Sister, you miss me

"Boss, sorry!"

Qin Zhong's sudden visit left Nie Kangtian at a loss, but he could deceive the people of the world, but he had to tell Qin Zhong truthfully.

Qin Zhong held on to Nie Kangtian, who wanted to kneel down. He was irritated for no reason, and scolded: "You are a general anyway, but I am a dead man without nationality. Why are you still crying?"

"Boss, listen to me."

Next, how did Nie Kangtian meet Yang Feng, how to absorb him into the Excalibur Game, how his daughter was stunned by Yang Feng, how to match the two young people together, etc., etc., one by one.

"Speaking of the important point, okay?" Qin Zhong interrupted impatiently.

"It's also my fault for thinking about it and rashly entering. On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, Xiaofeng invited Xiao Feng to come over for dinner. During the dinner, he forced him to accept the heirloom of the Heavenly Sword." Nie Kangtian shook his head, "After the meal, Xiaoqing confessed that he was rejected. Xiao Feng wants to return the sword, and the unruly Xiao Qing drew the sword and injured Xiao Feng."

Qin Zhong was shocked and stepped back and said, "Where did it hurt?"

Nie Kangtian cried bitterly, "Half of his forearm has been cut off!"

"What happened to Xiaofengren?" Qin Zhong couldn't help holding his fist.

"Later he ran away and met a mortal enemy, a master..."

"He's still alive!" Qin Zhong closed his eyes, but he didn't notice the trembling of his voice. He only felt that his back was cold and sweaty.

"Alive, alive, just..."

"speak!"

"It's just that the arm couldn't be connected, and the person hid."

Qin Zhong sighed: "Among the few children, Xiao Feng is the only one who has a hard life. Since childhood, he has not been able to live a comfortable life, and now he is disabled again..."

"Boss, as long as you say a word, I will kill that evil animal." Nie Kangtian said with red eyes. The evil animal in his mouth was of course his daughter Nie Qing.

"To be killed, you should have done it long ago!"

Nie Kang said nothing of himself.

Qin Zhong sighed: "This is his fate. The children's affairs should be solved by the children themselves."

"Boss, please rest assured, I will definitely give Xiao Feng an explanation." Nie Kangtian vowed.

Qin Zhong shook his head: "I just want to know where Xiao Feng has gone? Is it because you have so many resources in your hands, or there is no clue?"

"The eye of the sky only caught it once, and then there was no trace."

"Take me there, I need the highest authority."

"Okay, boss, follow me."

At this time, Nie Kangtian shouted "Stop" and Qin Zhong saw the unruly daughter in Nie Kangtian's mouth, a beautiful and energetic girl.

But at this moment, the girl bit her thick lips, her eyes flushed with redness.

"Call someone, this is Dad's boss, Xiao Feng's father."

Although his father was a little bit awkward, Nie Qing understood that the handsome middle-aged man with white hair and a long shirt in front of him was Yang Feng's father.

Xiao Feng is so good-looking, it turns out that he got his father's inheritance!

"What's the shock?"

"Oh, good father Yang."

Nie Kangtian wanted to correct, but Qin Zhong stopped him. He looked at Nie Qing and said, "As an adult, you should bear the consequences for everything you do. Have you ever thought about how to end this matter?"

As a result, Nie Qing said something that irritated Nie Kangtian's nose, "It's a big deal to give him a baby."

...

In the Guoan headquarters, Nie Kangtian entered and exited like no one, even with Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong retrieved all possible related videos, but unfortunately, only one shot of Yang Feng's back, and only for a moment.

"Where does this road lead?"

"Freight West Station."

Qin Zhong's eyes lit up and he unfolded a map of the whole country. Using this railway station as the origin and time as the radius, he drew circles on the map, and finally closed his eyes.

"Boss, where could Xiao Feng go?"

"Far in the sky, close in front of you."

"what……"

"You don't have to worry about it, I'm responsible for finding him." Qin Zhong took two steps, then stopped and said, "The child should be disciplined slowly and don't rush for a while."

"Boss..."

In the dim eyes of tears, where is Qin Zhong's figure.

...

Originally, Yang Feng looked like an ascetic monk, but now he shaved his head, put on a monk's clothes, and then turned the prayer cylinder, adding the dark oil stains on his face, it was almost fake.

During the special training of the Excalibur Bureau, Tibetan, Mongolian, and Uighur languages ​​were all instilled.I have to say that Yang Feng has a certain talent for language, and he can use Tibetan for daily ordinary communication.

However, firstly because of his throat, secondly, he heard that there was a closed mantra, so he decided to practice.

I bought a walking stick, a bag of beef jerky, a bag of mutton jerky, a sheepskin sac filled with mare's milk wine, and Yang Feng walked to the Rongbuk Monastery.

Ascetic monks, of course, must do ascetic.

Eat some dried meat when you are hungry, drink some mare cumin when you are thirsty, and sit and rest when you are tired.

That's right, it is just an illusion that he will still be hungry and thirsty.

There are ascetic monks similar to him along the way. They are worthy of the name, but compared with his cottage, each of them has chapped lips, withered and skinny faces, and walks quite embarrassed, and he can no longer suffer.

