Chapter 45 Chapter 10 Chasing Soldiers in the Monk's House

In the circle of people around the gate, there are Tibetans, Han people doing business nearby, and a few tourists with backpacks carrying heavy bags.On the outermost side, there were several Tibetan children asking for money from everyone passing by.Some people wanted to squeeze in, but there were two monks standing at the door, as if advising them. Naturally, the Tibetans respected these monks very much, and obeyed even when they were excited, but the Han people were not so happy, shouting loudly, expressing their anger and dissatisfaction.But no matter whether they begged, reprimanded, or slapped him, it didn't work. The two monks in red robes just refused to let people in.

Looking at the colorful lights over the pagoda, Nanka Gyatso's breathing became rough, but he refused to move around, pulling me and Zamao Xiaodao by the corners of our clothes, pitifully.I know that Zamao Xiaodao and I went there just to see it as a surprise, and to testify to my own cultivation by the way.But Buddhists like Nanka Gyatso are different. This is his lifelong belief. Faced with such a miracle, where can he go back? But when Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at the monk who reported the letter with pleading eyes, he shook his head and said no. He said that Master Ban Jue only invited two people to observe and emulate. As for the others, he has not been authorized, so he cannot help.Hearing this sentence, Nanka Gyatso's footsteps were a little unsteady. This man in his forties was as helpless as a child.However, he finally broke free, with tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth, turned around and left three times a step at a time.

I don't know why, seeing Namka Gyatso like this made me feel quite uncomfortable.But the monk obviously didn't feel that, he led us around the door and walked towards the side door behind.After entering the temple, he gave us a salute, saying that the two masters are not free these days, and they probably won't come to see you until evening.Let me arrange a monk's dormitory for the two of you first, stay here temporarily, and wait for the ceremony tomorrow, okay? No one looked more free, so we naturally agreed, saying yes, yes, please trouble little master. The monk saluted again, saying it's all right, please come with the little monk.

He took us around various buildings and walked slowly.On the way here, we have already met him. This kid is a stuffy guy at all, and he can't beat a fart with three sticks, so it's inconvenient to ask questions. I just looked around curiously. The main building of the Baiju Temple is centered on the Tsochin Hall and the Auspicious Door Pagoda (one hundred thousand pagodas), and then divided into sixteen Zhacangs including Cuba, Qingeluo, and Lobugan.There is a strict system of studying scriptures in Tibetan Buddhist temples, and there are colleges specializing in the study of Buddhism. It is called "Zhacang" in Tibetan, which means monastery.Overall it looks huge.Because of these little things like Duoduo, we were hindered in our hearts, and we didn't dare to flaunt them loudly. We lowered our heads, like an angry little daughter-in-law, except for constantly looking around with peripheral vision, we just followed along.

Perhaps there is still one day left before the rainbow scene, and because the main gate is closed, there are not many people on the road, and what we were worried about did not happen.Not long after, we came to a yellowish building. The monk led us to a room inside, explained some precautions and taboos, and then bowed and left. Walking into the room, the monastery is very simple, except for a few old thangkas, there is nothing worth mentioning. Zamao Xiaodao and I put our luggage away and sat on the bed, feeling a little nervous.People are afraid of the unknown. In this legendary Buddhist holy land, tourists who spend money to buy tickets can only feel the novelty and solemnity of Tibetan Buddhism, while we are surrounded by the ubiquitous, vast and upright Buddhist hall. The breath weighed heavily on my heart.

Heretics, in this environment, psychologically, they are inherently inferior. I swallowed my saliva, and didn't dare to let the two Duoduo out to play. I just cared about the listless tiger cat, and asked if it was okay? The fat hen said Trump: "I believe in your evil! Why does this place feel so familiar? My lord, I have never been to Tibet. How could this be?" I touched its plump belly and it seemed to be fine, so I ignored it.Ask Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao, did you feel anything unusual along the way? Zamao Xiaodao nodded, and said, yes, there are many masters, some even comparable to Maoshan elders, but they didn't show up, just glanced through the window, just curious, not hostile.At least there is no strong hostility.

