Legend of Ishi

Tengchong County, Gaoligong Mountain, China-Myanmar border in 2012.

A Mitsubishi Pajero off-road vehicle was parked on the busiest street in the county. The dark green striped body was covered with a thick layer of plaster. A discerning eye could tell that the vehicle had experienced a lot of bumps.However, imported off-road vehicles are regarded as high-end vehicles for running mountain roads in Yunnan, and they still attract the attention of many people.

When the car door was opened, a thin puff of smoke was raised, but the passengers alighted from the car made the villagers of this border town couldn't help secretly happy.

First, two men and a woman got out of the car, wearing the same style of jackets of different colors, opened the trunk and took out several black waist-style backpacks, which were slowly being equipped on their bodies.

The Tibetan driver wearing sunglasses also came down and asked in accented Chinese: "My house is near here. I will drive to rest at home tonight. I will pick you up tomorrow morning. Let's go directly to Pianma Port."

The tall, dark-faced man among the three of them was very straightforward: "Okay, let's pay half of the bill first, and remember to come here on time tomorrow."

Tibetans like straightforward Han people the most. It would be best if they can get some money early, and they won’t be afraid of his wife’s nagging when they go home. The driver Gong Po patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: “You Han people, what are you looking for? China-Myanmar Boundary Monument, I really don’t know what fun is. Next time I have a chance, I will invite you to my house, which is on the cliff beside the Nujiang River. There is also a hot spring. You can soak in the bath and watch the waves rushing. That is the real scenery. , enjoy it!"

The other man looked polite and looked like a scholar, and said to his companion with a smile: "Xiao Ma, quickly pay the money to Big Brother, don't delay others to go home."

Since the living conditions have improved in the past ten years and there have been more and more tourists in Yunnan, thoughtful locals have started this car rental business.Especially for those who have the capital to buy brand-name off-road vehicles, business is booming during the tourist season, and they often stay away for a month or two.Even if you go home, you can't rest for two days. If you take care of the car, you have to pull the next guest.

Having said that, the driver himself took a break from chatting and took a stack of renminbi handed over by Xiao Ma. Calculated at 800 a day, half of it would be nearly [-] yuan. It was really worth driving all the way.He nodded hastily, and greeted the acquaintances he knew in the county, and some people who owned an inn at home came up to ask the guests if they wanted to stay.

These few seem to be rich people, not those bitter backpackers.The driver Gongbu wanted to introduce business to his old acquaintance, Aunt Wangmo. The man who looked gentle and seemed to have made up his mind had no objections. He nodded to Aunt Wangmu without saying anything, which won the favor of these locals .

Zhu Jie, who was sitting on a small bench, was envious. His family also opened a small guest house. When this car drove into the street, he would just stare at the car and not blink.

In the past few years, donkey friends and hiking have become popular among Han people, and they don't know what they are.Zhujie climbed Gaoligong Mountain and grew up along the cliffs beside the Nujiang River. In his eyes, these Han people are really hypocritical. Since they like mountains and rivers, they take root. How can they play for ten days and a half months and feel tired? Just go back?

Last month, he managed to recruit a group of college students with great difficulty, but they didn't come to live in the hotel, but borrowed a piece of grass in front of their guest house to pitch a tent.

The standard room in Zhujie’s guest house is 100 yuan a day, and solar hot water is provided 24 hours a day, but these damn students would rather spend 50 yuan to buy a place to pitch a tent than live in a room, which made Zhujie curse secretly for several days.

Wealthy people are not encountered every day. Zhujie has seen bearded men walking all the way along the road, and there are groups of poor students who can't make up enough money to quarrel at the gate. The person who is said to have come from Bangzi Country, the cheapest Jinbei van, doesn’t know how this low-riding car drove all the way in without overturning halfway into the river.

He also knew the driver, who was Kampot in the neighboring village. Kampot was the first to do tourism business in this area, and now his family is worth hundreds of thousands.It is said that he has a good reputation on the donkey friend website. He has been out for more than half a month this time, and the people who get out of the car are definitely rich.

Zhujie was very excited, if the house had more guests, he might be able to save half the money for a computer this year, and then he could get a reputation on some donkey friend website.

As a result, before he could take a step, he was stopped by Grandpa Tsering Deji who was watching him.

"Zhujie, don't fight with Aunt Wangmu." The old man beat his own boy with the wooden stick in his hand.

Still not convinced, Zhujie replied that he wanted to buy a computer: "Eight out of ten times it's her home, so it's my turn."

Tsering Deji knew that he was a child, so he didn't bother to say: "You are not allowed to go, this group of people will cause trouble, please stay at home."

As he said that, he dragged his grandson into the house. Don't look at Tsering Deji's old age, his hands are not weak, Zhujie, a half-grown boy, couldn't break free.

You see others as a devil, and others see you as a devil.People in the mountains see the freshness of the people in the city, but there may not be hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the mountain people.

