When they woke up, Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi were already lying in the warm felt tent.

The tent was low, dim and very simple, and because the dung of cattle and sheep was dried as fuel, there was a foul smell in the house where the fire was lit.

However, in Ye Feng's opinion, compared to the hellish test they had just experienced, this place was warm and comfortable, it was like heaven.

When the kind-hearted Tibetans who rescued them woke up, they brought them hot butter tea and barley cakes.

Ye Feng is okay, but if it is in normal times, these foods that exude a strong smell must be difficult for Zhang Fat to swallow. At the moment, however, he was gobbling it up and eating it with relish, as if it were the most delicious thing in the world.

After eating and drinking, the thick tiredness struck again, and the two of them fell asleep at the end, and they slept all day, until Ye Feng was woken up by the thunderous snoring of Zhang Fatzi, and then walked out of the felt fur tent.

Ye Feng sat down on the grass, looking around, the vast grassland was endless, only a few felt tents dotted on it, and the yellow prayer flags with incomprehensible scriptures written outside the tent were fluttering in the wind, and the wind with the smell of earth and grass was blowing on the cheeks, which made people feel extremely comfortable.

Thinking back on the various hardships he had experienced along the way, and thinking of the guides who had fallen on the way, Ye Feng felt a sense of happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

It wasn't until the Tibetans who had gone out to graze came back with their cattle and sheep that Zhang Fatzi came out of the tent sleepily, he was hungry.

The hospitable Tibetans lit a blazing bonfire in the clearing, and in the darkness of the night they all sat around the fire, killing a sheep to entertain the two survivors who had come from afar for the rest of their lives.

There is an uncle among the Tibetans who used to do business with Han traders, dealt with them, knew some Chinese, and was able to have a simple conversation with Ye Feng and them.

When the Tibetans learned that Ye Feng had climbed over the mountains and mountains along the path of Princess Wencheng's entry into Tibet and his relatives, and finally flew over Tanggula Mountain to come here, all the Tibetans looked at them with incredible and reverent expressions, and muttered to each other in a low voice.

Ye Feng asked the Tibetan uncle, "What are they talking about?"

The uncle's eyes were also full of respect: "They all say that only those who have been blessed by the heavens can safely cross Tanggula Mountain, and when you come here, you must not be ordinary people." ”

Such a compliment, if it were in normal times, Zhang Fatzi must have gotten carried away, but now, recalling the last part of the journey over Tanggula Mountain, Zhang Fatzi couldn't help but want to cry, he lowered his head and gnawed the sheep bone in his hand, trying to suppress his emotions.

Ye Feng remembered the guide who survived with them in the end, and the uncle told him that the man had been severely frostbitten and had been sent to the nearest town for treatment.

"Is it far from here?" Ye Feng asked curiously, no matter what, they should go and visit this warrior who survived like them.

The uncle pointed to the south and said, "It's not far, it's a two-day journey on horseback, and it's going to be there soon." ”

Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi couldn't believe their ears, they didn't know that Wusi Tibet was vast and sparsely populated, and there were very few places like Zhendian, which was already a very close distance for these Tibetans.

The uncle looked at them and asked curiously, "What are you here for, you have taken such a great risk and walked such a long way?"

Ye Feng thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "Have you ever heard of the Enxi Living Buddha?"

The uncle was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you here to ask to see the Living Buddha of Enxi?"

Ye Feng was also a little surprised: "Have you heard of him?"

The uncle smiled: "He."

I have heard that in this Wusi Tibet, although there are many people who are respected as living Buddhas, but only Enxi Living Buddha is the most famous legend, and it is said that only this living Buddha for generations of Zhugu is the real reincarnation and rebirth, can know the past and future, and is truly with great wisdom. You Han people even know about his old man?"

Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi naturally understood that "Zhu Gu" meant reincarnated spirit child, and Zhang Fatzi smiled proudly: "Not only do we know that we are still good friends with him, but this time we came to find him." ”

Zhang Fatzi really didn't brag this time.

Are they good friends with the Living Buddha? The uncle looked at them with respect in his eyes, no wonder these two people were able to come down from Tanggula Mountain without any damage, sure enough, they are not ordinary people!

Ye Feng smiled and asked again, "Is the place where the Living Buddha of Enxi lives far from here?"

The uncle shook his head again and again: "Not too far, not too far." ”

As soon as he heard this, Ye Feng's heart suddenly felt half cold.

The previous "not far" has already required two days of horseback riding, and this "not too far" I don't know how far it will go?

The uncle still pointed to the north and said, "You have been walking towards the south, and after walking for about a month, you will see the highest snowy peak in front of you, and the temple of the Living Buddha of Enxi is on top of that snowy peak. ”

One month?

Ye Feng's heart was okay, at least it was closer than he had imagined before.

The uncle blinked and said, "I heard that there has always been a conflict between this Enxi Living Buddha and a Xirao Living Buddha near him, and there are often conflicts between people on both sides, so you must be careful when you go by, don't be bumped into by the people of Xirao Living Buddha." ”

Zhang Fatzi blinked, and asked with curiosity: "Why, there is also a fight between monks here in the Wusi Tibetan Land?"

