The room is very simple, there is a shoe rack at the entrance, two pairs of slippers on the shelf, and nothing else. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the whole room is a rectangle, at the end is a door, behind the door there is a place to wash and a small toilet, after entering is a bed that occupies almost a third of the room, of course, the bed is only made of wooden boards, and the boss can't get you any sofa bed, Simmons. At the head of the bed is a small cabinet with a small lamp on the cabinet, and on the opposite side of the bed is a half-large wardrobe, next to the wardrobe is a small desk, with a few books on the table, and a trash can at the door, which is all the furnishings of this room. Visually, this room will not exceed 25 square meters.

Looking up, the corners of Zheng Xiuyan's mouth twitched again, the lighting lamp turned out to be the kind of 30-watt energy-saving lamp used, Boss Nima, how slamming the door are you, you dare to charge me 50 yuan a day for such a broken room, you want to go crazy for money.

But who calls one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer? I don't like you to live there, but it's too much trouble to find another hotel now, so I'll just forget it.

After washing, Zheng Xiuyan lay on the wooden bed with a diaphragm, her brows furrowed, she was used to sleeping on a soft bed at home, and now she was really a little unaccustomed to sleeping here, but the fatigue of her body was always reminding her that it was time to rest, so she could only endure it.

When she was just about to go to bed, she suddenly found that there was a piece of paper on the wall at the head of the bed, Zheng Xiuyan looked at it curiously, and it was probably written that it was not allowed to destroy the things in the room, otherwise it would be compensated several times or something, and the corners of Zheng Xiuyan's eyes twitched, Nima Lao Niang is a fire to burn down your room, how much can it be worth, a group of pit goods.

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The night passed under Zheng Xiuyan's turn.

The next day, when Zheng Xiuyan opened her eyes in a daze and looked at the time, she found that it was almost noon, and the sun outside was almost overhead.

Now that she is injured, naturally she can't go to those masters, maybe it will take a month for others to heal after such an injury, but she only needs a week is enough.

So she plans to spend her spare time this week visiting Beijing's famous attractions.

Speaking of which, Beijing has many world cultural heritages, including the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, the Zhoukoudian Peking Man Ruins, the Temple of Heaven, the Summer Palace, the Ming Tombs, etc., as well as a world-class geopark, Beijing Fangshan Global Geopark, which is a world-class scenic spot. It has a large number of customs and specialties, cultural attractions, and shopping districts.

But it's only 2001, so don't think about it.

These places are Zheng Xiuyan's goal, and she wants to browse these places in the next few days.

Her first stop was the Great Wall, which is known as the top ten scenic spots in the country and one of the seven wonders of the world.

Coming to the entrance of the Great Wall by car, looking at the entrance in front of her, Zheng Xiuyan suddenly remembered that there was a Beijing special in her previous life, and they were playing games on the Great Wall at that time, but they were miserable at that time.

After all, the weather was still very hot at that time, and it was sour and refreshing to run around the Great Wall.

It's July, the hottest time of the year, the sun is shining hot, and the baked concrete roads are a little hot. However, it did not affect the enthusiasm of the tourists, even if they were sweating, they still climbed on the Great Wall without hesitation.

When Zheng Xiuyan came here, it was already noon, and she hastily settled lunch, and she followed the flow of people to the Great Wall. Tourists with blonde hair and blue eyes, or dark as charcoal, or black hair, black eyes and yellow skin that do not recognize their nationality are moving forward in groups under the guidance of the guide, many wearing sunglasses and sunhats, or wearing parasols, talking to each other, Zheng Xiuyan also looks decent, puts on the sunglasses and sunhats she has prepared, and blends into the group of tourists who are preparing to go up.

The majestic Great Wall can't see the end at a glance, she sighs in addition to sighing, such a huge project even in modern times will take time and effort to complete, and Qin Shi Huang period has no high-tech equipment, everything depends on manpower, I really don't know how they were completed, is this the wisdom of the ancients?

What she admires even more is that after 2,000 years, the Great Wall is still standing, unlike some current tofu scum projects, which are crumbling in a few years.

Wouldn't it be as the legend says, there are ghosts and gods to help, Zheng Xiuyan thought secretly.

Standing on the Great Wall, Zheng Xiuyan compared, the Great Wall is about 4 to 5 meters wide, 6 to 7 meters high, twisted and curved, there is a beacon tower every other distance, standing on it, I suddenly feel an ancient and huge momentum rushing to my face, which is the breath of time precipitation.