Tsering Deji also went to Burma with the expeditionary force before liberation. Although young people today have seen much more of the world than the older generation, Tsering Deji must be well-informed in terms of sharp vision .

"Fool," he patted Zhujie's head, "These people don't look like they're here to play."

Zhujie clutched the back of her head, not knowing what grandpa was talking about.

"Gaoligong Mountain is not easy to climb. These people didn't bring long metal sticks." Tsering Deji didn't know what to say about the trekking sticks: "Even if you go up for a walk, it's not easy. These rich people don't seem to be able to do it all the time." Like climbing a mountain."

Zhujie still insisted: "There are many trees on the mountain, just break a branch at will!"

Tsering Deji slapped it again, this Zhujie is too stupid, can't the little guy take a closer look: "What else are they missing?"

Only then did Zhujie look through the window carefully: "Oh, it seems that something is missing... There is no camera, so rich, how can anyone come out to play without taking pictures?"

This is a popular thing for Han people, and they like to hang it on their necks and shoulders to show off. The protruding lens is longer than their own prayer wheel. Zhujie knows that the longer the thing is, the more it is hanging around the neck. The more smug people are on their faces.Someone left one here half a year ago, but he never came back to get it. It is said that such a brick-like thing is worth tens of thousands.

"They will definitely come out after they settle down in a while. Don't go out at home," Tsering Deji waved to his grandson: "Go and scoop out the highland barley wine at the back, and sell it at the store at the street tomorrow."

Zhujie believed most of his grandfather's words in his heart, but when he thought about the computer he had been jealous of for several years, he was somewhat unwilling to give up, and perfunctoryly said, "Go right away! Go right away!"

While talking, he ran away, and opened the window to look out at the strange people in Grandpa's mouth.

They seemed to have reached an agreement with Aunt Wangmo, and they were pulling their luggage outside. In fact, there was not much in all, and even Zhujie felt that there was too little.

Then he saw a strange piece of "luggage". The short-haired woman in the two men and one woman helped out of the car and another woman who was wobbly and unable to stand still. Zhujie suddenly realized: there were four of them. ah.

Aunt Wangmu asked with concern: "What's wrong with this girl?"

Gonpo explained: "Altitude sickness, motion sickness, groggy all day long, it's nothing serious, they will take care of themselves."

Aunt Wangmu breathed a sigh of relief, and the gentle man smiled: "She is not in good health, we will go back after walking for a while."

Then he said to the short-haired woman, "Ajie, help Nana in."

Aunt Wangmu took another look. The girl had her eyes closed, her long hair was messy covering her face, her lips were a little pale, and her forehead was still a little sweaty, but her complexion was fine. She looked like a beautiful woman who came down from a snow mountain. .

But for some reason, she didn't dare to look too much, and when she noticed Aunt Wangmu's gaze, the gentle man said politely: "Auntie, just call me Lao Gu, and tell me if you have anything to do. It's up to you to take care of it."

Aunt Wangmu diverted her attention: "Does this girl want some medicine? Shall I buy it for you?"

Old Gu's eyes were filled with a thankful smile behind the rimless glasses: "Thank you so much, I'll buy two bottles of Rhodiola capsules, and let's bring a bag of plums."

"Hey" agreed, Aunt Wangmu felt that she was thinking too much, this group of people looked kind and cheerful, the money was well earned, she turned her head and asked her family to accommodate guests, and went out to find a store by herself went.

When Gu Beikun came out of the room, Ajie and Ma Zai heard the sound of the door opening next door, and immediately came out from the other room, and he greeted Ma Zai: "You and I go out to see the situation on the street. , Ajie and Nana's dinner will be packed and brought back."

Then he turned his gaze to Ajie: "You take care of Nana in my room, how many 'medicine' are left?"

Through the gap in the door behind Gu Beikun, Ajie saw Nana lying powerlessly on the bed. Her head was sunk in the pillow, and her long hair covered her face so she couldn't see clearly. Occasionally, her hands and feet would twitch abruptly, making her heart tremble with fear. Ajie felt a little chilly all over her body: "Shule is enough, and there are two tubes on number seven."

Gu Beikun sensed A Jie's gaze, and knew that Nana had suffered these past few days, but he didn't care about pity, the border was right in front of him, and the north side didn't know that he was going to flaunt his way out: "Tomorrow will be safe, don't delay .If something happens to her when we go out, you will prescribe the right medicine."

Ajie's throat is a bit bitter, symptoms?She knew what Gu Beikun meant, if the addiction developed, she would give him sleeping pills.If the addiction reaction is severe, in order not to disturb others, I will give an injection of No. [-] and let Nana settle down first.

This kind of creepy symptom is not much better than a terminal illness, and it will torture people until they die.

But after all, she belongs to Boss Gu, and Nana will do whatever he asks her to do.

The night in Tengchong was spent in the ravings of the unconscious woman on the bed. After the man came back, he stared at the person on the bed for most of the night, and then severely choked out the cigarette in his hand.