Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Chapter 413 The Mysterious Village

Five days passed by in a flash, and at the end of the day, Lin Ran called Yuan Qianyun and Yang Jianlong to his house for a drink.

They drank and drank together, but fortunately there was Bai Mao to send them back, so they didn't have to worry about safety.

The day after the practice banquet, Lin Ran finally took his suitcase and boarded the train to Tibet with Liu Jingfeng and his party.

Three days later, on a grassland night, a group of people wearing cotton-padded clothes were walking in a hurry.

It was Lin Ran and his party.

Although he had been on the road, Lin Ran still felt a little stiff. He breathed into his palms and rubbed his hands.

After they got off the train, they took an off-road vehicle directly to the entrance of Xuewei Grassland.

If the car goes any further, it will be regarded as a threat by the local herdsmen, and the driver will refuse to go any further.

Therefore, the last few kilometers can only be traveled on foot.

Wang Jinpeng is carrying a huge luggage bag with various tools on his back.

In his eyes, a tall tower suddenly appeared.

He pointed excitedly into the distance and shouted: "Is that the nine-story demon tower?"

On the way here, Lin Ran told them the legend of the tomb.

Wang Jinpeng liked the name of the Nine-story Demon Tower very much and was full of yearning for it.

Looking in the direction of his flashlight, there was indeed a black figure on the distant mountain, which looked like a pyramid.

Huang Hao took out a local map and said, "Yes, the tomb of the Tubo nobles should be on the mountainside."

"Mouse, how did you find him?" Wang Jinpeng asked. The mausoleum was built in such a place with no store in front and no village behind. How could anyone find it?

"There is a village at the foot of the mountain in front. I originally wanted to buy a lamb from a farmer. When I followed him to the village, I discovered the mausoleum." Huang Hao said proudly, "And according to my measurements, the mausoleum is not only in appearance It’s unique, and it’s located in a geomantic treasure land, so it should be the mausoleum of a noble!”

The off-road vehicle can only take them to the entrance of the grassland. After all, the front is the territory belonging to Xuewei Village. If they drive in, they may cause dissatisfaction among the locals.

So, they could only go there on foot.

But if you want to go to the mountain, you must first pass through the village. There are cliffs on both sides and there is no way around it.

The terrain here is strange, it is both the foot of a mountain and a cliff.

Lin Ran finally understood why it was said that mining was extremely difficult. It was probably not just a human obstacle.

The special geographical location and historical background factors have made archaeology more difficult!

During this trip, they hired a local as a translator.

Although he didn't like outsiders, Liu Jingfeng gave them too much, so the villager named Atamu went to Xuewei Village with them.

This villager was the tour guide who brought Huang Hao to buy lambs.

We finally arrived at the entrance of the village. It was already three o'clock in the morning, but as soon as we approached the village, we heard the sound of dogs barking in the distance.

Then, a fire lit up in the wooden house.

Many villagers came out of the room holding torches and candles and looked at Lin Ran and his group with unfriendly eyes.

Atamu immediately stood in front of everyone and explained: "These are friends of Dashan, don't be nervous."

Wang Jinpeng looked at the unfriendly looks of the villagers and couldn't understand what Atamu was talking about, so he asked Huang Hao: "Mouse, what are they talking about?"

"They are communicating that we are tourists and have no ill intentions." Lin Ran replied.

"Brother Lin, do you still understand Tibetan?" Liu Jingfeng looked at Lin Ran in surprise. As they listened to the conversation, they felt like a group of foreigners were talking.

"I studied a little before going out." Lin Ran read a lot of Tibetan books these days, learned some culture, and also learned some basic words.

He said these words to reassure Liu Jingfeng and his party.

Because, just now, an unfriendly villager suggested throwing them into the cliff.

Fortunately, Atamu's communication was finally successful. He smiled and said to Liu Jingfeng: "The village chief agreed to your request to stay here, but there are some things I want to remind you of."

When the village chief led them to their residence, Atamu told everyone about the local customs and customs.

For example, after entering the tent, you must sit down with men on the left and women on the right. Whistling and singing are not allowed in the tent.

In addition, you are not allowed to bake your feet too early, and you are not allowed to scoop water directly from a bowl. You must scoop it into a bowl with a spoon before drinking...

What's more important is that when eating, you cannot use chopsticks. You must use a knife and your hands to grab the mutton, and you cannot point the tip of the knife towards others.

Atamu was obviously a professional tour guide and told them everything they needed to pay attention to.

Liu Jingfeng said gratefully: "Thank you brother for reminding me."

Taking them to a huge tent, the village chief said in non-standard Mandarin: "Foreign guests, please stay here. You can go to the mountains to play during the day, but please do not get close to the holy tower."

"Okay." Liu Jingfeng agreed. There were many people now, and he planned to have a private communication with the village chief later.

The village chief thought that they came to Xuewei Grassland just to see the scenery in Xuewei Mountain.

Although there are not many tourists coming, there has been an upward trend in the past two years.

After all, after people have eaten, they also begin to pursue spiritual life.

But for the herdsmen living here, life is still very difficult and they cannot understand these outsiders.

But they are willing to accept it if they can make a little money and improve their lives.

Seeing everyone settling down, Atamu said, "The village chief and the young people in the village also understand Chinese. If you have any questions, you can communicate with them directly. But be sure to remember that I will tell you what to do."

Atamu had other work in the city, so he left after explaining it. He didn't want to get into trouble because of these people.

But his work is done.

Under the comfort of the village chief, the villagers finally accepted these outsiders.

After the villagers left, Liu Jingfeng pulled the village chief aside.

Originally, the village chief had a straight face.

But after seeing the gold and silver jewelry Liu Jingfeng handed him, his expression finally softened.

"Village Chief, we are here to see the snow-capped mountains. It doesn't matter if we spend a little money. We are staying in the village for the past few days. Please forgive me if I offend you."

"It's okay, we are not that pedantic." The village chief forced a smile, "We also hope that tourists will come to the mountains, and our children will go over the mountains to study every day."

Lin Ran listened on the sidelines and thought to himself, these are the so-called children from the mountains. Although they are poor, the country still funds the establishment of schools in order to allow these children from the mountains to go to the city.

As the person in the village who has the most contact with the outside world, the village chief has more open-minded ideas than the villagers.

"That's good, but village chief, we're a little hungry, can we get some food?" Liu Jingfeng and his group traveled long distances all night and felt out of breath due to altitude sickness.

The bread was chewy but tasteless, so I wanted to eat some hot food to warm myself up.

The village chief stretched out two fingers and kneaded them for a while.

His posture was skillful and he didn't look like a simple herdsman at all.

Liu Jingfeng naturally understood and took out a ten-yuan Chinese coin and handed it to him.

"I still have half a sheep at home. You can go to the fire pit to roast it and eat it."

After the village chief left, a woman about the same height as Wang Jinpeng carried half a sheep and threw it in front of them. She looked at it warily and left.

Wang Jinpeng looked at her and murmured to himself, "This girl is so fierce, I'm afraid she is no match for her!"