Chapter Twenty-Six: The Nobel Prize Smashes Face!
Lu Guanjie had a conversation with Xiao Shami, came to the wishing pond and sat down, looking at the mountains and green forests in the distance, and couldn't help relaxing.
Feeling in a good mood, he tossed a coin and slapped it on his leg, playing a childish ghost's divination game: "The positive feelings are smooth, and the negative ones are ups and downs." ”
Experience shows that if girls don't take the initiative, if they don't take the initiative, most of them will be cool...
didn't rush to see the answer, he dialed the phone from Xiaoqi first.
Doodle~
"Hey, who. Luo Xiaoxiao's soft voice rang on the other end of the phone.
"What have you been doing lately, you haven't even contacted me. "For the first time, Lu Guanjie felt humble like a licking dog...
"In Varanasi, India, I hung up first for nothing, and the cost of going abroad was very expensive. Luo Xiaoxiao said.
"I'll rush you later, won't you miss me?" Lu Guanjie felt a little heart attack.
"No, I was going to talk to you in a few days and come back. Luo Xiaoxiao touched her face with her hand, and she was a little hot.
"Well, okay, hang it up and have fun. Lu Guanjie didn't say much.
Honk~
Luo Xiaoxiao lay on the sofa in the hotel and looked at the time, at 4 o'clock in the afternoon.
Varanasi, India, is more than two hours behind the Xia Kingdom.
It is rumored that science is not eternal, religion is not superstition, and purity can be felt in extremely dirty environments, and life can also be experienced in the cycle of life and death.
After separating from Lu Guanjie, she has been uneasy, inexplicably interested in theology and religion, and chooses to re-examine the world by traveling with the excitement of seeing the light.
She finished washing up slowly, stretched, walked to the balcony and pushed open the window, looked at the miscellaneous wires, shook her head, and felt like a nineties market.
So far, this trip has had no gaming experience except for the face-saving project of passing through the airport of the Indian capital.
I couldn't get used to the strange smell of getting off the plane, let alone the smelly masala food.
She stared at the vast world in the distance, her pupils were haloed with soft light, and a sense of loneliness arose.
At this age, the ascension of her parents to heaven is an unspeakable wound, which creates a strong heart and brings darkness that cannot be healed.
I touched my lips, thinking of the scumbag's strong kiss, and my heartbeat suddenly accelerated for a while, and I couldn't tell if it was excitement or fear.
There is really a god in the world, so why doesn't God save the poor world, is he indifferent to loneliness, or does God only care about love and pleasure and sinking, God is mortal, and mortals become gods?
"Hey, stop!" Luo Xiaoxiao was almost stunned by herself, and called a tuk tuk downstairs, that is, a three-wheeled one, in broken English, and went out with a small bag on her back.
The streets are crowded and dirty, Luo Xiaoxiao observes the street vendors all the way, records what she sees and hears with her mobile phone, and comes to a characteristic conclusion:
They looked at me like they were trying to do something wrong!
She was a little ashamed of her subconscious conclusions, how could she look at people with colored glasses, bad guys are everywhere, and the news is not necessarily true.
While thinking about it, I saw that there were more snacks at the intersection, so I casually called the parking man, and got off the bus after paying the fee for half a day.
The popularity of English in India is very high, but some accents are too heavy, and the translator is overwhelmed, and many words will not be able to respond for a while.
Luo Xiaoxiao wandered around looking for local delicacies, passed by the fish-killing stalls, and watched the barefoot third brother hit the big fish on the fixed knife gate, this way of killing fish was very fresh.
A friend of Xia Guo who was passing by broke the news that they couldn't kill, so they didn't kill the fish in this way, they killed it themselves...
Luo Xiaoxiao felt that the logic was something wrong, and she didn't understand the local customs, so it was not good to spread the truth.
Looking around, all she saw were red, yellow, and slimy things, like poop, she picked two or three things at random, anyway, when she went abroad to experience, she didn't care about hygiene.
It's unreasonable not to eat local food at all, isn't it often said that food is the essence of the country?
Luo Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and stuffed a fried crispy ball, I don't know what juice was added to it, it was unusually sour, mixed with Sange's special Masala, the feeling was indescribable.
Chewing and chewing "wow" and spitting back into the box...
Hearing the sound, the vendor who sold things to him raised his eyes, and cast a questioning look, Luo Xiaoxiao smiled embarrassedly, and said embarrassedly: "Sima, where to dig the potatoes, dig here, dig a sack..."
After rinsing her mouth with mineral water and wiping her mouth, she continued to her destination.
