Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 171 [Departure to No Man's Land! The Mysterious Call of the Valley]

Night falls quickly.

When darkness covered the sky, the stars were reflected on the pure snow field.

The villagers regarded the fact that Ge Ma stood up as a miracle of Buddha’s appearance. They prayed devoutly and were truly happy for Ge Ma.

Similarly, Hu Bayi and Yang An were also regarded as the chosen ones by God, who were watched by the Buddha and received the highest courtesy.

Yang An found that his worries were unnecessary.

After all, this world is mysterious and unpredictable, and most Tibetans have faith.

So the villagers easily accepted this miracle, welcomed them into the largest and most comfortable tent, and served them rich and luxurious meals.

The tent was filled with the smell of burning cow dung, but there was no peculiar smell. Instead, after smelling it for a long time, it had a scent of grass.

There were butter lamps lit on the table, emitting a faint fragrance.

The dinner is rich and has Tibetan characteristics.

It includes cold yak tongue, cordyceps stewed meat, baked buns, stewed sheep's head, lung noodles, hand-pulled lamb rice, beef soup with a lot of seasonings and flatbread, as well as butter tea, tsampa with brown sugar, etc.

It was almost like a banquet.

The fat man held the soft stewed sheep's trotter in one hand and gnawed on it.

There was still some noise outside. It was a group of herdsmen outside the yurt, singing and dancing around a fire and celebrating.

"Crack-!"

Yang An chatted with Fatty about the Harry Potter book he wrote.

The fat man asked him when he would write an oriental Harry Potter. Yang An laughed and said that it would not be magic anymore, and besides, writing down what they had experienced would be enough to be considered a masterpiece.

The blanket hanging at the door was lifted up, and a gust of cold air came into the tent.

Everyone in the room looked back.

It was discovered that the burly figure of the herdsman Ciji, also known as "Chuyi", appeared in the tent.

He was holding a large jar of highland barley wine in his hand, his eyes were bright, he glanced inside the tent, saw Yang An at a glance, and walked towards him quickly.

Without saying a word, his wild aura caused everyone in the room to talk.

Hu Bayi and Fatty immediately wanted to stand up and stand in front of Yang An and Shirley Yang.

"Is this auspicious?"

Uncle Zhaba, who was with Yang An and the others, was startled when he saw this and quickly stood up.

Unexpectedly, Chuyi took two steps forward.

He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Yang An, who was sitting in the first seat in the middle.

"???"

This situation was beyond everyone's expectations.

When Hu Bayi reacted, he jumped up and tried to help Chuyi up, but Chuyi waved his hand to refuse.

This Khamba man from northern Tibet had a face full of guilt and spoke a series of words loudly.

Unfortunately, it was all in Tibetan and Yang An could hardly understand.

Uncle Zhaba breathed a sigh of relief and turned to explain to the curious Yang An.

"Ci Ji said that he had misunderstood the distinguished guest. He had heard from Ge Ma that it was you who cured Ge Ma, which meant you saved his life. You are his greatest benefactor. He would like to ask you to forgive his impulsiveness this morning."

While speaking, Uncle Zhaba looked at Yang An with a hint of awe.

He knew clearly that the handsome and elegant young man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person but a man of great ability.

In the morning, he witnessed with his own eyes the miracle of how Gema, who was paralyzed in bed, regenerated his muscles and was able to stand up.

Yang An also guessed Chuyi's purpose and immediately said, "It's okay, it's just a small favor. Brother Ji, don't feel bad about it. If it were me, I might have misunderstood it too."

"As for curing Ge Ma, if you want to thank someone, then thank Hu Bayi. He asked me to help cure Ge Ma."

Yang An pointed at Hu Bayi and didn't take it seriously.

On the one hand, it was Hu Bayi's request and Ge Ma was also pitiful, and on the other hand, they still needed Chu Yi to lead them into the mountains. In the original book, Chu Yi was also a powerful man, and in the end he died together with the Wolf King.

worth to respect.

Since he is their tour guide in the future, he is one of Yang An’s own people, and he is always kind to his own people.

Uncle Zhaba nodded and said a few words to Chuyi, who was still kneeling on the ground and apologizing, roughly to the effect that he would not hold you responsible and that you should get up.

It can be seen that Chuyi finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up gratefully. The joy on his face was beyond words. Of course, he was happy for his sister.

Then he lifted up the jar next to him, which contained barley wine.

No need to say much, everyone drank and talked happily.

It was at this time that Yang An proposed to hire Chuyi as a guide to enter Karamir.

Chuyi said that if it were someone else he would definitely not agree. It was autumn now and going into the mountains in winter would undoubtedly be a way to death. However, his benefactor needed help, so he agreed without hesitation.

