Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

Golden and soft, breathtakingly beautiful.

Her eyes seemed to be filled with wind and snow. She sat by the window, facing the still majestic side of the mountain. I don’t know how long she sat there. From the darkness, she could only see the blurred outline of the mountain to the first sunrise today. The radiance spreads evenly,

It was completely illuminated, and the dazzling light pierced straight into the girl's sore eyes.She gently fluttered her eyelashes and raised her head to bathe in the morning sun.

After a while, she covered the sun with her hands, casting a shadow on her face.

When the girl opened the door of the wing room, she glanced at the bronze mirror on the dressing table, and her face was reflected vaguely. Jiang Han accidentally saw the girl's face, and he was shocked. It was Bai Wei's face. So similar, or is this Bai Wei?

The girl just glanced inadvertently, or Bai Wei, she didn't pay much attention to it, and left the corridor indifferently.Instead, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from behind, a young man hurriedly chased after him, and went down the stairs side by side with Bai Wei.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze a bit, and the person who followed him scratched his head in embarrassment, probably because he also felt that it was a bit abrupt to run over so impulsively.

But soon, he broke the situation, and the boy asked softly, "Are you going to have breakfast, why don't you come with me, I know a small restaurant with good taste."

Bai Wei has always been alone. Hearing this, she couldn't help looking up at him suspiciously and defensively. The boy stared at her seriously, "I just want to invite you to have breakfast together."

He paused, and then explained: "We met yesterday, but you may have regarded me as an apprentice who wanted to strike up a conversation!" After finishing speaking, he smiled embarrassedly.Bai Wei thought for a while, and finally agreed to his request.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate of the inn, Bai Wei felt a gust of cool air, she took a deep breath, the inside of her chest was extremely cool, she couldn't help being refreshed, and got rid of some fatigue caused by lack of sleep.The corner of the mouth of the young man next to him always raised upwards, looking very high-spirited.

"My name is Jiang Han." He turned his head and stared at Bai Wei with sparkling eyes, "What about you?" As soon as he said this, Jiang Han's body shook in his sleep, and the children surrounded by Tang Xuanzang and Monkey King , that is, the children who were rescued by them at the beginning looked like Bodhisattvas who saved the world.

A willow branch was twisted in one hand, his eyebrows were a little red, his posture was dignified, and his treasure appeared suddenly. There were some drops of water on the leaves of the willow branch out of thin air, so he put the drops of water on Jiang Han's forehead.

Jiang Han's frown calmed down, and the little Bodhisattva-like child said, "I didn't expect him to enter the fastest." The other echoed, "Yes." He walked over to look at Jiang Han, "But this No wonder." After leaving a meaningful sentence, he closed his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked solemn.

Back to where Jiang Han is now, just after the boy said his name was Jiang Han, Jiang Han looked at the bronze mirror and found that the boy's face had turned into his own.He clenched his fists tightly, Jiang Han took a deep breath, and suddenly relaxed, acting with the people inside.

Bai Wei didn't speak after hearing Jiang Han's name.This reminded her of the blue sky on the snow mountain, so pure as a piece of rough jade.

"Bai Wei. My name." After that, neither of them spoke again. Bai Wei followed Jiang Han's pace and walked along the street unhurriedly. Jiang Han looked down at himself, and then looked up at the sky. , the sunrise always comes very late, so it is still the morning sun for this snowy area.

But despite this, the street is still very lively. The old-fashioned wooden houses stand on both sides of the street, retaining the most traditional culture of the ethnic group here, with a strong ethnic flavor.

Squeezing some more in the middle are all kinds of shops and stalls, all kinds of dazzling.

The streets are paved with hand-polished stones, adding a bit of old and simple flavor.There will be no hasty expression on the face of every tribe here, their rhythm is soft, Jiang Han is in it, as if he can also feel that such a Tibetan will not be hindered by others until he belongs to his own footsteps rhythm of life.

Jiang Han suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around and smiled at Bai Wei and said, "Here we are!" Bai Wei looked in the direction Jiang Han was pointing at. It was a very small store, and the decoration wasn't very impressive, but there was oil tea coming from it. The sweet smell mixed with the slightly intoxicating flavor of the green wine subtly seduces passers-by on the road.

Jiang Han walked in with Bai Wei. The man in charge was a rough man. He saw Jiang Han first, waved to him, and showed a hearty smile.

Jiang Han also smiled and waved his hands, and then he and Bai Wei found a table and stool to sit down. The manager poked his head out from behind the kitchen partition and shouted at them what to eat. It's a lot of space.Jiang Han looked at Bai Wei, and was about to ask her what she wanted to eat, when Bai Wei said softly, "Order, I don't know what's delicious." Jiang Han had no choice but to nod.

When the two bowls of noodles and sweet tea were served, Bai Wei's stomach finally couldn't help but growl, but fortunately it was not loud.She just ate something hastily yesterday, and she hasn't eaten anything since then. The little food in her stomach has already been digested.

She first took a sip of the hot sweet tea, and she was surrounded by a warm atmosphere.Jiang Han asked with a smile: "How is it?" Bai Wei nodded, "It's delicious."

The rising sun here gradually touched upwards, and the sun became brighter, leaving the small shop little by little, and ran quietly outside the door.They sat on the narrow wooden benches at the entrance of the small shop,

You can see all kinds of passers-by on the street. The wooden table in front of you may feel cramped at first glance, but the traces of drinking tea and drinking left over the years on it reflect the brilliance under the sunlight.

The cups filled with sweet tea can be said to be the most common here, but Bai Wei still thinks it is very special, and she feels nostalgic for the shining golden glass.

In the small thermos pot next to it, the rich sweet tea is quietly hiding in it, and a layer of milk skin has condensed on the surface accidentally, without a trace of ripple.Almost all the people who passed by gave them a simple and warm smile, and people's satisfied faces were full of kindness.

Bai Wei picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, and swallowed it into her belly. Suddenly, a warm sense of satisfaction came from her stomach. The corners of her mouth rose slightly. This was the first time she felt a kind of satisfaction in recent years. Bai Wei looked up. Look at the boy who is eating noodles, even though it is winter, he is still sweating profusely. *..