Water Splashing Festival: Pink gun dazzles foreign girlfriend

Chapter 175 When human power cannot change the situation, God is the last straw!
The next day, Yang Xuan and Lina got up early before dawn.

The early morning on the plateau can be a bit chilly, but it is much better than the heat and strong ultraviolet rays after the sun rises at noon.

So Yang Xuan and Lina decided to get up early and circumambulate the mountain.

The two of them started a new day in the faint morning light. The air was filled with coolness and tranquility. Only the occasional sound of wind in the distance was heard, intertwined with the sound of their footsteps lightly stepping on the grass.

Lina was wearing thick clothes and a woolen scarf around her neck. Despite the cold wind, her gaze was unusually firm.

Yang Xuan was carrying a backpack filled with necessary supplies and first aid tools to ensure a safe and smooth journey.

As the sky gradually turned pale, the two quickened their pace and headed towards Mount Kailash.

Although it is still far away from the sacred mountain, we can already see its appearance.

At this time, the sacred mountain is surrounded by a light morning mist, which adds a bit of mystery and solemnity.

Every few steps, Lina would stop and take a deep breath of the fresh air. She believed that this would give her more strength and inspiration.

"Yang I felt clearer and calmer than ever before, as if all the worldly troubles were washed away by this fresh air."

Lina turned to look at Yang Xuan with a satisfied smile on her face

"Perhaps this is the gift given to us by nature, allowing us to find spiritual comfort during our difficult journey."

"Let us cherish this moment and meet today's challenges in our best condition."

Yang Xuan's tone was full of encouragement and doting.

As the sun gradually rises, the golden sunlight shines on the snow-capped peaks of Mount Kailash. The entire mountain seems to be covered with a layer of golden light, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

Lina and Yang Xuan continued their pilgrimage in this scenery, filled with awe and gratitude at every step.

Along the way, they met more pilgrims who expressed their support and encouragement to each other through simple gestures such as nods and smiles.

These unexpected warmth make this pilgrimage not only a physical challenge, but also a feast for the soul.

As the sun rises and sets, Lina and Yang Xuan leave a series of solid footprints on the way to circumambulate the mountain. Their story, through live broadcast, also inspires audiences around the world.

Whether in the mountains or on the paths of daily life, as long as there is light in your heart, there is a way under your feet. Every step forward is a respect and celebration of yourself and life.

"Yang, what's the situation with that woman?"

When the sun was about to set, Lina saw a ragged woman not far ahead. She had a cloth rope tied to her feet, pulling a wheelchair, and also kowtowed every three steps.

And in the wheelchair, there was a little boy sitting.

There was a big blood blister on the young woman's forehead, but her eyes were firm and pious, without any pause.

But her condition was extremely bad, her steps were obviously a little weak, as if she would run out of energy at any time.

"I'll go over and check the situation first!"

After explaining something to Lina, Yang Xuan quickly approached the young mother.

Just a glance at each other and Yang Xuan was hit!
Those were a pair of eyes that were extremely tired, extremely painful, extremely desperate, but extremely determined.

Yang Xuan had never encountered this kind of look before.

It’s like a person who is in a desperate situation and falling into an abyss, but is inexplicably determined and stubbornly believes that there is still hope!
"Hello, is there anything we can help you with?"

After recovering from his daze, Yang Xuan tried his best to make his tone sound gentle and caring.

The mother was stunned for a moment, obviously she had not expected a stranger to offer help. "Thank you for your kindness, we are completing our pilgrimage."

“My child was born with a disease and the doctor said he might not be able to walk, but I believe Mount Kinabalu will grant us a miracle.”

"We bow every three steps every day, hoping that the gods can hear our prayers."

She looked at Yang Xuan, then at Lina who was also kowtowing, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

Yang Xuan looked at the little boy in the wheelchair. The child's eyes were full of curiosity and desire for the world, without any shadow of the disease.

"We respect your beliefs and decisions, but considering the safety and health of you and your children, we would like to make a suggestion."

"We can provide you with some necessary supplies, such as food, water, and simple medical supplies to ensure that you have enough physical strength and conditions to complete this journey."

"Besides, I am a Chinese medicine practitioner. If you like, I can accompany you. We have to circumambulate the mountain anyway."

"During this process, I can try to feel your child's pulse, give him a massage, and give him acupuncture to see if I can help him."

Yang Xuan didn't want to make any promises since he hadn't taken the patient's pulse yet.

After all, there are indeed many incurable diseases in this world that even gods cannot save.

At the same time, it can be seen that this mother is on the verge of collapse. Any hope and despair may destroy the last ray of light in her eyes and completely defeat her.

"Thank you very much, this is a great help to us."

There was a hint of hesitation in the woman's eyes. Finally, she nodded slowly, tears of gratitude glistening in her eyes.

No one knows how many times she experienced despair before she finally decided to take her seriously ill child and beg God for help.

Foreign audiences were also moved.

[There are gods and Buddhas everywhere. No matter what she is asking for, I hope she can get what she wants! ]

[My sister passed away from advanced cancer! ]

[When human power cannot change it, God is the last straw! ]

【As an old fan, I have to tell you the truth about Tibetan ups and downs! According to Yang's explanation, every word she prayed for has everyone in the world! 】

[I didn’t believe in gods and Buddhas before, but since I became a mother, I believe in them all, as long as they can protect my children! ]

[If one life could be exchanged for another, the rooftop would be full of mothers! ]

[I hope everyone is happy, their families are healthy and free from disasters, and there is no more war in the world! ]

Yang Xuan set his eyes on the little boy in the wheelchair.

He looked no more than five or six years old, very thin, with a blanket covering his legs, but he only had one leg left.

There was not much sadness on the little boy's face. Instead, it was full of curiosity and innocence. He gently kicked the edge of the wheelchair with his only remaining leg, and seemed to be full of interest in everything in the outside world.

His eyes are clear, and he occasionally looks up at his mother, his eyes full of dependence and trust on his mother. Such strength and optimism are particularly precious at such a young age.

After obtaining the woman's consent, Yang Xuan began to take the little boy's pulse. His movements were gentle and professional, so as not to disturb the peace of the mother and child. His technique was delicate and his expression was focused.

This time, Yang Xuan took a full half hour to diagnose the patient's pulse, and his expression became more and more serious.

(End of this chapter)