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Chapter two hundred and thirty fifth worship

This person is Tashi Tugen's father, Tashi Barro. His skin is rougher than Tashi Tugen. At the same time, his dark skin looks like a black man from Africa under the sunlight. "Apabala" is exactly what the people here say about his father. During his walking, he didn't know how many bells he had on his body, and the ding-ding kept ringing.

It was not until he stopped by the river that the sound disappeared, and the people who came to worship came over and looked at the river blocking their eyes.

"What should I do?" asked Tashi Tugen, who looked at his father with a dark face and couldn't see any expression clearly.

Zasi Barro was not in a hurry to answer, bent down and picked up a stone and threw it at the center of the river. He heard a splash of water splashing. Combined with the splashing water and sound, the river was not a deep river.

"You have to be lazy when you grow up so old... Do you still respect the elderly in your heart?" Zhaxi Barrow ignored his son and walked to the wooden cart, lifted the two square woods and continued to pull the cart forward.

The worshipers who came to the river also walked to the place they had just now and prayed again. In their eyes, as long as they walked forward, they were not considered as worshipping. Not to mention this distance, sometimes they did not know the road conditions ahead and had to go through more than ten kilometers of mountain roads, and in the end they had to continue to worship.

Although Tashi Tugen looks like a ten-year-old young man, his mind is still thirteen years old. He still lacks the power of faith. They are the people closest to nature. For mountains, rivers, you cannot tell at a glance how deep the water is and how high the mountains are, but you can simply speculate with a little skill.

Just now, Tashi Barrow knew very well that Tashi Tugen didn’t know what to do. He clearly wanted to walk over. In his opinion, Tashi Tugen wanted to be lazy, but his beliefs were not firm and needed to be tempered.

After being blamed by his father, Tashi Tugen felt a little aggrieved, but soon he eliminated these grievances. He returned to the position he had just worshiped and continued to kowtow and move forward with nine steps.

When he arrived at the river, he did not stop. He knelt on his knees, fell down the river with both elbows, and pushed forward with both hands. His whole body was immersed in the diving, and a coolness eroded his whole body. The water waves in front of him rushed over, and it was like the whole soul was baptized. His mind was blank. He tried to fold his hands in the water and slowly sink. After a few seconds, he raised his head and his long hair was soaked.

He almost didn't shake the water on his hair, and continued to move forward nine steps, and the process just now took place again.

Except for the same thing that did not happen to his father who was pulling the cart, the rest of the people were like him, and there was also a woman who had just given birth to a baby for less than a month and a half, submerged in water like him.

The shaking sound of the wooden car, the sound of bells, and the crying of babies who had just been in full moon on the car, crossed the wide but not deep river.

Faith is reflected in them vividly.

On such a road, not only them, but also in other regions, I don’t know how many Tibetans are doing the same thing as them.

"Change dry clothes and put the wet clothes on the wooden side to dry." Zhaxi Barrow came to Zhaxi Tugen and said with concern.

When changing clothes, they simply built a door frame and hung a tent cloth on the door frame. This was equivalent to two natural compartments, with men and women changing clothes on both sides.

Shortly after changing my clothes, a tourist who often appeared in this area drove here in the distance and stopped less than a hundred meters away.

"We have a good scenery here, but it's not far from the destination. If you want to draw the scenery here, just go down here, but I won't refund your car money and tour group money. You chose to get off the car early, it has nothing to do with me." A tour guide who followed the car picked up the four people in the car with a small red flag in his hand.

Four, two men and two women, one of them smiled at the tour guide and said:

"Don't worry, the car we voluntarily got off has nothing to do with you. We are not the ones who are short of money... Oh... you pinched my waist again." A woman put her hand on his waist without hesitation and twisted it hard.

"I just had altitude sickness, so try to recover."

"You tried the strength, but I...oh, my aunt, please be gentle." The man was not prepared for a moment, and he ran to the side in pain.

The two of them were hilarious, as if they had forgotten the existence of the other two, and ran towards the river like a madman.

"If Yu Xu could really walk with Miao Li, these two live treasures would probably not be a big deal for a day." Shen Jiangtao looked at the two of them playing and said with a smile. He was in a particularly comfortable mood now, and this big reason was all due to the sky, the land, the air and everything here.

In his opinion, there is no need to be a bad place in Changshou Village. It is even purer than Changshou Village and closer to nature. To be honest, this is the closest place to heaven.

"Yes, if they can be together, what about you?" Yang Tao took a deep breath of the fresh and pure air here, and asked a special question while Shen Jiangtao was not paying attention.

"Me? What do I?" Shen Jiangtao asked in confusion.

"Didn't you say you want to see the mountain here? Don't you want to see if you can find the legendary living dragon cave?" Yang Tao looked at Shen Jiangtao with huge eyes, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Although she seemed extremely casual on the surface, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, as if she was a child who was afraid that others would find out after making a mistake. However, even so, if you look closely, you will find a hint of redness on her face.

Shen Jiangtao did not pay special attention to these things. He focused most of his attention here, enjoying it, and wishing he could integrate into this world.

"This is just Gongsun Mobai's notes. Since I left Changshou Village, I have met many Feng Shui masters. All of their Feng Shui techniques are not bad, but they have never mentioned Liu Bowen's existence, let alone the living dragon mentioned in the notes. Oh, I don't know now, how credible is Gongsun Mobai's notes."

Shen Jiangtao's mood just now was immediately affected by this incident and suddenly fell into melancholy.

After seeing Shen Jiangtao's mood flip, Yang Tao pouted with a look of self-blame. She knew that if she hadn't asked that, she wouldn't have done that. She stopped talking, took out the drawing board obediently and began to outline it on rice paper with a pen.
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