It was already late when I officially arrived.

The state of several people changed from the joy of just getting on the bus, to the anxiety of more than half of the journey, and then to the excessive excitement of reaching the end.

In the end, it's the sage mode that it is now.

"Where is the hotel we booked?"

Xu Yang had a high reflex attack at the last station, and when he got off the bus, he couldn't walk steadily.

"The hotel is a ghost, I guess it's a homestay?"

Han Bing was silent all the way, and now he was in the best spirit, and he was holding a mirror to check his makeup.

Su Chengyi lowered his head to look at the route and said "um" casually.

From here to the guesthouse, you have to transfer to the bus twice.

Now this group of old, weak, sick and disabled people still don't want to toss, so he took a seven-seater car over.

The environment of the B&B is good, it is clean and tidy.

After Su Chengyi checked in, he put his luggage in the place with ease.

The boss, a local, asked in some surprise in broken Mandarin:

"Oh, have you been here before?"

Su Chengyi was stunned for a moment when asked, and quickly shook his head.

I did, but I can't quite say.

So the boss attributed his familiarity with this place to a previous life, and although he was very enthusiastic about chatting with him, the few people behind him were already on the verge of falling asleep.

A total of two rooms were booked, it was the peak period of summer vacation, and the cheap and good B&Bs were in demand.

The big bed room is for Han Bing and Chu to sleep, and the three boys live in the twin room.

Decide who sleeps alone through rock-paper-scissors, best-of-three games, and the final winner is naturally Su Chengyi.

If the winner of one game can be said to be a matter of luck, but two wins of three games is different.

It's really hard for him to lose this kind of psychological game.

Unless it's Chen Jinzhi on the other side.

On the first night they arrived, they couldn't take a shower, so the three of them simply washed up and lay down on the bed.

After the lights went out, the light source from outside the room was still very bright, and Su Chengyi opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling with national characteristics in a daze.

He's actually a little bit of a high-back, but it's not too serious, just a slight headache.

But this is enough to affect his already poor sleep quality.

There was even a light rain at night, and the raindrops fell on the eaves until about dawn.

A step ago, drip to the dawn.

Su Chengyi only fell into a deep sleep at about that time, so of course it was impossible to get up early.

Strangely, no one came to call him.

Su Chengyi slept until he woke up naturally, and when he sat up, there was no one on the bed next to him.

He pushed the door open and walked out.

The courtyard of the B&B is full of flowers, which bloom very well, and was watered by the rain last night, and it looks even more delicate in the sun at this time.

A few people who were looking for them sat on the edge of the side chairs and basked in the sun.

In front of him was a small table with several small brown bowls on the table.

Su Chengyi walked over and sat down naturally in the vacant seat next to him.

Chu Tianmian looked at his expression, and suddenly felt a little glad that he didn't wake him up in the morning.

Perhaps he had slept enough, but he seemed to be in a good mood at this time, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows that he might not have even realized.

It may also be because he went out to travel, and he took off some of his rejecting temperament, and he seemed more easy-going and lazy.

"What is this?"

Sensing her unturning gaze, Su Chengyi knocked on the edge of the bowl and asked.

It feels as rough to the touch as it looks, and even a little cut.

As soon as Chu Qianmian wanted to answer, the boss on the side came over with a teapot.

"Butter tea. A few of your friends are going to wait for you to drink with you and say what."

The boss paused, seemingly forgetting the unfamiliar word.

Xu Yang took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes, and answered with a smile:

"Ritualistic."

"Oh yes, ritual."

The boss smiled and poured tea into the porcelain bowl.

The hot butter tea overflows with a unique aroma of oil.

"It smells so good."

Han Bing sniffed and sighed.

A few people haven't eaten since they got off the train last night.

Chu Tianmian picked up the bowl and couldn't wait to take a sip.

"Huh-"

The taste seemed to be completely different from what she had imagined, and her little face wrinkled into a ball, digesting the somewhat strange taste.

Su Chengyi wanted to laugh a little when he saw it, and he also reacted this way when he drank it for the first time.

"Is it delicious?"

The others on the side who hadn't finished their mouths were asking questions like curious babies.

Chu Tianmian smacked his lips and thought for a while before he spit out a word:

"Salty."

It's just salty, it should be okay?

