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Looking at Lin Xuan's serious expression, everyone began to believe that Lin Xuan really wasn't lying.

"No way?" Su Xia said with some disbelief: "Isn't this secret book compiled in a novel?"

"That's right," Zhou Qingquan looked at Lin Xuan and said, "Lin Xuan, you have to make a draft when you lie."

Lin Xuan said: "Everyone knows who Abreu is, right? He has tried it."

Abreu nodded and said, "It does work, but I can't do this."

Zhao Xiaoou waved his hand and said: "Abreu is yours. He can make things right for you no matter what you say. I don't believe it."

Lin Xuan sighed, folded his hands on his forehead and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Lin Xuan's appearance made everyone suspicious, until Wang Ruoya said with a smile: "Okay, are you really ready to try it? That one is fake!"

Only then did everyone realize that Lin Xuan's trembling shoulders were actually suppressing laughter.

"Well, Lin Xuan, I didn't expect you to be a good actor!" Zhou Qingquan pointed at Lin Xuan with shaking hands, then covered his chest and said: "My heart has been greatly shocked, Lin Xuan, don't you find me a Ming Dynasty actor Blue and white porcelain, I will lie down at your house and not get up at the door!!"

Lin Xuan sighed and said: "Master Zhou, you are forcing others to make things difficult for you!"

"Then I don't care!" Zhou Qingquan sat down with his arms folded and said, "With your acting skills, why don't you go into the entertainment industry!"

"That kind of mixed-race place is not suitable for me," Lin Xuan took a sip of kumis, then looked at Wang Ruoya and said with a smile, "I am suitable for eating soft rice.

"Why are you eating soft food?" Wang Ruoya said with a smile on her lips: "Okay, stop pretending, let's go out and play quickly after eating."

Everyone then returned to normal. 1

Su Xia flipped through the content at the back of the Sunflower Book with some disappointment, and discovered a problem as she looked at it.

He sipped the paper and suddenly asked: "Brother Lin, does this paper have a good background?"

Lin Xuan paused for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, it was probably handed down from the Ming Dynasty.

Su Xia asked again: "Then what's the meaning of this word?"

Lin Xuan suddenly changed the subject and said, "This food is delicious, let's eat it."

Su Xia looked at Lin Xuan persistently with eyes full of curiosity.

Lin Xuan then said with some embarrassment: "I didn't drink well before, but then I drank too much, so I wrote it down."

"..." Su Xia was speechless for a long time, and finally uttered a few words: "This word is quite beautiful.'

Lin Xuan smiled modestly: "It's okay, okay."

Zhao Xiaoou took the Sunflower Book in his hand and looked at it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay? This is Wang Xizhi's body, right? And he has his character. Lin Xuan is amazing!"

Lin Xuan took the Sunflower Book, flipped through it and said expressionlessly: "It's written casually, it doesn't count.

After eating, the group walked around Balang Street a few times, bought some specialties, and then drove to the Jokhang Temple to take a look. Seeing that the temperature began to drop, they drove back to the hotel together.

The anchor did what Chen Zhiyu said, squatting at the door of the hotel to guard them.

After seeing Lin Xuan and others getting out of the car, the anchor's eyes lit up and he immediately rushed up to Lin Xuan, bowed to Lin Xuan, pointed at his throat and made a few breathy sounds, hoping that Lin Xuan would help him unlock his mute point.

Lin Xuan looked at the anchor, rolled the Sunflower Book in his hand into a tube, and knocked it towards the anchor.

The anchor thought Lin Xuan was going to hit him, so he took a step back in fright.

But his reaction couldn't compare to that of Lin Xuan. The moment he stepped back, Lin Xuan's gun had already hit him.

Then Lin Xuan said: "It's untied, leave quickly."

The anchor was stunned for a moment, then tentatively opened his mouth and said "Ah!"

"...!"

The anchor looked surprised when he found out that he could speak.

He said to Lin Xuan and others: "I am too blind to recognize Taishan in the Potala Palace. I hope you can forgive me for my reckless behavior. I have deleted the recording of the live broadcast, but the netizens spread it, I…………………

"Okay, leave as soon as I let you go," Zhou Qingquan said impatiently: "Don't follow us here."

The anchor opened his mouth, and finally just hummed, then turned around and drove away.

During the period of being a mute, he did remember the name Zhou Qingquan, and after Baidu discovered that Zhou Qingquan turned out to be the second generation of the richest man in Yanjing, and he was definitely someone he could not mess with.

And the people around him are not simple either. Not to mention that he could also see that this group of people was led by the man who tapped his hole.

On the way out, the anchor looked at Lin Xuan and others with some longing, and murmured: "Whenever... I wish I could become like them."

After returning to the hotel, a group of people discussed and decided to visit the three holy lakes in Lhasa tomorrow, namely Namtso, Yamdrok and Manasarovar.

………………Please give me flowers………………

The closest of the three lakes is Yamdrok Lake, followed by Namtso Lake. Manasarovar Lake seems to have been closed due to some problems recently, so everyone gave up the idea of ​​going to Manasarovar Lake.

At noon the next day, everyone arrived at Yamdrok Yongcuo and followed the navigation to the end point, Day Care Cliff.

As soon as she got off the car, Wang Ruoya said with a smile: "It feels very quiet here, with a relaxing feeling."

"Indeed," Su Nichang nodded and said, "If there is a hotel here, I will definitely come back and stay for a few days."

Zhou Yanyan yawned, stretched and said, "I can't stand this kind of place. It's too lonely, just like this temple."

When everyone looked towards the temple, in a corner outside the temple wall, two children were laughing and holding two lively fishes, while under the corner, their parents were looking at them with satisfaction.

And in front of them was an electric pot.

Zhou Qingquan pointed at them in surprise and asked, "Am I right? Are they eating fish?"

Lin Xuan nodded affirmatively and said, "You read that right, and that fish comes from this lake."

Zhou Qingquan's expression instantly seemed like a mask of pain. He looked at the lake, then at the family who was killing fish, and said, "If I remember correctly, this lake is a holy lake?"

Everyone nodded.

Zhou Qingquan asked again: "Do Tibetan people have the custom of water burial?"

Everyone continued to nod.

Zhou Qingquan looked at the family and said, "Then they still eat?"

Lao Ding said: "This is normal. Some families traveling by car don't hire tour guides at all, and they don't read the guide carefully, so this kind of thing happens very frequently."

As soon as Lao Ding finished speaking, he saw a monk coming out of the temple and was about to say something to the family.

But before the monk could speak, the two children began to cry loudly. The parents also looked unhappy, and the one who killed the fish even pointed a knife at the monk.

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed helplessly.

Zhou Qingquan said: "How about I go up and explain it clearly to them and give them some advice?"

"Forget it?" Zhou Yanyan pulled Zhou Qingquan and said with some worry: "The person who killed the fish, I think there is something wrong with his mental state. What if she does something..."