Chapter 461: Daylight: The Holy City of Lhasa [One Update]
January 5, 2018, 18:24.
Altitude: 3650 meters
Location, Lhasa, the capital of the Tibet Autonomous Region of China, the holy city of sunshine.
At this moment, on the streets of Lhasa, three motorcycle riders were ushered in, and Chen Ya set off from his hometown, after six days and more than 3,000 kilometers, and finally arrived at the planned destination.
"It's finally time in Lhasa!"
Chen Ya smiled, then looked at this bustling city, and said:
"Lhasa, located on the north bank of the middle and lower reaches of the Lhasa River, a tributary of the Brahmaputra River, is one of the highest cities in the world at an altitude of 3,650 meters......
To put it simply, this city on the plateau has a total area of nearly 30,000 square kilometers and a fixed population of 400,000, counting the mobile part, the total population is more than one million.
Among them, there are Tibetan, Han, Hui and other ethnic groups, the Tibetan population accounts for 87%, Lhasa is an ancient city with a history of more than 1,300 years, and it is also the political, economic, cultural and religious center of the Tibet Autonomous Region.
With an average of 8 hours and 15 minutes of sunshine per day, it is among the best in the country, and it is known as the "Sunshine City".
With Chen Ya's story, the drone in mid-air filmed all the way around, and netizens in the live broadcast room first saw rows of white buildings on the streets and alleys of Lhasa, most of which resembled temples, or rather, temples.
At the same time, on the busy streets and alleys, you can also see many Tibetans with various colors of 'prayer wheels', most of them are wearing Tibetan robes, and the prayer wheels in their hands are very light, generally made of bone or metal, and the workmanship is more exquisite.
There are even prayer wheels with gems on the surface.
Interestingly......
On the streets of Lhasa, Tibetan communication is rarely heard, and more of the voices are spoken in dialects from all over the country.
At this moment, there are many tour groups on the street, the elderly and children, most of them wearing white hata, shopping on the street, and there are also many tourists, holding cameras to take pictures of a majestic palace-like building in the distance.
However, I saw that the building, built against the mountain and overlapping buildings, was the world's highest altitude and a magnificent building integrating palaces, castles and temples.
Potala Palace!
[Back to Lhasa, back to Potala ......]
In the streets and alleys of Lhasa, there was a song by Zheng Jun's "Return to Lhasa", a classic song from memory, which seemed to make people go back to the 90s, and netizens in the live broadcast room also quickly rolled up a barrage.
"Yue Lao and the matchmaker: Wow!~ Potala Palace!
"Passer-by: Take out a green 50 yuan soft girl coin and compare it, that's right! This is the Potala Palace!"
"The rain comes to listen to the sound of the night: back, Lhasa, back to Potala! Uncle Zheng's songs, eternal classics!"
"Fang Jie: I prefer Zheng Jun's "Cinderella", how can I be fascinated by you, I am asking myself ......"
"I don't love my brother: the distance is too far! Brother Ya went to the Potala Palace, let us have a good time!"
"Sea of Fire: That's right, there are too many people on this street!"
......
Seeing the barrage on his mobile phone, Chen Ya couldn't help but smile and said:
"The sun is about to set, let's find a hotel first, and then go to the Potala Palace tomorrow morning. ”
Hearing this, netizens were a little disappointed, but they quickly became interested again, because on the streets and alleys, all kinds of shouting and bargaining were endless.
However, I saw that I was driving the locomotive slowly, looking at the street stalls, most of which were selling handicrafts.
Bracelets made of chicken blood vines, Buddhist pendants, jewelry, and of course, there are also shiny beeswax, as a woman, Jiu Jiu immediately picked it up, even Chen Ya glanced at those stalls.
Of course!
His attention is not those handicrafts, but various medicinal materials, such as wolf venom root, cordyceps, Ganoderma lucidum or something, and even specimens such as tiger claws, which naturally attracted the attention of netizens.
For Chen Ya, that is, he won't buy it, but it's different, it's almost a shopping spree, all kinds of money to buy jewelry, and the price is cheap anyway.
Obviously, a woman's desire to shop is still terrifying.
But when Jiu Jiu was about to spend more than 2,000 yuan to buy a piece of yellow-orange-orange beeswax, Chen Ya couldn't stand it, and immediately waved his hand to stop it:
"Don't buy this. ”
"Why?"
Chirped curiously, Lao Pi couldn't help shaking his head when he saw this:
"Listen to Xiaoqiang, yes, this thing, there are too many fakes. ”
In fact, Chen Ya and Lao Pi glanced at the beeswax and knew that it was a fake, with a stone wrapped in it, because the real beeswax was more transparent, like amber.
Hearing this, they gave up, and then the three of them looked at the various goods on the stalls while looking for the hotel.
The netizens in the live broadcast room were attracted by a Tibetan who knelt on the ground and bowed for a long time, it was a white-bearded old man, who knelt down in three steps and one bow with a pious face, and headed towards the Potala Palace, obviously going on a pilgrimage.
That's faith.
"What is this?"
Jiu Jiu stopped the motorcycle, looked at a small stall, a bone object, Chen Ya glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing:
"You don't want to know. ”
"What?"
Chirped curiously to ask, worthy of a curious baby, Lao Pi couldn't help but say:
"Those are human bone artifacts!"
it!
Human bone artifact?
Not to talk about the tweet, the netizens in the live broadcast room also felt creepy, and Chen Ya explained:
"In Tibetan Buddhism, after the Taoist monk sits, in addition to leaving relics, his bones can also be used to make magic weapons, which has the peculiar ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil. ”
Pi Changshan nodded in agreement, then pointed to a magic weapon of a human leg bone, looked at the stall owner and asked:
"How much does this magic weapon cost?"
Hearing the inquiry, the stall owner smiled and said casually:
"One hundred thousand. ”
What is this expensive?
Netizens were a little surprised, but in fact, this is still cheap, and there are millions of human bone magic weapons, but Lao Pi pulled the corners of his mouth, twisted the accelerator and left, and at the same time sneered:
"The so-called human bone magic weapon is not made of a monk at all, but the bones of Tibetan serfs in the old society. ”
Was the old society so dark?
The netizens in the live broadcast room were a little confused, and in the following time, Chen Ya and the three of them looked for a few hotels, but found that they were all full.
No way, who makes Lhasa too many travelers, rooms are simply in short supply.
Fortunately, in addition to hotels, there are also many inns with Tibetan cultural characteristics to choose from.
[ང་ལྷ་ས་ར་བག་ཆགས།-Impressions of Lhasa]
Not long after, Chen Ya and the three of them finally found a small inn called 'Lhasa Impression' before dark, and almost just booked a room, the sun was gradually setting outside, and at the same time, it was drizzling.
"The night rain in Lhasa has begun. ”
Chen Ya's eyes skimmed out of the inn, and he felt a chill again, he really didn't know if he came to Tibet, was it right or wrong?
But before he could think about it, the innkeeper arranged for the three of them to go to the kitchen and eat.
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[PS: Happy Christmas Eve, everyone, well, this day of taking a blood is really uncomfortable. 】