This scene has infinite impact in Chen Xing's eyes.
When he was walking around Mount Kailash before, he felt that tourists like them from the mainland and the local Tibetans had a sense of separation in different time and space. It seemed that there should not be such devout believers in modern times.
Nowadays, many people in the West still believe in Christianity, but don’t they live together before marriage and get pregnant before marriage?
However, Tibetans remain consistent and are even willing to die on the way to the mountains.
Arriving in front of the Jokhang Temple, this feeling of separation became even stronger. Below were Buddhist believers kneeling in worship, surrounded by tourists scrambling with cameras. This scrambling was not about joining the worshipers, but just scrambling to take photos. Even those who don’t have a camera still take pictures with their mobile phones.
The novelty on his face is beyond words.
It has been almost a month since Chen Xing came to Tibet. This sense of novelty has long since disappeared, and what is left is only a vague admiration.
In this way, in a small square, there is a stronger contrast than the coldness and warmth of light.
He found a good shooting spot, waited patiently for two hours for the change of light, and finally took an excellent photo at five o'clock in the afternoon. Let Chen Xing feel for himself, then he felt that this photo was not good.
Yayu shot the old man Zhuanshan in Mount Kailash before.
After the filming was over, he walked into the Jokhang Temple with ordinary tourists.
The Jokhang Temple, like most temples in Tibet, has a long history. It was first built 1,300 years ago. After countless modifications and expansions over the years, it has reached its current size and appearance. It looks majestic.
Sacred and glorious.
He came to visit mainly because he wanted to see more thangkas painted by others.
If you put aside the somewhat scary process of making thangkas using the ancient method, in terms of art form alone, it is not inferior to Western oil painting at all.
It's just a little niche.
Because he wanted to see these works of art, Chen Xing walked very slowly. He waited until the Jokhang Temple drove away tourists before coming out and looking for a place to eat and stay.
Outside the gate of the Jokhang Temple is Barkhor Street. Chen Xing wanted to stay here when he first arrived in the Holy Land, but there was no room in any hotel, so he went outside to look for a B&B. Nowadays, the weather in Tibet is getting colder and colder, and tourists are starting to
The occupancy rate of hotels near Barkhor Street has also begun to decline.
While eating, the phone rang. Chen Xing picked it up and said, "Hello?"
"I'm Yu Jie."
"Oh, Brother Jie, are you feeling well?"
"It's completely healed. Thank you for your concern. That's it. I'm in Namtso with my friends now. I want to go to the Holy Elephant Gate tomorrow morning. Don't you care? Can you do us a favor and let us go in?
This time you have to help my brother, my lifelong happiness depends entirely on you."
"Huh?"
Hearing that Yu Jie was in Namtso, Chen Xing subconsciously thought of two words.
What the fuck?
Isn’t this person hospitalized for having a high fever? Why didn’t he go home and went to Namtso again?
I don’t blame Chen Xing for thinking this. In fact, altitude sickness itself is not dangerous. It’s just altitude sickness. It seems like hypoxia can be fine just by breathing a little more oxygen. But getting sick is not an equal replacement. If the altitude sickness is serious, there will be many complications.
Symptoms.
For example, the fatal pulmonary edema and cerebral edema have claimed the lives of countless mainland tourists in Tibet.
I heard that when the Holy Land Railway was first built, elderly people from the mainland also took the train to travel here. They were still alive when they arrived at the Holy Land. After arriving at the Holy Land, the funeral parlor's car came to tow them away... Of course, this kind of thing
Chen Xing doesn’t know whether the story is true or not, but it also illustrates the dangers of high-religion reaction.
As a result, Yu Jie was still in hiding, which made Chen Xing admire him.
"Hey brother, I originally wanted to go back, but I met a few girls in the hospital who had just come to Tibet. They were unfamiliar with the place for the first time and had high fever. You said I could die?
Don’t you want to save me? I can’t agree to this, I’m not that kind of person.”
"..."
Sex is more important than life.
"And they are your fans, saying they want to visit Mount Kailash."
Chen Xing asked alertly: "You didn't say you knew me, right?"
"How can this be possible? I said that I have just arrived in Tibet. I have just been here a few times before. Brother, can you help me?"
Chen Xing thought it wouldn't be difficult, so he didn't refuse and said, "Then I'll give them a call and I'll call you back later."
"Okay Brother Xing!"
The two days when Chen Xing arrived at Kailash should be the best time to go around the mountains. Now the weather is getting colder and colder. Even if you go there, you can only go to see it, not go around the mountains. It will be a waste of time. At most, you can buy some at Taqin.
Small souvenirs or something.
He also reminded him in his news.
But if you think about it carefully, this is indeed Yu Jie’s style.
I hope he can find his true love.
Chen Xing called Namtso inspector Daniel and told him, and he agreed readily. The two had just separated and their friendship was still there, and this was not a big deal.
After hanging up the phone, he called Nyima Zhandui again to say hello and said that he would leave Tibet tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
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Nima Zhandui was surprised to hear that Chen Xing was still in hiding.
Everyone had been separated for so long. Based on his understanding of mainland tourists, he thought that Chen Xing had gone home long ago. He did not expect that Chen Xing was still in the Holy City. He quickly said: "Brother Chen Xing, brother Chen Xing, don't leave yet. I have
I want to give you a gift. I will be in the Holy City tomorrow afternoon."
"No, no, no!"
What kind of gift are you receiving inexplicably? Others even come to the Holy City.
"It's useful. Don't leave in a hurry. I'll call you when I arrive tomorrow afternoon."
As soon as the call was hung up, Chen Xing sat in his chair and was stunned for a while.
Why do you want to give yourself a gift? Thank you for saving the old grandma? But you didn’t do anything. You just dragged her until the ambulance arrived, and you also ate their roasted whole lamb, steak, etc., nothing like this.
It’s necessary.
Chen Xing is a little greedy if he wants beef and mutton chops.
The best mutton recognized nationwide is from the NMG region, but the northern Tibetan grassland is also a grassland, and it is also located in the north. There is also a huge temperature difference between day and night. The quality of the beef and mutton raised will not be inferior to that of the best NMG beef and mutton. It belongs to
The best meat.
This kind of food really reminds you of a second meal after one meal, and you can remember the taste for a long time.
What's more, what Chen Xing ate was fresh meat that was slaughtered within three hours.
Don't think about it, your mouth is almost watering.
The next day.
Chen Xing was woken up by the alarm clock and went to the front desk to renew her room for the whole day before heading to the Potala Palace.
Anywhere in the entire Holy City, as long as you look up, you can basically see the Potala Palace. So you don’t even need to look at the map, just walk in that direction.
Although it is nine o'clock, the square in front of the Potala Palace has been fully activated.
Some hold horses for tourists to ride, some rent Tibetan costumes for tourists to take pictures, and some don’t have anything, but they just want to take pictures for you. Anyway, the entire Potala Palace Square is very lively, and you can feel the heat standing in it.
atmosphere.
Chen Xing walked to the place where he bought tickets.
He wanted to ask the elder sister who bought the ticket where the tour guide he had booked was, but he soon stopped.
No need to go, that man is standing under a tree waiting for someone.
The clothes and hairstyle were the same as what Chen Xing saw in the photo yesterday, and there were already five or six people standing in front of him, all dressed as tourists.
