Yunluo and Xiangchu Junzi went to another temple at dusk, and there was an open temple in it, which sat on a high stone platform, which looked old, and the stone statues and stone walls turned into gray-black as if they had been burned by fire......

At the back of the temple, there is a beautiful golden reclining Buddha lying on its side, and there is a giant tree that reaches up to the sky, the round crown presents a black silhouette after sunset, the scene here, the high platform, the reclining Buddha, the giant tree, all seem to come from ancient times, do not belong to this modern society.

Then out of the temple gate, separated by a wall, the noise of the night market is coming. Colorful lanterns lit up the streets, which became more crowded and the sound of music began. At night, the function of the bazaar is transformed. It sells not only all kinds of goods, but also a hodgepodge of folk customs, folk painters, and musicians who come to show their skills on such nights, and at the same time, to make a living.

Yunluo saw a little girl of four or five years old sitting cross-legged in the middle of the street, with a mat on the ground and a stringed piano, she was wearing a pink robe, a cute baby fat face, she seemed to be inaudible to the noise around her, she only concentrated on playing the harp, as if she was sitting in the wilderness, with only a pond and lotus flowers on the side, instead of the figures of pedestrians walking by, wearing different shoes.

How did such a young girl manage to be like an old monk? Or are Thais born with the ability to carve out a piece of pure land anywhere, concentrate on unity, and isolate all hustle and bustle?

In front of it is a five-member band, five men in national costumes. The five men held different instruments in their hands and played joyful tunes. Interestingly, they don't just sit in the middle of the street, they sit in a straight line longitudinally, much like they sit in an invisible, narrow boat, and it would be even less strange if they were holding oars instead of musical instruments.

However, Yunluo and Kachu Junko can't stand and enjoy it for a long time. Because people keep crowding in. Yunluo and Xiangchu Junzi walked all the way, and they had to keep looking at each other to see if they were separated. Suddenly, there was a louder noise, and five or six people came over like people on the stage. Fat, skinny, dressed in red and green. Wearing heavy makeup.

Tourists from all over the world have also become the scene of the night market, lounging on comfortable seats on the side of the street, doing Thai massages, closing their eyes and taking a nap, while watching the crowds pass by with interest.

These tourists treat the street as a beach, and the night breeze blows on their faces, although it does not have the salty taste of the sea breeze, but brings the aroma of food and the smell of essential oils. The smell of blades of grass is tranquil and intoxicating.

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Do you think elephants are honest? Sue you, it's a delusion.

Behold its appearance, stocky like a house, with four feet like pillars, and skin as thick as coarse bark, wrinkled. The whole body does not move, and occasionally swings the big ears a few times.

It's not loud yet. Always standing silently, walking silently. Yunluo believes that it did come from ancient times, from glaciers, wastelands, although mammoths have been turned into fossils, and dinosaurs have lived in legends. Elephants are such megafaunas that still survive well in Africa, Asia. In Chiang Mai, you can finally get a closer look at such a big guy.

It's not like elephants haven't been seen before. There are always a few in the zoo, and they seem to be more than silent. It's just indifferent. It chewed on the hay wordlessly, looking bored. But instead of keeping people there, the ground is a prison, and after a long time, it's just like this, and a few of them can jump up and down like monkeys, as if they want to demolish the house.

When you arrive in Chiang Mai, riding an elephant through the woods is one of the most fun shows. The front desk of each inn can apply for day trips, including elephant riding. When I arrived at the elephant village, at first, I didn't see any big difference between the elephants here and the elephants in the zoo, and it seemed that the complexion was a little brighter.

Two on this side, three on the other, and a few elephants standing under the trees on the hillside. The elephant is always standing, and the elephant's eyes don't look at you very well, it always seems to look at the ground and never looks up at the sky. If you want to say the most down-to-earth animal, it has to be the elephant. Elephant riding is not difficult, as there is a seat on the back of the tourist, which can seat two people at a time.

Even though you are sitting at such a high place, there is something in front of you, so you don't have to be afraid at all. The elephant walks slowly, and there is no need to panic like riding a horse. Yunluo and Junko Kazuchu ride on the same elephant, and there is a driver sitting on the elephant's neck.

Elephants were as convenient a means of transportation for Chiang Mai people as motorcycles, and of course, that was before the roads were built. In all corners of the ancient city, there are statues of elephants, which speaks volumes about the love of the locals for this animal. When Yunluo and Junko Kachu rode on the elephant and swayed up the hillside, Yunluo felt like he was back in the days when he rode an elephant through the jungle.

The trees on the slopes are not tall and slender. The dirt road where the elephant walks is covered with green grass, and Yunluo thinks that this elephant is more comfortable than in the zoo, at least all the way, and can find food to eat from the trees and grass.

The elephant driver slipped off the elephant's back and asked Yunluo if he wanted to ride on the elephant's neck. Riding a giant vehicle like an elephant, of course, is a try. However, riding on the elephant's neck, Yunluo is not as laid-back as its driver, sitting diagonally and crookedly, Yunluo has to grab the elephant's ears to maintain a good balance.

The elephant is going uphill, and its trunk is not idle, reaching out again and again to ask for bananas. And you can't help but give it food, or it will spit again, Yunluo's impression of the elephant's honesty and honesty has changed slightly, this guy is still a little cunning, it doesn't ask its driver to eat, but knows to ask tourists to ask for food, and is full of caution.

