Half an hour later, when the two goddesses happily drove Xiang Hui and Zhan Yitian to carry the two large cardboard boxes of goods they purchased to the hotel, Zhan Yitian frowned and shook his head secretly from time to time. Head down.
"Zhan Yitian, as men we should be more generous. It should be an honor to be able to put more effort into women. You can't be too stingy in this regard."
Xiang Hui was walking side by side with Zhan Yitian behind the two goddesses with an excited look on his face. However, when he saw Zhan Yitian's unhappy look, he started to enlighten him in a low voice.
Hearing Xiang Hui's sudden words, Zhan Tiantian was stunned for a moment and had no choice but to smile at him and cheer up.
"Well, that's pretty cool!" Seeing that his words had an effect, Xiang Hui smiled with satisfaction, and then continued to stare at the plump buttocks of the two goddesses in front of him to admire them.
Zhan Yitian sighed secretly when he saw this, Xiang Hui didn't know what he was thinking!
What makes Zhan Yitian depressed is that the Tibetans he sees along the road no longer have the prayer wheels in the hands of the Tibetan grandmother just now.
In that prayer wheel, Zhan Yitian discovered what he wanted so much.
The energy of Lung Metal!
Previously, Zhan Yitian saw an extremely precious prayer wheel through the leather cover.
That prayer wheel is extremely exquisite. Not only is the wheel body made of pure gold, but its surface is also inlaid with many red and green agates and gemstones. The radiance of the prayer wheel shows how valuable and impressive it is. .
However, Zhan Yitian didn't care about its value, but there was also a scripture written on parchment hidden inside the prayer wheel. The scripture actually turned into a "swastika" character that glowed with golden light!
What Zhan Yitian wants to get is the lung-gold energy on this "卍" character!
This "卍" rune means auspiciousness and auspiciousness. Although it is a Buddhist mantra, the lung metal energy filled in it is very useful for improving the day.
Because Zhan Yitian felt that this kind of lung-gold energy can temper the metallic spiritual roots, which is very helpful for improving the golden spiritual roots!
As long as a certain amount of Lung Metal Qi can be absorbed and refined, the golden spiritual root that is spread out for a day will grow significantly. If it advances to another level, it will be very possible for the cultivation level to break through to the foundation building stage.
So, when Zhan Yitian discovered this spiritual energy from the prayer wheel, he began to pay attention to the prayer wheels around him, hoping to find more lung gold energy from the prayer wheels.
But what Zhan Yitian didn't know was that the formation of this lung-gold energy was not an easy task. In addition to the special configuration of materials required to make Buddhist vessels, the finished Buddhist vessels also require countless years of continuous chanting and worship before they can be gradually formed.
Today, Zhan Yitian accidentally discovered this prayer wheel filled with lung-gold energy and formed with the character "Swastika". It is actually an antique and has existed for hundreds of years.
So after Zhan Yitian saw other Tibetans holding prayer wheels made of wood or ordinary metal, he felt depressed.
After returning to the hotel, Zhan Yitian placed the large cardboard box in his arms in the room of the two goddesses, then fell on the bed in his room, racking his brains to analyze the reasons for the formation of Lung Metal Qi.
"Zhan Yitian, this copper dagger is really good. Not only is the blade sharp, but it is also simple and beautiful. The most important thing is that it only cost 30 yuan. It is more than three or four times cheaper than the one on Barkhor Street, and the quality is even higher. Quite a few, definitely worth collecting."
As soon as Xiang Hui entered the room, he couldn't wait to play with a Tibetan copper dagger he bought from the wholesale market.
While he was playing with the dagger excitedly, he still tried to persuade Zhan Yitian, because Zhan Yitian didn't buy anything, which puzzled Xiang Hui.
After all, it’s not easy to come to Lhasa, so it would be a pity to go back without bringing some souvenirs. If Zhan Yiyi had money issues, Xiang Hui would be even more puzzled, because at that time he had already planned to give Zhan Yiyi a knife, but Zhan Yiyi still firmly refused.
"As long as you like it, I'm really not interested in this knife." Zhan Tiantian smiled helplessly at Xiang Hui and repeated the previous explanation again.
If Zhan Yitian was willing, he could make several knives like this with copper ingots, and the quality would be better than this one.
Xiang Hui naturally didn't know what Zhan Yitian was capable of. After shaking his head with regret for Zhan Yitian, he carefully put away the dagger and took out a prayer wheel.
This prayer wheel was also bought by Xiang Hui from the wholesale market. The wooden handle and copper wheel are also very finely crafted, even more eye-catching than the prayer wheels used by some Tibetans.
As soon as the prayer wheel was taken out, Xiang Hui imitated the Tibetan people's way of chanting and turning the sutra. While reciting the six-character mantra in his mouth, he held the prayer wheel in his right hand and turned the sutra.
