[Brother War] On the heroine's self-cultivation

As soon as we came out of Lhasa Airport, most of the crew members collapsed. The altitude sickness is too lethal, especially for this group of people who are flying. The feeling of altitude from 0 to 3670 in an instant is no joke.

Liu Sheng's reaction was particularly strong, with vomiting, diarrhea, headache, fever, limb weakness, and inability to sleep. All kinds of symptoms accounted for all the symptoms. After two days of hanging in the hospital, he was still sluggish, and he couldn't even eat.

This also has something to do with each person's physique. Some people can be alive and kicking after a little flustered and short of breath, such as Hikari. Some people are uncomfortable but they will not fall down, such as Ema. It takes only two days to get used to it, and it will be fine. For example, Yong Yuanhui, and relatively few people like Liu Sheng almost appear to be rejected.

Liu Sheng still insisted on holding on, but Ema was afraid that he would do something wrong, so she ignored his weak objection and helped him book a plane ticket to be sent back to China.It's just that Lucy's resentful expression before boarding the plane made her feel like she had done something heinous.

While most of the crew members were resting, Ema went out for a walk alone.The sky in Lhasa is very blue, and the big white clouds are spliced ​​on the blue floor like fakes. The sun shines directly down, making people a little dizzy.

The buildings on both sides of the street have a strong ethnic color, and the locals in Tibetan robes hold prayer wheels, with dark complexions and peaceful and serene eyes.The tourists coming and going have novel and excited expressions, and they can hear their excited conversations when they pass by.Those trivial words and phrases with familiar but unfamiliar local accents always make Ema stop in her tracks and can't help but feel dazed.

It is unavoidable to come to the Potala Palace, stand on the square and squint your eyes and look up. The Potala Palace built on the mountain is stacked, twists and turns, blending with the shape of the entire mountain, standing tall, Spectacular.The red and white palace walls are particularly bright and bright against the blue sky, and the resplendent palace roof seems to be shining with sacred Buddha light in the sun.

Starting from the wordless stone tablet at the foot of the mountain, climb up along the winding stone-paved sloping road, pass through the east gate and enter the main hall through the palace wall, go up the escalator from Deyang Building and pass through a corridor, and then arrive at the largest building in the Potala Palace. East Hall of the Palace.Looking at the colorful mural reliefs inside, those historical figures almost come alive.

Ema watched absently, always feeling a little flustered and short of breath, wondering if the altitude sickness had not recovered, and it got worse after climbing such a mountain, so she walked out of the palace and wanted to go back.It's just that the inner corridors of the Potala Palace are crisscrossed, the halls are mixed, and the space is very tortuous. She turned a few turns and turned to a staircase with a sign "Tourists are not allowed". Just about to turn around and return along the road, the stairs Suddenly footsteps sounded, she looked up and saw a child in a Tibetan robe tiptoeing down.

Seeing Ema, he quickly put his finger on his mouth and made a "shh-" movement.

Ema couldn't help laughing.This child is only six or seven years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, very cute, and his demeanor is even more eccentric, which makes people love him.

She is not a person who likes children. For some reason, she subconsciously feels very close to him when she sees him.

He jumped down the last flight of stairs, blinked at Ema and waved, beckoning her to follow.Ema hesitated, but seeing that she was not moving, the child grabbed her hand and pulled her to run together.

Ema just bent over and was dragged by him to run around for a while, turned a few turns and came to a hidden corridor.There is a small window at the end of the corridor, through which the sunlight from outside casts a slanted light on the slightly dark corridor.

The little boy climbed onto the window sill with hands and feet together, sat sideways and looked out the window, showing a satisfied and joyful smile, then turned his head to look at Ema, his black and white eyes were as pure as the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

"Are you unhappy?" He asked crisply in not-so-standard Mandarin.

Ema walked to him and looked down, and here she happened to see the Deyang Building she just passed by. It was a platform of [-] square meters, full of tourists, and it was very lively.

"Who are you?" Ema always felt that he didn't look like an ordinary child.

"My name is Jixiang." He said in Tibetan first, and then translated in Chinese, "What about you?"

She hesitated for a moment, "Ema, my name is Ema."

"You don't seem to like this name very much." Jixiang propped his hands on the windowsill, dangling his feet in the air, with an innocent look.

Ema was taken aback, "No, it's just a little..."

"I understand." Ji Xiang interrupted her, "I also have a name now, but I still like to be called Ji Xiang, even if another name is actually the name I should use now."

Ema saw that his logical thinking was very clear when he said these words. Although his tone and demeanor were innocent, they were not childish, not at all like a child of this age, so he couldn't help but treat him as an adult.

"Why do you have two names?"

Ji Xiang smiled and replied, "Because I am the reincarnation of the Living Buddha."

Ema was stunned, and Jixiang continued: "They like to call me by the name of my previous life, but I have been reincarnated, and I prefer the name of this life. Auspicious, auspicious, doesn't it sound nice?"

"You really are..." Ema was still in shock.

Jixiang was very strange, "Why do you have this expression? If it was you, it should be understandable."

"If it was me?" Ema repeated his words, faintly aware of something.

Ji Xiang looked at her and smiled slightly, "Aren't you the same as me?"

She was silent for a long time because of shock, Ema just wanted to ask something, but Jixiang suddenly pointed down, "Did that person come to you?"

Ema took a closer look in the direction he pointed, and saw a very conspicuous long-haired Guang standing at the corner of the platform, looking into the distance and wondering what he was thinking.From this side, I can't see his expression very clearly, I just feel that even in the sun, he stands out from the crowd, with a refined temperament.

