Chapter 23 Section 7 Bassoon is wrong

When I wake up, I feel refreshed, as if I have been reborn. Han Han will continue westward to Tingri, and then advance to Mount Everest; I will return to Lhasa. I said goodbye to Han Han and thanked him for his help these days. "I heard that Shigatse, the road is not easy to walk, almost all dirt roads and dirt roads." I shook his hand, "Be careful on the road." "Don't worry." Han Han smiled, "I have won a racing championship." Han Han waved his hand and got into the car. "Make a good movie!" After Han Han's car started, I shouted to the back of the car:

"Don't patronize falling in love with girls!" "Brother!" Han Han poked his head out of the window and shouted, "This is also a kind of attachment!" After bidding farewell to Han Han, I went back to Lhasa by car on Gongjuelin Road. Buses in Tibet are just minibuses, not the usual buses in ordinary cities. Because only minibuses can travel on mountain roads that stretch for thousands of kilometers. Saw several puffs of white smoke along the way, usually rising in the distance. That is called "simmering mulberry", which is the most common sacrificial activity in Tibet. With the rising white smoke,

People think that their body, speech, mind and wishes have been transmitted to the gods. I also closed my eyes and prayed, praying that I could play the role of this life well. Return to Lhasa around 4:00 pm, and then go to the hotel where you stayed when you came to Lhasa on the first day. After settling your luggage, go straight to Maggie Ami. "Wow!" Shi Kang approached me with a pot of highland barley wine, "It's been a few days!" Shi Kang and I chatted about what we had seen and heard in the past few days. "It turns out that this is what the blue sky stabs the white spear and the withered willow is covered with gold clothes." Shi Kang seemed to suddenly understand.

I said my vacation is coming to an end, I don't plan to go to Mount Everest, and I plan to leave Tibet tomorrow. Shi Kang said that his status as acting boss will end today, and the real boss will come back tomorrow. "I'll take you to the airport tomorrow." Shi Kang said, "And then I also want to go to Mount Everest." During this trip to Tibet, I met some new friends, and I was a little bit reluctant before parting. Shi Kang and I took a few photos in Maji Amine as a souvenir. "Ah? This..." I looked at the picture files in the digital camera, speechless.

Shi Kang leaned his head over to have a look, and said in surprise, "It's the aperture again!" "I'd better print it out." After we were silent for a while, Shi Kang finally spoke. It was a group photo of me and Shi Kang standing in front of the yellow wall covered with old photos, A halo appeared on an old photo. This time there is only one aperture, and it appears golden. It is obviously different from the aperture on the murals of Buddha statues in the Potala Palace. I didn't make another bet with Shi Kang to come back within 20 minutes, I just sat quietly and waited for him.

Shi Kang cut out the image of the old photo with the aperture, enlarged it and printed it on a piece of A4 paper. We sat and pondered for a while, then stood up and went to the wall to study what is so special about that old photo? Even study the frame of that old photo. The result is the same, nothing unusual. Shi Kang picked up the digital camera and took a few pictures at the same place from the same angle. Photos are also normal. "Should I ask the Living Buddha of Jokhang Temple again?" I smiled wryly. "Not good." Shi Kang also smiled wryly, "If you keep asking, the living Buddha can help people analyze supernatural phenomena part-time.

Photos are up. " "Ask me." Shi Kang and I turned our heads when we heard the sound, and it was Cai Jun, the mysterious man in black clothes, black pants and black hat. "You should know an ass." Shi Kang said. "What do you mean?" Cai Jun asked. "Know what!" Shi Kang said loudly. Cai Jun ignored Shi Kang, sat down directly, and held out his hand to me. I handed him the A4 paper. "Hmm..." Cai Jun pondered for a while and said, "I understand." "Really?" I was surprised. "That's right." Cai Jun stood up, suddenly pointed behind Shi Kang and me, and said:

"Alien!" Shi Kang and I turned our heads reflexively, but saw nothing. When he turned around and came back, Cai Jun had already taken the piece of paper and ran to the stairs. "Bastard!" Shi Kang cursed. "I'm not a bastard, I'm the mysterious man Cai Jun." Cai Jun ran downstairs and said as he ran: "I'll ask the Living Buddha of the Jokhang Temple." It's almost time for dinner, Shi Kang said that he might as well invite him to dinner tonight. Under the unfavorable hospitality, I stayed for dinner. The dishes were hearty and I was impressed with the beef patties and the rich yak yoghurt.

After eating, just as he was about to say goodbye, Cai Jun suddenly appeared at the stairs again. "The Living Buddha has seen me." Cai Jun said. "It's the other way around." Shi Kang said. "I didn't say otherwise." Cai Jun said, "I didn't see the Living Buddha, but the Living Buddha saw me." "What do you mean?" I didn't quite understand. It turned out that Cai Jun ran into the Jokhang Temple and kowtowed desperately in front of the Buddha statues. Maybe it was because he was biting the paper in his mouth and couldn't breathe; or maybe he kowtowed too hard,

After kowtowing for a while, he passed out. When he woke up, there was a lama standing beside him. The lama said that the living Buddha just passed by and saw him fainted. I also saw the paper biting in his mouth. In addition to giving him the empowerment, the Living Buddha also said a word. "Which sentence?" Shi Kang asked. "The lama translated the living Buddha's words into Chinese and wrote them on a piece of paper for me," Cai Jun said. "Where's the note?" Shi Kang asked. Cai Jun didn't answer, and took out something from his pocket. "Look at the dart!" Cai Jun said suddenly.

