Hunters in Hoh Xil
by Xu Guangshun
About This Novel
In the no-man's land of Hoh Xil, between the sky and the earth, there is a cluster of colorful flowers flying through the morning fog. The cluster of flowers was getting closer and closer... And with the sound of "tap-tat-tat"... A rapid sound of horse hooves, the audience finally saw clearly a fierce Tibetan hunter holding a whip and riding a strong dappled horse galloping on the top of the grass. This man has a thick beard, long flowing hair, long Tibetan boots, a fork gun on his back, and hares and snow chickens hanging on the saddle. Subtitles: Hunter No one knows his name. Narrator: "No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, saints who travel through Hoh Xil to Lhasa for pilgrimage can always see a fierce hunter riding a light gray piebald horse wandering in the desert, heading towards the snow in the north of Tibet, and staying at the source of the Yellow River.
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