still need your help." ā€

She was a little surprised: "It's just a few words, you don't need to pay me, since you're just looking for people, not traveling, you don't need me as a tour guide, right?" ā€

I explained, "I'm right to find someone, but you should know how hard it is to find someone." I don't believe that I can find people as soon as I get there, I need a guide who is familiar with the environment, and this is a minority area, I need a translator. ā€

Meadow thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded and agreed to accept my employment.

I just wrapped the guest room, and my butt was returned by me before it was hot, although it hurt a little, but in order to complete the master's wish as soon as possible, these are nothing.

For the sake of convenience, Meadow helped me contact a car rental company, I rented an off-road vehicle, and in order to be well prepared and to avoid wasting time, I purchased some necessary supplies for the highland expedition.

After lunch, we drove on the road.

I drove onto Provincial Highway 303, where the mountain roads are similar to those in the Ali area, all of which are in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the roads are desolate except for the endless mountains.

Buggy navigated the winding mountain roads. The fields are vast, and the rows of snow-capped mountains float silently in the distant sky like silver hats. The vast plateau is full of a kind of polar primitive atmosphere, all of which can't help but make people feel inexplicably lonely.

Since I don't drive a lot and the mountain roads are rough and difficult, I don't dare to go too fast. Medau sat in the passenger seat and explained to me the customs of the place, and the bones of animals and the fur of animals that had not yet rotted could be seen on the roadside.

When I was about to arrive at Utu Meiren Township, I was not far from the side of the road and saw a group of wild donkeys. Mei Duo told me that this is the Tibetan wild ass, a national first-class protected animal. Last time in Ali, Tibet, I only saw a few wild asses with a thermal imaging camera at night, this time I saw a herd of wild donkeys, and I felt that the momentum of their running together was not lost to wild horses at all.

When I arrived at my first destination, Utu Meiren Township, it was already evening, and it took me more than six hours to complete the four-hour journey that others had driven.

There is only one small hotel here, which was specially built by the township government because of the increase in the number of tourists in recent years. Due to the proximity of Death Valley, there are not many tourists who actually come here to play, after all, no one wants to lose their life in Death Valley because of curiosity.

After arranging the accommodation, we had a brief dinner in the dining room, and then Meadow took me to a nearby house, which, according to her, was the man's name was Arislan, a good friend of her grandfather's.

Meadow said that all the things her grandfather knew had come from Uncle Arislan.

Most of the people living here are Mongolians, and the family of Grandpa Mei Duo's friends is also Mongolian. When we visited, the family was having dinner and immediately invited us to a seat

怂 Although the male host's tone is a little strange when he speaks, he is still very proficient in Chinese.

Uncle Azhislan is a man in the prime of his forties, burly and tall, with a square face unique to the Mongolian people, a beard, eyes as sharp as an eagle, a straight nose and a wide mouth, giving people a sense of righteousness and awe. After Mei Duo's introduction, I learned that the name Arislan means lion in Mongolian, and I looked at the uncle again, the tiger's back and bear's waist is as stable as a mountain, and it is indeed a veritable lion.

After some politeness, I obeyed the host's wishes, sat down at the table with Mei Duo, and learned that we had just had dinner, and brought me a bowl of milk tea.

Mei Duo briefly explained his intention to the uncle, and Uncle Silan did not make a sound after hearing this, but squinted his eyes and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and said slowly: "When I was very young, I heard the elders say that the Nuxi clan belonged to the ancient relics, and some people said that they were descendants of the gods and were favored by the heavens and could not interact with ordinary people, so they have been living in the Kunlun Wonderland. Others say that they are a people abandoned by God, cursed by the heavens, and can only hide in the gates of hell, never to leave. If they try to escape from the gates of hell, they will be punished by the heavens, and they will rain down thunder that will tear apart all living beings who approach the gates of hell. ā€

I had been listening silently, but Mei Duo suddenly asked: "Uncle, I remember that someone seemed to have entered the Valley of Death a few years ago, but that person did not die in it, but only lost part of his memory after coming back, is this true?" ā€

Uncle Silan nodded and said: "Yes, about four or five years ago, in order to recover the lost shepherd, the unlucky Husleng did not listen to the persuasion of others and broke into the valley of death alone. When he found him, his hair and clothes were burned by the fire, but when he woke up, he couldn't tell what had happened, and he didn't have any memories of entering Death Valley. ā€

Hearing this information, I had some doubts in my heart, it is said that the person was really struck by lightning, and it was just that he didn't die, but what about amnesia? I haven't heard of anyone who will lose their memory after being struck by lightning. However, then it occurred to me that I had never heard of anyone who would be safe and sound after being struck by lightning.

Uncle Silan said: "Actually, he is not the first person to get out of Death Valley alive, before him, there were at least a dozen people in Nalingler Village who had entered Death Valley, although most of them did not come out, but there were still three people who came out alive. However, the most puzzling thing is that the condition of these three people is the same as Husleng, and they have all lost their memories of Death Valley. ā€

Hiss! …… I gasped, I thought that those thunderbolts were just natural phenomena after hearing Mei Duo talk about the anomalies in Death Valley, but now hearing Uncle Silan say this, I can't help but think about supernatural events.

All survivors have amnesia? I still can't figure out the reason for this, Uncle Silan said, according to the understanding of the locals, these people have seen the heavenly opportunities that should not be seen, so they will be erased from their memories, and those who die in it will be punished by God if they violate the taboo.

As for how those people were erased from their memories, and what taboos others violated, no one can say clearly.

After saying this, Uncle Silan said to me in a deep voice: "That's basically the case, do you still plan to enter Death Valley?" ā€

I thought for a moment and replied, "Uncle Slan, I'm definitely going to Death Valley, because I have to find the Nuxi clan. But before I do that, I'm going to visit the village of Nalingler, and preferably meet the survivors. I don't know, can uncle help me introduce me? ā€

Uncle Silan said: "There is no problem in helping you introduce you, it's just that I don't know if the Nu Xi clan exists or not, what I know is just legends, do you think there is still a need to go to Death Valley to adventure?" And, more frightening news has recently come out there......"