Chapter 21 Section 5 Blue Sky Piercing White Spear

The emergency call bell in the elevator seemed to have lost its function, and there was no response after several presses. Try shouting in the elevator: "Come here! Help!" There was no response from outside. Turn on the phone, bring a little light, and there is still a signal in the phone. After thinking about it, I could only call Rao Xueman. "I'm stuck in the elevator," I said. "That's your karma." She replied lightly. "Hey!" Rao Xueman made a phone call to the hotel counter, and someone came to the elevator door. "Is there anyone inside?" The people outside knocked lightly on the elevator door.

"There is now," I said, "but it may become a ghost after a while." "Be patient a little longer, we are urgently generating electricity." Twenty minutes later, the elevator doors opened. I stepped out of the elevator, and the Tibetan girl at the counter gave me an apologetic smile. The Living Buddha reminded me to have kind thoughts in my heart anytime and anywhere, so I didn't complain. I just said, "Om Mani Padme Hum." He called Rao Xueman again and thanked her for her help. "We will arrive at Linzhi tomorrow." She said, "There is still space in the car, let's go together."

I said hello and went outside to eat something to fill my stomach. After dinner, I went back to the hotel. I didn't dare to take the elevator, so I had to climb the stairs to go back to my room. Early the next morning, I waited for Xuemantuan's minibus to pick me up at the entrance of the hotel with my luggage. "Good morning." The Tibetan girl at the counter smiled. "Om Mani Padme Hum," I said. "That's a six-character mantra, not a greeting," she said. "You are persistent." I smiled. "Where are you going?" she asked. "Linzhi." I said.

"That's the place with the best climate in Tibet." "Won't there be a power outage there?" She smiled, with a slightly embarrassed expression on her face. "I'm just kidding." I smiled too. "Is that the diamond knot?" She suddenly pointed to my chest and asked. "Yeah." I said, "The Living Buddha of Jokhang Temple beat me." "Then you must be able to see Nanga Bawa Peak." She said. Just when I was about to ask what Namjagbarwa Peak was, the car just arrived. In Tibet in winter, the temperature quickly drops below zero after nightfall, and it is still very cold after the sun comes out.

It doesn't feel warm until after two o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as I got in the car, I found that the mineral water left in the car was one-third full and had frozen. The ice puddles that can be seen everywhere along the road also witnessed the coldness of the night. It is about 400 kilometers from Lhasa to Linzhi, and the Sichuan-Tibet Highway is the most beautiful and dangerous road. Along the way, pass the former residences of Dazi and Songtsan Gampo - Mozhu Gongka, Gongbu Jiangda and so on. The car is always coiled among the mountains, and the appearance of the mountains is different, sometimes like a white-haired old man;

Sometimes it looks like a pilgrim wearing a gray-green Tibetan robe; sometimes it looks like a proud knight. The car took a rest at the Mira Mountain Pass at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters. It is still a deep and clear blue sky, and the nearby mountains are covered with snow. The entire mountain pass is covered by blue, white, red, green, and yellow colorful prayer flags, a sea of ​​flags. The prayer flags flutter in the wind, and it is said that every flutter means chanting sutras. On this windy Mira Pass, I may have heard the chanting tens of thousands of times. In order to reduce the risk of breaking down in the long-distance car, the air conditioner was not turned on in the car.

Therefore, even though he was sitting in the car, he was still fully armed, and his scarf and gloves were not removed. When I got out of the car for lunch at noon, I was still wearing gloves to hold the chopsticks, and I felt a little clumsy. It looks like a foreigner just learning to eat with chopsticks. After walking for ten hours, they arrived at Bayi Town, the capital of Linzhi District, where they stayed overnight. This is an emerging modern city, the city appearance is obviously different from Lhasa, and the climate is much warmer. After I had dinner, I walked the streets for a while, gradually feeling tired from the exhaustion of traveling and traveling,

Then I went back to the hotel and got into bed to sleep. Woke up early the next day, walked out of the hotel after breakfast, and there were some white clouds floating on the surrounding mountains. This was my fifth day in Tibet, and it was the first time I saw white clouds in the blue sky. Nyingchi really deserves the title of "Tibet's Jiangnan". The climate is much more humid. The average altitude is "only" 3,000 meters. A Jeep four-wheel-drive off-road vehicle was parked outside the hotel, and a young man stood beside it. I heard him sigh and mutter, "One degree below zero."

