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Kumbum Temple is very close to Xining. It is a 5A-level scenic spot in Huangzhong County. The "butter flowers, murals and pile embroidery" in the temple are known as the three masterpieces of Kumbum Temple art.

As soon as Jiang Ming and the three of them walked to the entrance of the scenic spot, they could feel the heat of the crowd here.

"You two wait, I'll buy a ticket"

Yang Ziwen ran to the ticket center bouncing around, always full of energy like a little girl.

Jiang Ming didn't want to stand there stupidly like Lu Kun, so he turned around and went to the canteen behind him to buy water.

"Buy yak yogurt?"

An aunt in Tibetan attire walked up to Jiang Ming, holding a yogurt box in her hand.

Jiang Ming looked around and asked, "How do you sell this?"

"Five dollars a bowl"

Auntie pointed at Jiang Ming with some rough and dark five fingers.

Do you want to buy it?Jiang Ming hesitated, clutching a handful of change in his pocket.

"Jiang Ming, come here"

It was Lu Kun's voice, Jiang Ming waved to the yogurt aunt and said, "Thank you, I don't want it anymore"

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he walked back to Lu Kun's side, his eyes drifted away, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Don't buy blindly"

"......I don't"

Lu Kun laughed and said, "You bought it if I didn't call you just now."

Jiang Ming raised his head, "I..."

Lu Kun took a step forward, when a gust of wind blew up, rolled up the incense ash in the White Pagoda, and wafted a light sandalwood fragrance.

The sound of the wind roared past, as if devout believers in a distant country were silently reciting the Heart Sutra.

For a moment, Jiang Ming felt that maybe Lu Kun really remembered something.

"Let's go in"

Yang Ziwen had already bought the tickets and came back. She lowered her head and distributed the tickets in her hand to each person, completely oblivious to the atmosphere just now.

Lu Kun was pulled by Yang Ziwen to go first, and he was still holding his arm. Lu Kun didn't have the slightest intention of refusing, and let Yang Ziwen get closer and closer. . . . . .

All posted.

Jiang Ming followed behind, seeing how well-matched this pair was, suddenly the corners of his mouth rose, and he gave an indescribable smile, extremely cold.

Entering from the entrance of the temple, Yang Ziwen kept taking pictures with his mobile phone, except where it was expressly forbidden to take pictures.

None of the three is a religious believer, so they just glanced around and came out.

Back in the car, the Tibetan elder brother was quite surprised, "Why are you so fast?"

Yang Ziwen flipped through the photos he took just now, and replied casually: "It's not big inside, so you can see it quickly."

The Tibetan elder brother didn't say anything. There may be many tourists like them. The car restarted and drove to the next location.

They arrived at Qinghai Lake in the afternoon, and they also went to Riyue Mountain and Daotang River in the middle. The scenic spots are relatively small, so they played quickly.

When the car stopped on the side of the road, the Tibetan elder brother pointed to a piece of land in front of him and said, "We have to go through here to reach the lake. This piece of land is contracted by individuals. You have to pay for it. When someone comes over, do it yourself." Just negotiate the price with her."

As soon as the Tibetan elder brother finished speaking, a woman wearing a mask and a hat, which was tightly covered, came to the car window and said, "Fifty for each person."

"Fifty? It costs fifty to pass through here?!"

At this moment, Yang Ziwen gave full play to his bargaining skills as a northerner, waved his hand, and said, "One hundred for three people, okay?"

"No, there is no such price." The woman's face must be ugly at this time, but no one can see her wearing a mask.

"Just one hundred, if it doesn't work, we'll go to another house!"

The woman and the Tibetan elder brother looked at each other and said, "... let's do it"

After the bargaining was successful, Yang Ziwen turned around and made an OK gesture to Jiang Ming and Lu Kun. The two looked at her expressionlessly and did not express their opinion.

If you don't express your opinion, you agree. Yang Ziwen understands.

The car bumped into the lakeside of Qinghai. The Tibetan elder brother parked the car and said, "Go down and play, I'll wait for you in the car."

Yang Ziwen replied to him: "Okay!"

It is not yet the peak tourist season, and there are not many tourists in Qinghai Lake. They are scattered in twos and threes not far away. The closest to them are two women with a child. I don’t know if the child is a local. It is not recommended to bring children in places with high altitudes in Qinghai-Tibet, because they are more prone to altitude sickness than adults.

The three of Jiang Ming and the others walked slowly to the edge of Qinghai Lake. Yang Ziwen also took a red shawl. It seemed that he had done strategy and knew that it would look good with bright colors.

Jiang Ming had a DSLR around his neck, which was specially used to take pictures of Yang Ziwen. In the past two years, hanging out with her, he almost trained himself from a "little white" who couldn't even find the shutter to a DSLR master , as long as Yang Ziwen's eyes pass over, the shutters of Jiang Ming's subordinates will be pressed, Zhang Zhang is classic, and no PS is needed if the weather is good.

"Jiang Ming! Come here quickly!" Yang Ziwen hopped and jumped on the rocks under his feet, and soon reached the lake.

Jiang Ming held the DSLR in one hand and pinched a cigarette in the other. The cigarette had just been lit, and he yelled at Yang Ziwen, "Play for a while, and go over after I finish smoking this cigarette."