Xiang Hui was wearing shorts and a vest, and the way he imitated the Tibetan people in praying seemed very funny.
However, Zhan Yitian was not amused by Xiang Hui's funny appearance. On the contrary, after Zhan Yitian stared at the prayer wheel for a while, a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to have a hint of enlightenment.
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The sky in Lhasa was still so bright in the evening, but out of habit, Xiang Hui and others could no longer wait until dark before going out for dinner, because their stomachs were already growling at this time.
But to Xiang Hui's surprise, when the two goddesses finally opened the door and appeared in front of him, Xiang Hui's eyes were dazzled by the two beautiful girls with exotic auras.
It turned out that at this time, Fang Wenxin and Zhou Zichen both put on a set of Tibetan girl costumes. Although there were no precious gold, silver and jewelry for decoration, the two girls' naturally beautiful skin and pretty faces were definitely the most popular in Lhasa. I can't find the third one.
Because at this time, the two goddesses had dressed up as Tibetan girls, and real Tibetan girls would not have such fair and tender skin as the two of them.
However, Xiang Hui soon turned from shock to excitement. As soon as he left the hotel, he and Zhan Yitian took on the important task of protecting the flowers. But the two goddesses were walking shyly on the street, and they were even more charming and sultry.
Because the two goddesses were walking on the street in bright Tibetan clothes, those who didn't know it thought they were really two beautiful Tibetan girls!
Therefore, as soon as the two girls appeared on the street, they quickly attracted the fiery eyes of many young men.
Not only were there many male tourists who were stunned by the stunning brilliance of the two goddesses, but even the Tibetan boys had their eyes on fire, showing a strong desire to conquer.
If the two goddesses weren't followed closely by two tall and muscular young men, Xiang Hui and Zhan Tiantian, there's no telling what kind of commotion would have occurred.
However, Fang Wenxin and Zhou Zichen enjoyed this feeling very much, and their shy eyebrows looked even more charming.
But Xiang Hui was in the most complicated mood at this moment. At this moment, he was both proud of being able to accompany the two goddesses, but also felt uneasy about the huge reaction caused by the two girls.
After all, this is Lhasa. If he encounters some tough Tibetans who are looking for trouble, Xiang Hui will definitely be able to deal with them even if he is not arrogant enough.
If there weren't teams of armed police patrolling here from time to time, Xiang Hui would even want to persuade these two goddesses to keep a lower profile.
Fortunately, not long after, Fang Wenxin and others walked into a Tibetan restaurant with a bright storefront. This restaurant is doing a good business, and nine out of ten seats are filled with customers.
Although most of the customers in the restaurant were immersed in their meals, the arrival of Fang Wenxin and others still attracted the attention of many people.
The waiter quickly found a seat for four people for Fang Wenxin and others. When the four sat down satisfactorily, Xiang Hui opened the menu and picked out the dishes.
At this time, Fang Wenxin and Zhou Zichen fanned some slight cool breeze with their palms to cool down their red cheeks, and then began to taste the free butter tea in an elegant manner.
Although these two goddesses have already sat down, their beautiful looks and elegant manners still firmly attract the diners around them.
And this even caused a Tibetan young man diagonally opposite, with two dining tables in the middle, to look at him frequently. Because his actions soon attracted the attention of a Tibetan uncle who was sitting at the same table with him and was drinking wine in a muffled voice. of attention.
"Pay the bill!"
An hour later, when Xiang Hui wiped his greasy mouth clean and shouted to the waiter to pay the bill, an accident occurred.
"Sir, your meal has been paid!" the waiter explained politely in Mandarin that was not very fluent.
"What? Our order has been settled?"
"Yes sir, you don't have to pay for this meal anymore!"
Xiang Hui was surprised after hearing the waiter's answer. Not only him, but also Zhan Yitian and the two goddesses were confused.
Who actually paid for them? You must know that although this meal is not particularly rich and luxurious, the price is not cheap either.
This is also because today’s harvest was so great and it was the first day in Lhasa. Everyone ordered this rich dinner because they were in a good mood and had a strong appetite.
Rough calculation shows that this meal will cost nearly 200 yuan!
But in Lhasa, a place they are unfamiliar with, who will pay for them? Even Zhan Yitian looked confused.
After all, in this kind of environment, Zhan would not be so bored all day that he would just use his spiritual thoughts to pay attention to the words and deeds of the people around him.
But just when Xiang Hui and others were in shock, a Tibetan uncle walked towards them with a smile.
"Two beautiful girls from Hoh Xil, please accept the invitation from a kind-hearted Tibetan from Namtso Lake and go to a bonfire party tonight, okay?" The Tibetan uncle stood in front of Fang Wenxin with a kind face. Said slowly in Chinese.