"It's a good book," I said. He hesitated slightly, then smiled and said, "That's right." I chatted with him by the side of the car, he looked only in his 20s, young and handsome. He said his name was Han Han, he was a racing driver, and he drove here from Chengdu along the Sichuan-Tibet Highway. I have been staying in Nyingchi for three days, but I haven't seen the appearance of Nanga Bawa Peak clearly. "Nanga Bawa Peak?" This is the second time I have heard this name. Namjagbarwa is the fifteenth highest peak in the world, with an altitude of 7782 meters.

In 2005, "China National Geographic" magazine selected it as the first of the ten most beautiful mountains in China. The reason for such a selection result is mainly due to its invisibility. The air humidity at the location of Namjagbarwa is high, so the clouds are low, so the visibility is very low. It is often said that Mount Everest is only admired by the world for 29 days a year. But the number of days when you can clearly see the whole picture of Mount Namjagbarwa is less than that of Mount Everest. "Two days ago, I only saw the hazy figure of Nanga Bawa Peak." Han Han said with a sigh,

"I just heard that it is one degree below zero on Sejila Mountain, and the air is humid. It may snow. Then It is even more difficult to see Nanga Bawa Peak. " I remembered what the Tibetan girl said yesterday when I left Lhasa, and said: "Don't worry. You can definitely see Nanga Bawa Peak today." "Why?" Han Han was puzzled. I pointed to the vajra knot on my chest and told him about meeting the Living Buddha of the Jokhang Temple. "Can you go see Nanga Bawa Peak with me?" Han Han asked. "Why not." I said. Han Han was very happy, invited me into the car, and we set off. The car began to climb Sejila Mountain, and on the way over Sejila Mountain, you can overlook Namjagbarwa Peak. At the beginning, the mountain was still surrounded by clouds and mist, but after climbing for a while, the clouds seemed to dissipate a little. We chatted while admiring the beautiful scenery around us, and we were in a good mood. Suddenly, Han Han yelled, then parked the car beside the road, opened the door and ran out. I also left the car, only to see a snow-white mountain suddenly standing in front of me. That is Namjagbarwa Peak. There is a vertical drop of more than 4,000 meters between Namjagbarwa Peak and where I am standing. For those looking up, this visual shock is very strong, Therefore, I can better feel the so-called height and steepness of the mountain. It was about 11 o'clock in the morning, the blue sky was pure blue without any white clouds, and the air was clean. The whole picture of Namjagbarwa Peak is unobstructed and undisguised. "It's worth it! It's worth it!" Han Han was very excited, "It's worth the crash." Han Han screamed and jumped, took out the tripod from the car, and desperately took pictures. I quietly experienced this visual shock, as if a certain part of my body had floated towards Namjagbarwa Peak. I suddenly remembered the phrase "the blue sky stabs the white spear". Not far away, a pilgrim was bowing three steps at a time, prostrating his head along the road and descending from the mountain. This way of kowtowing along the way around the sacred mountain in my heart should be the so-called "turning around the mountain". When he passed me, I took a look, and he looked like a Han Chinese. When he didn't know how many thousands or tens of thousands of times he got up from crawling on the ground, his movements suddenly stopped. "Is that the Vajra Knot?" His face turned towards me. I nodded. Han Han also seemed to be curious about the pilgrim, so he came over to ask. This pilgrim is called Lu Jinbo, and he is a publisher in the Mainland. After arriving in Tibet a year ago, I was deeply moved by the Tibetans kowtowing, and I also started kowtowing. In the past year, we have turned around the sacred mountain and turned the water around the holy lake, praying for the land and the world. Lu Jinbo was very interested in the Vajra Knot, so I briefly told him