Tian Gang Chapter 205 Kunlun (1)
The place we arrived at was halfway up the Kunlun Mountains.
It is not appropriate to describe it as "halfway up" because it is a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, not just a single mountain. However, the people who come here are not geographers, and their purpose is not to investigate the terrain, so no one cares about these.
Keep walking forward and you can see mountains and ridges covered with glaciers. The altitude here is extremely high, so I didn’t have any severe altitude sickness, but I felt a little stuffy in my chest.
The Taoist priest shook his sleeves and threw out some clothes and a few backpacks. Then the Yuanling elders, including the Taoist priest, put on their casual clothes. The Taoist priest raised his toes and threw a bag over. I quickly caught it and opened it. It was empty, with only some newspapers stuffed in it.
What are we going to do now? I asked curiously.
Pretend to be a traveler , said the old man from Yuanling.
I said "oh" and put my bag on my back. The old people from Yuanling also changed their clothes, each carrying a bag, and continued on their way.
The two Wu Gu old men were not very strong, their bodies were not even as strong as mine, and they were unable to walk on this plateau. If it weren't for the Yuanling old man and Zaguyi holding one of them, I'm afraid they would have rolled themselves into a ball and rolled down the mountain.
The old man from Yuanling, wearing a Zhaguyi, walked in front with two old witches, without even turning his head, as if he already knew where the destination was. The old Taoist didn't ask, and followed leisurely from behind. Only I couldn't wait to ask: Where are we going?
Of course I'm looking for those bastards, said the old man from Yuanling without even turning his head.
Uh... I turned my head and looked around, but all I could see were endless mountains, not even a ghost in sight.
Do you already know where they are? I asked.
Of course I know, otherwise why would I go through so much trouble to climb the mountain? said the old man from Yuanling.
Perhaps, I brought them here to show the way, I thought.
We kept going for a long time, occasionally seeing a few people. They were all carrying mountaineering equipment or backpacks. I couldn't help but rub against the old Taoist priest and whispered : Did you know about this plan a long time ago?
The old Taoist shook his head and said: It’s almost the same time as the time you know.
I said "oh", thought about it, looked at the travelers climbing the mountain in front of me, and asked again: Why do I feel like we are traveling now? There are so many people, would the cult choose such an ordinary place?
I don't know. The old Taoist shook his head and said: For them, it doesn't matter where they are, and it doesn't matter who is around them.
I groaned, then understood what the old Taoist meant. If the evil cult dared to kill people, why would they be afraid of these travelers? If they really raised the cult and ascended to heaven, they would not have to worry about anything.
Seeing that I couldn't get anything out of the Taoist priest, I took two quick steps forward, followed the old man from Yuanling, and asked: "Uncle Yang, where are we going?"
Oh, the Unfrozen Spring, the old man from Yuanling replied.
Unfrozen spring? Constant temperature underground spring? I have seen records about this before, but there are many unfrozen springs. Which one should we go to?
The one with the most water. The old man from Yuanling answered again.
I groaned, knowing which one he was talking about. But there are not many people coming and going in that place, not to mention that it is next to the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. The cult is too blatant...
After walking for a while, I could see a road that seemed to have no end. There was a stone tablet in the distance, but it was a little far away, so I couldn't see clearly what it was.
A few tourists stopped there, bending over as if looking at something. I knew we were almost there, and I couldn't help but get more excited.
After walking for a while, we finally arrived at the place. At this time, we could clearly see three big red characters engraved on the stone tablet: Unfrozen Spring.
I thought that the evil cult was going to do something to ascend to heaven, and before long, all the major cultivation forces would bring people here, and there would be bloodshed again. To me, those three big red characters looked more like the inscriptions on the stele beside the Naihe Bridge, which gave people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.
Next to this unfrozen spring is the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, with one large spring and one small spring several dozen meters apart. We stood next to the large spring and watched a stream of clear water gushing out of the spring. Many people took containers to drink some or took a sip.
At this time, the old man from Yuanling pulled my arm and stuffed something into my hand.
I looked down and was speechless. I found that I was holding a Sony camera.
This is... I raised my head and heard the old man from Yuanling whisper to me: Take pictures slowly and take more pictures.
I was stunned for a few seconds, watching them walking back and forth by the spring, looking back from time to time, and talking about how to take good pictures and where to take good pictures.
Obviously, they were acting, and thinking about what the old man had just said to me, I felt that they might be trying to take this opportunity to investigate. The fact that I could think of this showed that my IQ had improved again.
I grinned, stepped back a distance with the camera in hand, and pretended to focus. I took one or two photos, then changed the angle and location.
The old man from Yuanling was the most active, and he would often yell: Come, stand here and take a picture for me! Take a good-looking picture of me, or I’ll beat you up when I get home!
