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  Rehmann looked in the direction of the young mans pointing finger, but all he could see was high clouds, distant mountains, and a hazy mist of snow. He couldnt see anything else. He was taken aback for a moment, then prepared to offer some consolation.

  Tourists who come here, always have a few with adventurous spirit, mostly young people, they yearn for excitement and mystery, the more severe the wilderness is, the more it can capture their curiosity.

  Such tourists, Hotahaman was not without encountering before, so he began to dissuade the young man and detailed the situation in the depths of the snowy mountains.

  That side of the terrain, locally known as Gangchaer, goes up along the Kunlun Mountains branch, and at the end there are two roads. This is a fold belt that runs through the east and west of the Kunlun Mountains, extending straight into Gansu Province to the east, but due to the popularity of the route, it is the tourist route that most tourists take.

  Going west, that is the position chosen by young people, is the main vein of the Kunlun Mountains, which extends into the Kunlun Mountains. The Kunlun Mountains are a large vein, and there are countless legends about it. Even in the depths of the Kunlun Mountains, there are many deep folds that are difficult to detect even with satellites. Whats inside, no one can say clearly. From satellite maps, you can see that in the Qinghai, Sichuan, Tibet, and Gansu regions, most of the folded white mountain ranges can be seen. This is the Kunlun Mountains, which have been praised as "extending for three thousand miles, stretching across eight million square meters" since ancient times. If there are still places in China that humans have never set foot in, then the depths of the Kunlun Mountains must be one of them.

  Sometimes tourists would ignore the tour guides objections and insist on going deep into the west in search of excitement. As long as they were willing to pay more, there would be tour guides who agreed. In fact, at this time, the role played by the tour guide was no longer that of a leader, because they were familiar with the first part of the road to the west, but deeper, nobody knew, and what they called tour guides were just observing the terrain and weather, preventing danger.

  Often, tourists who come later and head west will exit without going too far in because the environment inside is too poor.

  First of all its cold.

  Generally, the severe cold cannot stop young peoples enthusiasm for adventure. They will persevere, but if it gets to the point where they are freezing, having difficulty breathing, and their bodies are covered in purple frostbite, I reckon no young person would risk losing their life just to satisfy their desire for adventure.

  Secondly, it is dangerous.

  Generally, difficulties are of interest to tourists who go on adventures. Many people enjoy the process of overcoming difficulties, but if you turn a corner and find yourself facing a precipice, Im afraid not many people would dare to continue advancing.

  Finally, there are natural disasters.

  Even if there were a group of young people who were not afraid of the cold and danger, they would still find it very difficult to come out once they had gone deep into the mountains. The depths are where ice and snow have accumulated over millions of years, where there is no life, no plants. If the desolation of the desert is like the yellow color of the sun, then the desolation of Kunlun is like the white color of a funeral procession.

  Even a slight sound could trigger an avalanche. The wind and snow swept by day and night, and tears would even freeze into ice pellets.

  Rehman told the young people about the dangers inside and said, "Ive also taken people there before, but the environment is too harsh. We walked for a day and couldnt take it anymore, so we retreated. You can consider going, and if you want to go, I can lead the way, but lets agree that youll pay more."

  That young man gazed at that vast white expanse for a long time, and finally asked: "Is there really no one in there?" His voice was filled with a sense of desolation, and it made Heitmann feel very uncomfortable, as if the young man would die in agony if he answered that there was no one.

  But Reheman still told the truth, having grown up among Han people since childhood, he had been baptized by Han culture, so he said: "The blue bird is difficult to cross, I can assure you that there is no one inside."

  After he finished speaking, he carefully looked at the young mans face. At that time, he didnt understand why he made this gesture, but later on, he realized it was a subconscious fear.

  The young man listened to his answer, and did not reveal the expected sorrowful feeling. He still had no expression, but his eyes were as black as a thick ink, he didnt say anything, but his determination to go west was very clear.

  Rehman thought: This young man is quiet and looks very steady, but hes still young and has a spirit of adventure.

  He didnt believe young people could walk for long, so he said nothing and prepared to take the young people into the mountains the next day.

  The reason why a guide is needed to climb a snowy mountain is because there are mostly no roads on the snowy mountain.

  Lu Xun once said: The world originally had no roads, but as people walked, roads came into being.

  The only exceptions to these two rules are snow-capped mountains and deserts. They are vast, and when viewed from a distance, you might think that as long as you determine a direction, you will never get lost. But once you really walk inside, youll know what it means to be blinded by a single leaf, because at that time, you can no longer distinguish the direction.

  Flying sand and snowstorms change the landscape of deserts and snowy mountains every day. Even if a path is trampled out today, it will disappear tomorrow, leaving nothing behind.

