Earth in the Age of Pokemon

Walking into Barkhor Street is like walking into the legendary round world.

The Bakuo Street, which is 1.5 kilometers in circumference and 9 meters in width, is in a beautiful arc shape with old-fashioned storage houses on both sides. There are several giant incense burners in the center of the street.

In Tibetan, Barkor Street means the street surrounding the Jokhang Temple.

Following the crowd, Xu Yi and Susu walked towards the Jokhang Temple in a clockwise direction.

You can’t walk counterclockwise here in Barkhor Street. Even if the Jokhang Temple is 100 meters behind, you can’t go back counterclockwise, you have to turn clockwise.

People compare Barkhor Street to a big clock, and the magnificent Jokhang Temple is like a clock shaft, and those devout believers are like hour and minute hands.

Every day from the morning glow to the sunset, countless Tibetan Buddhist believers flock to Barkhor Street from all directions, gathering into a colorful stream of people, turning on this circular street with the Jokhang Temple as the center.

Occasionally there will be old people or young people in ragged clothes praying devoutly nearby.

They wrapped their hands with cloth strips, and walked a few steps to bow to the Jokhang Temple. Regardless of whether the ground is level, clean or not, regardless of people's attention or discussion, these pilgrims have their own perseverance.

Religious, chanting words, folded hands, raised the top of the head, squatted down, crashed to the ground, stretched both hands as far as possible, kicked back as far as possible, and wrote the word upright.

Then get up and walk a few steps, repeat the above actions...

The forehead was bloody, the palms were worn out with calluses, the clothes and pants were torn and the shoes and socks were torn, still pious and persistent, and the bronze-colored face was tired but energetic.

The crowds walking neatly and clockwise around him seem to be phantoms. They are immersed in their own world and unswervingly move towards faith.

Xu Yi looked at the pilgrims with a trace of admiration on his face. Although he did not believe in any sect or worshipped any gods and Buddhas, he also respected these people.

Pilgrims come from all directions. For the faith in their hearts, they practice the etiquette of five steps and one prayer, ten steps and one kneel, and step by step to Lhasa, which itself requires supreme perseverance.

"Don't affect them, let's keep going."

Strictly speaking, Barkhor Street is actually no different from the streets of general tourist attractions.

It is nothing more than shops, tourists, and people of all colors stop and go here. Or shopping, or taking pictures, or looking up at the sky, or walking with your head down.

The difference is probably between those pilgrims with great perseverance and the devout local Tibetans.

But when you are really in it, you have a different feeling from other tourist attractions. A faint smell of fireworks lingers, this is the smell of incense.

Xu Yi stood on the square holding Susu's small hand.

The square is very large, with people coming and going, and there are many incense burners around it.

The milky white smoke slowly rises from the incense burner, and the flames "swish and swish" up, very vigorous, handfuls of things like firewood but not firewood, constantly added by the endless stream of Tibetans , They are solemn, serious, and serious.

In addition to the incense burner, there are many bobos in the square, and tourists or pedestrians will deliberately bring corn and other food to those bobos.

Humans and elves work together to create a harmonious and beautiful picture.

The Jokhang Temple, located in the center of the ancient city, stands out among the residential buildings.

The Jokhang Temple building is a typical temple building in Tibetan areas. The building is not magnificent, and it is incomparable with the spectacular sight of the Potala Palace.

But around this temple, the aura that pervades is unusual.

On the top of the building, the splendid golden roof, the gilt victory tower, the "fragrant" bird that spreads its wings, the serene FaLun double deer, the crocodile head with grinning teeth, and the dark brown "side shell" wall. The architecture of the temple is intricately decorated.

Many local Tibetans worshipped at the gate of Jokhang Temple together with elves of various attributes.

What they did was also a great ceremony of five-body throwing the human body into one, but unlike the pilgrims, they always stood under the wall, facing the temple, and repeated the action over and over again.

Occasionally, several old people will make different handprints, put their hands on their foreheads, and bow their heads in all directions.

"Look at that way." Susu said, pointing to the worshiping crowd, "It's crazy."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yi moved his gaze away from the main body of the Jokhang Temple and looked in the direction Susu was pointing.

It was an old woman with gray hair, and a fairy with golden eyes narrowed into a gap floated by her side.

The appearance of the elves is like fat bones shrunk together, and the head is almost the same as that of a fox.

As Su Su said, a quasi-kingdom-level Hudi.

"It's that old man's elf," Xu Yi said lightly.

Compared with Flash Laroulas, Casey or Hudi is just like that.

"Go, let's go in and see the gym."

Shaking his head and looking away from Hu Di, Xu Yi led Susu into the Jokhang Temple where people came and went.

Outside the Jokhang Temple, there are countless devout believers making pilgrimages, but not many inside.

Along the way, Xu Yi found that most of them were trainers and monks, but there were very few local Tibetans.

Tibetans also need to work to support their families. Except for certain festivals, they certainly don't stay inside.

The smell of incense inside the temple is more intense. Under the influence of the environment, almost every trainer who came here to challenge the gymnasium did not have the unbearable expression of hippie smiles and loud noises.

"Two laymen, are they here to challenge the Tibetan Gymnasium?"

Not long after entering the interior, a young monk came to ask.

The monk was dressed in a dark red linen robes, with no hair on his head and a smile on his face.

Xu Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "We are just visiting."

He didn't have any thoughts to challenge the gymnasium. Besides, Xu Yi didn't report his status as a trainer to the National Gymnasium Management Association, and he was not eligible to compete in the gymnasium.

"That's it, please, please."

The monk was probably a staff member of the gym. Knowing that Xu Yi was not here to challenge the gym, he left without interruption.

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