Mountain God
Xia Zhitang was learning from the ranch hostess how to use a spindle to twist yak hair into thread, but she couldn't control the strength.
Lin Jingming, who was sitting on a mat drinking tea and chatting with the guide and Tibetan Abala, smiled as he watched Xia Zhitang seriously twisting the shapeless wool yarn.
They have been here for three days and filmed the herders shearing yak hair and separating the hair with wooden combs. Xia Zhitang has even started learning to spin wool.
There was no sign of the wild yaks that usually arrived at this time, and they were also learning to wait.
After Lin Jingming and the camera crew drank "three sips and one cup" together, the ranch owner Wang Dui became completely familiar with them.
Taking advantage of the good daylight, Wangdui took out his six-string guitar in between his busy work and played a Tibetan folk song for the guests who came from afar.
The camera crew was surrounding him to take pictures, while Lin Jingming and Xia Zhitang were sitting in the distance watching the monitor.
The blue sky, the cotton-white clouds, the snow-capped mountains, and the long-haired yaks on the fresh green grass are like a black sea of flowers.
As Wangdui was singing, the sound of the guitar suddenly became disordered. He threw away the guitar, took out his Wuerduo and ran towards the hillside.
Lin Jingming and Xia Zhitang also stood up. Wangdui suddenly turned around and signaled them to be quiet.
"Use a telephoto lens to follow." Lin Jingming held the camera team in check, "Fly an aerial camera."
Xia Zhitang took out two pairs of mini telescopes from her bag and handed one to Lin Jingming.
She set up the telescope and saw a Pojiao yak appear on the distant hillside. This was the Pojiao yak whose genes were integrated into the Wangdui family's body.
Although Pojiao's injured thigh makes his walking unsightly, he is still a tall and mighty yak.
Unlike the fierce wild yak that had previously broken into the herdsman’s home, Pojiao’s eyes were gentle and wise.
There are obvious scratches on the high corner of its left side, which are the result of struggle. Perhaps they are the same as the injuries on its feet, which are the result of battle.
Wangdui slowly approached the wild yak. It stood still at the foot of the slope with vigilance until Wangdui spoke and it recognized him, then it gave up its fighting posture.
The man and the cow slowly walked back at a relatively safe distance.
Pojiao skillfully crossed the iron fence of the pasture to its thigh and stepped into the prosperous pasture.
Although the foot of the slope is a little damaged, it is still a huge beast that no bull dares to challenge compared to domestic bulls.
During the filming of the interview, Wangdui sat on the grass, gazing at the foot of the slope patrolling his territory in the distance. He slowly began, "More than a decade ago, there was an exceptionally cold winter. Many people froze to death, including many yaks. We had no choice but to go to the village to the south to buy new cattle. You know, we couldn't survive without them."
Wangdui controlled his sadness and spoke slowly before continuing, "But the new cows often get sick, and we're helpless. Thanks to Tangla Yaxiu, Pojiao appeared." He looked at Pojiao, who lay leisurely on the grass. "He was injured. Ahba La felt sorry for him and said that in such a cold winter, people and cows die. Perhaps his appearance here was the guidance of the Nyainqentanglha Mountain God."
Wangdui couldn't help but pick up the prayer wheel and spin it a few times to calm his excitement. "After it recovers, it and the cow give birth to a strong calf. It can be sold at a very high price."
After the shoot, Lin Jingming stood on the hillside, looking at the leisurely herd of cattle in the distance, and suddenly said, "Do you want to go find the mountain god?"
Xia Zhitang turned to look at Lin Jingming: "Looking for the myths and legends about yaks or going into the mountains?"
"Both." He raised his hands to frame the picturesque snow-capped mountains in the distance. "There, you can see the yaks in their most primitive form. From these fragments of time, you can glimpse the shock of the Tibetans conquering the yaks."
He suddenly turned around and looked at Xia Zhitang, his eyes shining like stars: "They are tougher than humans. That is a place where humans cannot survive for long."
Xia Zhitang felt a slight stir in his heart, and unconsciously lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze: "That needs to be carefully planned. We need a guide, a pharmacist for safety reasons, and we also need to check commercial insurance quotes."
She subconsciously stroked the ring around her neck and said, "Lao Lin, we have to be mentally prepared for not being able to film anything."
Lin Jingming took out his phone and made two calls: "There are still one or two months before the wild yak migration. First, we need to do wilderness survival training, and the filming team also needs to be rearranged."
"Okay, but first we have to take a week off to promote 'The Echo of the Blue Luan'."
"Sister!" Gu Zian stood up excitedly in the VIP waiting room and waved to Xia Zhitang.
Lin Jingming, who was following behind Xia Zhitang, nodded slightly to Gu Zian and greeted him, then walked away tactfully.
"I've been transferred out for three days." Gu Zian took Xia Zhitang's luggage bag and said, "Shall we go eat roast duck tonight?"
"Okay, I have some homemade cheese and yak jerky in my bag. I also brought some cordyceps flowers and saffron for your dad."
Gu Zian ate cheese while chatting with Xia Zhitang.
His sister got tanned, but she looked more lively than before...
It was Lin Jingming. Gu Zian narrowed his eyes. His sister had specially chosen to transit in Chengdu, but he happened to come along.