Could it be that that is the true essence of asceticism.

The road is winding upwards, with twists and turns, and this road leads directly to the mountain climbing camp.

The altitude gradually increased, but he only felt suffocated once on the train, and now he can't find it.

The thin air and low oxygen content are the main causes of altitude sickness, but Yang Feng has no such problem.

In the night, the deserted wilderness, the low and clear starry sky, and the gray snow peaks of the Himalayas in the distance are another stunning beauty.

After all day and night, Yang Feng arrived at Rongbuk Monastery in the early morning of the next day.

As the morning sun rises, Mount Everest is like a golden pyramid with clouds and mist on the top of the tower.

There were many people around me, all skin tones, and couldn't help crying when they saw the beauty in front of them.

Yang Feng walked aside, and there was an introduction of Rongbuk Temple on one wall.

Rongbuk Monastery is the highest temple in the world. The monks and nuns practice together (not double repair. Part of the temple is actually in Nepal.

Yang Feng had never thought of conquering the highest mountain in the world before. After all, four thousand people have successfully climbed to the summit, which is of little significance.So little is known about it, and today is an eye-opener.

The guide on the side was explaining to a group of climbers, and Yang Feng pricked his ears.

It turns out that there are two ways to go, one starts from Rongbuk Monastery and the other starts from Nepal. Sherpas are natural climbers. Many people need Sherpa's assistance to reach the summit, but not all.

It usually takes four to seven days to reach the summit of 8848, depending on the weather.

Usually the average cost per person is about 200,000, which are all open and transparent.

The boarding permit costs nearly 10,000 yuan, and various equipment, such as clothes, shoes, hats, oxygen cylinders, oxygen masks, climbing ropes, sleeping bags, etc., are all expensive.

There are insurance premiums, as well as the costs of guide companies, as well as the costs of hiring Sherpas, as well as tents, toilets, meals, etc.

For the Chinese, it is a life-threatening journey with a dangerous future at the price of a mid-range car.

The guide said three terrifying numbers.There will be a 17-level storm at the top of the peak, a low temperature of minus 70 degrees Celsius, and a mortality rate of over 10%.

The guide also said that the time record for climbing the peak has been broken time and time again. At present, the fastest is a young man who was only 26 years old when he reached the peak. He spent more than eight hours.

Speaking of this, the guide also used the mobile phone to play the fallen corpses along the way, saying: "Even though insurance is purchased, I don't need to say more about the danger of climbing the mountain, but I should add that unfortunately, no one will collect the corpses for you. "

Yang Feng thought to himself that the guide company was bad enough to collect money and scare people with these things.

"Climbing Mount Everest is to challenge yourself, you have already put your life and death aside, and talk less nonsense!"

"It's all spent 200,000, so you can't retreat at this time!"

"We are so well prepared and have experienced Sherpas. It's absolutely fine."

The climbers talked about each other, some regarded death as home, and some were determined to relax.

In the end, the ten-person team set off as scheduled. Among them, there were two young girls, one familiar.

The guide was led by the same Sherpa, everyone was fully armed, carrying oxygen cylinders, climbing ropes, and climbing picks. At the end, the two Sherpas carried more than one oxygen cylinder on their backs, of course they were for the climbers. .

Sherpas are not only guides, but also part-time porters. Even if they don't carry things, they need to pay 50,000 yuan for a round trip.

of course.This money is also earned with fate, so I can't envy it.

Mountain climbing actually needed a permit, and it was so expensive, Yang Feng shook his head, he didn't plan to do that.However, the temperature above is a problem. He doesn't know whether his body can resist without the protection of any warm clothing.

At this point, Yang Feng still had no plans to swipe his card, so he would definitely reveal his whereabouts, so he decided to take a step by step.

After reading the weather forecast, Yang Feng decided to go up the mountain at night, so it should be easy to pass the checkpoint.

Can you break the record of climbing for more than eight hours?Yang Feng was eager to try.

During the day, he wandered around the temple in this costume, but nobody paid him any attention.

After eating something, leaning on the pagoda to bask in the sun, I fell asleep unknowingly, and finally awakened to the evening bell in the temple.

As night fell, half a round of ice flakes hung in the dark blue sky like a bright moon.

Yang Feng passed the level easily, holding his only equipment-a walking stick, and climbing upwards.

Strictly speaking, there is also a turban.

He had already known that he hadn't shaved his baldness, and he regretted it.

...

An Airbus flying from the northern capital slowly landed at Lhasa Airport. A middle-aged man with white hair and white robe was almost the last to get off the plane, but he was obviously in first class. The stewardess remembered him when checking the boarding pass. The name "li"ngguorong", there is no way, his temperament is too special, it is unforgettable, not more than a grade than the star master of "The God of Cookery" and "Kung Fu".

The middle-aged man is of course Qin Zhong, and Liang Guorong is just one of his many identities.

Relying on an almost weird intuition, Qin Zhong came to Lhasa at the first stop, and then took a taxi to Rongbuk Monastery.