The tourists around him couldn't help laughing when they saw him like this. I held the camera awkwardly and walked back and forth as he asked. After a long time of going back and forth, and with the tourists around changing one after another, the old man from Yuanling finally stopped. He came over and asked me: How are the photos?
Then he snatched the camera away, flipping through it as he walked, muttering: The picture is not good, what a shitty level, it's true that he is not good at talking and is not reliable...
Sometimes I wonder if this old man is here to travel and actually beat up a cult?
Fortunately, for safety reasons, we didn't bring Jiao Ye and Wa Mei with us this time. Otherwise, with so many people around, what would happen if they got out?
This was the first time I was so impressed by my own foresight. What was the idea of deciding the outcome with one palm? My mind immediately turned to more than that.
After leaving the Unfrozen Spring, we set foot on the flat Qinghai-Tibet Highway and headed in the direction of the car.
Seeing that we were getting farther and farther away from the Unfrozen Spring, I couldn’t help but look back a few times, then ran to the old man from Yuanling and asked: Are you leaving now?
The old man was still flipping through the photo album. When he heard my question, he didn't even raise his head and said: Why are you not walking there? Let's find a place to eat.
I turned around and looked around. It was a desolate place. Where could I find a place to eat? I would either eat by myself or starve to death!
We kept walking and after about half an hour, we stopped by the roadside.
The surrounding area is all frozen wilderness, with few people standing around. We found a random place to sit down, and the Taoist priest, the Yuanling elder, and Zaguyi took off their backpacks and took out some cooked food and water.
I was stunned and quickly took off my bag, opened it and saw that it was still a pile of newspapers.
What are you looking at ? I'm just afraid that you might find it too heavy. The old man from Yuanling snorted and took out a wine pot and a few wine glasses. He really loves to drink, and he didn't forget to bring wine even at this time.
But after walking for so long, my stomach is growling with hunger. No matter what the world is doing, if I can't fill my stomach, I will starve to death on the way to saving the world.
Grabbing a braised chicken leg and chewing it, I asked: "We are just leaving like this, isn't it the same as not coming here? What did you find just now?"
The old man from Yuanling clinked glasses with Zaguyi and the others, drank the wine in one gulp, and then chewed a few peanuts. It took him two or three minutes to swallow the peanuts. I was so anxious waiting, even more anxious than a girl who hasn't had her period for three years!
The old man from Yuanling smacked his lips, then glanced at me and said: I found nothing.
When I heard these six words, I felt like killing someone: You guys were filming there for so long, but you didn’t find anything?
What can I find by taking photos? The old man from Yuanling looked at me as if he were looking at an alien.
I was stunned for a moment, then asked: Are you just taking pictures?
Of course, who else do you think I was posing for? The old man from Yuanling snorted and said: I should have let you take the photo. What kind of shitty skills are you using? You made a perfectly good face look like a ghost. If you didn't know, you would have thought it was a posthumous photo.
I was silent... nothing to say.
But……
Can you do something that normal people can think of?
Even your magic has been broken. We are so close, what tricks can we play? Will we not be discovered immediately? The old man from Yuanling looked at me like I was an idiot, then sighed and said: Forget it, I know you can't think so much, just follow me and learn more in the future.
It's not that I can't think that much, it's that I think too much, okay! If I learn from you, I'll be led into a trap by you!
The angry shouts in my heart did not bring about any changes, so I could only gnaw on the chicken leg angrily.
The meal took nearly two hours. It was already dawn, but the temperature was not much higher. The old man from Yuanling did not leave, but just sat there, crossed his legs and started picking his teeth.
I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I went over to ask him: What are we going to do next? Keep going?
Still going? If you keep going, you'll be home... The old man from Yuanling spat out the meat shreds he kicked off and said, "Wait, wait until night." If all of us follow you into the void, how long can you hold on?
Uh... I thought about it and said: I'm not sure, but at least a few hours should be okay.
Oh, not bad, I'll rely on you tonight. The old man from Yuanling hummed and waved his hand, saying: I'll take a nap, tell me when the sun goes down.
Meeting such an old man can really make people anxious. But there is no way, the old Taoist stood straight over there as if looking at the scenery, and Zhaguyi sat on the ground, closed his eyes and thought. The two witchcraft old men... were still drinking.
We endured until the evening, when there was no one around. The old man from Yuanling suddenly sat up and looked around, then whispered to me: Cast a spell, let's go back.
Several people gathered around me, and I quickly chanted a spell to lead them into the void space. The so-called spell was just four words "Chengtian, Void", which was much better than the long string of spells before.
After entering the void space, we held each other's hands and ran back the way we came.
Soon, we returned to the unfrozen spring. There was still no one here, only a tall stone tablet standing alone.