But it has a very good rule, it will not ask other guests on the back of an elephant for food, even if it is close to it. Work ethic should be the result of good training, but naughty baby elephants don't care about this rule.

Yunluo and Xiangchu Junzi's elephant procession went uphill and downhill, and when they returned to the elephant village, a baby elephant ran over and looked at the tourists on the elephant's back like a child, stretching out its nose, as if to say, "I'm a child, do you have anything to eat?" ”

The mother elephant immediately followed, but she didn't stop her, but just looked down at the baby elephant, and it looked like she was laughing. No matter how big or small the elephant is, they can't eat enough bananas. Feed all the way, arrive at the elephant bus station, and get off the elephant's back.

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I was awakened by the peculiar rooster crow in the morning, and the clouds fell in a half-dream, half-awake, and I still remember wondering why the rooster crow here is so weird. It's not a clear long song. It's short, like someone choking the neck, leaking air. Although the rooster is called, the dawn also keeps the promise.

Xiangchu Junzi rubbed delicately in Yunluo's arms, and the red mouse candy also rubbed on Yunluo's face, which was very interesting.

Morning sun. It's like washing in clean water. Stretch out your fingers, and the sunlight filters through your fingers, just like through the railings, through the leaves, leaving shadows on the ground.

The air is not the wind, and the air is invisible. Yunluo felt that it was not because Yunluo was breathing, but when he walked, his steps were light. You can still feel the special fragrance of frangipani wrapped in the dew and the fragrance of grass leaves soaked in the dew gently blowing, the fragrance is tactile, and there are soft tentacles like climbing vines.

Frangipani blooms high up, inside and outside the walls, white, orange and red, the colors are just right, elegant and warm. It doesn't matter if it's white or orange-red flowers. A dark head will be more beautiful if you pin it. Chocolate-complexed woman on tropical island wearing flowers. Black to the waist, looking back and smiling, black and white eyes, the smile seems to overflow from the picture, flowing out.

Where did I get a card when I was a child, and there was such a beautiful woman wearing flowers on the screen. Collected for a long time. Seeing the frangipani, Yunluo remembered Yunluo's beauty card again. Southeast Asia is likeable, and being able to run around the streets wearing flowers has not yet been regarded as a nymphomaniac.

The sun is shining, and the frangipani is refreshing. There are other flowers too. Some can't be named, lotus recognizes, morning glory recognizes, the color here is bluer and purple, and the pink clusters don't know if it's called hydrangea. The alleys facing east and west, on the walls, in the courtyards, and in the corners of the houses there are flowers and trees, and there are luxuriant and tangled vines.

Without these flowers and trees, the streets of Chiang Mai would be even more lonely. There are various ancient towns in the water towns south of the Yangtze River in Huaguo, and the ink-colored alleys are still quiet, only to blame the people there for not loving to plant flowers in front of their homes.

Yunluo and Xiangchu Junzi walked into the alley, got up late, and did not encounter the scene of almsgiving, only saw the free and easy backs of a few monks, and they were walking back to their temples. The students in school uniforms just went out of school, Yunluo followed a few monks into an alley, and in a blink of an eye, the monks were gone, and there was a temple in front of them.

Chiang Mai has a wide variety of temples. golden walls, white columns, white towers; High spires, intricate and delicate patterns, colorful inlays, gorgeous and unspoken, like paintings. Not only these, but the traces of the old and the new are woven together, the old is like a fire, the statue has turned smoky gray and ochre red, and the new is like gold and silver coins that have been polished many times, shining brightly.

The temples of Chiang Mai favor purity in terms of color, but you can't deny its majesty. The statues of the little monks meditating on the path have nothing to do with this solemnity, but rather a joyful appearance, just as joyful as the small statues outside the houses and in the inn.

In all corners of the ancient city, small clay-colored statues are set up, sitting on the ground. The little monk is smiling, the little girl is smiling, the old woman with flowers is smiling, the elephant is smiling, and the little pig is smiling. If Yunluo is standing on the street and laughing, he will not be regarded as a fool either, because Yunluo is not laughing alone.

The traffic on the street seems to be far away, and the melodious music sends you back to the jungle, and the dark fragrance lingers, so you can take the opportunity to sleep a beautiful afternoon. In the evening, as refreshed as the frangipani in the morning, walk to your favorite temple.

Yunluo sat on the green wooden chair with Xiangchu Junko in his arms, watching the sun fade little by little.

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If it weren't for an unfamiliar number calling, Yunluo would not be able to kiss me and me in Thailand with Xiangchu Junko for a few days, so that Yunluo would dispel the idea of traveling and immediately return to West Lake City with Xiangchu Junko, and Feng Wuwu was one of them.

Feng Wuwu didn't say any nonsense, with Feng Wuwu's power, it was very simple to find out where Yunluo had gone, and even Yunluo was very clear about receiving a little beauty, and calling Yunluo with an unfamiliar number was very confidential.

"The human demons, the Hades, and Satan are all missing, no one knows where to go, the black domain is already in chaos, and the people of the overlord are unstable, I need you, we are three of us at the sixth level to kill together, kill our own people, and kill until it is stable." (To be continued!)

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