Narrative

More than 10 years ago, in the Fenghuangshang area of Heilongjiang Province, there was an ordinary forest farm worker who reported being swept away by aliens and having a relationship with one of the female aliens, and finally dropped a flying saucer. His narrative was once considered a masterpiece of personal fantasy written and directed. However, due to the large number of people involved in such incidents, considering that it was not necessary, everyone organized collectively to lie and make up the story, because there was no intention and purpose.

As a result, the relevant departments also sent a special investigation team to collect evidence and investigate. As a result, on-the-spot observation did find that the forest farm workers confirmed that the so-called flying saucer docked, there were traces of burning on the rocks. Moreover, the nearby woods do have traces of being scorched. Other than that, the Special Investigation Team was never provided with any further information about the UFO. Only this forestry worker made a model of a flying saucer that he saw out of mud.

Chapter 1: The Wild Child

This is where my story begins. However, the location took place in the southern Tibet region of China's Tibet Autonomous Region, which is close to the latitude of the Phoenix Mountain. Everyone knows that in the western part of our country, the snow-capped mountains rise from the ground, the ice peaks are in the sky, and here stand the world's highest peak, Mount Everest, the second highest peak, and the second highest peak, Chogori Peak, and at the same time bring together more than a dozen ultra-high peaks. In addition, there are hundreds of peaks that can be called peaks, as well as countless middle peaks and bottoms.

The Himalayas belong to the series of the tallest and most majestic mountains in the world. It stands majestically on the southern edge of the Tibetan Plateau, stretching on the edge of the national border between China and India, Bhutan, Nepal and Sikkim. It stretches from the Pamir Plateau in the west to the great bend of the Brahmaputra River in the east, among which, Mount Everest, located on the border between China and Nepal, is not only the world's highest peak, but also one of the youngest mountain ranges in the world.

About 70 million years ago, it was once a vast ocean. Around 30 million years ago, due to the movement of the earth's crust, the Indian Ocean plate in the south collided with the Eurasian plate in the north, overlapping and squeezing, so that the Himalayas continued to rise to 3,500 meters. For nearly 100,000 years, it has risen at an astonishing rate. The average height has reached more than 6,000 meters and continues to rise. Because the sudden uplift in the western part of our country constitutes a natural barrier in the sky, but at the same time, it also blocks the northward movement of warm and humid air from the Indian Ocean. Therefore, the climate of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in China is cold and the land is arid, which is the main reason for the development of economic conditions in the great northwest region.

"Everest" is the Tibetan word for goddess of snow-capped mountains. She is covered in silver, standing on the top of the earth in the western part of the Chinese people, looking down on the world and protecting the kind people. Sometimes it appears in the clear blue sky, sometimes hidden in the snow-white auspicious clouds and mist, revealing her holy, dignified, beautiful and mysterious veil without arrogance.

The Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon, known as the world's largest canyon, is hidden in the tropical and subtropical monsoon climate. And the hero of my story is the southernmost border town of Motuo County, called Basika, who lives here.

In 90% of the forest area of the town of Pasicas, there are more than 10 species of wild animals that live here, which are endemic and rare. It is listed as a national key protected object of wild animals and plants, such as wild yak, wild ass, Tibetan antelope, plateau bear, roe deer, white-lipped deer, snow leopard, monkey, lynx, argali, stone sheep, black-necked crane, swan, white horse pheasant and other national first- and second-class protected animals, as well as foxes and marmots with precious fur live here. There are also yellow sheep, snowcocks, wolves, wild ducks, yellow ducks, bar-headed geese and other animals, and it is not surprising that the bassicard is also commonplace.

Most of the Tibetans stationed here have been administered by Indianization. Agriculture and animal husbandry are still their main industries, and yak farming is their first choice at present. Sanger and Siza are one of the younger breeds of farmers and herders. Compared to the eastern coastal areas of the motherland, when you walk into Basica, it is like entering the distant Stone Age. Because everything here is not artificially decorated, and the purity comes from the ingenuity of nature. The blue sky here is still so deep blue and quiet, and the white clouds are still so white and flawless. The snow-capped Himalayas stretch beneath the white peaks of the lush green primeval forest.