We already know that in this temple, it is not like the mainland, where one person heads the house and is managed vertically.Rather, Sakya, Gelug, Kadam and other sects coexist peacefully in one monastery, and each sect has several dratsangs. Therefore, even if we are invited to come, we cannot walk sideways, and we need to be careful. To live, so as not to be caught in the pain, or not to be able to participate in the grand ceremony, not to mention, but also turned to the government, when the time comes, the gain will outweigh the loss. But being a low-key person is something we're used to, so there's nothing wrong with it.Sit cross-legged on the bed, and then start to breathe, opening and closing eyes, taking a long breath.After a while, it was dark, only the lights were lit up everywhere.We seemed to be forgotten, and no one came to provide us with food. Fortunately, when we came, Nanka Gyatso brought us some tsampa and a can of butter tea.We didn't dare to go out, so we squeezed the tsampa bags, and then drank butter tea to fill our stomachs.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, footsteps came from the corridor, and then the door was knocked, we got off the bed, the door opened, and it was the little lama by the lake who came.We have fought side by side, and we can be regarded as comrades-in-arms.It wasn't long before we separated, but we were not unfamiliar. After seeing the ceremony, we each sat down at the table. The little lama expressed his apologies to us, saying that he planned to return the next day, gather manpower and equipment to find the thousand-year-old relic buried in the bottom of the lake, enshrine it in the Buddhist temple, and pay homage day and night.How could I have expected to encounter such a grand event as soon as I returned.Master Lunzhu felt that he had entered Dzogchen, and climbed to the top of the pagoda, preparing to transform his body into a rainbow in front of ten thousand Buddhas.He also said that in order to promote Buddhism, this rainbow transformation can leave wealth for future generations in front of everyone.This is a big event, and it is also a grand ceremony, shaking the industry, so I have no time, I have been busy with this matter, and I have to take turns to chant Buddha prayers to bless this event with great consummation, so I am notifying you so late.

We waved our hands and said, there is no need to apologize, we will save the matter which is more important and less important, so there is no need to say more.We are very grateful to Master Ban Jue for inviting us to watch the ceremony. The little lama said, the reason why the master invited you here is that we owe you the matter of Tianhu Lake, and the second is that the master said that I have a destiny with you and I need to get closer in the future.He has been in charge of ceremonial reception these few days and has been very busy, so he won't come to see you today, see you tomorrow, please forgive me.

This little lama looks soft and beautiful, behaves politely, if he puts aside his bald head, he looks like a handsome young man.We chatted for a while, and he explained some of tomorrow's arrangements to us, and then discussed some spiritual issues with us.His questions did not involve cross-examination of identity, but simple academic discussions.This made us feel very relaxed, and felt that although this little lama was young, he had a thorough understanding of the world and the world, and he was not a bookworm who was devoted to learning.It can be foreseen that this little lama will definitely become a man of influence in this area in a few years.

The two parties are deliberately making friends, and they are talking about some spiritual issues, so they have a very happy conversation.It was about half past ten before the little lama got up to say goodbye.We bid farewell to the door, and then looked through the window, and saw the little lama leaving slowly step by step, crossing a prayer wheel, and disappearing.I clapped my palms and exclaimed, saying that such a person is an outstanding person in the world, and it was a pleasure to meet him. Zamao Xiaodao smiled lightly and said, little poison, I bet that this little lama must be a reincarnated venerable, not a living Buddha. Being idle and bored, the two of us discussed this issue for a while.Suddenly, a nervous look appeared on Miscellaneous Xiaodao's face looking out of the window, and he deliberately hid inside.I was surprised, I stretched my head over to look, only to see a thin old face, my heart skipped a beat, isn't this guy Mao Tongzhen, the elder of Maoshan? I'll wait and see, Zamao Xiaodao stretched out his hand, dragged me in, and reprimanded me in a low voice: "I want to die, do you think they can't feel your gaze?" My heart was beating wildly, Cold sweat immediately flowed down, and he asked in a low voice: "How did they find it?" Zamao Xiaodao was also depressed, saying how did he know? He roughly calculated the time, stretched out his head again, took a quick look, then retracted, trembling all over. I asked what's wrong, so scared?He stared at me and whispered, "Little Poison, do you know who's here?" I shook my head and said that in a quick glance just now, I only saw that old tortoise Mao Tongzhen, who else? Zamao Xiaodao said word by word: "Liu Xuedao, the elder of Xingtang, the elder in the top three in Maoshan Sect!" I didn't feel it, who were the first two?Zamao Xiaodao explained to me that the first is naturally his master Tao Jinhong, and the second is the elder Chuangong, Li Daozi's successor.I took a deep breath and said, this guy is stronger than Yang Zhixiu? Zamao Xiaodao shook his head, saying that he didn't know, he had been away from Maoshan for many years, and he didn't know what Yang Zhixiu's current cultivation was, and the elder brother also kept it secret, maybe... The two of us were discussing carefully with the windows closed, but at this moment, there was another knock on the door.