  Except for the initial entry into the snowy mountain where there are supply stations along the way to determine the path, once you reach the middle of the mountain, basically nothing can be seen.

  This trip had only two people, Rehmann and the young man. He had asked the young man his name before, but the young man didnt say much and didnt answer. He found himself in an awkward situation and could only touch his nose with a hint of embarrassment, but he noticed something strange - the young mans right index finger and middle finger were longer than usual.

  I hadnt connected young people with who I was looking for until Rehman mentioned it here and I realized.

  It was perhaps because the young man mentioned by Hattaerman resembled the person I was looking for that I listened so intently to what happened two years ago, and unknowingly got drawn in. What I didnt expect was that he actually turned out to be the person I was looking for.

  Its been two years.

  I even thought that this life had no hope, completely with an attitude of trying my best to find it, but I didnt expect that this trip to Golmud would have such a big gain. I almost immediately grabbed the hand of Reheman and asked urgently: "Then what?"

  In my subconscious, I cherished the news of the oil bottle, fearing that something would happen again, and even had a feeling of fear that Haaman would suddenly disappear. In recent years, I have had a deep understanding of this feeling of suddenly seeing hope and then being suddenly destroyed, and it has even reached a state of paranoia.

  When Im doing something, I will definitely do it all at once, because if I dont, I always feel that this thing will give rise to twists and turns again.

  Chubby said: "Naive, this is a disease, it needs treatment."

  I asked him how to cure it, he thought for a moment and said: "Why not... try Liu Wei Di Huang Wan?" I scolded directly at the time: "Get out of my sight, you dont understand traditional Chinese medicine, so dont talk nonsense."

  It was probably because of my unusual behavior that Hagma was startled and said: "You, youre...?"

  I came to myself and realized I was out of control, so I let go and said, "That young man is a friend of mine."

  "What?" Rehmann was taken aback and said, "Youre kidding, this is probably too coincidental."

  Yes, its indeed a coincidence. After careful consideration, I think such a coincidence is not impossible. The reason why I came to Golmud as my first stop this time is that I wanted to start from the sanatorium. Now it seems that the person Im looking for didnt return to Xiwangmu, but instead went into the mountains.

  But that was two years ago, what happened afterwards?

  "I said: No coincidence is not a book, my friend came here two years ago and then disappeared."

  Ratchets expression was one of regret, and he sighed before saying, "Im afraid its unlikely that hell show up again." I asked, "Why?" Deep down, I knew that Ratchets next words wouldnt be good news.

  Then Zehraman started telling me about what happened later on.

  Because I knew that young man was my friend, his subsequent narration was even more detailed, and it even formed a 3D stereoscopic projection in my mind.

  The next day, the two entered the snowy mountains.

  Rehman brought two days worth of food, originally ordinary snow mountain tourists only need to prepare one days worth of food, but their direction of progress is different, in case of unexpected events, so he prepared more than usual.

  The young man had also prepared his own food, and when Haaman saw it, he couldnt help but frown. Inside were all compressed biscuits, the kind that came in airtight packaging with no plastic boxes, greatly increasing their capacity, with many inside each pack.

  Rehmann estimated that this package of food could last for ten days to half a month, and he couldnt help but laugh to himself: Could it be that this person really planned to venture deep into the snowy mountains? He figured that they wouldnt even last a day before turning back, and all these things would have been carried in vain.

  Secondly, young people dont carry water.

  Sometimes water is more important than food, but in the snowy mountains, a handful of snow can be used as drinking water. However, half of the people who climb the snowy mountains bring their own water, after all, there is pure mineral water, who would want to eat trampled snow on the ground?

  This approach of going into the mountains without bringing water is generally to reduce the weight, no wonder the young peoples equipment bag is too complete, the whole backpack is bulging, and when carried on the body, it almost covers half of the young persons figure.

  Ordinary tourists wont do this, the only ones who do are professional scientific expedition teams that enter the mountains, because they have a lot of equipment and in order to conserve energy, they usually boil snow water.

  But the young man did so... Hot Harman felt uneasy in his heart, he thought the young mans performance was like a scientific expedition team member who risked his life to complete the task in the mountains, but he seemed to have lost contact with his companions, because he was alone, cold, silent, and looked very lonely.

  For young people to carry so much equipment, Hotahman was somewhat dissatisfied, because he thought that when the young people couldnt carry it anymore, he would definitely have to take on some of it. But unexpectedly, the young peoples physical strength was far better than he had imagined, and even when Hotahman was panting violently from climbing the snowy mountain, the young people were only slightly flushed in the face, silently continuing to follow behind him.

  Sometimes, when taking a break halfway, young people would also stop and gaze out, but the direction they gazed was just opposite to their destination. He gazed eastward, sometimes they rested for half an hour, the young man would look for half an hour, as if he couldnt see the east again in the future.