Chapter 690

This sentence saved Li Yundong. He hurriedly said, "let's go to dinner first!"

Said, regardless of Meiduo, he ran away in a hurry.

MeDo stamped her feet angrily in place: "annoying Qiang bagra, don't say it early or late, but at this time, I'm so angry!"

After lunch, Li Yundong stayed with the Tibetans all afternoon and never dared to be alone again. Meiduo wanted to find a chance to get close to Li Yundong. He was so angry that Meiduo stamped her feet.

In the evening, when the Tibetans walked to the side of a winding river, Qiang bagra waved his whip and said loudly, "let's have a rest here today!"

At a glance, Li Yundong saw that it was the sunset hanging obliquely, with red clouds piled up on the horizon. In the distance, there was a holy snow mountain, winding and continuous. Nearby, there was a Silver Satin river passing through the green earth. At this time, as long as you take a picture frame and go anywhere, it would be a thick and colorful oil painting.

"What a beautiful place!" Li Yundong praised himself. He understood more and more why Ziyuan asked him to come here for practice.

It is not only high in altitude, but also close to the sky for nine days. Moreover, the air here is fresh. Unlike the exhaust from cars everywhere in the city, people breathe the polluted air every day.

When Li Yundong looked around, he only felt that the world was wide and the eyes were thousands of miles away. His heart suddenly felt bright, and the breath in his body became much stronger. Such a situation is naturally more suitable for cultivating and building a foundation.

Li Yundong looked at the clean river. He suddenly felt a move in his heart and wanted to take a bath in the river, but he knew that the Tibetans had rules. Some rivers can't take a bath, so he found Qiang bagra and said, "Qiang bagra, I want to take a bath in the river. I don't know if I can?"

Qiang bagra pondered for a moment and said, "this river was not allowed to take a bath, but you are the reincarnation of mahagala. Of course, you can take a bath in this river."

Li Yundong said with a smile, "isn't this a specialization? No, no, it's not good. I'd better not wash it."

Qiang bagra smiled: "we are short of water resources in Tibet, so people seldom take a bath. You Han people are different from us. We can tolerate not taking a bath for a year. You can't. go. It's okay. In fact, clean girls will also take a bath in the river, not just you."

Li Yundong was relieved and said goodbye to Qiang bagra. He came out of the tent. Sure enough, he saw some Tibetan women go to the river to wash clothes and bathe in groups. When these women saw him, they boldly smiled at him and greeted him in Tibetan.

Li Yundong smiled and watched them go away. Then he turned and went to his tent to take a bath in the evening.

Qiang bagra watched Li Yundong return to the tent. He stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and raised his feet to Meiduo's tent.

Late at night, the sky was dotted with stars and the bright moon hung high in the sky. Li Yundong gently drilled out of the tent. He came to the river, took off his clothes, found a stone and pressed it. Then he jumped into the river.