Thinking like this, several other people also tasted it.

"I'll go!"

"Mom, this smell will never be forgotten."

“.”

The three of them reacted differently, but they were obviously a little difficult to accept.

Su Chengyi slowly blew on the ghee on the surface before taking a sip.

Familiar taste.

Somewhat strange, but acceptable.

The first time I drank butter tea was at this homestay owner, and he would invite all the guests who stayed at him to drink it.

Seeing that he drank so calmly, the other people also had the idea of not believing in evil, and followed his example before blowing.

I'm really getting used to it.

The oil tea entered the stomach, dispelling the chill belonging to the morning, and the stomach and the whole body warmed up.

Han Bing asked Su Chengyi for a camera, and took several photos of the small flowers blooming everywhere in the homestay.

"What kind of flower is this?"

She looked at the photo and was amazed.

Su Chengyi glanced at it and replied:

"Gesang flowers."

"I see. The Gesang flowers on the mountain are blooming so beautifully~I'm going to pick one~I'll give it to you with my own hands~"

Han Bing sang as he reached out to pluck the flowers.

Xu Yang pointed to the sign next to him that was written in various languages.

"It is forbidden to pick flowers, two hundred flowers."

Han Bing immediately retracted his hand.

"How do you know this is a Gesang flower?"

Chu Tianmian squatted next to Han Bing, stretched out his hand and poked carefully.

"Here, flowers that you don't know can be called Gesang flowers."

Su Chengyi said with a smile.

Chu Tianmian raised his eyes and glared at him, and he added:

"In other words, what makes people feel happy when they see it can be called Gesang flowers."

"That's a good idea!"

Chu Tianmian quickly accepted this statement.

After drinking about half a bowl, the boss came over with a large bowl with a gray powdery object inside.

Su Chengyi raised his eyes and explained:

"Tsamba ."

"Tsamba ?"

The others craned their necks and repeated in unison.

The boss put down the bowl and gave a thumbs up to Su Chengyi, who knew the goods.

"Add tea, brew, and knead into poop."

Although he was dancing and gesturing hard, the people next to him were still confused.

Su Chengyi simply demonstrated it in person.

Butter tea is added to the powdered tsamba and kneaded into a ball, so that it looks like a common pastry.

Because it is a flour made from fried barley, it is of course impossible to have a delicate and smooth taste.

It tastes like whole grains, but it also has a different kind of fresh feeling.

Chu Tianmian took small sips and ate seriously, and it could be seen that her evaluation was not bad, much better than drinking butter tea alone.

After this breakfast full of local specialties, several people began to plan today's route.

originally planned to go to Nyingchi today, but Su Chengyi got up too late and had to give up.

After all, when it comes to Nyingchi, the most eye-catching scenery is, of course, Nanga Bhava.

The mountain is known as the Nyo Peak because of the perennial snow and mist of the place where it is located. As a result, the snow peaks are obscured and have very little time to be fully revealed.

It is commonly known as "ten people and nine do not meet".

It is not easy to see the true face, and if it happens to be in direct sunlight, the peerless beauty reflected in the sprinkling is called "Sunshine Golden Mountain".

Su Chengyi was very lucky in his previous life, and when he saw this scene, he didn't know if he would have the same good luck this time.

After discussion, the group decided to go to the original destination of the trip first.

Lin Tong took out the green bill from his pocket and said with a smile:

"You can compare this in a moment."

When you pack up and go out, the clouds are steaming and the sky is clear.

The clear sunlight after the rain illuminates the whole city, and the golden pillars of light illuminate all the buildings with white walls and red tiles.

Most of the people on the street are dressed in local robes, and they are also dressed in golden light, and they walk unhurriedly.

The beautiful sun brings with it an intimidating ultraviolet ray.

The two girls wrapped themselves tightly, like two rice dumplings.

The boy behaved freely, only symbolically bringing a hat and sunglasses.

But I was still sprayed from head to toe by the girl holding the sunscreen spray.

After bypassing a few old streets, several people finally stood in front of the white and sacred palace.

Like all the tourists standing here, they were so shocked that they were a little speechless for a while, and just looked up and watched quietly.

The palace is built on the mountain, and it is natural, like a heavenly palace that was born out of nowhere.

It is an incomparably majestic and majestic posture, and once you look at it, you will never forget the impact of its soul.