Amidst thunderous cheers, Gu Zian and Lin Jingming were giving a roadshow presentation in the audience, while Xia Zhitang was sitting backstage arranging matters in Tibet.
"Why don't you go on stage with them?" Cheng Shubai dragged a stool and sat down next to Xia Zhitang.
"No need." Xia Zhitang casually pulled out the budget sheet he needed to show Cheng Shubai. "Old Lin said he wanted to go into the mountains. Here's the latest budget sheet."
Cheng Shubai took the laptop and asked, "So expensive?"
"Safety is the priority. There are wolves over there."
"Old Lin is determined to go in?" Cheng Shubai looked at the oxygen cylinders, climbing equipment, professional training funds, first aid medicine, and insurance costs, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. "Is this exciting for your first documentary?"
"He's been suppressing himself for so long, and finally found what he really wants to shoot."
"Are you just going along with him in his madness?" Cheng Shubai was a little confused about Xia Zhitang.
"No, that's not called accompanying him. This is what I want to do." Xia Zhitang did not think that her choice was because of Lin Jingming. When she married her late husband, she had thought about escaping from the film and television industry, but fate pushed her back to her current path.
"'The Blue Luan Tribulation' was about revenge, 'The Blue Luan Echo' was about helping Zi'an, and the yak documentary was something I wanted to do myself."
Gu Zian and Lin Jingming returned to the backstage at some point and happened to hear what Xia Zhitang said.
"Sister, I..." Gu Zian felt a little guilty. He never thought that Xia Zhitang took on "The Echo of the Blue Luan" because of him.
"Helping you is also helping myself." Xia Zhitang was worried that Gu Zian might have wild thoughts, so he said directly, "I am willing to work hard for our future."
"Teacher Gu, please come over and touch up your makeup." The staff member shouted at the door.
"Zi'an, let's talk when we get home tonight." Xia Zhitang felt that now was not a good time to have a heart-to-heart talk.
Gu Zian walked away, looking back three times.
"It's so good now. I can just do what makes me happy and feel comfortable." Lin Jingming casually dragged a chair and sat next to Xia Zhitang.
"I haven't approved the budget for going into the mountains yet." Cheng Shubai looked at their network of relationships, which was more tangled than a twist of dough, and couldn't help feeling chest tightness, shortness of breath and difficulty breathing.
Oh my God, why can't he ever forgive the three of them?
"We still have ample budget. We only need a cameraman and a lighting technician for the interview, and I'll take care of the sound recording with another camera." In order to spend money wisely, Xia Zhitang and Lin Jingming try to do what they can themselves.
"Do you really need to be so frugal?" Cheng Shubai felt that he wasn't that stingy. "I'll list you two in the production credits."
"There are so many places to spend money! Save when you should and spend when you should." Xia Zhitang didn't think there was anything wrong with this. It was not like he couldn't do it.
"That's right, the money saved can be used to shoot two more events!" Lin Jingming has become stingy since he became the boss.
"You have to ensure the quality of the filming." Cheng Shubai had already been led astray by the two of them and had forgotten that he wanted to persuade them not to take risks in the first place.
"Don't worry, I'm watching." Lin Jingming patted his chest and assured.
In the hotel, Gu Zian touched Xia Zhitang's rough face, pressed her on the bed and put a facial mask on her.
The moisturizing and cooling mask was quickly absorbed, and Xia Zhitang realized that the condition of his face was indeed a little bad.
"Bring two boxes back when the time comes." Gu Zian helped her add some essence to the dry mask. "Sister, don't make me worry."
They would video chat for a while every day whenever they were free, and Xia Zhitang would also send him some interesting short videos. Through these videos, Gu Zian also learned that Xia Zhitang's life in Tibet could be described as simple to difficult.
"Yeah, it's a little drier over there." Xia Zhitang didn't want to have a conflict with Gu Zian on this issue at all, so he could only go along with what he said.
"Sister, Mr. Cheng said you were going into the mountains?" Gu Zian couldn't help but bring up the thing he disliked the most.
"Not necessarily. Do the wilderness survival training first, and then go if you pass." Xia Zhitang subconsciously did not say anything definite.
"There are wolves in the wild, there are no toilets, we have to sleep in tents, it is easy to lack oxygen on the plateau, and wild yaks are aggressive." Gu Zian listed a series of real problems facing him in one breath.
Xia Zhitang took off the mask and threw it into the trash can: "I'll try it first. If it doesn't work, I won't go."
"What if it works?" Gu Zian's voice trembled a little. "That's the polar region. If you're not careful, you could die."
"We'll do a safety assessment." Xia Zhitang wrapped Gu Zian's clenched fist. "We won't be out in the wild forever, just a few days."
"You absolutely have to go?" Gu Zian waved Xia Zhitang's hand away. "There are so many subjects you could film, why did you choose something so dangerous?"
"Perhaps this is the guidance of the mountain god." Xia Zhitang's mind flashed with the image of a wild buffalo rushing to the human pasture to rescue the yak calf. Wangdui recalled the piety he felt when he first met Pojiao.
"Mountain God?" Gu Zian didn't understand why Xia Zhitang suddenly came here.
She sorted out the stories of Wangdui and Pojiao and told them to Gu Zian.
"Sister, this is a coincidence."
"But I want to go."
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