what the Living Buddha of the Jokhang Temple had said. "Do you know what Namcha Bawa means in Tibetan?" Lu Jinbo asked. "I don't know." Han Han and I shook our heads at the same time. "Nanga Bawa means the spear that pierces the blue sky." "Ah?" I was very surprised, and couldn't help turning my head to look at Nanga Bawa Peak again. I suddenly realized that this should be "Blue Sky Piercing White Spear". "Then what about the withered willow covered in gold?" I asked. "I don't know either." Lu Jinbo shook his head and said, "But half a year ago I was in Shigatse When visiting the Tashilhunpo Monastery, I was impressed by the plateau willows outside the temple. " I memorized the name Tashilhunpo Monastery and planned to go there. "Can you please bless me?" Lu Jinbo said. "Tashi Dele." I clasped my hands together. "thanks." After Lu Jinbo nodded, he turned around and continued bowing three steps at a time, and kowtowed down the mountain. "Remember to pay the author's royalties on time!" Han Han shouted at his back. Han Han realized his wish to visit Nanga Bawa Peak, and wanted to go west to Lhasa, and invited me to go with him. I thought that Rao Xueman and the others would stay in Nyingchi for three days, so I decided to go back to Lhasa with Han Han. Along the way, I occasionally saw Tibetans kowtowing along the road. On the stretching mountain road, Their figures seem lonely, but they are huge in my eyes. Both Han Han and I felt that this was the most moving scene we have seen in Tibet. After all, Han Han is a racing driver, and the journey back to Lhasa will be much faster. When I closed my eyes and rested, the scene of Namjagbarwa came to my mind. The car suddenly bumped violently, and I opened my eyes. "The road is being built here." Han Han said. Looking around, I found that it was a project of the Water Resources Bureau, like building a power plant. At first he didn't care, and closed his eyes again, but the white spear in his head suddenly pierced the blue sky. I see. The water in the upper reaches of Tibet's rivers often comes from snowmelt, and the winter is cold and the amount of snowmelt is small. Moreover, the rainfall in Tibet in winter is much less than that in summer, so the water level of rivers is very low in winter. Tibet mainly relies on hydroelectric power generation. In winter, the water level is low and the water volume is low, so the power generation is naturally smaller; But because the heating must be turned on frequently in winter, the power consumption is greater than in summer. This shows that Tibet's power generation capacity in winter is not enough, so it is necessary to build a power plant quickly. It also explained why I encountered power outages every day in Lhasa this time. I seemed to understand something, and seemed to start to worry about something. However, hydropower is clean energy and will not pollute the environment, so you should be assured. But I still felt faintly uneasy. Back to Lhasa at 8:30 in the evening, the night view of the Potala Palace is very dazzling. We found a Sichuan restaurant (in fact, almost all inland dishes in Tibet are Sichuan cuisine) to eat spicy pot. When I was 80% full, the waiter came over and said: "There will be a power outage in ten minutes, can you please pay the bill first?" Han Han thinks it's exaggerated, but I'm no longer surprised by it. Han Han is young and agile, and he can take out his wallet much faster than me. Because he is good at making money and handsome, if he is not allowed to treat him, his life will be shortened. The Living Buddha reminded me to have kind thoughts in my heart, so I let him treat me with compassion. I suggested that Han Han go to the other side of Lhasa to find a restaurant. "Why?" he asked. "If my guess is correct, Lhasa will take turns to cut off the power." I said. Sure enough, we found a restaurant in an area where there was no power outage, and after saying goodnight to each other, Then he went into the room to rest. Although I can sleep with the heating on, I have some insomnia instead.