The lake water slapped the shore, rolling up transparent waves, Jiang Ming squatted down, watching Yang Ziwen and Lu Kun happily playing with the water, a coolness flashed unconsciously in his eyes.

What kind of person is he?

From the current point of view, Jiang Ming finds him difficult to understand. What he sees is not like what a person in his twenties can settle down. .

Jiang Ming was thinking of other things, and he didn't feel that the soles of his shoes had stepped into the water at all.

"Want to die? Come, I'll accompany you"

Lu Kun came over at some point, and shook his hands, splashing a lot of water droplets on Jiang Ming's face, he was distracted, and took a step outside, ignoring him.

"Are you cold?"

Lu Kun also lit a cigarette, and squatted down next to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming glanced at him, "It's not cold", while he was talking, he suddenly choked.

"Ahem..."

Jiang Ming felt strange, he also smoked, how could he be choked by the smoke that Lu Kun spit out?

After he coughed a few times, he saw Lu Kun smiling silently beside him, his slender eyes reflected the color of the lake, and they were all clear.

Jiang Ming felt that the most beautiful thing about Lu Kun's face was his eyes. When he was quiet, there were no waves, and when he was smiling, he went boating, as if whoever boarded the boat could enter bliss.

"Come here quickly", Yang Ziwen's foot had already jumped, Jiang Ming stomped the cigarette butt under his foot, and walked towards her quickly.

"It's taken!" Jiang Ming raised the camera, adjusted the focus a little, and then clicked the shutter.During the whole photo-taking process, Lu Kun stood beside Jiang Ming without saying a word.

After taking dozens of pictures, Yang Ziwen ran back from a distance, took the camera around Jiang Ming's neck and started looking through it.

"What are you taking this photo of? Why is it still blurry? Are your hands shaking?"

Jiang Ming gritted his teeth secretly, "...I think it's okay"

"What can I do!" Yang Ziwen muttered, obviously unhappy.

This young lady's temper really explodes when she says it explodes.

"I don't want you to take pictures." Yang Ziwen shook the shawl in his hand and said to Lu Kun, "Brother Kun, take pictures for me."

How could Lu Kun be able to play with this errand, he turned his head and pointed to the car they were sitting in, and said, "Ask Brother Tibetan to take pictures for you. He often brings tourists in, so he must be more experienced than me."

He waved his hand at the dazed Tibetan elder brother in the car, and then the Tibetan elder brother got out of the car.

After a little mention, the Tibetan elder brother happily took over the SLR, and it can be seen from the movements of his hands that, as Lu Kun said, he should often take pictures of tourists.

After finishing taking pictures, Lu Kun and Jiang Ming were free.

Jiang Ming originally wanted to go back to the car and sit for a while, but Lu Kun got into the car before him.

Jiang Minggan was standing, when suddenly a strong gust of wind blew, he folded his arms and squatted by the lake, looking down at the constantly surging lake water washing away the stones, covering them with a layer of natural smoothness.

Still a bit cold. . . . . .

After squatting for less than 30 seconds, Jiang Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore and returned to the car.Lu Kun was closing his eyes and resting his mind, even though he heard the sound, he didn't open his eyes.

Jiang Ming began to peek uncontrollably.

"Look again! If you look again, I'll eat you!"

Why are these words so familiar?It seems to be an advertisement for some product.

Jiang Ming's eyelashes twitched slightly, fully doubting whether the guy next to him had a third eye that could sense the changes around him.

Jiang Ming pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty. . .sharp.

Lu Kun reached out and put a hand on Jiang Ming's thigh, and said, "Why did you talk so much when you and Yang Ziwen were together? With me, you can't fart for a long time."

"No fart, what to put"

What Jiang Ming said was neither salty nor bland, but it was a way of saving face.

Lu Kun tilted his head aside, nodded Jiang Ming's head with his fingers, and said, "You should talk to me more."

"say what?"

"Say whatever you want"

Jiang Ming lowered his head, thinking about Lu Kun's words, but couldn't say what he wanted to say. . . . . .

Seeing Jiang Ming like that, Lu Kun couldn't help but increase the strength of his hand.

"Don't touch my hair," Jiang Ming turned away in disgust.

"Damn it!" Lu Kun sat up and stretched out both big hands towards Jiang Ming, "I still can't touch it?! I'll just touch it. What can you do to me?"

"Bang Dang" twice.

Lu Kun frowned, his face was not very good-looking, "If you have the ability, you can keep pinching me like this, Jiang Ming, let me tell you, I let you, otherwise you will never be able to get close to me."

I saw Jiang Ming clamping Lu Kun's body with both hands, pressing him on the back of the seat, almost losing the distance.

Lu Kun was still resisting, "Do you think it's appropriate for the police to bully the people?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows with a relaxed look on his face. In his opinion, this was a piece of cake. The fighting in the police academy was not for nothing.

Lu Kun suddenly gave up resisting, and as soon as he withdrew his strength, Jiang Ming's body suddenly sank, and directly stuck to Lu Kun's body.

"Hey!" Lu Kun raised his chin, "You're almost kissing me."

"..."