Ye Haoxuan discovered that Xue Tingyu was also an out-and-out foodie. No matter where she went, the first thing she looked for was the local specialty snacks.
Walking out of the snack street, even Ye Haoxuan himself felt that he was overeating. He had always followed the health-preserving philosophy of traditional Chinese medicine, eating to eighty percent full, eating small meals frequently, and then not eating at night.
But during the period of following Xue Tingyu, his health concept was completely overturned.
"Well, the butter tea there is pretty good. I'll definitely come and drink it more often when I have time." Xue Tingyu said while walking with a bag of Tibetan cheese cake, "I think we can buy more and eat it on the road."
"Why didn't I realize that you are a foodie before?" Ye Haoxuan said with a bitter smile.
"Everyone is a foodie. As long as you don't worry about getting fat, of course the main thing is to eat." Xue Tingyu smiled faintly.
Compared with other places, the specialty snacks in Saskatchewan are unique, especially the crispy cheese cake she is holding in her hand. This snack has the effect of strengthening the body and is very popular among diners. Xue Tingyu also said
I have to go to the supermarket later and prepare more food, otherwise I will definitely suffer when passing through no man's land.
At this time, a monk on the roadside caught Ye Haoxuan's attention.
No, he should be a lama, but his clothes are in tatters. He is sitting cross-legged on the ground with a ceramic jar in front of him, as if he is begging.
He had his hands clasped together and his eyes seemed to be closed. The people around him seemed to ignore him as they walked past him, as if he didn't exist.
But Ye Haoxuan feels that this person is not that simple, because the aura of this lama is completely natural, giving people a vague feeling that he is one with heaven and earth. He is definitely a master.
Ye Haoxuan stepped forward and bowed to the lama, then dropped a hundred dollars. The lama never opened his eyes during the whole process, but it was easy to tell from his squirming lips that he was reciting an unknown sutra.
arts.
Xue Tingyu also bowed silently to the lama, then took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and put it into the jar in front of the lama.
The two men spent so generously that they immediately attracted the attention of passers-by. Someone warned: "This lama is a fake. He has been here for a long time. I heard that he did not keep the precepts and was kicked out of the temple by the abbot."
"True is also false, and sometimes false is true. It's hard to tell what is true and what is false in this world, so why be so persistent." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly, and there was something in his words.
His words caught the Lama's attention. He opened his eyes and glanced at Ye Haoxuan, then slowly closed them again.
Ye Haoxuan shook his head. He had an intuition that this lama was a master, but masters had weird temperaments. There must be other reasons why he went out to beg here.
At this moment, several drunken social youths walked over. They were talking and laughing loudly as they walked, and the wine bottles in their hands collided with each other. No one on the road wanted to provoke them, so they turned to both sides.
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Several young people walked all the way to the lama. They saw the two big banknotes in the jar in front of the lama, and they couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"Haha, this flower monk is still here deceiving people and pretending to be pitiful. I didn't expect that there are really good people in this world who actually give money." A gangster was stunned, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Hey, dead monk, this street is protected by our brothers. You have been here for so long, and it seems that you have never paid protection fees. These two pieces of Mao Zedong should be considered as protection fees." A young gangster said.
While reaching for the ceramic jar underground.
The lama just kept chanting with his eyes closed, as if the people in front of him didn't exist. The gangsters laughed and cursed for a while, picked up the two hundred-dollar bills and left.
"If I were you, I would put down the money in my hand." Ye Haoxuan said lightly.
"Fuck, who are you, kid?" A young man said drunkenly.
"It's your uncle's fault. You dare to meddle in my business. If you don't go and pry, I..."
Before the little gangster could finish his cruel words, Ye Haoxuan punched him out, and the little gangster spat out the drink in his stomach with a pop.
He felt a tearing pain in his lower abdomen, and he twisted on the ground in pain while holding his stomach.
"You..." Another gangster was furious, picked up the wine bottle in his hand and threw it at Ye Haoxuan's head.
As soon as he let go of his hand, the wine bottle in his hand somehow ran into Ye Haoxuan's hand, and then the bottle bloomed on his head.
Two of them were knocked down in an instant, and the remaining two were dumbfounded. It was not difficult to see that their fighting power was not at the same level as Ye Haoxuan's.
"Boy, just wait for me. If you have the guts, just wait here..." The two of them said harsh words while dragging their companions up, and then ran away as fast as smoke.
Ye Haoxuan took Xue Tingyu and was about to leave, but at this moment the lama spoke. He clasped his hands together and said: "Two donors, please stay."
"What advice does Master have?" Ye Haoxuan asked.