On the banks of the Ganges, the Ahra drums are played, accompanied by solemn and desolate songs, and many devout believers stand in the water with their palms folded, their mouths chanting, and their faces painted with intricate symbols of the gods.
In the distance, wooden boats are slowly moored, and the people on board pray to the gods in Hindi for the return of the deceased...
Does the water of the Ganges really have the effect of cleansing the soul?
Luo Xiaoxiao looked around, and there was plastic filth floating everywhere, without suspicion.
"No matter, it's not every day. She took off her sandals, put down her pouch, and rolled up her slacks legs, revealing her fair bare feet.
The toes broke into the water, not too cold, and she simply went a little deeper until she drowned her knees.
"Hello sister, welcome, welcome. "There were several Indian third brothers gathered together on the shore, speaking Xia Chinese that they learned from nowhere, and from time to time they glanced at Luo Xiaoxiao with squinting eyes.
Luo Xiaoxiao glanced at them, ignored them, and suddenly looked back, feeling that this scene was a little familiar...
The people on the shore are the same, the boat in front of them is the same, and the surrounding scenery is the same.
She blinked, and found that her previous vision was distorted again, and she saw a phantom beckoning to her at the bottom of the river not far away...
The virtual image is a flowing mosaic, and when you close your eyes, you can still feel its presence.
"Hallucination or reality?"
Luo Xiaoxiao couldn't figure it out, but her subconscious drove her to touch, she couldn't refuse, she couldn't escape, she relied on her good water nature and dived into the water...
Completely intuitive, Luo Xiaoxiao held its hand, and the moment it was touched, the nerves in the back of her head began to beat wildly, and there was an extra memory in her head...
That's another her, who has suffered too much physical and mental torture in her memories, and has no love to come here to commit suicide...
When he was dying, the soul atom crossed time and space, saw himself, and had this lingering grip.
"So this is a god..."Luo Xiaoxiao held her breath, feeling the changes brought to her by the overlap of time and space, but she didn't notice the mud bubbles at the bottom around her.
A giant catfish's whiskers shook and took her as prey, opening its mouth wide and biting her left leg, pulling hard in the water, trying to tear and devour.
Luo Xiaoxiao held her breath and kicked left and right, but the huge object was one or two hundred catties, and it was infinitely powerful and difficult to get rid of, and she didn't carry sharp weapons, so she was basically sentenced to death.
She couldn't hold her breath anymore, and the holy water of the Ganges River poured in one after another, and her consciousness gradually blurred...
The Indian third buddies who just wanted to tease Luo Xiaoxiao saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly shouted to cause a warning!
Not far away, the Aryan guy who returned from scattering ashes had two poles, drove the wooden boat to arrive first, looked at the position, pulled out the dagger on his waist and jumped into the water, and touched it It was probably a mess of stabbing...
The devout believers all around also heard the call, and one by one they came to me.
Blood-stained river, the giant catfish loosened its mouth to protect itself, and its tail slapped rapidly, causing a circle of ripples, and it fled.
Luo Xiaoxiao was fished out of the water, and the devout believers carried him onto the wooden boat, and the group hugged the boat with the corners, and the new audience who didn't know it thought it was a water burial...
Her face was bruised and unconscious, and when she came ashore, someone called the emergency number, and the believers watched with such a blank eye, what first aid measures did they want them to perform?
Inexistent!
Saving people is faith, whether she can live or not depends on her own fate, this is cause and effect, and believers have no relevant education at all.
In the crowd, a young European female tourist finally stood up and gave Luo Xiaoxiao chest compressions and artificial respiration.
“one!”
“two!”
“one!”
“two!”
The situation is critical, the female tourist just knows a little first aid, has never used it, afraid that life will pass from her hands, almost tears shouted: "Please Don't die!"
"Please, don't die!" Luo Xiaoxiao heard a cry in the dark, opened her eyes with difficulty, and coughed a few mouthfuls of yellow water.
The severe pain all over the body invaded, the left leg was already bloody and blurred, and I felt some leakage in my abdomen between breaths... When I touch the opening with my hand, the blood can't stop flowing out...
The Aryan, who jumped into the water to rescue Luo Xiaoxiao, pursed his lips, and under the pretext of fixing the boat, secretly sank the dagger to the bottom of the river, put on his coat and squatted aside, trembling in panic...
Someone called for an ambulance in advance.
The emergency alarm sounded from far to near, and the crowd made her debut, Luo Xiaoxiao glanced at it with difficulty, and said in her heart: "I'm finished..."
A tricycle with a red cross attached, what the hell is this?