Chapter 38 Chapter 3 Lakeside, Sheep Carcasses

These two lamas are old and young.The old man was over sixty years old, with a sad face, eyebrows drooping to the corners of his eyes, red and black face, bulbous nose, and a majestic description; while the young lama seemed to be under twenty years old, with delicate features and bright eyes. The face does not have the plateau red like ordinary Tibetans, but is fair and delicate, and the skin is better than mine.To put it another way, this young lama looks like a woman. The car stopped at the gate of the courtyard. Nanka Gyatso, Basang, and a few old people accompanying the village were talking to two lamas. The old lama suddenly turned his head and stared at me.

He seemed to ask a question to the side. Nanka Gyatso explained to the old lama that he spoke Tibetan. Through the surprise training these days, I can probably understand the words "outside" and "friends".The old lama nodded, moved his body, and walked towards us. "Young man," he spoke to me in a strange tone, "you have a demon in you!" I was startled, subconsciously touched the pagoda tree on my chest, and then looked at the old lama in front of me.I saw a faint light of a formidable magnetic field coming from his body.Ordinary people can't see it, but I can feel a slight shock in the energy field, obviously he is also a practitioner.But I quickly came back to my senses, with a smile on the corner of my mouth, and said: "No, it's not a demon, it's your obsession!"

When the little lama heard my words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak, but stood aside, looking at us quietly with an extraordinary demeanor.It seems that Baiju Temple attaches great importance to this incident, and the lamas they sent are all very good masters. Nanka Gyatso introduced us, saying, Lu Zuo, Xiao Xiao, this is Khenpo Banjue Master of Baiju Monastery, and our village specially invited us here to deal with the daytime affairs.I nodded and clasped my hands together as a sign of respect. The old lama gave me a deep look, and then said gently: "No eyes or no peace, you have to live with yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and followed the crowd towards Basang's house. I couldn't help laughing, this old trumpet is not a pedantic person, he can see the existence of Dodo, but he didn't insist on getting rid of it like some pretentious and righteous people, he just warned me.From this point of view, he is quite an interesting person. We watched the crowd leave. The two lamas, one old and one young, left a deep impression on me.They are very different from the monks in the so-called famous mountains and ancient temples in the inland or coastal areas.Generally speaking, it should be said that the taste of the mundane world is lighter. Coupled with their red lama costumes, people have a sense of religious majesty in their hearts.Of course, the most important thing is that they have devout mana shocks.

In contrast, nine and a half out of ten of the monks we usually see don't have much ability, at most they can recite the Shurangama Sutra over and over again. We were curious in our hearts, wondering if these two lamas could find out the Tibetan child who was said to have been swallowed by the lake god.After a while, Nanka Gyatso returned home.He told us that the two masters will rest at Basang's house tonight, and set off early the next morning to search for traces by the Tianhu Lake.At that time, most of the people in the village will follow along. This is a big scene, Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other, and we both decided to kill them and not tell, those fish bones that were found are our credit.Otherwise, even if we are not beaten to death, we will be drowned by those spittle stars.

Hearing his father's words, Dorje, Ram and Tenzin all cheered, saying that they must go to see the excitement tomorrow.Nanka Gyatso stopped these crazy kids and said he couldn't go, maybe what will happen tomorrow, if something happens, he will be fine, he will return to the pure land, the three kids don't even know how to run .After saying this, there was a burst of aggrieved crying from the side. Miscellaneous Xiaodao and I ignored it and went back to our room to rest.At that time, the tiger cat came back with cold dew all over, and said that he had gone around a hundred miles, but he didn't see anyone, and he either died or hid somewhere.

The second son of the Basang family is sixteen and a half years old. He is in the rebellious period when he is fearless. Maybe he can really do this kind of thing.I didn't find it, and I don't care about it anymore.There are too many unsatisfactory things in this world, just do the best you can, if you rashly take care of others' territory, it might be annoying.Let's wait and see what the two lamas can do. In the early morning of the next day, I got up very early, practiced a set of boxing, and then ate some buttered tea and tsampa with Zamao Xiaodao and Nanka Gyatso, and met at the village head.During this trip, apart from the two lamas and Basang's family, there were more than 30 Tibetans from the same village.Some people even brought buttered tea, tsampa and fried fruits as offerings.