"It is not appropriate for the donor to travel westward," the lama said.
"Why?" Ye Haoxuan was stunned.
"The stars in your natal palace are dark red, and the red light is pointing to the west. Traveling westward is not good for you." The lama said.
"I know it's not good for me, but I have to go to the west." Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said.
"The donor has obsessions in his heart." The lama sighed, turned to look at Xue Tingyu and said, "The female donor has the destiny of a lotus?"
"Exactly," Xue Tingyu nodded slightly.
"Time is also destiny." The lama said four words, then he took off a string of beads from his wrist, held them up with both hands and said: "This is the Dzi beads I have carried with me for decades, I hope it can be given to you.
Bring good luck."
Xue Tingyu hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, Master." She clasped her hands again, saluted the lama, and then took the dzi bead from his hand.
I saw that this string of beads is brown in color and consists of eighteen beads. One of the larger beads is green, just like jade.
"The donor is going west. His fate is unknown. The dangers coexist with the Dragon Gate. They are both half and half. If you can survive the calamity of going west, you will leap over the Dragon Gate in the future. There is no one in China who can compete with you. If you can't get through, you can only
Say it's fate." The lama said, bowing slightly to the two of them, then turned and left, his figure slowly disappearing into the crowd.
"This is an expert." Xue Tingyu looked at the string of Buddhist beads in her hand and said thoughtfully.
"Maybe, maybe not, let's go." Ye Haoxuan sighed, and then went back with Xue Tingyu.
After returning to the hotel, Xue Tingyu went to rest.
Ye Haoxuan did not rest. He made a pot of tea and then sat in the room. While drinking tea, he read the notes about the no-man's land in Tibet.
The most indispensable thing in the world is adventurers. For those who dare to travel through no man's land on bicycles, Ye Haoxuan admires them. He doesn't know how to describe these strong people.
The adventurous spirit is commendable, but you can't risk your life.
At this moment, something moved in his mind. In his perception, several figures flashed past, and then stood on both sides of the door of his room, as if they were discussing something.
Ye Haoxuan sneered, put down the tablet in his hand calmly, and walked to the door.
I saw a thin pipe passing through the crack in the door, and then a ball of white air quietly inserted in from underneath the crack in the door.
The white gas seemed to be a little bit wispy, and Ye Haoxuan only felt a sweet fragrance entering his nose. He frowned and immediately smelled out that these things were Five Elements Zhechong Powder.
He had an impression of this thing. In ancient times, the Western Regions were also a place full of strange people. Some people with magical skills in the Western Regions were good at using these things. This kind of thing was made from five kinds of poisonous insects mixed with several kinds of spices. It has a slight taste.
sweet.
These things are harmless to ordinary people, but they are fatal to ancient warriors. As long as an ancient warrior inhales a little of these things, he may be drunk for days and nights and cannot wake up, which is extremely overbearing.
But Ye Haoxuan is not afraid of these things. Just kidding, he is a medical saint. These things are very lethal to ordinary ancient warriors, but to him they are a piece of cake. He stood aside and looked at the smoke.
Go indoors.
After five minutes, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the people outside seemed to think that time was almost up. They had already put Ye Haoxuan down. With the sound of unlocking at the door, the door lock of the room was opened from the outside, and then several people opened the door.
A man in black robes walked in from the door.
These costumes were almost identical to the people Ye Haoxuan had seen a few times before. They were all wrapped in black robes, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
When they saw Ye Haoxuan, they were obviously surprised. Considering the previous failure, these people immediately turned around and ran away.
But they were still a step too late. The moment the three people who came in turned around, they only felt their bodies stiffen, and then they lost consciousness.
Ye Haoxuan pulled the three people in, and after making sure no one was outside, he closed the door, then turned around and started to extract confessions from several people.
As a Chinese medicine doctor, Ye Haoxuan has countless methods to torture people to death, but now he feels that those Bliss Needles and blood-piercing methods are simply weak and violent.
These people are simply unwilling to shed tears until they see the coffin. They come to trouble Ye Haoxuan one after another, which has already made him impatient.
Ye Haoxuan took out the Phoenix Picture, glanced at the three people, and then said calmly: "Is this why you came here?"
"Yes..." A man in black hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"I'll give it to you now, do you want it?" Ye Haoxuan said.
"No, no, no, I don't want it." The man in black said in horror. Although his mouth was covered with a black cloth, Ye Haoxuan could still clearly feel his fear.
Ye Haoxuan didn't pull off their face towels because he was afraid of causing trouble. He had already gotten into trouble by pulling off the veil on Yang Jin's face before, and he didn't want to get into trouble a second time.