Chapter 33: Turning the Mountain

The so-called handing tea to the big guy is just a joke.

Adults are always relatively sensible and don't really be as crazy as those teenage kids...

However, after being recognized by Teresa Teng, their attitude towards Populus Hu became more enthusiastic, after all, they are also a star, or a star they don't hate

Finally, at Qian Ming's request, Hu Yang sang "Love Song of the West Sea" again in the car.

Looking at the video in his mobile phone, Qian Ming said loudly: "I, Qian Ming, sang in the same car with Hu Yang today, thank you for your support, Shenghui ticket 999, scan the code or swipe the card." ”

After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh.

Hu Yang couldn't have imagined that Qian Ming would have such a funny character, he was not like this when they first met, Si Swenwen, he spoke slowly and in no hurry.

Right now......

Perhaps because of life, we have to wear a mask to live.

Only in front of friends will you show your truest side.

"Brother Yang, I learned from James and them before that you are working as a tour guide for them, or you will also bring us money? Qian Ming said.

"Money is not the problem, the problem is that there is no money!"

"There are a lot of people, as long as Alice and they don't object, I have no opinion, as for the money, don't talk about it, I'm not a tour guide, it's purely because my friends came, I, as the host, can't help but take them." ”

This is said in English.

It's not just about Alice, but it's rude to chat with friends from all over the world, and it's better not to speak your native dialect.

Qian Ming and Alice are not very familiar with each other, so it doesn't matter what they use.

But poplar is not good.

Of course James and they have no opinion, they have been here for so long, in addition to meeting Hu Yang and being able to chat happily, there are only the four of them left.

Besides, we just had a nice conversation.

"In order to take care of Alice and them, try to use their language as much as possible, you don't have to stress anyway. Hu Yang said.

There's nothing wrong with that.

In this way, the group talked and laughed.

Of course, Hu Yang also learned from Deng Liyun how famous he was outside.

However, he did not become proud because of this.

He is not an adolescent, a teenager whose worldview and outlook on life have not yet stabilized, and thinks that he can be second to second the air.

On the contrary, he knows what his foundation is.

But then again, it's still cool to hear Teresa Teng's exclamations and exclamations from time to time.

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The early morning sun is scattered on the ice cream, oh no, it's Kailash Snow Peak.

The pyramid-shaped snow-capped peak gives people a sense of holiness, purity, and mystery, and can't help but want to lift its mysterious veil.

"This is Kailash Snow Peak, I'll take you to the mountain. Hu Yang stood in front and looked at Xueling Mountain and said.

Then give them the blood vine in his hand.

In their puzzled eyes, he explained: "Bringing chicken blood vine to Kailash Mountain can pray for family and friends, and it is said that chicken blood vine also has anti-cancer effects, I don't know if it is or not." ”

Whether it was true or not, they did not hesitate to put the chicken blood vine on their hands.

"I won't tell you about the history of Kailash Snow Peak, but you must know about it, so let's talk about the rest. Hu Yang said as he walked.

Indeed, even Alice and the others know about Kailash Snow Peak, after all, it is so famous in Tibet.

If you want to know, you can look for it.

Mount Kailash is recognized as a sacred mountain in the world and is recognized as the center of the world by Hinduism, Tibetan Buddhism, the ancient Zhangzhung Buddhism "Yongzhong Honjiao" and the ancient Jainism.

It's still a good day at the beginning of July, but after another ten days of the rainy season, it won't be so good.

The best time to visit the mountain is on April 15th, or from May to the end of June.

April 15 is the day of the birth, enlightenment and nirvana of the Buddha Shakyamuni.

Everyone didn't have a lot to carry, but they still had to bring chocolate and glucose and some simple medicines, but there was a relief station about every hour on the mountain road, and there were many things in it that could be bought.

From time to time, Populus explained the situation to them.

He has been to Xueling Mountain twice, and this is the third time.

At the beginning, his wife Song Wenxian brought him here, and he was not very interested in Tibetan areas at that time.

The devout worshippers I met on the way were so incredulous that they couldn't understand what they were doing it for.

It wasn't until his wife left him forever that he understood why the pilgrims were so religious.

The second time he came, he was like a once incomprehensible pilgrim, reverently falling down again and again on the pilgrimage road, and standing up again and again.

I have crossed the snow-capped mountains and the meadows, and even if I encounter a river, I have to cross the river by stumbling on the bank to meet the width of the river.

It was a baptism of the heart.

Those who have not experienced it will never be able to appreciate it.

It's like if you haven't experienced a heart-wrenching lovelorn, you haven't understood how deeply you once loved.

Along the way, whether it was Qian Ming and others who were Chinese, or foreigners like Alice, looking at this scene, their eyes were full of shock and incredulity.

They don't walk fast, and this road is not suitable for fast walkers.

Here, you can wash away the dust of the bustling metropolis, and let the irritable mood that has long been adapted to the rush and fast-paced life can also slowly calm down.

After crossing the pass, there was a very steep way down the mountain, and an old woman on crutches was slow to move.

When Hu Yang saw it, he came to her side and whispered, "Tashi Delek (auspicious wishes)!"

took the cane in her hand and stood aside, without helping, and she didn't ask Hu Yang to help him.

It's not about the desperate and cold question of "to help or not to help".

Rather, it was because of the perseverance, calmness, and piety in her eyes.

At such an age, perhaps this was the last time she made a pilgrimage to Kailash.

She sat on the ground and carefully moved down the slope, the kettle on her back swaying, it was supposed to be butter tea.

Deng Liyun's lips moved a few times, and seeing that Hu Yang didn't have the slightest intention of helping, she let the old man sit on the ground and move it down.

"Get out of the way, you don't dare to help, I'll help, I don't believe all the old people are so bad. ”

As she spoke, she bent down to pick up the old man on the ground, but was stopped by Populus euphratica.

Looking at her angry gaze, Hu Yang did not get angry, but felt relieved, yes, relieved.

People don't become indifferent because of those few rat droppings.

Hu Yang explained to Deng Liyun in a low voice why this was.

When they heard this, the crowd fell silent.

On the same pilgrimage road, the arrogant see the foolish, and the merciful see the pious.

Freedom of belief also deserves respect.

But the premise is to try not to affect others, and not to hurt others.

Turning mountains and rivers, walking this part of the road with a pious heart.