Zheng Xiuyan looked left and right on the Great Wall, her face was full of curiosity, whether she still touched the bricks on both sides with her hands a few times, this was the first time she really felt the Great Wall.

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There was no fighting, and there was no bear child who almost fell off the Great Wall for the protagonist to save, except for a few people suffering from heat stroke, so he walked around the Great Wall in a friendly way. It's just that none of the people with her are Chinese, and several Asians are all foreign.

She came out at almost six o'clock in the afternoon, dragged her somewhat tired body back to the hotel, and was ready to rest after cleaning up. She plans to go to bed early and wake up early, and keep her spirits up to continue preparing for tomorrow.

This time she found a hotel again, a little better than the one last night, at least the bed was a little softer, and as for the rest, it was still a bird.

She slept comfortably, and set off at seven o'clock the next morning.

Today's destination is the Palace Museum, the imperial palace of 24 emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties of China, the essence of ancient Chinese Han court architecture, an unparalleled architectural masterpiece, and one of the world's largest and best-preserved wooden structures. It has more than 70 large and small palaces and more than 9,000 houses, with the three major halls of Taihe, Zhonghe and Baohe as the center.

In her previous life, she had already had some understanding of the Forbidden City after countless court sadistic dramas, at least she still had a general impression.

Like yesterday, she was led by the tour guide, and she couldn't help but wander around, touching the east and west.

Soon they arrived at a well, and according to legend, the palace used to throw disobedient palace maids into this well, so it was full of skeletons, and there were ghosts reflected in the well at night, and the water in it would hit the woman's hair, and I don't know if these are true.

Zheng Xiuyan looked down curiously, the well water was clear, she couldn't see to the end, and it emitted a little brilliance under the reflection of the sun, no matter how you look at it, she didn't want it to be as terrifying as the legend, is it because it's morning?

Zheng Xiuyan, who couldn't think of it, didn't think about it anymore, it was impossible to try it again at night, if it was fake, forget it, if it was true, what should I do, I didn't want to die, and besides, it was not open here at night, okay, did you sneak in?

The tour guide introduced the history, origin, and ancient use of this place in front of him, and even told some terrifying legends about this place, which scared those foreigners to shrink their necks and get goosebumps.

Zheng Xiuyan pursed her lips disdainfully, these old ladies you said have long been tired of watching them on the Internet in their previous lives, they are all old-fashioned stories, and your language skills are really not good, and they are not infectious at all, so you can only deceive these foreigners who don't understand anything.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Garden, Xuanwu Gate...... Walking down one place after another, those foreigners have long been stunned, and can't help but sigh that the ancient Chinese were really smart, and such places can be built out of clouds.

After spending a day finally walking through the Forbidden City and eating Beijing's special snacks outside, Zheng Xiuyan returned to the hotel.

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Zhoukoudian Peking Man Ruins, Temple of Heaven, Summer Palace, Ming Ming Tombs, etc., Zheng Xiuyan went to play a circle one by one in the next few days, and after she did everything, a week has passed, although there are still some scenic spots that have not been visited, but the main places have been there, it is worth the trip.

Her wound is almost healed, but when she went to the hospital to remove the stitches, the doctor was surprised, such a wound would take a month to be healed, and it would leave a scar after it was healed, but it was only seven or eight days, Zheng Xiuyan's injury was cured, only a faint red mark remained, I believe that it will not be long before the red mark will disappear, this recovery power is inevitably too strong.

If it weren't for Zheng Xiuyan who had nothing to do with him, he would have wanted to keep her for a good study.

This is also normal, Zheng Xiuyan has followed Zheng's father to learn boxing for three years, and she doesn't know how many times she has hit the sandbag, and ordinary people's hands have long been ground out of a thick layer of calluses, but her hands are still white and delicate, without a trace of calluses, which is also a magical thing.

And this is also regarded by Zheng Xiuyan as a benefit of rebirth, so that she is not afraid of training herself into a tough woman with rough skin and full of muscles in the future.

After her injury recovered, she also began to implement her own plan, believing that Beijing, as a thousand-year-old city and the capital of China, must have gathered countless high-end talents, and martial artists are naturally no exception, there must be a lot.

Now her strength is not weak, and ordinary martial artists are not her opponents, only those who are strong and strong.

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(To be continued)