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The skin of the pilgrims is dark and red, but their faces have firm eyes.

Every kowtow seemed so reverent and awe-inspiring.

Li Xiao also met local people from Lhasa on the train, and they also talked to Li Xiao about the pilgrimage at that time.

Generally speaking, Tibetans do not go out for pilgrimage alone, but the whole family together.

The accompanying food is loaded on a cart, which is pulled by oxen or pushed by people.

People who kowtow will push the car forward first, return to the original place, and then kneel down step by step, so in fact, they have to walk three times for a certain distance.

When kneeling, they wear special protective gear, which looks like a pair of shoes on their hands.

In addition, the Tibetan uncle also said that there are relatively few kowtows entering Lhasa in the surrounding areas of Lhasa, but more Tibetans in Qinghai and Kham Tibetan areas kowtow.

In the past, those who kowtowed to enter Lhasa were relatively famous or wealthy people in the village.

Because each pilgrimage requires a lot of reserves and a lot of time.

People without money can't afford to go.

Some pilgrimage families will store up enough food after the harvest and spend several months or even more than a year to complete this pilgrimage process.

If they can succeed, they will be greatly supported when they go back.

But then, with this pilgrimage, life just got better.

The number of people who can make a pilgrimage has also increased.

But while the number increased, some things were quietly changing.

Now many Tibetans have not really passed through step by step.

Probably the more devout people knock more.

Those who only care about the result, they walked or took a farm vehicle along the way.

In important areas, such as the pass on the top of the mountain, where there are temples, it is only step by step.

Therefore, in many cases, there are a lot of people kowtowing in these places, and after kowtowing for a certain distance, they will take a car to the next place.

Of course, there are lazy ones and pious ones.

Because society is more developed and inclusive.

It also allows some poorer families to have the opportunity to make a pilgrimage.

They will prepare some necessary supplies, seek alms and help from Tibetans along the way, and then arrive in Lhasa.

This kind of person, not only will not be disliked locally, but is very popular.

Because, in the eyes of the Tibetans, I have funded the other party, and the other party's going to Lhasa can also bring me a blessing.

However, from Li Xiao's point of view.

Sometimes pilgrimage is not a kind of religious belief, but a kind of experience of one's own heart and body.

After a long and arduous pilgrimage, every time you want to give up, just grit your teeth and persevere, and your whole person will become quite different from before.

At least Li Xiao could see that in the eyes of those ragged pilgrims, there was more fiery confidence than ordinary people. The firmness in their eyes and the smile at the corners of their mouths made people want to join them.

But considering his own situation, Li Xiao could only shake his head and put this absurd idea behind him.

In this world, there may not be many opportunities to fulfill this wish.

Maybe when I go back in the future, I can find some leisure time and make a short pilgrimage.

You don't need to kneel down for several months like a formal pilgrim. You only need a dozen days of experience, which may also make your body and mind feel more relaxed.

Li Xiao withdrew his gaze and looked at the milky white high walls and red walls of the Potala Palace in front of him. The red and white walls gave people a rather majestic feeling.

And with this feeling, as the distance shortens, the Potala Palace presented in the field of vision becomes more spectacular.

Suddenly, for a moment, a familiar feeling appeared in Li Xiao's sight, and he was a little puzzled where this feeling came from.

Then, he seemed to notice something.

His eyes swept over the passengers who were queuing up ahead.

I saw green 50 yuan banknotes in many people's hands.

Only then did he realize where this sense of familiarity came from.

He took a 50-yuan bill out of the bag.

Flip to the back, that is the panorama of the Potala Palace.

And his location happened to be exactly the same as the Potala Palace in the background.

This feeling is really amazing. Seeing things that I usually come into contact with in reality has a sense of interlacing reality and illusion.

He quickly set up the tripod, and aimed the center of the lens at the Potala Palace and the Maburi Mountain below.

He compared the back of the 50 yuan with the lens of his camera, nodded with satisfaction, and saw exactly the same scenery.

Although there is still some difference in size, it is harmless to Li Xiao.

The speed of the team is still very fast.

However, when Li Xiao approached the white wall, he unexpectedly found passengers queuing up by the wall.

Many people began to make some strange moves.

Seeing that in addition to some guys posing for pictures, Li Xiao also saw some guys sticking out their tongues and pointing at the white wall with strange expressions, Li Xiao felt that his face was full of question marks.

Could it be that this is the same weird operation as licking iron handrails in winter?

At this moment, a conversation came to Li Xiao's ears.

"Xiaowen! Is this wall really made of milk? Isn't it sweet?"

The little girl named Xiaowen, wearing blue glasses, a white down jacket, and a light yellow bear ear hat, looked cute.

However, the expression on his face at this time was somewhat indescribable.

She faltered for a long time before saying:

"How should I put it, I can really feel the taste of milk, and a little bit of strange sweetness, but more of bitterness and astringency, but it should be true if it is watered with milk."

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Li Xiao was a little dazed by the conversation between the two girls.

He had also heard the rumor of the Milk Wall.

He thought it was some kind of urban legend.

I didn't expect that someone would actually try it, and there were quite a few of them.

At this time, an aunt next to her who was wearing Tibetan clothes and had obvious plateau red on her face reminded in a low voice:

"Little baby, rinse your mouth with water quickly, don't lick this wall."

"Although there is milk and honey in it, the white mortar for wall painting is also mixed with a lot of lime and wormwood ash to increase its viscosity."

"So if you eat too much, your tongue will become numb and astringent, and some people with poor health may have allergic reactions."

"Hurry up and rinse your mouth with water, and spit out the taste on your tongue!"

Hearing the reminder from the aunt, the two thanked the aunt for the reminder, and quickly took out the water bottle to rinse their mouths.

Li Xiao smiled wryly, good guy.

It's the bear kids whose tongues are frozen because they lick the handrails in winter.

Why are two adults in their twenties doing such a stupid thing?

The mentality of people nowadays is too strong, and they dare to try inexplicable things.

However, there was a faint scent of milk coming from the wall.

For some reason, Li Xiao seemed to be able to sense some strange thoughts in his mind.

Shaking his head, he wanted to throw away the strange idea.

Li Xiao looked out of the team.

In addition to some tourists foolishly licking the wall, some tourists who are good at singing and dancing set up selfie stands and danced under the majestic Potala Palace.

And not just one or two, of course there are not only tourists, but also Tibetans who came to worship.

Some local Tibetans were attracted by the singing, and they also sang and danced beside them.

So much so that Li Xiao, after confirming that the Milk Wall is not an urban legend, was a little skeptical for a while.

The truth of another urban legend rumored on the Internet.

Perhaps, the college entrance examination in Tibet will really test horse riding and dancing.