If you come here in early spring, the slopes under your feet are full of patches of prairie, in this season when the ice and snow are about to melt, the snow water flowing down from the top of the mountain, turning into a stream of clear springs, condescending, forming a small waterfall, making you feel like entering a fairyland. Flocks of birds, in this clear spring, chirp and frolic proudly. The grass is green, revealing moist shoots. It's really a vast sky, and the wind blows the grass to see the cattle and sheep. The wild geese fly south from the head, and the rain hits the stream and the mandarin ducks appear. What a picture from the roof of the world, the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River!

The eighth day of the fifth lunar month. Sanger and Siza, a young couple who had just been married for less than a year, rode horses with Tibetan mastiffs, drove yaks and sheep to this lovely prairie, let the cattle enjoy the young buds of the spring grass, and let the sheep feast on the green and green full of vitality under the heavy snow. In the afternoon, they looked up at the blue sky with white clouds. Look at the flocks of birds, flocks of geese, flocks of rows passing over the heads of the two of them, it is really the cattle and sheep on the ground chasing joyfully, the birds in the sky singing green, the shepherds singing leisurely songs, the wind and the sun on the prairie.

At the foot of the sparsely populated Mount Everest, the couple sat back to back, looking up at the blue sky and snow in the distance, taking a sip of the clear spring flowing down from the mountain, taking a bite of the naan prepared for them by Anjema's aunt in their arms, imagining the future of Basica, and longing for the future life to be the icing on the cake. At least for now!

Suddenly, the deep and rapid call of a Tibetan mastiff was heard in the distance. Sanger and Siza heard Ao's screams and immediately realized with certainty that it was their family's five-year-old Zang Ao, calling its master.

The cry of the Tibetan mastiff is the alarm of impending danger. Is it the wild wolf attacking their yaks and livestock, or is the Tibetan mastiff discovering other suspicious tracks? In short, for the Tibetan people, the cry of the Tibetan mastiff is an order, and they must arrive without delay. The couple jumped on the horse in unison, galloped on the horse, and rushed away in the direction where the voice of the Tibetan mastiff came from.

After galloping for about 500 meters, the two of them saw their Tibetan mastiff spinning around on a flat grassland. When they dismounted and took a closer look, it turned out that where the Tibetan mastiff was spinning, there was a child lying on the ground with his back facing the sky, as if he was seven or eight months old, and his hands and feet could be seen dancing constantly.

"Siza! Quick, it's a child. Seeing this, Sanger hurriedly dismounted. He quickly picked up the child with both hands and looked as if it was only a few months old. His eyes were fixed on Sanger, blinking incessantly. Sanger also looked at him, the child had a strange appearance, his eyes were large and sunken inward. The bridge of the nose is high and the forehead is protruding, and the ears are a little forward. Anyway, it doesn't look like a Tibetan and Han person's face, but the black hair and black eyes are similar to Sangesheza. There is nothing else special, just dripping up and down, naked. Oh my God! Who doesn't even give a piece of clothing to a child, it's cruel.

Siza: "Sanger, could it be that someone just left it here, or if there is something urgent to leave for a while?" Why don't we both look for an adult here! It's impossible for someone to bring such a small child here without him, right?" she hugged the child and looked around.

Sanger: "Yes, there must be an adult who brought him here, let's look around." This bastard, I'm going to have to beat him up when I find him. What if such a young child encounters a wild wolf? Fortunately, our Tibetan mastiff has a good eye, otherwise it would be able to bite it, and it would be a big disaster. Sanger was indignant. Next, the two men went on the grassland to look for the child's family.

Siza: "Hey, who put the child in this wilderness, you don't know there are many wild beasts here!" So, the couple rode their horses and searched into the distance. Within a radius of dozens of miles, the couple went around in circles, but there was still no result.

Anxious, Sanger was galloping on his horse and shouting: "Alas, whose child is this?

Siza: "Whose child was lost? Aren't you intent on starving this child to death? If you don't come out, we'll take the child home." She held the child in her arms and looked up. However, despite the husbands and wives, they could not hear any sound and could not find anyone, not even the herdsmen like them. Only from the valley in the distance, the shouts of the two of them echoed one after another. The sun is setting, and it is getting late, and the couple who are sweating profusely in a hurry, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Xiza spoke.

