Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Valley of Death

Late at night, the weather on the plateau was a little cold, and Lobsang slept soundly in his sleeping bag, got up to wake up Kampot and replaced Yangjin Ram and Yayi for vigil. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The firewood in the fire was almost finished, and Kampot tore off the ashes and refilled the firewood. Under the light of the raging flames, I miraculously found that the wounds on my body were all scabbed, and although they had not completely healed, they no longer bled out.

He threw a cigarette to Lausanne and said, "I said, Lausanne, how is your leg?"

Lausanne lit a cigarette and took a puff. If they hadn't adapted to the high-altitude climate of Tibet, they would have died suddenly if they smoked in such a high place. He untied the ground where Yang Jinram and Yayi had bandaged him, and when he saw that it had also scabbed. I couldn't help but feel awe of the medicinal effect of the snow lotus, and said: "Look, it's all right, this snow lotus is really magical." ”

Kampot nodded, took a puff of his cigarette, and said, "In Tibet, the best way to treat external injuries is snow lotus, and the best way to promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis is saffron." Hey, I said Lausanne, do you know what herbs are the best for your body?"

Lausanne said, "Cordyceps, don't you buy it in your store?"

The Kampot chicken thief smiled, glanced at Yangjin Ram and Yayi, and saw that both of them were sleeping very deeply, so he lowered his voice and said: "You face so thin, go back and my brother will give you two catties of wine to drink, and ensure that you sing every night, Ram is 10,000 satisfied with you." ”

Seeing that Kampot was getting more and more outrageous, Luosang wondered in his heart, is this Cordyceps sinensis so magical? I wanted to change the subject, but when I saw Yang Jinlam's perfect face and bumpy figure, his heart fluttered, and he said curiously: "You just blow it, can it have such an effect?" I'm afraid that you profiteers have stirred it up, right?"

Kampot took a puff of cigarette, smiled mysteriously, and said, "Hey, I said you kid, don't talk nonsense, I'm a serious businessman, not a profiteer as you say." But don't say it, this cordyceps sinensis really works, I often eat it, hey, it's a pity in this icy and snowy wild, if it's on the soft bed of the hotel, hehe......" said and glanced at the sleeping Yayi, and said, "I'm impatient." ”

Luosang shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but smile and said: "I have long seen that you are lonely and unbearable to hold your youth." ”

Kampot puffed out the smoke and said, "Why are you so hypocritical when I say?" Ah, don't you want to talk to Ram...... I think you can't hold your youth more than I am. Look at your little bit of energy, look at the eyes of other people's Ram, Hanlazi is about to flow out. ”

Lobsang smiled and said nothing, thinking that he was indeed like this, but a little more serious than Kampot.

The next day, the remaining Tibetan antelope meat was roasted again. In the midst of the raging fire, the meat was roasted to a creaky sound, and wisps of aroma came out. The five of them had lunch. According to the original plan, it should be a turnaround, a detour from the main road to the county seat of Motuo, and find a place to stay to recuperate.

Kuroko stretched his waist, and it seemed that he had drunk the medicinal soup boiled by snow lotus, and it was no longer a big problem. In addition, there was unanimity in the team, and no one quit halfway, so they temporarily revised the plan and continued to embark on the road of finding Futu City in the ancient snow country. Because, they all firmly believe that this place is not far from Futu City.

The next two days were relatively calm, and on the third day, when they were about to climb a hill to the right, they found a large valley on the side of the mountain that stretched to the left.

So he decided not to go to the hill in front of him, but to cross this large valley instead. Standing on the gravel slopes of the valley, Lausanne looked at the valley as if there were traces of a great river flowing through it, and the damp valley was overgrown with weeds and unusually cool.

In the afternoon, the group walked into the depths of the valley and saw that there was still clean stagnant water in some places at the bottom of the valley, so they took a few sips. Looking at the terrain, it is estimated that you will be able to walk out soon.

Not far away, several beasts they did not know sprang out of the grass beside them, and Yang Jinram beckoned everyone to fill their chambers with bullets to guard against any danger that might arise at any time.

In the evening, I found some firewood from the weeds and bushes, lit it overnight, and the night was uneventful. After dawn, having eaten breakfast, they continued through the valley. And this valley seems to have no end, going lower and deeper.

It was so deep that even at noon, the sun could no longer shine in, and the light around was dim. When the five of them walked to a meadow of more than 1,000 meters, they mistakenly thought that they were out of this valley.

As soon as he felt the excitement of arriving, Lausanne's left foot suddenly went low and sank into the ground like usual. The terrible feeling was like being cut off by something unknown, and Kampot instinctively jumped backwards, only to find that there was a suction on the ground, like being grabbed by a hand on the foot and neck, and he couldn't break free for a while.

He shouted, "Everyone, be careful, there's mud here." Kampot and Yangjin Ram ran up and helped him slowly pull his foot out. Kampot looked at the dark brown sludge on his feet in horror and said, "How can there be mud here?"

In the faint light, Lausanne found that there was a lot of water around here, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, he bent down and picked up a small stone on the ground and threw it over, only to hear a "poof", the small stone fell to the ground and fell silently...... "Swamp? It seems that this is indeed a swamp." ”

Based on the geographical knowledge he had learned in school, he threw several stones in different directions one after another, and determined that the depths of this valley were really the dead and silent place where life was buried, and he suddenly became frightened in his heart, and said, "Damn, this is a swamp. ”

Kampot asked, "I said Lausanne, the altitude here is also more than 3,700 meters, which is as high as the altitude of Lhasa, how can there be a swamp?" he said and looked at the altitude measuring instrument, which showed that the altitude was 3,713 meters above sea level. He continued: "It stands to reason that there should be a lot of swamps at low altitudes. ”

"You don't know this, because of the high altitude and low temperature of the plateau, the weak evaporation, and the abundant ice and snow melt water in the snow-capped mountains, which accumulates in low-lying areas and the permafrost on the plateau, forming an impervious layer, such an environment can easily form swamps," Yang Jinlam said. You have been in Lhasa for a long time, and you think Lhasa is very dry, but you don't know that the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is full of swamps. ”

Lausanne wanted to beckon everyone to find another way out, but for a moment, he gave up the idea of returning to the original way. Now that we've arrived here, how can we go back to the old way?

He found a safe place and beckoned everyone to sit down and rest. Seeing that the end of this swamp was not far away, I felt a little relieved, and I thought about how to cross the swamp.