Su Chengyi asked Lin Tong for the green banknote, folded it, turned around a few times, and finally found a suitable angle.

The half of the palace on the banknote actually coincided perfectly with the palace in front of you.

Beyond the top of the mountain, the sky is cloudy. Above the golden top, the sun shines brightly.

Several people stopped in the square for a long time before finally reluctantly walking in.

Walk past the mottled and peeling white walls, step up the worn staircase, and walk to the interior of the palace.

If you only feel shocked from the outside, then after coming to the inside, you will find that it is an art treasure belonging to the motherland.

Walking into the central hall, the line of sight suddenly became dark.

Su Chengyi stopped and stood in place, everyone else knew that he had night blindness, and they cooperated with him to stand still.

It wasn't until he got used to the dim light inside that the few began to walk in again.

did not invite a tour guide to explain, Su Chengyi felt that what was needed for such a scene was not to know all the ins and outs, but to watch it quietly.

After all the priceless artifacts and artworks, everyone hit it off and found the most attractive thing to be the ancient frescoes and sculptures.

As you have noticed, a large part of the feature is that all the walls, columns, and beams above the head have brightly colored oil paintings and various carvings.

Although there was no tour guide to explain this, Xu Yang knew that there was another "omniscient" monster in their team.

So whenever there is a problem, I will turn my head and ask him.

Since he was asked, Su Chengyi explained slowly and logically.

He doesn't make things up, he just answers what he knows and has seen about the relevant materials and documentaries.

Because Su Chengyi has always felt that it is a very stupid and rude thing to pretend to understand a field that he doesn't understand at all.

These murals and sculptures involve too much knowledge, comparing the stories of classic historical figures, religious myths, and Buddhist scriptures; Or a very down-to-earth, life-like story that is closely related to the lives of local people.

It's like a spread out "Qingming Riverside Picture", which is very ornamental.

Su Chengyi's voice was gentle and eloquent, which was very fascinating.

Later, it attracted a large number of tourists who did not invite professional tour guides to come and observe.

Most people thought that this unknown teenager was invited by the official free commentary, and no one knew that he was just a recent high school graduate.

Su Chengyi was surrounded by such a crowd and looked up at the faint light in the corner.

The lamps here seem to be lit with ghee, and the breeze is blowing, carrying the characteristic fragrance of ghee.

Chu Qianmian was also looking at the lights, and the figures kneeling in front of the Buddha were scattered in the stars, they were sitting silently, or reciting scriptures in a low voice.

She vaguely felt that the passage of time suddenly became thicker, and every minute and second flowed, with a reverent Sanskrit sound.

Su Chengyi in front of him was silent for some time.

In the dim candlelight, his long eyelashes drooped, and his eyebrows were calm and soft, with a hint of divinity.

Chu Tianmian was a little distracted, and when he was in a trance, Su Chengyi suddenly turned around and held her, and knelt in front of the Buddha hand in hand with her.

"It's all here, it's okay to say goodbye."

Su Chengyi lowered his voice and leaned closer to her ear and said.

Chu Qianmian nodded, took a deep breath, and looked up at the huge and silent Buddha statue in front of him.

Under such a gaze, she suddenly felt a little frightened.

The vastness of heaven and earth, the grandeur of the Buddha statue, and the fact that they are as small as dust.

She originally thought that she would be so nervous that she didn't know what to make a wish, but at this time, the body temperature of the person next to her was transmitted closely, and Chu Qianmian suddenly felt that she had the courage to fight against the whole world.

She folded her hands, bowed her head slightly, and closed her eyes.

There aren't too many flowery words, just very simple wishes.

"Bless Su Chengyi with peace and health, all the best, always, always happy and happy."

At this time, Su Chengyi, who was next to her, was far less pious than her.

He kept looking sideways at Chu Tianmian until her eyelashes fluttered, a sign that she was about to open her eyes, and then he looked away.

"A hundred years of life, live again, I only want a fulfillment."

Su Chengyi looked at the Buddha statue and made this wish again.

But he didn't really expect the Buddha to bless him.

Faith is only the slim hope that people who are already in despair seek when they are finally cornered.

Su Chengyi stood up and patted the incense ash on his knee.

What he wants, he has to fight for on his own.

It is better to ask God than to me.

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