Twenty miles away, it's not far, and it's not too close. We used to go back and forth briskly, but now we are slowly dawdling behind.There is no way to enter the mountain, only by walking.The two lamas in red robes led the way at the front, their steps were steady, and both of them had a simple and luxurious prayer wheel with a dark gold wooden handle in their hands, which kept turning.This thing is also called "Mani Liberation Wheel", which contains scriptures or mantras, and turning to the right is equivalent to chanting, which has the effect of eliminating karma. The Tibetans in front of us almost had a share, walking in a long dragon, and they were all silently reciting scriptures, and there was a faint chanting power all over their bodies. Although there were not many, they were all concentrated on the two lamas in front.

Seeing this scene, I finally understood why the elder brother arranged for us to go to the Tibetan area. The law of the world, tracing back to its source, is nothing more than the concentration of thought power, which is a collection of thoughts and ideas.It is ethereal, yet omnipresent.No one can see the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, they may or may not exist, but only if you believe in them, they will exist, and if you don't believe them, they will not exist.This is the principle that one manpower is short and many manpower is long.There are many talented people in ancient and modern times, but those who can be remembered are mostly those who founded schools.

why?This is the only way to gather believers from all over the world and absorb power. The more believers, the stronger the power. Nowadays, several economic waves have shaken the minds of Chinese people beyond recognition. They are mercenary and have no spiritual beliefs.But in Tibet, in such an ordinary village, there are countless believers, turning the prayer wheel with pious hearts. Prosperity in teaching makes people strong. This is probably the reason why these lamas are so powerful. A group of people headed towards Tianhu in a solemn and solemn manner. The road was silent, only the sound of the prayer wheel.

Although we were at the end of the crowd, I could always feel that the old lama who was far ahead on the road was always watching me.He never looked back, but I was able to know his attention and never left.I smiled innocently at Zamao Xiaodao, except that the fish bones by the lake were related to us, the disappearance of the Tibetan boy really had nothing to do with us. Dude is really lying down this time. In addition to the two golden prayer wheels, I saw two lamas from Baiju Temple each with a magic weapon.The old lama was carrying a scoop-shaped cloth bag. Looking at the outline, it should be a Gabala bowl, which is the kind of magic weapon made from the skull of a dead eminent monk; The Zen staff is less than one meter long. This Zen staff is made of red copper. There are four or five rings on the top, which jingle and are very crisp. If I guess correctly, this thing should be the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle of Tantric Buddhism. After all, it is a well-known monastery, and the things that are handed out are all eye-catching. After walking for nearly an hour and a half, we crossed the deciduous forest and the meandering stream, and finally came to the edge of Tianhu Lake. This small lake with a width of several square kilometers does not look too big as a whole, like a pearl inlaid in the middle of the mountains.It happened that the sun was rising, which is very rare. Looking from a distance, I felt that the lake was sparkling, shining like gold, and people couldn't help but want to admire it. Nanka Gyatso told me a legend before.It is said that this lake is the eyeball of the southern holy mountain Kurazhje, and it is a transit point leading to rivers and lakes all over the world.The two Chinese dragon veins are one of the joints.A long, long time ago, a princess from the East appeared in this lake, and said to herself: When she went boating on the West Lake, it turned out to be very windy and windy, and she came here when she woke up.When the nearby villagers heard about it, they praised each other, saying that this lake, which can lead directly to the world, is a sky lake.Later, the princess married a local chieftain, and the name of Tianhu Lake has been gradually passed down until now. The old man in the village found the place where we barbecued last time, pointed out the extinguished bonfire and the scattered and discarded fish bones to the two lamas, and then loudly condemned the second son of the Basang family for offending the lake god. Bao, and it will affect everyone in the village.Basang and his wife knelt on the ground, kissed the uppers of the two lamas' shoes, begged for forgiveness, and asked them to help him save his poor son. Seeing this scene, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.The matter of eating fish was done by me and Zamao Xiaodao, the second child of the Basang family, who was obviously wronged. The old lama and the young lama were obviously used to this kind of scene. After a while, the young lama persuaded him a few words, and then the old lama came out more and waved behind him. Everyone retreated. The old lama stood by the lake Facing the long lake in front of him, he began to read scriptures. After reading for more than ten minutes, the calm lake suddenly bubbled up, and after a while, a sheep corpse emerged. This sheep corpse is almost only a skeleton.