"Gesang, let's go home as soon as possible, it's too late for the livestock to come home, and it will bring a lot of trouble. In the wilderness, there are packs of wild wolves, and we will take the child home first, and we will not find his family for a while. Besides, even if their family comes and finds that the child is gone, they will definitely look for a place where people live. We won't stay in this uninhabited place, and we will wait in the wild with so many yaks and sheep, right?"

Sang: After listening to Siza's words, he felt that it made sense, and he nodded and said, "Otherwise, you will lead the way with your child in front on horseback, and I will drive the yaks and sheep in the back to prevent the livestock from falling behind." Tashi nodded, drove the horse, held the child tightly and "shouted and shouted" with Gesang, both of them drove the yak and the flock, and rode back to Basilika, which was more than forty miles away.

In the morning, the young couple drove the yaks to graze on the grassland, and in the evening they did carry a small child home. Gesang's mother, Anjema, took the child in Xiza's arms and carefully observed it as if holding a treasure. She didn't even ask where Sanger and Siza were from, but just teased and laughed from ear to ear. For their old people, this is the arrangement of God, the gift of the Buddha. As long as it is not a monster brought back, it is a symbol of good luck!

Kind people, warm people. Even getting a small yak is enough to make the whole family happy, let alone getting a fresh life: a little boy. So, the grandparents asked Sanger to go to Siza's mother's house overnight, and invited Siza's Abba Zahar and Aunt Gru Nian, as well as his brother Zaga's sister-in-law Menier, to come over and kill sheep and set up wine to pray for the blessing of the little life that came to their house.

Zahar's mother-in-law, Gru Nian, brought a well-killed sheep and fine barley wine, and immediately got on the horse with her son Zahar and daughter-in-law Menier, and went straight to Basika with Siza. After a period of greetings, relatives and friends, young and old, sat around the earthen pit, poured wine and cut meat and chirped naan, the men's bowls were full of barley wine, and the women's mare's milk was poured without lagging. A toast song, dancing on the song village dance, resounded throughout the small earthen house. Sanger's father, Gerhard, is introduced before the toast.

Gerhard: "Ladies and gentlemen, today is our family Sange and Siza, and the little boy brought back at the foot of the sacred mountain, which is the blessing of the gods and us, and we should celebrate." So, I respectfully invite you to come to the Humble House and share the happiness! Come, men, get rid of this cup of barley wine first. Bless the little living Buddha like the top of the snow will never wither, like a round of red sun rising and falling at night. "Sanger's mother, Angelma, walked in front of everyone with the little boy in her arms. Everyone stretched out their middle fingers and dipped them in barley wine, and pawned them on the little boy's fontanelle to show the blessing of the Buddha.

Anjema: Laughing haha, bow and thank the in-laws: "Thank you in-laws, thank you in-laws, in my opinion, since he is from the snowy plateau and is a gift from the Buddha, we will call it Zhugu in the future! The Han people call it the Living Buddha, and the Tibetans call it Zhugu, the sound is different but the meaning is similar, what do the relatives think?" she asked everyone with a smile.

Zahar: "Well, since it is from the foot of the snow-capped mountains, it is the arrangement of God, and it is better to call it a living Buddha! After saying that, after laughing for a while, he raised his bowl and drank.

Gru Nian: "Mother-in-law, this name is good, let's call him Zhugu in the future! But don't forget to register your household registration." This matter should be done sooner rather than later, and tomorrow morning at dawn he will ask Sanger to ride a horse to deal with it. She came to Angelma's side and took little Jugu to take a closer look.

In a nation where Buddhism is widely spread, in a nation that worships gods, in the deserted prairie, to pick up a living being, that must be the will of God, the incarnation of a living Buddha. According to this situation, it is only fitting that the two families regard the child as the pearl of their palms and the reappearance of the living Buddha, and name it Zhugu, which means living Buddha in Tibetan.

The whole family was beaming with joy and in an unusually warm atmosphere, and the husband and wife Sanger and Siza, who had received modern literary education, did not indulge in the joy of picking up the child like the family. The couple kept asking themselves: in the steppes surrounded by the Himalayas, almost no one could reach this place except for the local herders. So, whose family threw this child away, and why did they throw it away?

