Along the highway all the way to the west, Xiao Baiyu took out his satellite positioning mobile phone, in the city, the road is much easier to walk, but he knows that he will not encounter many such roads along the way. There is actually a highway from Tibet to Nepal, but a long section of the highway is a no-man's land, and the route on the satellite positioning phone does not follow that road.

It is said that it is a mobile phone, in fact, the role of this mobile phone is mainly satellite positioning, and there is no other function of the mobile phone, of course, it can also be used as a flashlight. It's not so much a mobile phone as a moving map.

Highway, along the Yarlung Zangbo River, Xiao Baiyu found that according to his own route, when he walked more than 100 kilometers away from the Nepalese border, he had deviated from the main road, and there was a section of the road that was directly cut off halfway, and then connected more than 50 kilometers away.

Sure enough, the pilgrimage road is not so easy to walk, if you follow the road all the way, you don't have to think about any mountains and deserts, and the pilgrimage road has lost its meaning for the students.

Looking at the strange broken road on the Tibetan and Nepalese borders, the corners of Xiao Baiyu's mouth twitched, although it was only fifty or sixty kilometers, he knew that this might be the most difficult distance to deal with.

You must know that in Li Taibai's poems, it is difficult for Shu Road to go to the blue sky, even the peaks go to the sky without a foot, and the dry pines hang upside down against the cliffs, but compared with the road on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, it is still a lot worse.

I used to read in magazines that two people who can talk to each other in Tibet can see each other, but if you want to go to each other, you have to walk almost a day. As for five kilometers per hour...... Hehe, to hell with it.

Walking out of Lhasa, there are many fewer motor vehicles on the way, and from time to time you will meet herdsmen driving yaks.

Although it is June, Xiao Baiyu is dressed like an Eskimo, after all, the average altitude here is more than 3,500 meters, and according to the itinerary, he will see the snowy mountains in a few days, although this dress makes him look a little strange, but it can make him not feel hot on the road and avoid the direct stimulation of the skin by the strong ultraviolet rays in the plateau area.

In summer, the flow of the Brahmaputra River is much more turbulent than usual due to the gradual increase in temperature and the increase in the amount of snow melt water. The direction of the river's passing is the opposite of the direction in which he is going, and he is like a seeker who wants to trace the source, tirelessly and irritatingly moving forward.

At noon, Xiao Baiyu stopped at the door of a small shop and sighed. If you don't have hot cooked food, you can only buy dry food or sodium nitrite food at the store. The box on his back has not been opened yet, but the uncle has said that it is some compressed biscuits and dried meat, which should be safe to eat, and he is too lazy to open it and look at it, ready to leave it on the snowy mountain.

Walking into the store, he found that this small shop may be because there are not many people, so those snacks or drinking water have a thin layer of ash on them, but the things are not expired, but what makes him a little embarrassed is that there are a lot of pirated snacks, such as a kind of biscuit called "Yue Li Yue", a kind of red packaged milk called "Wangzi", and a kind of potato chips called "Shanghaojia", he has also seen it for a long time......

It's just that these things can only make Xiao Baiyu smile helplessly, and what caught Xiao Baiyu's attention was a customer in the store, looking at his dress, he didn't look like a local, but a bit like a private traveler or adventurer who came to travel.

When he turned his head, both of them stared at each other in amazement. This man had a delicate face, and he looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and he came here alone.

After a short stunned moment, the two looked at each other and smiled, it was fate to be able to meet tourists who were also solo travelers here, nodded to each other, and each chose what they needed.

I really couldn't stand the weird expression on the packaging of "Wangzi Milk", Xiao Baiyu took down a bottle of "Farmer Sanquan" from the commodity column on the side, and took a bag of "Yueli Yue", and because he couldn't believe the taste of this biscuit, he thought for a while, and took off two bags of "Shanghaojia", potato chips, the taste should not be too bad. Xiao Baiyu comforted himself.

Xiao Baiyu quickly chose something, the customer was still wandering around the small shop, Xiao Baiyu glanced back at him, didn't pay much attention to it, and left after checking out.

All the way to the west, in the evening, Xiao Baiyu came to a place where there was no store in front of the village and no store in the back, and looked at the time, half past six. With a wry smile, he actually passed by a guest house at five o'clock, but because the sky was just right, Xiao Baiyu wanted to hurry for a while, so he continued to move forward, but he didn't expect that this walk was an hour and a half, and he didn't even see a figure on the road.

It was getting darker, but fortunately the time zone here was not the same as the coast, and it was already past seven o'clock, and although the visibility of the road was getting lower and lower, it was barely enough to get along.

In desperation, with the afterglow that had not yet completely fallen westward, Xiao Baiyu found a slightly flat terrain by the river and began to set up a tent.

Until now, he didn't know what exactly was in the box behind him, he just flew to Lhasa, and all the procurement work was handed over to Han Luanshou, and the uncle also said that there were tents and some necessities in it.

