Cheng Jia and the others ate something briefly, Gao Zhan picked up some stones by the lake, and they went to the observation deck to see the panoramic view, and made up for the Hada of the Divine Lake.

Gao Zhan jokingly said: "We all want to offer Hada first and then watch the lake, let's watch it first and then offer!" ”

Cheng Jia's eyes stared at the Divine Lake, and he whispered, "How can the Divine Maiden blame us?" She was born on the top of this heaven, she has long since escaped the seven passions and six desires of the world, in her eyes, we are just careless and pious children, she will help us find our way home! ”

Then she stretched out her arms, faced the cold wind, and closed her eyes.

The wind gently stroked her hair, kissed her cheek, and whispered from the prayer flags in the distance, and the past was reflected in her mind...... Cheng Jia burst into tears unconsciously, the sacred lake in front of him was surrounded by mountains, and he was independent, as if he was a master outside the world, watching everything coldly.

The surrounding mountains are mountains, the water is water, the people are people, and the prayer flags are prayer flags...... He suddenly understood that everything in the world was actually distinct, all of them operated according to their own laws, and they seemed to be harmonious, but in fact they had nothing to do with each other, and they were all void to themselves. I am just a drop in the ocean in the world, destined to come alone, and will eventually go alone.

What can be left behind in a lifetime of life and in the autumn of grass and trees? It's just a memory, too! Past lives, present lives, present lives, and future lives - the cycle is endless, and in the end, even the memory will be erased!

Who remembers past lives? Who can grasp this life? Everything in life is like a dream, imprisoned at the bottom of this blue lake. Even if you want to flip and reminisce, it is a passing smoke and a spring dream!

Her tears are like beads of broken threads, falling in a stream, how small are we in front of fate? How many of your efforts have been lost? How much sadness does it feel after dedication?

Past and present lives are a lie, whether it is real or not, it is a shadow that cannot be grasped......

"Cheng Jia!"

Gao Zhan came over, wiped her tears, hugged her in his arms, and said gently:

"Resurrect your soul! You're here with me! What is another person thinking nonsense? With me here, you don't have to think about anything, just think about the present! Leave the sorrow in your heart to the goddess, and she will keep it for you, and return it to the previous life, and all the entangled karma will be over! ”

Gao Zhan looked down at Cheng Jia with a smile, "Our little girl is always sentimental, who makes us sad again?" I promise you, if there is an afterlife, I will meet you as soon as I am born, so that no one else can get close, and you will marry me as soon as you are weaned! Whoever bullies you, I'll beat her! I'll give you all the delicious food! ”

Gao Zhan leaned on Cheng Jia's ear and continued: "Tourists are looking at you!" ”

Cheng Jia's eyes rolled suddenly, and he whispered, "Let's go." ”

Gao Zhan hugged Cheng Jia and smiled:

"Good!"

……

That night, they stayed in Gacha County, and Gao Zhan had ordered the best suite here, and they needed a good rest.

The county seat of Gacha County is very small, with only about two or three streets, but the green hills are towering, the grass is shady, and the Brahmaputra River passes through the city, which has a unique charm.

When Cheng Jia came here for the first time, she asked Gao Zhan:

"Have you been here before?"

"I've been here, before you came to Tibet, I basically walked through all of it!"

"Then revisiting the old place, aren't you out of freshness?"

"No! In the past, they all came and left in a hurry, and they were in a hurry! Now I have you, I think it's very interesting! ”

Cheng Jia smiled.

In the evening, they go to eat fish from the Brahmaputra River.

The water of the Brahmaputra River is glacial meltwater, the water temperature is low, and the temperature difference between day and night here is large, so the fish in the river have thick skin and delicious meat.

Cheng Jia swept away the mood of cloudy and sunny days, and ate very happily, and when they checked out, the price was much cheaper than they expected.

Gao Zhan walked out of the hotel and said to Cheng Jia:

"Did you find it? The folk customs here are very simple! It is estimated that it is due to the relatively small number of tourists. ”

Cheng Jia nodded in agreement.

"In the past, when I went out of the Sera Monastery in Lhasa, I would be hugged by a group of children who hugged my thighs and called Mom, and they stretched out their fingers to me and said, 'One dollar,' and I gave one dollar, and a group of children came around and called me Mom. I thought, what will happen to these children if they don't go to school? Tourists are their source of income for the time being, but how can they live like that for the rest of their lives? ”

"So there are pros and cons to everything! People were attracted by these pristine scenery and folk customs, and then gradually changed their appearance! Cherish it! There will be fewer and fewer such places in the future! ”

Cheng Jia and they didn't take a bath when they went back to the hotel, Gao Zhan said that the altitude changes greatly, and they were afraid of getting sick.

The next day, they set off early and drove to Nyingchi.

Cheng Jia said: "We have been to Nyingchi several times! Where are you taking me this time? I don't go to the Grand Canyon, I'm afraid of getting tired! ”

Gao Zhan said: "I will take you to see the azaleas and take you to visit the four seasons!" ”

Their destination is – Sejilah National Park.

The altitude of Sejira Pass is 4,728 meters, and it is known as "a mountain has four seasons, ten miles of different days". Cheng Jia and the others got into the car at the foot of the mountain, looking at the sea of flowers all over the mountain, Gao Zhan said to Cheng Jia: "How is it?" What do I send you a sea of flowers? ”

Cheng Jia smiled silently, picked up her mobile phone and took pictures of the azaleas, and five small pink horns stretched out around the red stamens, which was very cute. Patches of rhododendrons are like pink clouds, wrapped around the mountain, this dense piece, that dense piece.

