In the early morning, the first rays of the sun shine a few silver rays on the Tibetan Plateau, shining on the snow-capped peaks behind Nimadeva, glowing a faint blue.

As the sun rises, the hue on the snowy peaks gradually warms from cold, and the light blue light turns to a reddish light.

Then this wisp of red deepened, and the red glow stained the tops of the three snow-capped mountains with blood, which was destined to be a tragic day.

When the morning sun showed half a grimace from behind the snowy mountain, the blood-red color slowly receded, followed by a gentle yellow-brown color.

A few birdsongs rang out from the silent forest, the earth awoke randomly, accompanied by the sound of chirping, the morning sun shining on the top of the snow-capped mountain, the yellowish brown became lighter and lighter, until it turned pale yellow, and at last, the light turned a little dazzling, and the sun turned blazing white.

The sunrise on such a beautiful snowy plateau is fleeting when Lausanne stretches its waist, leaving no trace.

Yangjin Ram got out of his sleeping bag, stood up and took a few deep breaths of the morning air in the Nimadeva forest, feeling clear and dry, each puff digging deep into his lungs, feeling great.

The scenery at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the early morning was picturesque, and Yang Jin Ram couldn't help but open his arms, imagining what it would be like to hug the earth, and turned excitedly. Such a beautiful morning light is indeed easy to excite, especially beautiful girls.

In the snowy plateau of late August, even in such a deep valley at a low altitude, there was a faint frost in the morning, and small white frost flowers floated on the plants and also on Kampot their hair.

After washing in the water of the stream in the forest, Yang Jinram and Yayi prepared a hearty breakfast for everyone. Because, after today, no one can say whether it will be life or death.

The Snow Country Floating Slaughter City, which is looking for a long time, is just behind the three snow-capped mountains in front of you, and you can reach it by climbing over. This made Kuroko extremely excited, and he wiped the gun in his hand again, if I remember correctly, he had wiped the gun in his hand a day ago.

After wiping the gun in his hand, he took out the Gurkha waist knife he carried with him, and carefully wiped it over and over before he smiled with satisfaction.

After Lausanne finished washing, he lit a cigarette, looked indifferent, and took a puff calmly, and couldn't help frowning.

Kampot asked, "I said Lausanne, what is your expression?

Lausanne nodded seriously and said, "Hmm!"

Kampot and Kuroko, who were next to him, couldn't help but be taken aback when they saw Lausanne's answer so affirmatively. Kuroko held the handle of the gun vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

Lausanne pressed down Kuroko's hand holding the gun, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and said unhurriedly: "I only cared about smoking myself, and I forgot to give you two cigarettes, hahaha......"

Heizi said angrily: "Luosang, you fucking thing, I thought something was really wrong, which made Lao Zibai nervous for a long time." ”

Kampot also smiled and said: "This is indeed a matter, I said Lausanne, I didn't expect you to be such a person, you don't smoke for us when you smoke yourself." ”

Lausanne smiled and handed out cigarettes to Kampot and Kuroko, and said, "I have deeply realized my mistake, and in order to express my deep repentance, then I will light a cigarette for you two myself." ”

As he spoke, Lausanne took out his lighter, lit cigarettes for Kampot and Kuroko, and the three of them smoked together.

The morning sun is now shining on the earth, shining on the leaves and weeds, and the frost flowers gradually melt and turn into drops of dew, which appear crystal clear.

Kuroko looked at the flickering dew on the leaves, suddenly became sad, and said: "Luosang, Kampot, it's good to know you, I like this time with you, this time I enter Futu City, if I can still come alive, you two will treat me as a brother for life, okay?"

Lausanne was infected by the tone of the sunspot, and was shocked, stopped the hand holding the cigarette that was raised, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Kampot scolded: "I said you bastard, you are talking stupid things again, right? I and Lausanne have long regarded you as our lifelong good brothers, don't worry, we can all come back alive." Right, Lausanne?"

The ash of the half-cut cigarette butt between his fingers was gently pushed by Kampot and shook off, and dissipated in the weeds with a light breeze in the early morning.

Lausanne couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Life is not like this cigarette ash, whether it is a brother, a friend, or even a lover, there are times when they are separated.

In fact, Lausanne didn't want to be separated from a few of them, since the sacrifice of the big man Bayi, he cherished every feeling he had more and more, whether it was brotherhood between friends or love between lovers!

He nodded and said, "Well, brothers for life, we are good brothers for life!"

The breakfast made by Yang Jin Ram and Yayi was particularly rich, and a fragrance could be smelled from afar.

After eating the rabbit meat tortured by the uninvited guest who claimed to be the murderer last night, the five of them still couldn't get enough of it, and Yayi and Yangjin Ram washed up and shot a few colorful pheasants from the forest.

And the fragrance that Luosang and the others smelled was the home-wrapped stewed pheasant made by Yayi according to the local practices of the Lhoba tribe.

To put it bluntly, there is not much difference from what everyone often says about the pheasant, but the chicken used for the chicken is domestic, and the chicken used for the stewed pheasant is naturally a wild pheasant.

Yayi and Yangjin Ram plucked and disemboweled the pheasant they had shot, washed it, found the leaves of fresh large-leaved plants, wrapped the pheasants in the leaves of the plants along with the spices, and then pasted the leaves with mud and roasted them in the fire.

The leaves that wrap the pheasant are also particular, that is, first of all, they must not be poisonous, and secondly, they cannot be bitter plant leaves, preferably the leaves of large-leaved plants that are full of fragrance.

In this way, the roasted chickens will taste the best: the uniqueness of game, the aroma of pheasant, the mellow seasoning, the green leaves, and the fragrance of grass......

Kampot hurriedly cracked open the roasted mud ball, and the pungent fragrance made his mouth water, and said: "Sister-in-law and daughter-in-law, I am afraid that the king of heaven will not be blessed with this dish." I said, why are you all stunned, come and eat. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to tear off a chicken leg and stuff it into his mouth......

Yang Jin Ram's face burned slightly, and he muttered with a red face: "Don't scream!"

Kampot ate and said, "You don't want to be my brother's wife?"

Yang Jin Ram's face turned even redder, and he said poorly: "How can I have ...... Say no......"

Lausanne swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at Yang Jinlam and Yayi with approving eyes, and said, "I can't see that you two still have this ability, and I can't bear to eat this fragrance when I smell it." ”

Yang Jin Ram said: "You are reluctant to eat it anymore, I am afraid that you will let Kampot and Heizi finish eating, and you will ...... giggles."

Lausanne looked down and saw that a stuffy pheasant had been eaten by Kampot and Kuroko until there were only a few bones left, and Heizi touched the oil on his mouth, and began to knock on the second braised pheasant.

Lausanne was anxious and said, "Hey, hey, leave some for me, don't eat so fast......"

Ya Yi curled her lips and smiled mischievously at Lobsang and said, "It's okay, Brother Lobsang wants to eat it, and I will make it for you with Sister Ram in the future." ”

Lobsang squatted down, snatched the chicken leg that had just been torn off from Kampot's hand, took a bite and said, "Even if you want to do it when you go back to Lhasa, there is no wild pheasant...... Delicious...... It's delicious......"