Lifting the white cloth, just a corner attracted Xiao Baiyu's attention, the lilac box, with a simple carving, beautiful arc of the pattern, traces are natural, there is no redundancy, non-master sculptors do not have such carvings, it is difficult to imagine that such a delicately carved wooden box was salvaged from the bottom of the sea.

Xiao Baiyu couldn't wait to lift the entire white cloth, first stunned, then slightly red, and the next moment, he immediately covered the white cloth back.

"Sphinx ......" At this moment, he finally understood what his uncle meant by pulling the wind, if he carried this art street in Paris or Italy, maybe some people would cast admiration or eager eyes, but if he carried it on the street of China, it was really quite popular, and the feudalism should be said to be immoral.

Xiao Baiyu lifted the white cloth again, the material of the box was like wood instead of wood, like stone but not stone, and it felt like a hardwood and a stone texture. The front of the box is one foot wide and five feet long, surrounded by simple and beautiful flower carvings, and in the center is a sphinx, although it is only carved on a flat surface, but the vivid picture gives the illusion that the creature in the carving will pounce.

The portrayal is the Sphinx in Greek mythology, its upper body is **, the beautiful face of the girl is extremely cold, you look at the portrayal, you can feel the pair of cold eyes in the depiction staring at your soul, as if chanting a mysterious spell, and like a couple staring at your cheeks with affection. At the shoulders, a pair of majestic wings stretch back, because this face is only a foot wide, it requires the sculptor to create a three-dimensional sense of ghostly axe, however, the author of this depiction does indeed do it, the wings spread out, as if to soar towards the sky, full of wildness. The edges of the wings are soft, and they even have the feeling of feathers being blown by the wind. Looking down, a pair of plump breasts are firm and attractive, with the beautiful face of a girl, and the picture of the upper body is full of mystery and youth.

The lower body depicted is an ugly beast body, with strong limbs, powerful muscle lines, and demonic hooks that seem to be able to absorb everything, and the two conflicting perceptions are naturally and appropriately combined. If the great artist Moreau were here, he would have been amazed by this miraculous portrayal. He needs to use oil painting to deal with light and dark lines, reasonable matching of colors to achieve the artistic effect, someone can actually use the depiction to complete!

Xiao Baiyu looked at the portrayal and was stunned, gently ** the carved lines, and his thoughts flew to an ancient and mysterious world.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and found that there was no gap in the box to open in any direction, and he had no way to start, so he was dumbfounded. Thinking that no matter how unreliable the uncle was, he couldn't make such a big joke, and was thinking about how to take out the contents when he found that his hand was directly into the box, as if it was in the water.

Xiao Baiyu almost screamed, and immediately pulled out his hand and turned it over and over to see if he was missing one or two fingers. After finding that there was no problem with his hand, he calmed down, stared at the purple box, and put his hand back on the box, but except for the slightly cool texture, he didn't notice anything unusual. I thought about taking something from the inside of the box, and my hand easily melted into it.

Xiao Baiyu felt very strange, but he was not too surprised, he initially estimated that there should be an induction electric technique inside the box, so that the inside of the box is a space of its own, only the body is in direct contact with the box, and then the picture of taking objects from the inside of the box is transmitted to the surface of the box by biological waves through the brain, and through the radio wave interference technique, so that external objects can enter.

After taking out the tent and setting it up, Xiao Baiyu got into the tent and began to study the box. There was a string of Latin characters at the bottom of the chest, and although it was very old, Xiao Baiyu could still roughly recognize "box of devil".

"The devil's box? It's so ugly, with such a large volume, it's not impossible to use it as a coffin. Later, it was called 'The Evil Coffin of the Sphinx', which has both classicism and mythological mystery. Xiao Baiyu didn't blush and boasted about himself.

After studying for a long time, Xiao Baiyu also initially knew the purpose of this box. As the uncle said, this box is very easy to use, specifically described, that is, no matter what you put in, you can take it out in the first time, and you don't need a compartment to overcome gravity, so that the things you put in generally stay in the place where you put them.

The space at the bottom of the box was almost a foot away, filled with simple medical equipment for treating trauma and some basic cold medicines, anti-inflammatory drugs, and antivenoms. Above the medicine were two Nepalese sabers, two Mitsubishi stabs, a military shovel, and in the corner near his right shoulder, there was a Tang knife of more than 130 centimeters.

The position of those small knives is exactly the space below the purple box, and the knives are just two inches below Xiao Baiyu's waist after carrying it, which is the most convenient to pick up and place by hand, and can be taken out at the first time in case of emergency.

Perhaps knowing that Xiao Baiyu would not be easy to go, Han Luan also placed some ropes and iron hooks in the evil coffin for him to survive in the wilderness...... Of course, there are also some clothes, dry food, fresh water and so on.

Finally, Xiao Baiyu found what he was looking for - realgar wine, in the wild, if there is no such thing, it is impossible for you to sleep at night, just imagine, sleep until you wake up in the middle of the night and find yourself crawling with ants and insects......