The uncle smiled and said: "This place is very different from your Central Plains, the land and population near the temple here basically belong to the temple, and it is the property of the temple. ”

Zhang Fatzi muttered in a low voice: "Then it seems that these living Buddhas are actually similar to our landlords and old wealth!"

Ye Feng hurriedly pulled his clothes and signaled him not to talk nonsense.

For these two young men who successfully crossed the Tanggula Mountains unscathed, the Tibetans felt that they must be the ones who had been blessed by the heavens, and they came forward to toast them and express their respect.

After drinking too much, Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi gradually let go of themselves, and finally danced a simple and unrestrained Tibetan dance with the Tibetans around the bonfire, which is said to be called "Guozhuang", they screamed hoarsely, laughed, and vented all the emotions in their chests.

It's just that although this barley wine is very thick and smooth, but the stamina is really not small, and it didn't take long for Ye Feng and them to fall down, and they were drunk.

By the time they woke up, the bright sunshine had once again filled the lush grassland.

Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi said goodbye to the Tibetan uncle and prepared to leave.

It had been several months since he had been in Tibet, and he really didn't want any more delays now, and he was very eager to see the Ensi Living Buddha, Little Sanchi.

Zhang Fatzi took out two big ingots to thank these Tibetans for saving their lives, but the uncle resolutely refused to accept them.

In their eyes, saving people is a very common thing, not to mention that the two people who have been saved are still people who have been blessed by God, and they are good friends of the living Buddha, which is undoubtedly a great honor for them, how can they ask for any thanks?

Seeing that they were so resolute, Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi had no choice, but when they left, Zhang Fatzi secretly hid these two big yuan treasures in the felt fur tent, which was a piece of theirs

Minds, if they just leave, their hearts will also feel uneasy.

These kind Tibetans gathered together, sent these two honored guests away, rode on horseback and turned around to look at them waving goodbye from afar, Ye Feng silently prayed in his heart, I hope that the wind and rain here will be smooth, and these good people can make their wishes come true and have a safe life.

What the uncle said was not bad at all, and two days later, they came to a town.

However, this town is too small, and it is completely different from what Ye Feng and the others thought.

There are only a dozen or so old adobe houses scattered throughout the town, but this is the only place where all the nomadic Tibetans in the surrounding area for more than 100 miles can exchange what they need, and even basically barter.

The frostbitten guide was in this town, and Ye Feng and the others were surprised to find that the doctor who treated him turned out to be a Han man!

Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi were both surprised and cordial, after all, in this place thousands of miles away from the Central Plains, it is really rare to see a Han person.

The doctor, surnamed Huang, is in his fifties, is said to have lived here for more than ten years, has a tanned face, and can speak fluent Tibetan, which at first glance is no different from the local Tibetans.

Doctor Huang also looked surprised when he saw Ye Feng and Zhang Fatzi, after all, he rarely saw Han people here.

After talking on both sides, I learned that this Dr. Huang was obsessed with the study of mysterious Tibetan medicine and Tibetan medicine, and entered the Wusi Tibetan land after a lot of hardships for better research.

When I came here, I was also rescued by the kind Tibetans here, seeing that they lacked medical treatment and needed medical treatment, so I stayed, and I didn't think that I would stay for more than ten years.

Now that he is older, he no longer has the courage to climb the Tanggula Mountain and return to the Central Plains, perhaps he will be buried here in this life.

The guide's frostbite was severe, but after Dr. Huang's treatment, his life was no longer in serious trouble, but he still needed to recuperate.

In addition to leaving some necessary silver, Zhang Fatzi gave almost all the silver on his body to the guide and rewarded him heavily. After all, they have experienced nine deaths and lives together along the way, and it is not easy to survive.

Before leaving, Dr. Huang asked where they were going, and Ye Feng told him that he was going to the Enxi Temple on the snow peak in the south, and Dr. Huang was stunned for a moment.

After thinking about it, he said to Ye Feng and them: "You can't go south all the way like this, you need to take a detour." ”

Ye Feng was very strange: "Why?"

Dr. Huang said: "To the south of here is an important town called Nagqu, which means black river in Tibetan, and this is the largest town in northern Tibet, but it is also the most dangerous place. ”

"There was a ruler there, known as Tusi, who was very powerful, who had tens of thousands of soldiers, and who had the support of the Mongol nobility behind him. Therefore, he was very repulsive and even hateful to the original Ming Han people. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'll end up bypassing this place. ”

Ye Feng nodded, and said in his heart, fortunately, I met such a Han doctor, without his reminder, I was afraid that I would suffer a big loss in Naqu this place because I didn't know anything.

So he asked, "Where else can I get through?"

Dr. Huang told them that before reaching Naqu, they should turn the road to the west, and there is a valley called Shayu Canyon, and from there they can pass out and turn south to avoid Naqu perfectly.

Ye Feng and the others left with a thousand thanks, they didn't know, and Dr. Huang didn't tell them that the Chinese meaning of this Evil Canyon is actually called Earthquake Canyon.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Dr. Huang stood in place for a long time without leaving, with a thoughtful look on his face.