Volume 629 The Simplicity of a Tibetan Girl~ 4500 Will Be Updated

The first scene and the last scene of this film have nothing to do with Qin Guan.

Because this is only one-sided, showing the indifference and cruelty of no man's land, the plot fragment that needs to be expressed by the film's contrasting technique.

Director Lu Chuan wants to shoot the most authentic segment of the most traditional celestial burial that will soon disappear in Tibetan areas.

Sky burial is a traditional funeral method of some Tibetan or Mongolian ethnic minorities. In the hearts of those people, they have always believed in the immortality of the soul and reincarnation. Death is nothing but the separation of the immortal soul from the old body.

They use dead skins to feed the bearded vultures, which is the most honorable donation here, embodying the highest state of Mahayana Buddhism paramita...sacrificing one's life.

Director Lu Chuan's machine was set up very quickly. In this plateau environment, the photographer was originally a job that relied on physical strength, but it was much more difficult at this time and place.

Many strong men, just a basic shooting with a machine on their shoulders, will be panting heavily due to lack of oxygen.

Qin Guan, who just came to the plateau, was not much better. He suddenly admired these people who lived in the original ecology of the plateau. They are so lean and capable, but with the purest and most simple light in their eyes.

Before Qin Guan made a few funny faces at the crowd of curious Tibetan children, Lu Chuan's celestial burial documentary over there had already started his recording gear.

Sacrifice, killing, the vultures in the sky, flying in this sky without natural enemies, are cruel and shocking.

The monks beside the corpse spoke a language that Qin Guan could not understand, but after more and more of these large birds with curved beaks gathered and began to eat, they sang more solemnly.

Qin Guan only felt that he had never seen anything more primitive than this in his life, and his stomach, which was still hungry because of the rush, lost his appetite in an instant.

"Well, you shoot, I feel dizzy..."

These will be edited out, such a real shooting is no longer a matter of film level restrictions. This kind of black brutal indifference is the most commonly used expression in some Japanese movies.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly gentle Lu Chuan turned out to be a perverted murderer.

Thinking of this, Qin Guan shuddered, but saw Zhao Xueying, the only woman among the three professional actors in this film, staring blankly at a huge mosquito on her arm sucking her blood.

"What are you doing? Why don't you fight?"

Qin Wang, who was on the side, was itching for her.

"The Tibetans here said that everything in the world has its own life trajectory, and every life is precious, and we must cherish it."

"So, here, I can't harm its life."

director! Where did you find such a Madonna? Believe everything others say, didn't you see a little carrot head wearing broken sneakers and two snot-nosed heads next to him, peeing and pouring ants?

There are a lot of mosquitoes and flies here, because the bloody smell of sky burial makes this place a holy place for these mosquitoes to eat.

According to what the Holy Mother, Ms. Zhao, said, people here have to go in and out with a bag on their heads every day.

Qin Guan, who rolled his eyes, shook his head helplessly, for he had grown a handsome face, but his IQ hadn't grown at all.

Qin Guan, who had just complained about returning to the rest area of ​​the crew, was immediately healed by the Qinghai snacks brought over by the logistics staff because of the return of the biggest star in the crew.

Just right, I've lost my appetite, let's have some snacks!

Come have a cup of salty and sweet milk tea, made with square bricks and brewed with yak milk, with a unique mellow aroma that melts in his mouth.

Sure enough, such a thing should be enjoyed in the native land where it was created, in order to be truly authentic.

After half a cup of thick and mellow milk fragrance, several girls with slightly red cheeks who had been waiting for a long time, with the simplicity and shyness of the plateau, handed them the gift of the most beautiful person they have ever seen in their life.

"Kaymak, Kaymak..."

"For me?" Qin Guan gently nodded his nose, and the most daring girl on the other side nodded, but ran away quickly after Qin Guan showed the most foul smile.

The Tibetan boys on the side rolled their eyes at Qin Guan. Sitting on the adobe, they had never seen such a flirtatious man.

What Qin Guan took over was the simplest straw woven plate, with a few pieces of yellowish milk leather with large pores inside, lying quietly in it.

This is a precious food that Tibetans cannot easily make. Eight catties of fresh milk can make one catty of crisp milk skin. Only when guests come to the house, the hosts will take out such food to entertain.

Looking at the young men who were disgusted around him, seeing this attractive food with a sweet and milky smell, Qin Guan knew it was a good thing after swallowing his saliva.

After looking around, he returned to his 'luxury' adobe house, and poured the milk skin from the small plate into the food packaging bag he prepared.

It should be a good choice to take a sip when you are tired from filming.

Before Qin Guan, the chicken thief, could finish laughing, Sister Xue's howl came from the door: "Ouch! Qin Guan, Director Lu Chuan is calling you."

"Hey, Qin Guan, I shouldn't have agreed to you to film this scene, hey, I'm going to be out of breath..."

"Hey, Qin Guan, you have to work hard after filming! Your sister Xue needs to rest!"

These are all routines!

With that angry voice and flushed face, it’s enough to just say that you are afraid of hardships, and you didn’t say that you must go to no-man’s land, right?

Because this is a movie that reflects the harshness of poaching and Tibetans' spontaneous protection of animals, it is possible to encounter any danger in that vast reserve, even encountering a real poaching team.

"Sister Xue, don't howl. Director Lu Chuan won't drag you down in order to go into battle lightly, so you can rest assured to guard the rear for me!"

"Ah bah! Who is holding back!"

Look, isn't this quite capable?

Qin Guan, who responded, knew that the director had finished shooting the shots he needed after he walked out of the camp, which meant that his trip to Hoh Xil had officially begun.

Five jeeps, followed by several large trucks of supplies, officially kicked off the most arduous journey.

The Gobi is endless, there are no trees, only the horizon that meets the sky, and the winding mountain road, although bumpy and bumpy, is the safest road section for the crew to shoot.

Because if we continue, those sudden mountain pits, landslides, and quicksand, just like the weather that will change if it changes, will scare everyone passing by the same way.

No one, no one, no one, only the first scene started by the crew who reached the edge.

"Smuggling Tibetan antelope... the first scene of the movie, ready to shoot!" (To be continued.)