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After arriving at Lhasa, Yang Tian and his friends went their separate ways.

They had made reservations for attractions in advance, so they had to go.

Jiang Yuebai and his friends went wherever they went, unless they made reservations for attractions they particularly wanted to visit.

For a place like Lhasa, they came mainly to feel the atmosphere and experience the local customs and practices.

Some attractions can be reserved after people arrive. If they can make reservations, they can go. If they can't make reservations, they can change to another attraction.

"Do you two want to, or are you still in pain?" After helping Xia Ziyuan with the massage, Jiang Yuebai looked at the remaining two.

These two are still giving in.

The two looked at each other, and finally Wen Xilan stood up.

"Xiaobai, be gentle."

"It won't hurt, don't worry." Jiang Yuebai held Wen Xilan's hand in his hand, and then began to press the acupuncture points.

However, Wen Xilan didn't believe Jiang Yuebai's "nonsense" at all.

If it didn't hurt, Ziyuan wouldn't have screamed just now.

"Xilan, it doesn't hurt, it's just a little..." Xia Ziyuan was a little embarrassed to say it, it really didn't hurt much.

Su Ying'er would think of the feeling just now: "I don't seem to feel anything except a little itchy."

"Ah!" When Jiang Yuebai pressed Wen Xilan's head, as expected, she screamed like Xia Ziyuan.

I don't know if it really hurts or it's because the massage is too comfortable.

Wen Xilan realized her voice and immediately covered her mouth, but the color of her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The others beside her were all amused.

She still had a red face until Jiang Yuebai finished massaging her.

"Lanlan, how do you feel? Is it not so uncomfortable?" Su Ying'er asked.

At this time, Wen Xilan was too embarrassed to speak and could only nod.

"Okay, you are the only one left. If you don't press, we will set off to the scenic spot."

"Press, press, press..." Song Qianyun immediately stepped forward.

If I really don't press, I will probably feel uncomfortable for a day.

The main thing is that she feels tired even when walking now. If she doesn't solve it, she won't be able to play today.

Under her strong restraint, she finally didn't make a sound like Xia Ziyuan and Wen Xilan.

"Okay, how do you feel?"

"Much better."

"Not so uncomfortable anymore."

"Xiaobai, you are amazing."

"Xiaobai, it's better to take you with you than anything else."

"That's because you didn't do your homework in advance and even forgot about the altitude sickness." Jiang Yuebai said mercilessly.

"I have you."

"Okay, since you feel much better, let's go."

"Let's go!"

The group first found an oxygen supply hotel, which is where many outsiders stay.

These hotels provide high-concentration oxygen supply to help guests relieve altitude sickness and other hypoxia symptoms, thereby providing a safer and more comfortable environment.

After a morning of rest in the hotel, the altitude sickness of the group finally disappeared.

In the afternoon, they were fully revived one by one, and they rushed to their first stop here - Barkhor Street.

Walking to the Jokhang Temple, you can see many people worshipping here, all of them are believers from all over the world.

They are either kneeling, turning the prayer wheel, or chanting scriptures softly, and everyone's face is full of piety and tranquility.

This is a holy place of Tibetan Buddhism, with a long history, unique architectural style, and full of mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

Everyone stopped here to watch for a while, and continued to walk in. The streets were lined with ancient Tibetan buildings, and the shops were filled with various handicrafts, traditional costumes and religious supplies.

The air was filled with the smell of butter tea and Tibetan incense, and the low sound of the prayer wheel and the chanting of believers echoed in the ears.

"Xiaobai, do you know this word?" Long Zhan looked up at the sign above the shop.

"Tibetan characters, coffee restaurant." Jiang Yuebai glanced at it.

Long Zhan was surprised and said, "You know this too?"

"Isn't there a row of Chinese characters below?"

"Ah?" Long Zhan looked again, and it was true. There were Chinese characters under each row of Tibetan characters.

The crowd visited all the places to check in along the street. Because they were worried that they would not be able to get used to the food here, they still had lunch at the fried chicken shop.

"No, I'm full. I have never eaten so much fried chicken in my life." Long Zhan spread out on the chair and touched his stomach.

"Who told you to eat so much, and you insisted that the fried chicken here is better than the one in Shangdu, they are obviously the same brand." Wang Shiqing wiped Long Zhan's mouth.

"He is hungry. If he is hungry for a while, everything he eats will taste good." Jiang Yuebai said.

Because of their physical condition, they did not eat lunch before. They bought some snacks and milk tea while shopping, but they were not hungry at all.

"Let's go, and the most important thing isThe place has not been visited yet. "After eating and drinking, everyone set out again.

After strolling in Barkhor Street for a few more hours, everyone walked towards the most sacred place.

As night fell, the lights of Barkhor Street gradually lit up, and Su Ying'er and others took out their mobile phones to record this unforgettable moment.

When they arrived at the square in front of the Potala Palace, a large number of tourists had gathered here.

They all came here to watch the lighting ceremony of the Potala Palace. Like the Yellow Crane Tower, there will be many tourists waiting for the moment of lighting.

This magnificent building complex located on the Lhasa Maburi Mountain is the highest ancient palace building complex in the world, and it is also the largest and most complete building complex in Tibet.

When night fell, the lights of the Potala Palace gradually lit up.

The design cleverly uses high-color rendering LED lamps with different color temperatures to show the color matching of the building.

The red, golden and white walls are more vivid under the light.

"Wow!"

"It's bright!"

"It's started! ”

“…”

The tourists in the square exclaimed.

The lights not only illuminated the Potala Palace, but also became part of the night view of Lhasa.

Jiang Yuebai and his party stood in the square, looking at the scene in front of them, with a lot of emotion in their hearts.

After more than two months, they finally arrived at the "Roof of the World".

"Have we traveled half of China?"

"Almost."

"The scenery along the way is really different, and I don't know what kind of beautiful scenery will be on the road ahead."

"Play slowly, it's just in time for the Chinese New Year."

"That doesn't take that long." It's only the end of August, and there are still four or five months before the Chinese New Year.

After watching the night view of the Potala Palace, everyone wandered around nearby.

"Gurgle..."

"What's that sound?"

"It seems to be my stomach." Long Zhan was a little embarrassed.

"Didn't you say you were full?"

"Eat a lot and exercise a lot. ”

“How about we go out for a midnight snack?” Su Ying’er suggested.

“Good idea, what to eat?” Song Qianyun agreed.

“I heard that the yak hotpot here is very special, how about we go and eat that?” Tao Hong suggested.

“Sister Hong, that’s a good idea!”

“That’s settled then.”