Yang An comforted Chuyi, telling him not to worry about this trip and that he would definitely be able to protect his safety.

Then we talked about the preparations before entering the mountains.

To enter Karamir from Gazebuqing, one needs to pass through an uninhabited area.

Chuyi wondered why Yang An and his group came with so little preparation. If they didn’t have enough equipment to go in, they might not be able to get out.

However, Yang An demonstrated that he could make something disappear out of thin air.

Chuyi's eyes widened, and then he never mentioned anything about equipment again.

In addition, the problem of weapons has also been solved.

The herders here have a lot of guns and ammunition in their homes, although they are all old and some were even seized from poachers.

But fortunately, they are all well maintained and can be used.

Yang An didn't want to bring these.

Once entering the no-man's land, it will be his world. The sky is high and the birds can fly freely, the sea is wide and the fish can jump freely. He can use his extraordinary power unscrupulously, so what is the use of guns?

But Lao Hu and Fatty couldn't resist their love for guns.

They both have old ideas. As the saying goes, if their thinking is not transformed sufficiently, nine oxen cannot pull them back.

I feel insecure without a gun.

After repeated persuasion from Fatty and Hu Bayi, Yang An finally succumbed to these two funny guys and agreed to let Fatty pick out a few long and short guns that had sufficient ammunition, were powerful and well-maintained.

The fat man happily took the lead in grabbing a US military-standard M1911 pistol, which was seized from a poacher before the first day of the new year.

Everyone decided to set off on the third day.

Yang An didn't realize how dangerous it was to go to the Karamir Mountains, but others didn't know.

They all felt that the situation was extremely dangerous, so Chuyi specifically requested that one day be set aside so that he could spend time with his family.

He also has a lovely daughter.

Seeing the cute little girl bringing him yak jerky and butter tea, Yang An thought secretly that he would definitely bring Chuyi back this time.

The next day.

Sunny weather.

Early in the morning, everyone was ready to set off, and Uncle Zhaba brought a group of herdsmen to see them off.

In the team, a pretty girl dressed in traditional Tibetan clothes stood at the front, holding several Hadas in her hands.

"Gema?" Hu Bayi was overjoyed. He looked at Yang An and walked forward to greet him.

"Brother Hu."

Gema, who was able to stand and walk normally, smiled shyly at Hu Bayi.

But his eyes frequently fell on Yang An, who was standing behind Hu Bayi, wearing mountaineering clothes, sunglasses on his forehead, and looked quite handsome.

Lao Hu is slow.

He was busy looking at Gema. To be honest, the current Gema was completely different from the Gema lying on the bed a few days ago.

"Body Regeneration"

Although it was only the first level, it also brought about a complete transformation for Gema.

Her skin becomes moist and smoother than that of the beauties in Jiangnan.

Her skin color also changed from the dark yellow of malnutrition to as white as an egg, and she became much taller. If she was an ugly duckling before, she has now become a beautiful white swan.

"I am offering Hada to Brother Hu and my benefactors~"

Seeing the surprised looks of Hu Bayi and Fatty, Ge Ma lowered his head embarrassedly and said.

When presenting Hada to Yang An, Ge Ma became visibly nervous.

She stared at Yang An with her lively eyes, with indescribable gratitude and excitement on her face.
"Thank you, benefactor. You are my greatest benefactor. May the Bodhisattva bless you to return safely. May you be blessed with good fortune and good health. I will definitely spend my whole life to repay you."

Ge Ma said this softly, but there was a lot of meaning in his words.
Yang An lowered his head and let Gema put the Hada on him, but unexpectedly, as soon as the Hada touched his neck, it seemed to be pulled and floated to the ground.

Ge Ma was shocked and tried again.

But after several attempts, it seemed impossible to put it on Yang An. This scene made the people around him marvel.

Yang An's smile froze, and he had no choice but to take the Hada and wear it himself, so that there was no sign of it slipping.

Uncle Zhaba laughed and said that Yang An was a man with great luck, and he couldn't say that this was a bad sign when he just set out.

But in fact
Yang An glanced at the side and could see Mu Ruo's pouting lips and his angry eyes glaring at Ge Ma.

Make people dumbfounded.

It was Mu Ding who repeatedly tore off the Hada that Ge Ma gave to Yang An.

This girl actually learned to be jealous
Yang An rubbed his nose imperceptibly and nodded to Gema, who obviously had some strange feelings for him.

His shared talents and abilities seemed to increase his charm, but it was impossible for Yang An to have any problems with Ge Ma.

So just pretend you don’t know and give up those little thoughts of Gema.