A line of poetry can’t help but emerge in my mind-you are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

It is a bit appropriate to use it here.

In such a trance, Ji Xiang who was sitting on the window sill jumped down nimbly and waved his hand, "They will be in a hurry if they don't go back, we will meet again by fate."

"Hey wait!"

Ema couldn't stop him in time, she could only watch him trot and disappear at the entrance of the corridor, and her countless questions stuck in her throat after being thrown down, she could only sigh helplessly at the end.Turning back and looking down again, unexpectedly, Guang turned around just in time, and his eyes swept up inadvertently, and the two looked at each other, both of them were stunned.

A strange feeling grew and spread in their hearts, and passed along this glued line of sight. They obviously didn't speak a word, and even their expressions were blurred, yet they both seemed to sense something.This feeling is wonderful and indescribable. Let the air become a tangible medium, conveying a wordless message for the two.

In such a short moment, Ema felt that all the questions she had not had time to confide to Ji Xiang had been perfectly explained.

I came here just to meet the person I want to meet.

Ema watched as Guang took out his mobile phone from his pocket. After a while, his mobile phone rang. She picked it up and heard him ask on the phone: "Why did you run there? That should be a tourist ban." Come in."

Ema immediately realized that something was wrong. Jixiang brought her here just now, and now that he is gone, how can she get out?

"I... accidentally went the wrong way." She couldn't say that she was secretly brought here by a little guy who claimed to be the reincarnation of a living Buddha, but he ran away by himself, maybe she would be beaten into a pig's head by the believers .

Guang was a little skeptical, but didn't ask, "Then do you know how to get down now?"

She didn't seem to remember the way when she was led to run just now. "......Let me try."

"No, you stay there, I'll go find you."

Before Ema could stop him, Hikari hung up the phone, and looking down, there was no Hikari in the crowd.She had no choice but to wait by the window boredly.

After a while, Ema felt a little uncomfortable.Except for the light in the place near the window, the whole corridor is gloomy. Because of its narrowness, the entrance of the corridor seems distant and erratic, as if the entrance will be closed at some point.Coupled with the fact that there are some ferocious and grotesque portraits painted on the walls on both sides, it looks inexplicably creepy and terrifying.

Fuck!This is the Potala Palace, there will never be those weird things.Ema caressed her arms and pushed herself towards the light to counteract the slight chill brought to her by the long corridor.

Facts have proved that it’s okay, don’t think about it. When you think about it, you can’t control your mind and start to extend your thinking to various places. The strange stories and late-night gossips you’ve seen before have emerged one after another. Even the kid just now seems to have some unknown origins. The corridor, which was originally just a bit gloomy, became more distorted and weird after such artistic processing.

Ema herself was frightened by her own wild thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, a backlit figure suddenly appeared at the entrance, stood there and called softly, "Ema."

With a relaxed mind, Ema trotted out quickly, without waiting to say anything, just grabbed her hand and ran against the wall.

"What are you running for?" Ema couldn't react.

"When I came here just now, I was stopped by someone, and I couldn't communicate. I ran in while he was not paying attention."

"Then you don't have to run away, I'll just come over and explain later."

Guang turned his head back, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and there was some slyness in his eyes, "I can't explain it clearly, you said we are lonely and hiding in such a secluded place, if people think that we have done something disrespectful to gods and Buddhas Maybe they will be mobbed and attacked."

Ema was stunned for a moment, her face flushed instantly, and she tried to pull back her hand, "Who is with you alone, who has done something disrespectful to gods and Buddhas with you, who are you, I don't know you!"

"It's too early to cross the river and demolish the bridge." Guang looks slender, but his hands are not weak, and Ren Emazhen struggles without moving. .”

"Originally!" As soon as she blurted out, Ema realized that she had been entangled again, and couldn't help but become angry from embarrassment: "You bastard!"

After scolding her, he was stunned for a moment by the tone that could be called coquettish, Guang also paused and turned to look at her, there seemed to be a gleam of unknown brilliance in his eyes.

Ema felt a little guilty when she was seen, but she still said bravely, "What are you looking at? If I really get caught, I will say..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Ema involuntarily opened her eyes wide, staring blankly at the suddenly enlarged face in front of her.

The flawless white skin is like beautiful jade, the thick and long eyelashes tremble slightly, the warm touch on the lips is as gentle as feathers, but it has a very strong sense of existence, like a fire, ignited from the lips , triggering a surge of heat throughout the body.

Fortunately, Ema is not a real little girl, her mind has not been completely confused, she took a step back suddenly, followed by a kick, and was easily dodged by Hikaru.

"What are you doing!" Ema refrained from jumping, and only raised her chin to maintain her image in a calm and serious posture.

Guang smiled nonchalantly, his eyeliner raised, revealing an extremely astonishing and moving look, "Since you say I'm an asshole, naturally I have to do a little bit of an asshole, and that's what I deserve."

"You..." After a pause, Ema said coldly, "Bitch!"

Guang touched his chin and was slightly distressed, "Are you implying that I have done some cheap things, I am a little bit reluctant to do this."

"..." Ema was stunned by his cheeky face for a moment.

At this time-

"What are you doing?" An old man in a Tibetan robe looked at them in surprise.

Ema and Hikari looked at each other and nodded.

one two Three--

run!

作者有话要说：只是一一杏雨扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2014-06-1817:42:15

我的邻居是玛丽扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2014-06-1819:04:14

十字路扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2014-06-2121:28:56

十字路扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2014-06-2121:33:38

Thank you for the mines~~~Trojan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~