Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

After sleeping for a night, the altitude sickness didn't seem to be so serious after I got up the next day, but the hangover is still very frustrating. This state certainly cannot go to the Grand Canyon or Pudacuo as originally planned.

When he was looking for places to go, the restaurant owner brought a few hikers to find him, and as soon as he entered the door, he gave a warm hug to the four of Yang Zhao, Zhao Yinfeng, He Li, and Meng Su (these four and him Fighting wine is the most powerful), and then said: "Go, follow me, this is the weekend, there is a rally in Napahai, go and play with us!"

"But..." Yang Zhao smiled and looked at Tao Zhuo, who was still pale.

"Altitude sickness? It's okay! Bring medicine and oxygen cylinders and watch it next to you. It's a grassland. Let's race horses. Let them eat, drink and have fun next to them. They won't be tired!" the boss shouted boldly.

There are horse races, barbecues, and Tibetan gatherings...

What are you waiting for!

Ling Qingyu jumped up and shouted: "Go! We must go!"

The group of people drove to the Napahai Grassland, following the owner of the restaurant and the inn, and the trekkers who came with the owner of the racecourse with the wind.

Napa Lake is actually a seasonal lake. At this time, the rainy season is not here and the water level is not high, but the vast Yila grassland next to it is the most beautiful time.

The grassland is full of flowers, surrounded by snow-capped mountains in the distance, the blue hillsides are dotted with dotted village houses, and the curling smoke wafts out of the traces of leisure in the wind. The cattle and horses on the grassland are scattered in a leisurely and primitive scenery.

The motorcade traversed the grassland, and the restaurant owner shouted and drove the yak directly through the herd. After walking for ten minutes, the leisurely area on the grassland was replaced by the noise.

It was a sea of ​​joy, and the tents of all colors were more conspicuous than the flowers. The early crowds had already taken out the household items, barbecue grills, bonfires, horses, and the dark faces of Tibetans in colorful national costumes. With a simple and cheerful smile, he laughed loudly. Although the weather is still a bit cold, those tall and handsome Khampa guys are mostly **** and only tie their Tibetan robes around their waists. Their sturdy figure, healthy complexion, and the bold and unrestrained enthusiasm against their faces make a few A woman can't even see it.

Until Tao Zhuo whispered quietly: "I heard that the strongest and most capable man in the world is the Kangba guy. I heard that they can do it all night..."

Then the women were dragged back by their respective men, turned their faces and turned their eyes to themselves, trying to make me look more handsome than them.

The owner of the restaurant and the owner of the inn also brought the tent. The horse team of the owner of the racecourse had already arrived. The crowd found an open space, set up their tent, and set up a grill outside. Just when they were ready, they heard a sound. Cheers, the sound of strings rang, and there was a dance near the campfire in the middle.

The Khampa guy who pulled the string sang a song that agitated the sky, and the Tibetan girls in bright costumes waved their colorful sleeves and danced in a colorful and passionate dance.

As the crowd gathered, more Kangba guys joined the ranks of La Xianzi, and the vigorous and high voices formed an exciting harmony, and as more and more people joined the dance ranks, the whole grassland was noisy. stand up.

All the people here dance, and the horse teams over there have their top riders riding horses and performing various stunts. Standing upside down, picking up objects, riding backwards, changing horses, the riders pinched their heads to each other, and the movements were more difficult than one. Under the accompaniment of the fast-paced sings of the strings, people were enthusiastic and screamed.

The owner of the racecourse found Meng Su and asked him if he would like to play too. Meng Su looked itchy and wanted to agree. Instead, thinking of the trouble caused by the battle drum, he prepared to decline with regret.

"Meng Su! Go!" Ling Qingyu said with bright eyes: "It's okay, there are no tourists here!"

Meng Su's equestrian skills are really not so good, and he also likes horses. I remember that during the sandstorm, after his big dark horse had an accident, he even specially gave that Matthew a tomb.

"Go!" Yang Zhao also nodded.

"Come on, big brother! Let them see what we are capable of!" Fang Fang and Dong Ting shouted while pulling their necks.

"Then I'm going to play?" Meng Su smiled and looked at Ling Qingyu. Seeing her nodded violently, she took off her coat and flew onto the horse brought by the owner of the racecourse.

The horse he had ridden before, although it was only two hours, he had already developed a tacit understanding. After a little familiarity, with his legs clamped, he joined the ranks of the fight.

This party was originally a gathering of locals, and there were very few outsiders. Now, seeing a Han man join in on horseback, the people next to him laughed kindly, and the rider kindly reminded that this is not a joke, one is not careful. Will get hurt.

I just laughed when I saw the Han who didn’t lose to them in stature and strong, neither in appearance nor in appearance, as if they merged with the horse, tumbling upright, sitting backwards, up and down, changing between left and right, flowing smoothly. Harmony, and that horse speed is faster than theirs, I feel loudly applauded.

