"Okay, since we've got the topic away, then I'll tell you a very appropriate story - "The Third Pole". This is a story that outdoor people like us love to hear! ”

Jiu Gong said mysteriously.

"Ecological Concept: All Beings Are Equal, Love and Soul ......"

A man on the road in Tibet saw a scene like this: "There are a lot of small black bugs on the road, which is a larva of a moth. The Tibetans carefully gathered the insects, packed them into bags, and then carried them deep into the grasslands to release them so that they would not be run over by the passing vehicles on the road. ”

"As long as it is life, it should be saved." The Tibetan people were deeply shocked by such words and ideas. Perhaps because of this, herders who have just been eaten by wolves more than 20 sheep may feed their wolf cubs with the meat of the bitten sheep when they meet them on the road.

More than 50 Tibetan macaques broke into Dorjeb's village more than a decade ago, ate their crops when they came in, and did not leave as soon as they came. The villagers had no choice but to give up their homes to Tibetan macaques and find another place to build their own houses.

The 82-year-old man saw a cow that had been bitten by a wolf and decided to rescue it. Hearing that barley can reduce inflammation in wounds, he harvested the barley in the field in advance, but the wounds of the cattle did not improve. The old man went up the mountain again to collect medicine, and finally cured the cow.

Dawa adopted the injured black-necked crane, and the old man Ciwang took the released sheep for 8 years...... In Tibet, people have a wonderful and harmonious relationship with animals and nature.

Cultural Heritage: The Voice of the Plateau, the Immortal Spirit......

Yugu is an Eagle Flute inheritor. The eagle flute is a flute made from the wing bones of an eagle, which is used by shepherds to dispel the loneliness of shepherding sheep. Yugu, who suffered from eye disease, was afraid that the craft passed down from his father would be lost, so he began to look for suitable eagle wing bones everywhere on the grassland, wanting to make another eagle flute.

Yugu searched and searched, and almost in despair, he was fortunate enough to meet a shepherd who gave him a complete eagle wing bone. Realizing that this might be the last eagle wing bone he would encounter in this life, he trembled and reverently completed the production of the eagle flute. His two daughters happily received the eagle flute from their father......

Faith: the meaning of life, the sustenance of hope......

A soft stone is produced on a mountain on the banks of the Brahmaputra River, from which Tenzin of Mindrupling Monastery takes the stone, and the monks grind it into white sand, dye it in various colors with various meanings, and make it into colored sand. Next, on the floor of the temple's main hall, they used lines to outline intricate patterns with strict proportions.

Colored grains of sand fall from the fingertips along the lines, and the image in the heart begins to enter the painting. More than 40 monks contemplate in different directions to construct a mysterious structure, the mandala, which is the legendary abode of the Buddha. It is said that when Shakyamuni was alive, he also made such colorful sand paintings with his disciples.

Mandala sand paintings await the upcoming Saga Dawa Festival. The Saga Dawa festival is held in the fourth month of the Tibetan calendar, which is the month of the Buddha's birth, enlightenment, and death. People go to temples to chant sutras, turn mountains and lakes, and some buy large quantities of fish from the fish market to release them.

On the most important day of the Saga Dawa Festival, people come to the temple, each holding a stick of incense, sitting around the mandala sand painting, watching the monks gently sweep the sand painting. The mandala is gone, and the sand is back to sand. It can be picked up with painstaking effort, easily put down, built again and again, and erased again and again...... Maybe that's what the Buddha was telling people.

"Lord Bian Xi, your knowledge is good, it is estimated that you should be able to understand these stories told by Jiugong? But we've never heard of such a magical place in this world...... I don't understand the story of Jiugong's old man, what is it about, he seems to understand it, but he doesn't seem to understand anything? ”

The Kong brothers and the people around them looked at the person they thought was the most knowledgeable person except for Miss Hong'er and Jiugong with a confused expression!

"Hehe, that's how I understand it......"

The story of Jiugong is called to tell a place called the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, where people live in harmony with nature, and use vivid stories to tell people, beliefs, culture, life, and nature......

In the story, there are magical pictures: Dangjak Yongcuo, Gang Rinpoqi, Yarlung Zangpo, Motuo, Karmagou, Qiangtang no man's land...... Compared with the North and South Poles, the third pole, which has more colors, makes everyone more fascinated.

Because you haven't been to these places, it's hard to imagine how beautiful and amazing those places are...... There all beings are equal, people love living beings, and live in harmony with each other...... The sound of the plateau there is an immortal spirit...... The meaning of life there lies in the sustenance of hope!

"Jiugong uses the form of stories from the aspects of man and nature, cultural inheritance, and beliefs to explain in detail how different it is? A magical land with a mysterious story......"

Jiugong looked at Bian Xi and smiled without saying a word.

Later, at Hong'er's strong request, Bian Xi also told a movie about plateau toast that he had seen in that era: "The story tells the story of a prominent Tibetan old Maiqi toast, who gave birth to a foolish son with a Han wife after drinking......"

This fool that everyone thinks is out of step with real life, but this fool has a premonition and behavior that is ahead of the times, and does not play cards according to common sense, and when the rest of the toast is planted with smoke, he suddenly suggests that wheat is planted instead, and as a result, the supply of that thing is oversupplied, no one cares, and the Aba area is shrouded in the shadow of famine and devastation.

A large number of hungry people defected to Mai Qi, and the territory and population of the Mai Qi family reached an unprecedented scale, so the foolish young master married his beautiful wife Tana, and also opened the first border trade market in the Kham region.

The foolish young master returned to the Maiqi Tusi official village, was treated like a hero, and was also jealous and beaten by the eldest young master, and a bloody storm about inheritance within the family quietly kicked off.

In the end, in the rumbling sound of artillery to suppress the remnants of the Jiang bandits, the official village of Mai Qi's family collapsed. Strife and vendetta are gone, and an old world has finally settled.

It was late at night, accompanied by the sleepy appearance of Jiugong and Hong'er, the Kong brothers and those rough old men, the more they listened, the more energetic they became, although there were some things in the story, they still couldn't understand it...... But in the end, they still agreed that the foolish young master was a man; Real urine sex!

The Ice Plain Night Banquet ended with the yawning of Jiugong and Hong'er sounding again. After everyone had their fun, they went back to their respective places to sleep and prepared for tomorrow's hike......

After Bian Xi had finished waiting for all the people to leave, he found an open space next to the brazier in the tent, opened a sleeping bag sewn from animal fur, and got in, no matter how the sea breeze howled outside the tent, it could not interrupt many of his good memories!