Cheng Jia is photographing flowers, and Gao Zhan is photographing her. When Cheng Jia was focused, his eyes were very clear, and there was light surging in them, which always gave people a sense of innocence that did not understand the world, and Gao Zhan was fascinated by it.

They lingered for a long time and took it to Sejira, where there is the Lulang Linhai Observation Deck at an altitude of about 4,300 meters, which is an excellent place to watch the sea of clouds, forests, flowers and the two snow-capped peaks of Nanga Bhava and Gala Bailei at the same time.

Gao Zhan told Cheng Jia about the legend of Nanga Bhava Peak:

Legend has it that a long time ago, the heavens sent Nanga Bhava and Gala Bailei to guard the southeast. The younger brother Gala Bailei is diligent and studious, and his martial arts are strong, and he is also taller and taller, and his elder brother Nanga Bhava is very jealous. So when the wind and the moon were high, he cut off his brother's head and threw it into the territory of Milin County, turning into a mountain of Delashan. Heaven punished Nanga Bhava for his sins by punishing him by staying on the banks of the Brahmaputra River to accompany his younger brother Gala Bailei, who was killed by him. Probably knowing that he was guilty of his sins, Nanga Bhava was shy to see people all year round.

Cheng Jia stood on the observation deck and looked at Nanga Bhava in the distance, the triangular peak body was covered with snow and mist. The tour guide next to him said that only people who are very destined can see its true face. - It's really embarrassing to see people!

Cheng Jia and the others were unwilling, and after waiting for a long time, it was still holding the pipa and half covering its face.

Chen Jia was a little disappointed, she no longer looked at Nanga Bhava Peak, and looked back at the mountain, at the foot of the mountain was a sea of purple and red flowers, in the middle was a towering forest, and then above were dwarf shrubs, and at the top was the white snow that did not melt all year round.

Gao Zhan said that he took her to enjoy the four seasons, and what he said was true.

Gao Zhan was discussing Cordyceps with several herders on the side of the road at this time, and the herdsmen took their cordyceps to Gao Zhan, he picked a small piece and put it in his mouth to chew, and then took out a small handful and put it in his hand to weigh it.

In the end, he picked and chose to buy a little.

"You're going to be fooled!" Cheng Jia was a little gloating.

"Why? I think it's good! Gao Zhan replied.

"I also bought it from the herdsman, and he sold me a few little finger-thick ones, which I had never seen before, and I was very excited, but then after drying, the small ones were pitiful, and my price was too expensive! Thanks to not buying much, otherwise I would have regretted my death! ”

Gao Zhan laughed: "We bet, I won't be fooled, because I've weighed the water content, I don't think I'll be blind!" ”

Cheng Jia was dismissive, "I won't bet with you!" Wouldn't it be better if you weren't fooled? ”

"Then if you're worried, why didn't you stop me just now?"

"I'm worried, but I believe you! If you're really fooled, it's okay, you're doing what you want to do! ”

Gao Zhan took a good time and sat on a chair to rest.

There were still a few people in the chair discussing the question of what to eat, and Cheng Jia interjected:

"The fish in the Brahmaputra River tastes very good, the skin is very thick, the fish is delicious, it is estimated that it is the most unique, you might as well try it!"

One of them was just about to speak, when the Tibetan guide next to him said a word.

"We locals generally don't eat fish from the Yajiang River!"

Cheng Jia and the others looked up in unison: "Why?" ”

The tour guide wanted to speak and stopped, and Cheng Jia kept asking curiously.

In the end, the tour guide said: "Because we are buried in the water in Yajiang." ”

Cheng Jia immediately didn't want to say a word.

Tibetans believe that water is the source of life and should be returned to its source after death. Especially in the Nyingchi region, where a large number of Tibetans live deep in the mountains and valleys, where they cannot carry out sky burials, and lack basic fuel for cremation, they practice earth burial - the plateau environment that has been frozen for many years is not suitable, and the only thing they have is one or several large rivers that have been running for many years, and it is the most common practice to choose it to dispose of corpses.

Cheng Jia immediately stood up and said to Gao Zhan, who was also stunned next to him:

"It's time for us to go down!"

On the way back to the city, Cheng Jia was depressed, and after a long time, a few words popped up: "Gao Zhan, I feel that I have fingers in my stomach, and all I have in my mind is the scene of a fish swimming with a finger in its mouth." ”

Gao Zhan smiled slightly: "What we eat may not be wild fish, it is estimated that it is raised on the farm!" ”

"That's also the water of a river!"

"Water burials have a fixed place, and they won't be near the farm!"

"I think there's fingers scratching me anyway!" Cheng Jia was dumbfounded.

Gao Zhan actually has a little mental obstacle, he is not afraid of cow dung or ghee, but when he thinks of people's remains, he always feels uncomfortable.

He stretched out his fingers and scratched Cheng Jia's waist.

"Is that how you scratch it?"

Cheng Jia jumped up: "Oops! Dislike! I'm getting goosebumps! ”

Gao Zhan looked at Cheng Jia's appearance, and suddenly became playful.

"If you want to scratch it, you will also scratch it, count how much you eat that day, be careful to come to you at night to ask for your fingers, that's what you call ......"

Gao Zhan stretched out his finger and touched Cheng Jia's face gently, and a ghost crying sound came out of his mouth:

"Cheng Jia, return my finger! Give me back my fingers! ”

Cheng Jia couldn't help but shudder.

"Gao Zhan, you are excessive, if I can't sleep at night, I won't spare you!"

……

On the evening back to Nyingchi, Cheng Jia ate very little, Gao Zhan had not eaten much since he came to Tibet, Cheng Jia thought he was stressed, and later thought he was suffering from altitude sickness, and now he has no appetite like her.

As everyone knows, an even greater test awaits them.