After Gema, whose smile had faded a little, stepped away, the group rode yaks and headed towards the no-man's land.

Watching Yang An and his group leave.

Uncle Zhaba stepped forward and patted Gema on the shoulder. "Gema, that noble man is obviously not someone we can approach. The fact that you can stand up is already a blessing from the Bodhisattva. Don't have too many unrealistic thoughts."

"I see"

Gema forced a smile, but looking at her depressed expression, it was obvious that she didn't take Uncle Zhaba's words to heart.

She took a deep breath, turned around, took her little niece's hand, and led her back.

"Aunt Gema, when will my father come back?" The little girl still had candy in her mouth, looking innocent.

"Soon, maybe he'll be back when the first snow falls."

"Can I still eat candy then?"

Ge Ma smiled when she heard this, her eyelashes curved, and she put her hand on her niece's head and rubbed it, "Of course you can, didn't you hear Uncle Hu say that he would take you to Lhasa to play?"

Leaving the nomadic village.

Head north and enter the uninhabited area.

There is no human habitation here, but it is a paradise for animals in nature and there are many wild animals.

The mountains stretch endlessly, and the snow-capped peaks are connected to the sky, making it almost impossible to tell whether they are snow-capped mountains or hungry clouds in the sky.

This time there were no extra porters, and the group moved like tourists climbing a mountain, more than twice as fast.

Except for Chuyi who brought a lot of food and tools, Yang An and the other three only carried mountaineering bags and hunting rifles.

Wait until you walk out of the village.

Yang An stored the food supplies into his internal world, which made things even easier.

"What is this ability of the Prophet Qula?"

Chuyi also knows some Chinese, but does not use it much and needs careful listening to be heard. He insists on calling Yang An "Que La", which means a wise man. In addition, Fatty has boasted that Yang An is a "prophet", so he got this name.

"Hey, you don't understand this, do you?" The fat man pretended to be serious, shaking his head and saying, "This is the Taoist magic in our area. What's it called? Yes, the universe in the palm of your hand!"

Don’t mention it, Chuyi almost took it seriously.

Looking at the fat man bragging, Hu Bayi was so upset that he simply walked over to Yang An and Shirley Yang.

"Little Master Yang, please don't mind."

"Nothing." Yang An smiled. He knew what Fatty was like. At this moment, he was looking at the map described in his memory.

Yang An saw this map when he was bored and browsing posts on Tieba in his previous life.

There is a big guy who directly made various tomb floor plans and character relationship tables for the original novel of Ghost Blows Out the Light.

Yang An just glanced at it quickly at the time and had long forgotten about it. During this period of time, his memory has greatly improved, and his memories are stored in the Soul Hall, which he can review at any time.

I also remembered the floor plan of the tomb, which I had only seen a few times.

"Leaving Gazebuqing, we can enter the mountainous area in about three days. There are countless ancient glaciers in it, but we only need to find the 'Bone Storage Valley' first, and then it will be easy to find the Kunlun Demon Kingdom's Demon Tower."

Yang Angang finished speaking.

A green light appeared beside him.

In the blink of an eye, a nimble, stunningly beautiful woman with emerald green hair appeared beside him.

Chuyi was startled.

"Hey, don't panic, Brother Ciji, he is also one of our companions." The fat man explained hurriedly.

Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi knew about the existence of Mu Ruo, but they kept silent about its origins and kept all the details about King Xian's tomb deep in their hearts.

"Fatty!" Seeing that the Fatty was still trying to brag, Hu Bayi glared at him.

"Hehe, anyway, just know that she is a very strong woman." The fat man shut up in time and said this to Chuyi.

Chuyi nodded thoughtfully. He was not curious at all. When the fat man asked, he just said calmly.

"I know that Prophet Quela is a person with great supernatural powers and a kind heart. I have been collecting herbs in the mountains with the monk Laba since I was a child. I have seen some strange things and heard some ancient legends. There is nothing to be surprised about."

Chuyi is now on Yang An's boat and certainly cannot get off. Yang An doesn't mind having an extra subordinate who is strong in combat, obedient, brave and righteous.

Now that you have demonstrated your magic, it is just a matter of showing more.

Yang An ignored the conversation between the two and turned to look at Mu Yu who was hugging his arm.

"Why did you show up?"

Mu Yu first glared at Chu Yi, then pointed to the snow-capped mountains and valleys in the distance and said in a soft and pleasant voice, "There is a very comfortable breath there. It's calling me."

Yang An raised an eyebrow, "Hmm?"

Mu Yu tried to organize her still limited words, "Maybe there are people like me."

(End of this chapter)