And: when and where did the boy come from? how did the bare ground escape the attacks of the beasts and the physical and mental damage caused by the bad weather, until their Tibetan mastiff found him, and where did he come from, still alive like a fish? It's just that the couple quietly left the scene and came to their own room, and the two began to ask and answer one by one.

Siza: "I said Gesange, you said that such a young child, we will admit for the time being that their family put him there in broad daylight, even we are young and strong in robes and coats, and he is indeed naked from top to bottom, his body is neither red nor purple, neither cold nor cold, it is really a miracle! Even the two of us, needless to say, naked, even if you are given a piece of clothing, you will be frozen at night and you will be seriously ill." But this little guy didn't have anything to do, and was brought home by us safely, don't you think it's a little unbelievable?" asked Siza, looking at Sanger.

Sanger: He himself was muttering, "Yes, needless to say a few months old, but I was naked on the prairie for a while, and I was going to get stiff." Do you think this kid is a little weird?" he looked at Siza, and saw that she was also thinking, and then went on to ask, "Well, I said Tashi, why don't we both try it tomorrow, and you can see me stripped and stay there for a while, and get a taste of what it's like to be stripped naked in the wilderness." Just experience the life of an ape in the ancient days of apes!" he asked Siza with a smile.

Siza laughed so hard that his stomach hurt: "Okay, you block your crotch with a whole leaf, and then, with a stone in your hand, take me to drive a group of wild wolves to fight with you, and show your men's blood, haha, that's crossing and exciting." If that's the case, even if you are besieged by wild wolves, they will dismantle you, after all, you are still a hero in my mind. That's a good idea. Siza said it lightly.

Sanger: Smiled too: "Siza, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless. To get back to the point, this kid is incredible. If we assume that someone leaves the child there at night, then the average night temperature in Basirca should be around 10 degrees Celsius, and a child who is a few months old will freeze if he is naked. Besides, the wild wolf and the old eagle would never be able to let go of this child. Let's assume that it was the morning, and someone put him there, and it was only about fifteen degrees, and for a child, he could survive in clothes. Let's assume that someone put him here at noon, and the current temperature is only about 20 degrees, and if it is an adult here at this time, it can be said to be very comfortable. But for a child, it is certain to catch a cold. The most suitable temperature for small children should be around 25 degrees. I mean in the case of small children being naked. He told Siza with a set of straight fingers.

Siza: After thinking about it, he smiled and said to Sanger: "Well, why don't we go to the place where we picked up little Zhugu tomorrow and take a look: first, to inquire if anyone is looking for this child, second, to see if there is anything unusual around him, and third, to go to the hospital to have a physical examination of this child." Then, the two of us decided whether to adopt the child or not. Look, how about I bring up these three points?"

Sanger: Nodding and saying, "Well, Siza, you're paying attention, and we'll start implementing it tomorrow." However, you have to hide it from the elderly, and Abba and Aunt are no exception. When things come to an end, it's not too late for us to tell them. Sanger instructed Siza.

Siza: He looked at Sanger and said, "Are you still going with the flock? If so, tomorrow we will have to go a longer way." Siza reminded Sanger. Sanger nodded, lost in thought.

Sange: "I think so, you take the Tibetan mastiff to graze, and I mean near the place where I went to find Little Zhugu." I'm going to find everything we need to know about the child, and then I'm going to go home with you, without delay. Otherwise, it is taboo for herders to return to the grassland the next day with their cattle and sheep. They gnaw off all the roots, and no new grass grows the next year. Sanger waited for Siza to reply.

Siza: "Alright then, go to bed early, leave them alone, and drink as long as you like." At every party, someone has to get drunk, and I hate them like that, anyway. With that, Siza made up his bed and prepared to go to sleep. In order to find out the origin of Xiao Zhugu, the couple decided to take their Tibetan mastiff to revisit the old place at dawn tomorrow. The main thing is to see what happened where the children were picked up, what kind of notices can be brought to them, and the fastest way to contact little Jugu's family is the ultimate goal of Sanger and Siza.