A bonfire at night, like a small sun, lit up like a small sun in the darkness, lighting up the sky.

The Tubo tribes are adjacent to the Southern Song Dynasty and not far from the city, Bai Yetong has already made up his mind, and when this matter is over, he will return to the Southern Song Dynasty to marry Han Yan.

At this time, the altitude gradually increased, and the altitude sickness made Bai Yetong dizzy, but fortunately, after this trip, the body was already extraordinary.

Along the way, the temples are endless. Tibetan Buddhism is obviously different from Han Buddhism, which combines Theravada Buddhism popular in the Western Regions and Tantric Buddhism introduced by Tianzhu with local Buddhism and Wicca Buddhism to form Tibetan Buddhism with its own distinctive characteristics. Tantric thought is particularly predominant.

In terms of precepts, it was similar to Buddhism in the Western Regions, eating meat, not abstaining from killing, but opposing blood sacrifices, and forming a strict religious organization, thus paving the way for Tibet's theocratic system. According to research, Tubo has believed in Buddhism since Princess Wencheng of Tang entered Tibet.

As for the clothing of the Tibetan people, the Tibetan women are braided, and the Tibetan men are also braided, but the form seems to be different from the braided hair of the northern peoples. The ochre face of women corresponds to the complexion of the plateau people, and it has a healthy atmosphere, which is imitated by the Tang people and has been popular in Chang'an.

If readers who have watched the movie "The Legend of the Demon Cat" must still remember that the Tang Dynasty produced a great writer after Li Bai Shixian: Bai Juyi poet.

He once wrote a "Time Makeup": Time Makeup, Time Makeup, from the city to spread the Quartet, the time is popular without far and near, the cheeks are not applied to the face without powder, the black paste is injected into the lips and lips like mud, the double paste painting is low, the black and white Yanyuan loses her true state, and the makeup seems to be full of sadness......

It can be said that Tubo is different from other countries in terms of culture and customs, and at this time, Bai Yetong entered in a white brocade robe, which often attracted the attention of Tubo people on the roadside.

Bai Yetong came all the way and inquired, but no one had ever heard of the mysterious figure called Canu. (Please ignore why the White Night Boy speaks Tubo, a natural skill given by the author.) ）

Could it be that the king of Nanning is bluffing me? Bai Yetong thought to himself, and felt that it was unlikely.

As he thought to himself, he had walked near the campfire. A group of herders are prostrate on the ground, their heads buried deep in the grass, their hands facing the ground, and their mouths silently praying.

Bai Yetong didn't bother, quietly bolted the horse, and stood aside and watched quietly.

The group of Tibetan herdsmen were praying, and the leader at the front suddenly roared, and everyone stood up, holding strange ornaments in their hands and starting around the bonfire...... Jumping gods? Bai Yetong had never seen their sacrificial dances, but their movements reminded Bai Yetong of the goddesses who danced the great gods in the Song Dynasty.

They used unnamed instruments, and their movements doubled with the drums of animal skins in their hands.

What is this doing? Pray for rain or keep you safe? The White Night Child muttered.

"They're praying for the protection of the fairies." A crisp sound came out coldly from next to Bai Yetong.

Hearing that voice, Bai Yetong's body stiffened, and only then did he see that he was in a trance, but he didn't notice when such a person appeared next to him.

He turned his head, and a girl of his age, dressed tightly in red, with a moving figure outlining her body, was watching the herdsmen's prayers.

"Fairy?" Bai Yetong muttered, this Tubo is the land of Tantric Buddhism, how can there be such a thing as a fairy.

The girl nodded, and the bell wrapped around her head rang as she nodded, "A few years ago, there was a lot of war here, we were hunted down here, and we were once forced into a desperate situation, and suddenly a white light fell from the sky, and the fairy descended, and wiped out all the pursuers, and then we were stationed here, and then every major festival, a sacrifice was held to welcome the fairy." ”

"Why don't you come with them for the sacrifice?" Bai Yetong looked at the woman in red and asked curiously.

The girl stretched her waist, causing a crunchy bell sound, "Because, I think it's better to rely on yourself than on yourself, only when you are strong, you are really strong." What about you, a stranger? Where are you coming from and what are you doing here? ”

"My name is Bai Yetong, I am from the Southern Song Dynasty, and I am here to find a man named Canu. I don't know what to call a girl? Bai Yetong smiled slightly.

"My name is Yun Dan, and I am their flower bell. I've never heard of such a person here in Tibet, and if the fairy comes out, maybe she will be able to answer you. Yun Dan shrugged.

Flower bells, bells set to protect flowers and drive away birds.

The Tibetan tribes were in a period of long-term turmoil, and at such times someone had to take on the responsibility of protecting the safety of a tribe, and that person was called the tribe's flower bell.

When Bai Yetong heard that he waited for the fairy to come out, a noncommittal smile appeared on his face, if it is described in a sentence now, it is that my heart has no fluctuations, and I even want to laugh a little.

Ding Ding ...... As if a clear spring had fallen from the sky, Bai Yetong turned his head and saw that the people who were singing and dancing just now were already kneeling on the ground, as if they were receiving baptism.

The young man sitting on the stone, holding a musical instrument like the Southern Song Dynasty pipa, plucked the strings slowly and forcefully, let's call it the qin for the time being.

The sound of the piano together, the vast grassland as if into a dreamland, only to hear a clear spring flowing in the mountains, at this time the grassland is no longer just a grassland, the white night boy seems to see the mountains and rivers, the grass and the stream, an elk drinking by the stream, a few sparrows playing in the forest.

The sound of the piano turned into a clear spring flowed on this grassland, and for a while, everyone was actually stupid. A woman sang softly, singing in a distant voice, which made people can't help but sigh that the world has changed, only this world will last forever.

I don't know who sings and plays the strings, and the straight people can't move forward.

A woman in white, with a long braid and wide sleeves on her hands, slowly walked through the crowd and stood quietly on a platform.

Seeing the woman come up, the young man's hands suddenly became urgent, and the woman danced on the platform on tiptoe to the music.

The slender figure changes rapidly with the change of music, standing with its sleeve raised, showing its arms and neck, like an epiphany that blooms at night.