The car is driving on a plateau, with snow-capped peaks on one side and boundless grasslands on the other. The mottled land is full of potholes and connected cities, looking like chess pieces scattered on a chessboard.

The driver of the car was a Tibetan Ngawang Dan, a middle-aged man with a weathered face. He was wearing Tibetan clothes and had a red and yellow five-pointed star badge on his chest. It was the Medal of Glory. Ngawang Dan used one eye to

Three ribs and forty-four days of perseverance.

In the back seat of the car, there was a man lying under a sheepskin jacket. His face was buried entirely in the leather jacket, and only half of his arms were exposed. He was holding a flat tablet computer in his arms, and there were diaries beside him.

He is a reporter from Glorious Newspaper. His name is Su Che, a 23-year-old sunny boy.

He graduated from the A-level class of Beijing National Azure Star College and is planning to do something big before the New Year of 2100 that he only dared to think about but did not dare to take action.

That is to interview seven of the most legendary "big men" in his mind in the past half century.

Some of these people may have passed away, and some may no longer live at their original addresses, but Su Che still embarked on the interview journey full of hope.

Because this is the year 2100, a new chapter in the human era, a new era with dawn after doom, he wants to record the stories of these people and compile them into reports for the world to know.

And the reason why Su Che would get into Ngawang Dan's car and drive on the plateau at this moment is because the person he wanted to interview lived in the mountains far away from the city and far away from the shelter area. Su Che had gone to the mountain to find him.

I have been searching on the plateau for more than a month, and I am still well prepared.

Fortunately, when Su Che was almost desperate, he met the old man's adopted son Ngawang Dan, and then he got into his car and headed to the mountains to find the legendary guide "Ngawang Detso".

After leaving the flat road, Awangdan drove the car onto a rugged mountain road.

Originally there were no roads here, but in recent years, the national engineering team implementing the "Flint Project" dug out a mountain road that was barely passable by large transport machinery in order to transport stones from the mountains.

When an ordinary off-road vehicle drives on such a road, the bumps and undulations are like sieving chaff. Even the suspension structure of the off-road vehicle can shake out all the contents in the passengers' stomachs.

Awang Dan has long been used to it, but Su Che is a kid from a big city after all.

The car had only been driving for less than three minutes when he woke up.

I just struggled to sit up, but before I could sit firmly I hit the roof of the car.

Su Che, who was gritting his teeth and cracking his mouth in pain, looked blankly at the environment outside the car and asked, "Brother Wangdan, where are we?"

"We're here in Murusu!" Ngawang Dan said with a smile: "Sit tighter and fasten your seat belt. Don't fall out of the car."

As soon as he finished speaking, a four- to five-meter-tall steel behemoth appeared in the distance. It was a special transport machinery produced by Xingyi Heavy Industry. They specialize in transporting minerals and various resource materials in such high-altitude areas, but the specially-made

The track and overweight body can easily damage the road, which is why the mountain roads here are so bumpy.

Su Che quickly sat down and fastened his seat belt.

At the same time, he also began to search for information about "Murusu" in his mind.

"Murusu" is actually a transliterated word, and its real meaning is "mysterious treasure" in ancient Xuanyu.

Ngawang Dan's adoptive father, the old man "Ngawang Decuo" whom Su Che wanted to interview on this trip, was the one who led the expedition team into the mountains to search for fuel for heavy-duty aircraft, and was also the one who later successfully led the Monument

The squad ignited the legendary figure of Oriental Coordinates.

Because the depths of this mountain range contain important mineral resources for the new century, Ngawang Dan and other nearby Tibetan aborigines call this place "Murusu".

And the old man Awangdecuo now lives in the deepest part of "Murusu", a quiet place where there are almost no roads to get there and no one knows about it.

There, Awangdecuo chanted sutras day and night, offering his humility to the gods who protected this land.

…

Even though it was bumpy like chaff, Su Che, who had been searching for Awangdecuo for a month, still fell asleep.

In the dream, he recalled his interview with the survivor of the "Mount Fuji eruption" event in the United States, a kindly Chinese old man.

During the week of the interview at his home, the old man had to make a pot of tea every time and play a game of chess with Su Che before accepting the interview.

Dimly, Su Che always felt that he could smell the fragrance of the tea, and his whole body felt refreshed for a while.

When he woke up, he realized that he had developed a high fever on the road and had not woken up.

At that time, Awang Dan was really frightened. Originally, Awang Dan planned to take Su Che back to a nearby shelter for treatment, but something happened to the car.

In desperation, Ngawang Dan had to carry Su Che on his back and climb over the dangerous mountain peaks to find Ngawang Decuo.

Fortunately, the old man had his own secret recipe and managed to snatch Su Che back from the hands of death.

But even so, Su Che was still in a coma for three days and three nights.

When he woke up, he was lying in the room where Awangdecuo usually rested.

The body is wrapped in a thick mattress, and there is a mattress made of yak skin on the ground. There is a rocky roof above the head, and there is an empty space in the middle, so you can directly see the gorgeous starry sky.

