When I first came in, I saw that there were no withered branches or vines in the stone forest, and I thought that the altitude was too high and crops could not grow. Now I know that they were killed by the wind.
The wind, like needles of varying thickness, whistles and whispers, passing through the stone caves of all sizes, producing melodies that are sometimes sobbing, sometimes low, sometimes sharp, sometimes soft, sometimes gentle… Even the finest musical instruments in the world could not produce such varied and captivating tunes.
The wind blew for more than fifteen minutes before stopping. After waiting a while longer and confirming that it was safe, Zuo Ling flashed out of the space.
I ran quickly in the direction she had come from, glancing towards the yurt area as I ran. In the distance, I saw people looking this way.
Judging from his build, he was probably a Tibetan man, and he was likely checking on her to make sure she was alright.
Her arrival was sudden, so it's perfectly normal for people to be wary of her. There was mutual indifference; neither had an obligation to bear the burden of another's life or death.
Zuo Ling flew away, circling several times in the air before leaving.
She wanted to memorize the surrounding terrain clearly. The reasons the old man had given indicated that ordinary people couldn't get up here. Once she found Pei Nansheng and Xiao Hao, she could come here and live an undisturbed life, which would be quite nice.
Fearing they might forget, they used the helicopter's built-in video recording function to capture the surrounding scenery.
Several people ran out from the yurt area; they were all people Zuo Ling had just met, including an old man and a Tibetan man.
Unable to discern their expressions, Zuo Ling pulled the plane up and roared away.
The sky was a clear, cloudless blue, and soaring through it brought a sense of peace to my heart.
A golden light enveloped a snow-capped mountain peak, while more than forty smaller peaks seemed to revere it like stars surrounding the moon.
Without any prompting, three words popped into Zuo Ling's mind: Mount Everest!
The red light suddenly flashed, the dashboard spun wildly, and the alarm blared.
Zuo Ling's piloting skills were only enough to get the plane moving; she didn't have Pei Nansheng's level. Without thinking too much, she flashed into the space with the plane.
The red light remained on, the dashboard was off-limits, I wiped the sweat from my brow, still shaken. Damn it, heaven knows what just happened.
Looking out from there, the sky was dazzlingly blue, the wind was calm and there was nothing amiss. Could it be that the magnetic field was acting up?
Zuo Ling didn't want to go out for the time being, so she simply looked for information about Mount Everest in the downloaded materials.
Mount Everest has two base camps, Rongbuk Monastery, and a small village called Tashizong, totaling four places that provide living assistance to mountaineering enthusiasts. I don't know what their current status is.
Pei Nansheng will likely come from the northern or eastern route. Zuo Ling should first rule out the western base camp and the small village of Zaxizong.
Rongbuk Monastery on the northern route and Gama Valley Base Camp on the eastern route were Pei Nansheng's first choices.
The Gama Valley is over 100 kilometers long, while Rongbuk Monastery is only 20 kilometers from the summit of Mount Zhuma.
The Gama Valley is too large, so Zuo Ling set his sights on Rongbuk Monastery.
With Pei Nansheng's intelligence, if he can't find her in Gama Valley, he will definitely come to Rongbuk Monastery. She just needs to wait.
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