The breeze blew through the artemisia on the roadside, through the half-open window, into the car. After the rain last night, the fragrance of the soil was blowing.

We walked north along the route to Xining.

I saw the Gelug monk who had been in peace in Dazha Temple, and passed by the Sibusha Hot Spring and the former residence of the 10th Panchen Lama Erdeni Quejijianzan.

Along the way, we have already experienced many exotic customs, including some experiences about Tibetan Buddhism.

"Although they are both branches of Tibetan Buddhism, I always feel that what we watch along the way seems to be different from what we are performing on TV." I said.

Liu Sa lay on the mattress on the RV and played games: "The Tibetan Buddhism here is a meditative monk or a bitter Zen monk who came from Tibet.

Although they retain most of the customs of Tibetan Buddhism, there are still differences in nature.”

“What’s the difference?”

Liu Sa turned his head and showed eight white teeth and smiled, "It's not as mysterious as Tibetan Buddhism."

"What's the reason?" I muttered.

Now it’s Erpang who drives, and it’s my turn when I arrive in Qinghai.

The car suddenly stopped as I walked, and I asked Erpang what was wrong.

He said the car seemed to be out of gas.

I said something wrong. We just added fuel twenty kilometers ago, how could it be so fast?

Maybe the car broke down.

Senior Liu Sa from the upper bunk was dissatisfied: "How is it possible? The cars I chose were all good cars that could be modified after the track run. How could it break down?"

"I'll get out of the car and take a look." Erpang untied his seat belt and jumped out of the car.

I also walked out of the co-pilot, took out a warning sign from the car and placed it behind.

Now we are almost at Riyue Mountain. Walking forward is Riyue Mountain, the river flows down, and then the famous Qinghai Lake.

There is no gas station for a few kilometers around. The biggest disadvantage of this kind of RV is its huge size and cannot be pushed.

Erpang opened the hood and inspected the fuel tank of the car, and found that the oil mark on the fuel tank scale had dropped to the lowest level.

If you don't discover it in time, the tank will be burned soon.

The so-called burning of the cylinder means that there is no oil in the fuel tank, and the car will only wear away the engine cylinder emptyly.

It’s like you haven’t eaten all day and there is no food in your stomach. At this time, you will feel stomach pain because there is nothing to digest in your stomach, so it can only wear down your stomach wall.

If we don't discover it in time, the engine of our car will be scrapped here.

"This is too weird. We just added the oil. Could it be that a little mouse steals oil and eat it?" Erpang closed the hood and lit a cigarette, "What should I do now?"

At this time, the monk got out of the car: "Amitabha, let's see the little monk now."

I said, "What are you doing?"

"The little monk will take some oil."

"Brother, what we lack is gasoline, not peanut oil. You have the best use to beg for alms..." I can no longer complain about these people.

At this time, a car was parked next to us.

The car window rolled down and it was a young man who was older than me: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah. Our car has no gas."

"Oh, I have a spare fuel tank here, wait for me."

As he said that, the car parked in front of us, then walked down two young men, one man and one woman. The man moved a box of gasoline from the trunk of the car, and it was exactly the oil number that matched our car.

"Thank you, brother." I thanked them and paid them for the fee.

The man said, "No, no, we are here to travel. Where are you going?"

"We are going to go to the Riyue Mountain. I heard that the scenery there is good."

"Oh! So, let's go along the way!"

I didn't want to agree, after all, our trip was not for travel. It would be better if they found that there was a coma Shang Qingyun in the car.

But it is difficult to refuse the kindness. If you refuse too much, it will always arouse the other party's suspicion.

So I had to accept it and walk with it.

"It's your first time to come! I'll tell you, I've walked this road twice. Once I walked, I broke down here. This road is very strange. For some reason, it consumes very fast fuel."

Our two cars chatted through the windows.

"Then how did you solve it?"

"Hey, it's also good luck. An archaeological team passed by and helped us a while.

At that time, someone in the car was chatting with me, and this time I wanted to see him."

"Oh?" I thought to myself that the archaeological team would not be Yu Rumeng and others, right? That person would not be Li Yong, right?

It's not that coincidental, right? No? No?

"Speaking of this, we are also here to find someone. We want to go to Tibet, and someone introduced us to come here to find a guide..."

"Yo? It's a coincidence. My friend is also a great guide! If I don't mind, can I recommend it?"

I spoke carefully: "Is his name Li Yong..."

"Yes!"

piuliang~ It's really amazing that the world is so big.

The other party obviously realized: "He is also what you are looking for?"

"Well, we are from the scientific expedition team. We are going to Tibet to investigate a recently discovered monument and introduced us to the Sichuan Archaeological Institute Yuru Meng." I made up a lies I heard from the past.

"It's so coincidental, so coincidental! I also know Brother You. It seems that we are really a destined encounter, shake hands."

I saw him reaching out of the window and driving with one hand, and said ashamed: "No, no, you are driving. Driving is not standardized, and relatives are crying."

"However, I just heard you say that cars often break down on this road?"

"Yes, this road is very weird. No matter what kind of car, the fuel tank will evaporate in an instant when walking here, so I prepared several boxes of oil before coming."

"Why is this?" I murmured.

"I don't know. By the way, you are not a scientific expedition team. You can come here to study it later. I used to like to watch science, and maybe one day I can watch you on TV.

Oh, by the way, have you participated in that show? I have always wanted to ask, is that the one who walks in a ghost, really the wooden board has been disrepaired for so long?"

When we heard that we were in the scientific expedition team, the big brother started talking.

I could only answer him in ambiguous way.

He kept talking to us along the way. The car drove fast and the wind was strong, so he kept shouting loudly, and his voice became hoarse in the end.

"Brother, you can rest for a while..."

"Hey, I finally met someone who is close to me, so I like to talk a little more."

I said, "Are you taking your family out for a trip?"

"Well, behind it is my son and daughter."

I can't see clearly what the person sitting in the back of the car looks like, but I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell you about other people's housework.

Finally, we stopped in Riyue Mountain and prepared to walk to Daotang River.

When he got off the bus, the monk Leke said, "You go, the little monk left the guard to guard the Taoist priest."

"You won't go?" I asked.

The monk Leque smiled: "I don't like to join in the fun."

"Don't you like to join in the fun?"

"After all, this place is the territory of Tibetan Buddhism. The little monk, a monk from Mount Wutai, is not convenient for him to come forward."

I also saw that he really didn't want to go, so I had to say, "Okay, okay, then we'll leave, leave the car keys for you."

"By bye ~"

"I'm begging you..." I seemed to have said this once.

Erpang, Liu Sa and Ah Hui, I walked towards Sun and Moon Mountain together with my elder brother, sister-in-law and his two children.

On the way, I found that his family didn't seem to be very talkative, especially his children, who didn't look like children who were traveling at all, and they didn't feel excited at all.

On the contrary, it seemed like I didn't do well in the exam and was in a bad mood, and I always had a gloomy face.

The boy wore a baseball cap, with the brim covering his face. He always lowered his head when walking and pulled the brim with his hands.

The girl had long hair and thick bangs covered her eyes. The girl snatched a little bit more than the boy, and she said a few words to me.

In her words, her brother is more introverted and follows his mother.

I can see this.

But this girl couldn't say she was following her dad. After all, this big brother was too talkative, and I couldn't keep up with his speaking speed.
To be continued...