I just lay there in trance for more than twenty minutes.

Su Che just sat up. When he stood up, he saw a Tibetan girl.

My mother fell asleep on the bedside.

After taking a closer look at the girl's appearance, she found that she was an extremely handsome girl. However, the wind and frost on the plateau had eroded her skin, making her look a little haggard, but her appearance was excellent. At least in Su Che's opinion, she looked like a fairy on the plateau.

general existence.

As if she felt Su Che's gaze, the girl woke up leisurely. When she saw Su Che looking at her with a smile, the girl said "Ah" and blushed, then hurriedly got up and ran out, not thinking about the Tibetan girl at all.

So warm and open.

Su Che was also a little embarrassed.

Looking around, the furnishings in this stone house were very simple, but all the things he brought with him were placed in the house.

So Su Che put on his clothes and got out of bed.

When I left the house, I happened to meet Ngawang Dan.

Awang Dan was very happy when he saw that Su Che had woken up. He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Su, you scared me! I was really afraid that you wouldn't wake up!"

Su Che knew nothing about what happened during his coma, and he only found out after asking.

But he couldn't imagine how Ngawang Dan could carry him, a tall man of 1.85 meters, over the mountains and rivers with his thin body of less than 1.7 meters.

But that was all in the past tense. Apart from being grateful, all Su Che could do was take out his camera and record the appearance of these respectable and lovely people.

…

After resting for half a day and charging the tablet, Su Che began the interview with Awang Decuo.

The old man is seventy-nine years old this year, and he has lived alone here for nearly ten years.

For the past ten years, those from the engineering team and the Academy of Sciences who had been favored by the old man would come here to visit the old man Awangdecuo every year, and he would personally send them out of the mountain every year and chant sutras and pray for the engineering team at the mountain pass to seek mystical secrets.

Bless.

With this in mind, Su Che's originally somewhat confused interview had a rough beginning and ideas.

he asked.

"Old man, I heard that you chant sutras and pray for the people of the engineering team every year at the mountain pass of 'Murusu'. What are your specific beliefs? Have you believed in these things a long time ago?"

Awang Decuo replied: "This question is easy to answer. My faith comes from my heart. Although it is not clear, I can hear the voice of my heart. My heart tells me that I should

I can find my goals, and I hope to see everyone happy and healthy. So although I can’t be specific about my beliefs, what I want to say is that perhaps this is the most precious part of it. As for you asking me, where do I come from?

When I started to believe this, I don’t remember clearly, maybe it was when I first entered the mountain, or maybe it was when I left with them.”

Looking at the text jumping on the screen, although the mandarin of the old man Ngawang Decuo has a strong Tibetan accent and is not very standard, but powered by the latest Oracle AI system, the speech recognition software still completely recorded the old man's original words.

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Su Che smiled and nodded, and then asked: "I believe that the belief in your heart must be specific and unique, and I admire your belief very much. Perhaps this is why you can serve as a guide to open this treasure.

.”

Awang Decuo waved his hand: "No, my baby, I am not a god, I am an ordinary person. When I was nine years old, I still thought that I would live a nomadic life on the grassland like my father.

In life, my wife would pick up cow dung and stick it on the wall to dry, and I could not live without butter tea every day. But you see, times have changed, or the environment has changed. That time I began to realize that becoming

It is also very difficult for an ordinary person in my imagination. When they and I were trapped in the mountains, all I could feel was the coldness, because the food was long gone, and they fell down the cliff with Sandu Dolma.

We could only eat ice, and our hands, feet, and stomachs were all cold, so...my child, faith often comes later, it is just a sigh of relief for our survival."

In the AI ​​system's automatic speech recognition, Su Che also recorded and handwritten Ngawang Detso's words.

But what he recorded in his notebook were mainly keywords.

After hearing this, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Then you were able to lead everyone out of the mountains, and later led everyone in the Monument Team to ignite the phase coordinates. There must be some powerful force supporting you, right?"

After hearing this, Awang Decuo fell into memories. He said slowly: "Yes, there is indeed a strong force supporting me. In such an environment, all my hopes are as cold as my body."

, I no longer believe that God is blessing me, because it failed to wake up Xiaomei and Shanzi. They are the most experienced climbers in the team. Even without the help of equipment, they can find their way home.

direction, but I can't do it. When everyone thinks I can do it, I actually can't do anything. My child, have you ever had high expectations, but actually you have no confidence at all?

?”

Su Che nodded frankly: "Yes."

"Haha, that's good, baby, that will help you grow and let you recognize yourself, just like many, many years ago, when the first great disaster came, our family and Sangduo Dolma's family were destroyed.

When we were trapped deep in the grassland behind the heavy snowfall, my father and brother insisted on going out to find a way out, but my mother preferred to wait for rescue, so they left me behind. As the only man in the two families, I

I stood on a high place at night, listening to the howls of the wolves, fully expecting my father to return. But... I waited like this for a month, and the only people who came back were my brother and the news that my father was missing. At that moment, I was desperate.

Yes, my mother is also seriously ill, and my sister
To be continued...