Chapter 28 Twenty-seven, Dading

Tang Monk Xuanzang: hello. In the past October, as the second module of an 18-month on-the-job training program, I was asked to walk for three and a half days a section of the road that you have traveled to learn from the West.This section of road should be the first section you took just after you left the border of the Tang Dynasty, from Kumbum Monastery in Guazhou, Gansu to Liugong City, and then to Baidunzi. The broken line is 112 kilometers away. It is said that your name was Mo He at that time Yanqi, Black Gobi, Yardang, desert, saline-alkali land, hills and other terrains are all available.No accident, the weather has been bad. After the sun sets, it is still cold in three layers, and a lot of feces are hidden in the warm rectum. It is too cold outside, and I don’t want to be pulled out. I force it, and it sticks out and nods. He shrank back alive and well.After the sun came out, I started sweating after walking two steps. There was no water for washing in the wild for four days. After four days, I returned to the civilized world. I slowly tore off my underwear and underwear like changing dressing for a wound. The sweat base snaked around my body like a zebra crossing.Regardless of whether the sun sets or rises, the wind is always there, at seven or eight levels, rolling up fine sand and gravel, slapping the face, hitting the waist, and sealing the external auditory canal.When urinating wildly before going to bed, the wind is particularly strong. If you urinate against the wind, you will urinate on yourself;I underestimated the enemy and didn’t bring hiking shoes. On the second day of walking, I wore jogging shoes and stepped into the soft soil nest next to the camel grass. During the whole process, on the last day, the knees could not be bent at all, and the up and down slopes of ten meters were torture.

These three and a half days created many firsts in my life, and, I think, these firsts may also be the last in my life: such as not reading a page of a book for four consecutive days, such as not reading a page for four consecutive days One tooth, for example, sleeping side by side with the same middle-aged man for four consecutive days in a two-square-meter tent. The idea of ​​taking this Xuanzang road came from a serious black fat man.He knows more about backcountry walking than everyone else combined, such as how to use GPS and walkie-talkies and water bladders, how to get directions, how to adjust breathing, how to avoid blisters, and so on.His equipment is better than ours, the hat is more sun-shaded and ventilated than ours, the underwear is faster-drying and insulated than ours, the GPS battery lasts longer than ours, and so on.He just walked slowly, very slowly, slower and slower. I passed him with my lame leg and kicked him with my non-lame leg. Kick him.We have always concluded that after the fat man becomes black and serious, he becomes more aggressive.

It is not that there are no beautiful moments during walking. In fact, these moments become extremely beautiful because of the hardship of walking. For example, after losing direction, I could barely recognize the footprints and ruts, walked over, and when I was about to lose confidence, I persisted for a while, and suddenly saw the red flag on the top of the mountain ahead.For example, a small group of six or seven people, running for three hours, fell down on a shady hillside and rested for five minutes. The mountain wind blows through the crotch, the air is soft, and the body feels beautiful. Brothers are pure, and life and death are like stones under the crotch. It is ordinary and practical, you can sit on it, or you can pat your butt and leave it.For example, walk eight hours a day, arrive at the camp 30 to 50 minutes in advance of the large group, set up the tent in advance, dry the sleeping bag on the tent, open the clothes, soak through the sweat, drink a cup of hot Cynomorium tea, and the sun is by your side inch by inch fall.For example, at night, the lights in the camp were off, the wind eased for a while, and I climbed out of the tent, the Milky Way traversed the sky, and the stars near the skyline were frighteningly large and shockingly bright.

In such an environment, walking, resting, and walking again, I suddenly understood that you always encounter ghosts and ghosts, but in fact, those are not ghosts and ghosts.Demons are all kinds of bad weather and unlucky terrain, goblins are all kinds of women who touch your bumps in dreams, you just walk along the way. Just walk along the way. In the specific process of walking, once the legs are opened, after walking for a while, I don’t think about anything, I don’t want all kinds of suffering, I don’t want all kinds of happiness, I just walk.Let's go, I didn't expect to take out the camera that I brought with me for thousands of miles, and I don't need my mobile phone that I usually look at every five minutes.Walking, there are fewer and fewer things in my mind, gradually I can't hear the wind, I can't feel the sunshine, and what I can think about and what I can't think about are like bubbles bursting.Walking, the soul gradually leaves the body, watching the legs moving, watching the legs standing on the soul, stepping on the clouds, moving forward lightly, the body seems to have no physical limit.This kind of "fixed" character born from gradual subtraction while walking is the biggest harvest of my walking.

Many times, choosing means giving up, and swaying after choosing means waste.Now that you have met, you have chosen, you have decided, you have done it, you will persevere and be patient, you will not shy away from hard work, you will go through all hardships, and your mission will be accomplished.To be silly, to be confused, to be simple and optimistic is a higher level of wisdom. There is a sentence in your translation: "There is no obstacle in the heart, no obstacle, no fear, and stay away from upside-down dreams." Before I read it when I was a child, I gave myself a nine-character mantra from the rivers and lakes, which is 100% consistent with this sentence. Eighty: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, shameless".

On our second day of walking, we crossed a highway.Near the toll booth, there is a melon stall selling dried melons.Those who buy dried melons get free melons.We bought dried melons, ate fresh melons, and when we were about to hit the road, the serious black fat man with rich equipment and theories stepped out of the horizon far away.The melon seller looked at him from a distance and said, "You idiots walking around like you, this year is the third time, and you still pay and leave. If you give me money, I won't leave." Have you walked through Mohe Yanqi in the early Tang Dynasty and seen this simple, honest and sunny girl?

Goodbye Feng Tang