I saw a mass of things flying towards me and Shi Kang, and I dodged reflexively. "Oh!" Shi Kang screamed. I saw the ball lying on the ground and bent down to pick it up. It was a small stone wrapped in a crumpled note. "Is it bloodstone?" When I saw the red part on the stone, I wiped it with my finger, and the color fell off. "Ah?" I was startled, "It's blood!" "Bastard!" Shi Kang touched the back of his head with his right hand, then looked at the palm of his hand, "I'm bleeding!" Cai Jun slipped away again, Shi Kang kept cursing. I spread out the note, which read: Bassoon made a mistake. "Bassoon made a mistake in this sentence, what reminds you?" I asked. "It hurts." Shi Kang replied. I'll wait for Shi Kang to clean the wound, apply some medicine briefly, and then study Bassoon's mistakes together. I know that "wrong" means lake in Tibetan, so what is wrong in wrong?Is it a lake in a lake? This is unreasonable. "I know that Basong is wrong. It is the sacred lake of the Nyingma Sect, commonly known as the Red Sect." Shi Kang said, "But I don't know what's wrong." Sure enough, Shi Kang didn't understand either, and we fell into deep thought again. "Why don't we go to Basong tomorrow?" Shi Kang said. "Is it far?" I asked. "It is more than 300 kilometers away from Lhasa, and it takes six hours to drive." "This……" I originally planned to leave Tibet tomorrow, but I really want to know what Basong made a mistake in the end? "Stop being attached." Shi Kang said, "Stay for one more day before leaving." "That's right." I smiled. "I'm going too." Cai Jun appeared at the stairs again. "You still dare to come!" Shi Kang rushed over like a beast, Cai Jun also dodged quickly, and the figures of the two disappeared quickly. After a while, Shi Kang came back. "You bastard, you run so fast." After taking a breath, Shi Kang said that he would drive to the hotel to pick me up early tomorrow morning. After making an appointment, I left Maggie Ami. The next morning, before dawn, we set off for Basong Co. In order to save time, Shi Kang brought some tsampa, plowed beef jerky and buttered tea in the car, For Chinese food, I don’t plan to get off the car and find a restaurant to eat. The journey went smoothly and we arrived at Basong Co at around 1:30 in the afternoon. We stepped on the snow on the ground and walked along the lake, which is densely covered with virgin forests. I was surprised that the lake in Basong Co can be so deep and clean. The lake is crystal clear, and the surrounding mountains are reflected in it, like a fairyland outside the world. If you are bored enough, you can also see the same scene by standing on your head. I stopped by a stone pile. "That's the mani pile." Shi Kang said. Although no words or images were inscribed on these stones, But when they are stacked into a pyramid shape, they start to be different, as if they are full of aura. "Every stone in the Mani pile represents the pure and pious heart of a Tibetan." Shi Kang picked up a stone from the ground, first put the stone on his forehead and recited prayers silently, Then place the stone on the mani pile. "You can go around the mani pile three times, which will bring you comfort," Shi Kang said. I circled Manidui clockwise three times, and after I finished, I felt like the lake in Basong Co, The mind is clear and peaceful. Then I vaguely saw the corner of the house in the distant woods, like the eaves of a temple. When I got closer, I found that it was a small island, and there was a floating bridge connected to the land. When the water level is high in summer, the appearance of the island should be obvious, and you may have to take a boat to get to the island; But in winter, the water level drops, and the island is almost connected to the land. The pontoon bridge is only about 20 meters long. From a distance, it is easy to mistake this small island as part of the land by the lake. Shi Kang and I walked up the pontoon bridge to the island without saying a word. There are some strange rocks and strange trees on the island, and there is also a "peach hugging pine" where peach trees and pine trees grow together. After walking for a long time, it suddenly became clear and saw a temple. This is an ancient temple of the Nyingma School. There are half-length wooden sculptures of male and female genitalia on the left and right sides of the gate. This small temple is mainly dedicated to the ancestor of the Nyingma sect, Master Padmasambhava. This Buddha statue of Guru Rinpoche is very special, with a very ferocious shape, like an angry ghost. Legend has it that in order to save all living beings, Master Padmasambhava has eight disguises, that is, the eight transformations of Guru Rinpoche. This Buddha statue should be one of the wrathful Vajra statues. Under the dim light in the temple, this wrathful King Kong suddenly stood in front of him, and he couldn't help being surprised. That's fine too, if I have demons in my heart, maybe the demons can be exorcised. Walk out of the temple and raise your camera to take pictures of the temple's appearance. After the shooting, I checked the picture file, and I saw the halo in the blue sky above the temple. Surprised at first, then familiar. I remembered, the afternoon when I finished the college entrance examination and prepared to fill in my volunteers, The light and shadow I see in the sky outside the window is this kind of aperture. "Tashi Delek." I looked up and saw a 60-year-old lama in red standing in front of me. He also wore a white fur hat to keep out the cold. "Tashi Dele." I clasped my hands together. "Are you from the city?" the lama asked. "Hmm." I nodded. "How do you think the city is different from Tibet?" "In the city, the road is wide, but the view is narrow." I replied, "In Tibet, the road is narrow, but the view is vast." "Have you captured the beauty of the Buddhist temple?" He asked again. "The beauty of the Buddhist temple cannot be photographed at all." I shook my head, "Because the beauty of a Buddhist temple lies not in its appearance." He nodded and asked again, "How far is the distance between heaven and hell?" "Only one thought." Although I was puzzled by his question, I still replied respectfully: "Because one thinks of heaven; one thinks of hell." He finally smiled and said, "Welcome to the thousand-year-old temple—Cuozong Temple." This temple is called Cuozong Temple? It turns out that Basongcuozhongcuo does not refer to the lake in the lake, but the Cuozong Temple in Basongcuo Lake!