The first and last scenes of the film had nothing to do with Qin Guan.
Because this was only a one-sided scene that showed the coldness and cruelty of the No Man's Land. It was a scene that the movie needed to express.
Lu Chuan wanted to shoot the most authentic part of the traditional sky burial, which was about to disappear in Tibet.
Sky burial was a traditional way of burial for Tibetans and Mongolians. They believed in the immortality of the soul and the reincarnation cycle. Death was just the separation of the immortal soul from the old body.
They fed the vultures with their dead bodies, which was the most honorable way of giving alms. It reflected the highest realm of Mahayana Buddhism, which was self-sacrifice.
Lu Chuan set up his machine quickly. In the highland environment, the cameraman had to rely on his physical strength, which made it even more difficult for him.
Many burly men, who were just carrying a machine and walking around, were already panting heavily because of the lack of oxygen.
Qin Guan, who had just arrived at the highland, was no better. He suddenly admired the people living in the highland. They were lean and capable, but their eyes were pure and simple.
Before Qin Guan could make a face at the curious Tibetan children, Lu Chuan's "Sky Burial Documentary" had started recording.
Sacrifices, killings, vultures in the sky, in this part of the sky where there were no natural enemies, flew cruelly and shockingly.
The monks around the corpses were speaking in a language Qin Guan didn't understand. As more and more large birds with hooked beaks gathered and started to eat, they sang more solemnly.
Qin Guan had never seen anything more primitive in his life. His stomach, which had been rumbling with hunger, suddenly lost its appetite.
"Hey, you guys, I'm dizzy …"
The film will be edited out. It's not a matter of quality anymore. This kind of dark cruelty and indifference is the most commonly used expression in some Japanese movies.
Qin Guan had never expected that Lu Chuan would be a psychopathic killer.
Qin Guan shivered at the thought. Zhao Xueying, the only female actor in the film, was staring blankly at a huge mosquito sucking her blood from her arm.
"What are you doing? Why aren't you fighting? "
Qin Guan felt ticklish for her.
"The Tibetan people here said that everything in the world has its own trajectory of life. Every life is precious and we must cherish it."
"So, here, I can't harm its life."
Director! Where did you find such a Virgin Mary? You believe everything others say. Don't you see the little radish head wearing a pair of worn out sneakers with two lines of snot hanging from his nose peeing on the ants?
There were a lot of mosquitoes and flies here. Due to the bloody smell of Heaven's Burial, this place had become a sacred place for these mosquitoes to eat.
According to the saintly Miss Zhao, the people here had to go in and out with a bag on their head every day.
Rolling his eyes, Qin Guan shook his head helplessly. What a waste of a pretty face! Her IQ has gone down the drain.
As soon as he returned to the rest area, he was immediately comforted by the Qinghai snacks served to him by the support staff, who were very attentive to the return of the biggest star of the crew.
Great, I've lost my appetite. Let's have some snacks!
A cup of salty and sweet milk tea, brewed with yak milk, with a unique mellow fragrance, melted in his mouth.
As expected, this kind of thing should be enjoyed in the homeland where it was created. Only then would it be truly authentic.
After drinking half a cup of rich milk fragrance, the girls who had been waiting for a long time with slightly blushing faces handed the most beautiful person they had ever seen in their life a gift with the simple shyness of the plateau.
"Khaimak, Khaimak …"
"For me?" Qin Guan tapped the tip of his nose. The bold girl nodded at him and ran away quickly with a wicked smile on her face.
The Tibetan boys rolled their eyes at him. They had never seen such a showy man before.
Qin Guan took a simple straw plate with several pieces of yellowish milk skin on it. The milk skin lay quietly on the plate.
This was a precious food that the Tibetans could not easily make. Eight catties of fresh milk could only be made into one catty of crispy milk skin. Only when there were guests in the house would the host take out such food to entertain them.
Qin Guan swallowed his saliva as he looked at the tempting food, which smelled like milk. He knew it was good stuff. Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia
He looked around and returned to his luxurious house. Then he poured the milk skin on the plate into a bag he had prepared for himself.
It would be a good choice to have some when I'm tired.
Before he could finish laughing, Sister Xue's cry came from the door, "Ouch! "Qin Guan, Lu Chuan is calling you!"
"Qin Guan, I shouldn't have agreed. I'm out of breath..."
"Come on, Qin Guan! You have to work hard! Sister Xue needs to rest! "
That's a trick!
That kind of high-spirited voice and that kind of glowing face. Wouldn't it be better to just say that you're afraid of hardships? He didn't say that you have to follow us to no man's land, did he?
Because this was a film that reflected the cruelty of poaching, as well as the Tibetan people's voluntary protection of animals, it was possible to encounter any kind of danger in the vast reserve, even if it was a real poaching team.
"Stop howling, Sister Xue. Director Lu Chuan wants to travel light. He won't drag us down. Just take care of the rear for me."
"Nonsense! Who's dragging us down? "
Look, isn't he quite capable?
By the time he walked out of the camp, he knew that the director had finished filming. His journey in Kekexili had officially begun.
Five Jeeps with a few trucks of supplies behind them officially kicked off the most arduous journey.
The Gobi Desert stretched as far as the eye could see. There were no trees, only the horizon. The winding mountain road was bumpy and bumpy, but it was the safest part of the film crew.
Because if they continued, the sudden appearance of the pits, landslides, and quicksand would frighten everyone who passed by, just like the weather that could change at any moment.
There was no one around. The crew had just arrived at the edge of the desert and started the first scene.
"Smuggled Tibetan antelope wool... Get ready for the first scene!"
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