When Hou Yue stood in front of the stall and ate green onion cakes, she attracted many people to watch.

It's really troublesome to be beautiful. Hou Yue was a little speechless.

After eating the green onion cake, she chatted with the proprietress for a few more words and left in a hurry. As far back as I can remember, there are a lot of fun places nearby, and it's time to head off to the next stop.

It seems that there is a teahouse in the alley next door, and the quicksand buns there are also very delicious, Hou Yue thought, why don't you go there at the next stop? But not long after breakfast, I ate some green onion cakes, which didn't seem to be appropriate to eat at this time.

So, let's go to the Forbidden City. The architectural style of the Forbidden City is somewhat similar to the imperial palace of a country on the Lingze Continent, and maybe it really has some connection with that side.

The Forbidden City was built in strict accordance with the principle of building the imperial capital of the front and the back, the left ancestor and the right stove, and there was a central axis running through the north and south. After Hou Yue entered the Forbidden City, she saw the glazed tiles of the vermilion wall, every brick and tile there was worthy of her admiration, and the entire Forbidden City, whether in terms of architectural design or aesthetic value, was inferior to any building on the Lingze Continent.

Hou Yue couldn't help but sigh: "In terms of the perception of beauty, no matter which civilization it is, it is the same, and there is no aesthetic gap between civilizations." “

But the only thing she was dissatisfied with on this trip to the Forbidden City was that there was no connection between the Forbidden City and the Lingze Continent, and she did not feel the existence of spiritual power here.

One morning, she strolled through the Forbidden City.

On her way home on the subway, when she sat on the subway, there were always people watching her or whispering. Hou Yue was a little suspicious, could it be that there were old and weak women and children nearby and he didn't give up his seat to them? But it wasn't, she looked around and saw that it wasn't.

It was strange, she thought, but within a minute or two, she had put it behind her, so why should she care about what anyone else said?

When I arrived, it was nearly twelve o'clock.

After a morning of shopping, the food in my stomach was almost digested.

So, she planned to go to the tea house in the alley next door to buy a quicksand bag before going home.

However, in the teahouse, while waiting for the quicksand bag to be baked, the young people sitting in the shop also looked at her like people on the subway, but after one look at her, they looked at their mobile phones again, as if to confirm something.

Hou Yue once again wondered if she looked too similar to a wanted criminal, so that everyone was looking at her.

Mobile phones, she knows, people can receive information through mobile phones, has become an indispensable part of the lives of people in this world. She also has a mobile phone of her own, but she doesn't use it often.