"Damn!" Fang Fang wiped his eyes, and asked Ying Shisan in a low voice, "Brother, what else can you guys not do?"

Ying Thirteen smiled and glanced at him, without making a sound. Only after getting to know that these two goods are only twenty-two years old. They are a pure hair child, and they are addicted to gambling and playing with women. Ying Thirteen simply suspects that they are not. Parents, is there anyone who indulges his own son so much? Are Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun normal?

Towards noon, the singing and dancing of the competition stopped temporarily, and the barbecue grills in front of all the houses gave out a strong fragrance.

Those who come to this kind of party are all guests. You can go to any tent to eat and drink, and you will also welcome anyone to come and taste the food. Being praised by others is the greatest satisfaction.

All the tents were filled with laughter and laughter.

The owner of the restaurant takes up the convenience of his career. The raw materials he brings are rich. The shadow thirteen’s car comes with its own grill. Put the rack on it and distribute most of the raw materials of the restaurant owner.

When the aroma came together, the restaurant owner rushed over.

Here let Ying Thirteen and the others stay behind, and Ling Qingyu had moved Zhou Ziqing's rice bowl to go out and wander around early. As soon as they left, naturally, there would be men who raised their defenses to the first level of combat readiness.

Tibetans are hospitable, as long as you pass by his tent, you will greet loudly: Come in for some food and drink this cup!

After walking around, the women ate all kinds of delicious and unpalatable special foods, and the men...

Tao Zhuo, the ostrich, is almost drunk again...

The three of them looked at Yan Sanyan and Qi Zhao Yinfeng sadly, brother! If you don't bring this, you three really only care about your own women! Are we brothers? Brother!

After dinner, people who were full of food and drink gathered on both sides of the track, and the highlight of the afternoon began.

race!

It's just a self-organized horse race. There are not many rules, and there is no group competition. Hundreds of horses and the knights stand on the starting line, and the sound will start together, and the flag that ran to a few dozen kilometers away will return in a circle.

During the meal, the owner of the racecourse murmured with Meng Su, Yang Zhaohe, and Zhao Yinfeng. The four were already good horses. The best racer of the racecourse owner happened to be sick and absent. They hit it off, and the four raced in the name of the racecourse owner.

After the riders were all assembled, Ling Qingyu learned from the people around that this horse race can be bet on, so what else is there to say, it is naturally to suppress his own man!

Ten thousand for each of four people.

The costumed audience squeezed both sides of the starting line with flowers in full bloom. After the passionate music rang, there was a shotgun sound. Accompanied by the loud shouts of the men, a horse ran out of the starting line, and the horses hooves were deafening and dusty. In the middle, the wind galloped away.

The horses ran up, and the off-road vehicle that was acting as the referee also drove out, back and forth for dozens of miles. Although cheating is a shame that Kangba guys absolutely cannot tolerate, supervision is still required.

After dozens of miles, it took an hour to go back and forth. The audience spread out on the grassland again, took out mats and spread them on the grass, put butter tea snacks on them, and lay on the mats to have a picnic in the sun.

Tao Zhuo ostrich directly slept on the mat to Dongxi, rested and sobered up.

A few women wanted to go out again, restlessly. There were many beautiful Tibetan girls and young boys at the party. The appearance made a few people's heart itchy, so they wanted to take photos with them.

As soon as Ling Qingyu suggested, Yan San directly suppressed her on the mat, hugged her in her arms, and said: "Don't toss too much, save some energy to play tomorrow."

Are you going to take a photo with the little girl or those guys who wear less muscles than them in such a cold day...

Not tolerant of loneliness, the Trekkers started a game, and Yan Qi and Ying Shisan Yepo Cheng Jia also opened a game, letting Ling Qingyu watch them.

It can only be seen that it can't be taken, and it is naturally uncomfortable. Anyway, they can't go out. The four women opened a game of their own.

Then, there was another scene on the noisy and lively grassland.

Four women with blank notes on their faces.

The Tibetans are hospitable, knowing that the four Han people who participated in the race are also with them, so many people came to chat and watch their gameplay. They were even more curious about the four women with blank papers on their faces. They are here. Become the most lively group.

People came without going to see them, Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong hurriedly collected the cards from the game and picked them up, looking for a group photo with the beautifully dressed Tibetans.

The Tibetans are friendly and hospitable. I saw that these four girls with blank papers came to stroll around at noon. They were kind to take photos with them and talk lively. An aunt who was praised for her beautiful clothes had to take off her clothes directly. Give them those beautiful and brightly colored jewelry.

Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong are very greedy for those beautiful Tibetan clothes and jewelry, but they must not be taken for nothing. When they were turning back, the sound of horseshoes came through the distance.

The riders are back.

A crowd of people waited no longer to care about others, and flocked to the end to watch.