The rest of the account is already half a day later.

After Rabbah went insane, the young man took Lordan all the way to the place where the Tibetans had boarded the boat. The surface of the lake is very cold near the shore, and there is no difference between stepping on it and the land, but the further you go to the center of the lake, the thinner the ice becomes.

They had to walk around the edge of the lake.

This large lake has a particularly strange shape, and it is difficult to understand what it is if you don't look down from above.

The whole surface of the lake resembles a huge fan, one part of which is fan-shaped, and the other part has a very deep valley, forming a long and narrow fan handle. In such a cold area at such an altitude, the surface of the lake should be frozen indiscriminately, why is this the situation in the center of the lake?

They walked along the long handle of the fan for at least four or five hours before finally making their way around. At this time, the young man understood why he wanted to use a boat, because if there was a boat, the distance would not be more than ten minutes away.

After rounding this fan, there is a long and narrow lake, flanked by cliffs and covered with snow. Although the lake is long and narrow, it is actually quite wide. They continued to walk in, almost until it was dark, and when they reached the end of the canyon, they suddenly saw something strange ahead.

At the end of the canyon, a temple was built in the air, and the structure of that temple was almost immediately imaginable to me, as a student of architecture.

It must have been a lot of large beams grafted on the cliffs on both sides, and the middle pillars were used to extend into the lake to drive into the bottom of the lake, and then the temple was built on these beams.

It is a typical lama temple, quite old, built of Himalayan black mountain stones, at least seven stories high, and a fried rice cake of the temple is equivalent to two and a half floors of ordinary floors, this lama temple, like a dam, intercepts the entire canyon.

The surface of the lake is just below the lama temple, more than three stories high, and there are many beams underneath, and there are quite a lot of small wooden boats on the beams.

Walking to the bottom of the lama temple, the young man looked forward and saw that the lake continued to stretch forward without seeing the end. One of the wooden boats on the beams had a layer of fresh ice, and in some places it was still wet.

The young man asked Lordan and Raba to wait, and climbed up the beam a little bit, and sure enough, he found an entrance at the bottom of the temple, but it was blocked by a plank, and the young man pushed it. It seems to be pressed against something very heavy, and it doesn't move.

The young man did not give up, he shrank back, took a cold breath, and then pressed against the wooden door hard, and with a dead force on his shoulder, quietly, the wooden door was pushed up by him.

It should be explained here that it is difficult for a person to exert force upwards, so lifting weights and lifting weights are two completely different kinds of behavior. It is very difficult for a person to lift an object, because we don't usually do the upward lifting action, so the muscles that are lifted upward cannot be exercised.

But the young man's arms were evidently well exercised, and he slowly pushed the wooden door up, and then he recounted that when he entered through the wooden door, he saw that it was a stone weighing more than 200 pounds that pressed against the wooden door.

He rolled over and entered the wooden door and saw a utility room, a room for making, repairing, and storing food and ingredients. The young man looked around and saw a lot of charcoal, wood, food, and meat hanging on the beams of the house for some reason.

Lamas can eat meat.

The meat is frozen like a stone, and there is no such thing as drying in the shade here, as long as there is moisture, it will turn into a "Himalayan stone" within a few minutes of hanging.

The amount of meat was very large, and the young man found the stairs to continue up in the light through the cracks in the stone wall. It's all wooden ladders that go straight up and down. He cautiously climbed up, and when he reached the upper floor, he immediately smelled a strong Tibetan fragrance.

There are all kinds of felt hanging in the upper floor, and there are many charcoal stoves between the felts, which makes the whole room very warm. I don't know if I'm drying the felts or if they're using them to preserve the temperature in this room.