This person is Tashi Tugen's father, Tashi Baro, his skin is rougher than Tashi Tugen, and at the same time, his dark skin looks like a black man from Africa in the sun, and "Apabala" is exactly what the people here mean by Dad, and he doesn't know how many bells he has on his body during his walking, and the bells are ringing non-stop.

It wasn't until he stopped by the river that the sound died down, and the worshippers who came to worship behind him also came over to look at the river in front of him.

"What should I do?" Tashi Tugen asked, glancing at his father, who was dark-faced and couldn't see any expression at all.

Tashi Barrow was not in a hurry to answer, he bent down and picked up a stone and threw it at the center of the river, only to hear the splash of water, which, judging from the splash and the sound, was not a deep river.

"You're so old and lazy...... Do you still have respect for the elders in your heart? Tashi Barrow ignored his son, walked over to the cart, lifted the two squares and continued to pull the cart forward.

In their eyes, as long as the distance they walked forward was not counted in the pilgrimage, let alone this distance, sometimes they did not know the road conditions in front of them to climb more than ten kilometers of mountain roads, and in the end they had to continue to return to the place where they had walked to continue worshipping.

Although Tashi Tugen looks like a young man of eighteen or nineteen, his mind is still thirteen years old, and he still lacks the power of faith, they are the closest people to nature, and for the mountains and rivers it is not possible to tell at a glance how deep the water is and how high the mountains are, but with a little skill can easily guess.

Just now Tashi Barrow knew very well that Tashi Tugen didn't know what to do, he clearly wanted to go over, in his opinion, Tashi Tugen wanted to be lazy, and the faith in his heart was not firm and needed to be honed.

After being reprimanded by his father, Tashi Tugen felt a little aggrieved, but he quickly eliminated these grievances, returned to the place where he had just worshipped, and continued to move forward with nine steps and one kowtow.

When he came to the river, he didn't stop, he knelt down on his knees, his elbows fell down into the river, his hands pushed forward, his whole body was immersed in the dive, a chill eroded his whole body, the water waves in front of him rushed in, and he poured on his face as if his whole soul had been baptized, his mind was blank, he tried his best to close his head in the water and slowly sank, after a few seconds, he raised his head, and his long hair was all soaked.

He barely shook the water from his hair, and continued to move forward nine steps, and the process was repeated again.

The same thing happened to the father who pulled the cart, and the rest of the people were just like him, and there was a woman who had just given birth less than a month and a half and was also submerged in water like him.

The sound of the wooden cart shaking, the sound of bells, and the crying of babies who had just completed the moon in the cart crossed the wide but not deep river.

Faith, in them, is vividly embodied.

On such a path, not only them, but also in other regions, I don't know how many Tibetans are doing the same thing as them.

"Change into dry clothes and put the wet clothes on top of the wooden cube to dry." Tashi Barrow came to Tashi Tugen and said a word of concern.

When they changed clothes, they only built a simple large door frame, and a tent cloth was hung on the door frame, which was equivalent to two natural compartments, and men and women changed clothes on each side.

Shortly after changing their clothes, a sightseeing tour in the distance, which often haunts the area, drove up and stopped less than a hundred meters past them.

"We have a good scenery here everywhere, but everywhere, hey, this is not far from the destination, if you want to paint the scenery here, you can do it, but I will not refund your car money and tour group money, this is your own choice to get off in advance, it has nothing to do with me." A tour guide who followed the car took the four people out of the car with a small red flag in his hand.

Four people, two men and two women, one of the men smiled at the tour guide and said:

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you when we get off the car voluntarily, how can we be poor people...... Oops...... You pinched my waist again" A woman did not hesitate to put her hand on his waist and twisted it vigorously.

"I'm just getting past altitude sickness, so I tried to recover my strength."

"You tried your strength, but I ...... Only...... Oops, my aunt, you tap. The man was defenseless again, and he ran to the side in pain.

The two of them giggled and laughed, as if they had forgotten the existence of the other two, and ran towards the river like madmen.

"If Yu Xu can really walk with Miao Li, these two living treasures, I'm afraid there will not be a day when they won't make trouble." Shen Jiangtao watched the two frolicking and said with a smile, his current mood is extremely comfortable, which is largely due to the heaven here, the earth here, the air here and everything here.

In his opinion, this place does not have to be worse than Changshou Village, and even this place is purer than Changshou Village, closer to nature, and to put it bluntly, this is the closest place to heaven.

"yes, if they're really happy to be together, what about you?" After taking a deep breath of the fresh and pure air here, Carambola asked a special question while Shen Jiangtao was not paying attention.

"Me? What am I? Shen Jiangtao didn't understand the meaning, and asked suspiciously.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see the mountains here? Didn't you want to see if you could find the legendary living dragon's lair here? Star fruit looked at Shen Jiangtao with huge eyes, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Although she looks extremely casual on the surface, she breathes a sigh of relief inside, as if she is a child who is afraid that others will find out after making a mistake, but even so, if you look closely, you can find that there is a hint of red on her face.

Shen Jiangtao didn't pay special attention to these, he put most of his attention here, enjoyed here, and couldn't wait to be able to blend into this heaven and earth.

"This is just Gongsun Mobai's handwriting, since I left Changshou Village, I have met a lot of feng shui masters, their feng shui skills are not bad, but they have never mentioned the existence of Liu Bowen, let alone the living dragon mentioned in the handbook, hey, I don't know now, Gongsun Mobai's handwriting is how credible it is."

Shen Jiangtao's mood just now was immediately affected by this incident, and he suddenly fell into melancholy.

After seeing Shen Jiangtao's mood flipping, star fruit pouted with a face full of self-blame, she knew that if she hadn't asked that sentence, it wouldn't have been like this, she stopped talking, obediently took out her drawing board, and began to sketch it on rice paper with a pen.

One stroke at a time, revealing the charm that the whole scenery brings to her.